Eight Trigrams, Great War

In the early autumn of that year, continuous heavy rains caused the river levels to rise rapidly, houses along the banks were washed away, and plagues broke out everywhere. Ordinary people complained bitterly and suffered unspeakably.

Especially for the Huaxu Tribe, located on the banks of rivers, too many mortals died or were injured. Faced with such a natural disaster, even the mortals of the Primordial Wilderness seemed somewhat powerless.

Faced with such a natural disaster, the leaders of the Huaxu Tribe took action. Golden Immortal, Grand Unity, and Grand Unity masters went to the riverbanks to dredge the water veins and use their great power to divert the floodwaters to other places.

With the cultivators' intervention, the disaster in the Huaxu Tribe came to an end, but the real disaster began again. After the flood, plagues raged, and poisonous insects and ferocious beasts attacked ordinary humans.

Fuxi once again led the cultivators to handle these matters, develop elixirs, and drive away poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.

However, such a thing might be acceptable for a day or two, but after a while, even the cultivators would have complaints. They needed to cultivate, not to act as babysitters for these mortals.

However, thanks to Fuxi's persistent efforts, they successfully weathered this disaster.

Fuxi became even more determined to create the Eight Trigrams suitable for ordinary mortals, so that all living beings would know the principle of the cycle of the four seasons and the impermanence of the way of Heavenly Dao.

In order to understand these strange phenomena of nature and to help mortals with their troubles, Fuxi began to travel around the world.

He carefully studied the changes of the sun, moon, heaven and earth, and the movement of stars, and meticulously observed the patterns of the earth's seasons and the blooming and withering of flowers.

Like an ordinary person, he walked on the Primordial World Continent, feeling the way of heaven and earth, and his understanding of the Eight Trigrams Great Dao became increasingly profound.

One evening at dusk, Fuxi sat on the riverbank, contemplating the Great Dao, when he suddenly saw a large white tortoise struggling to climb ashore, gleaming with a dazzling silver light under the setting sun.

"As the saying goes, the tortoise is a symbol of longevity, so there must be a reason why it climbed ashore."

So Fuxi went over and helped the white turtle ashore. But for some reason, the big white turtle kept following Fuxi, and no matter where he hid, it could find him, which puzzled Fuxi greatly.

Finally, having no other choice, he had to give up his cultivation and hurry home, but the strange big white turtle followed him home unhurriedly.

Fuxi thought, "There must be a reason why this big white tortoise is like this!"

So Fuxi dug a large pond and raised the white turtle there.

The next day, as Fuxi was feeding the white tortoise in its pond, he suddenly looked at the dragon horse nestled to the side. In the morning sunlight, the patterns on the dragon horse's back were exceptionally clear, with a constant flow of Daoist energy.

Fuxi stepped forward and stroked the smooth back of the dragon-horse, muttering, "One and six are at the top, two and seven are at the bottom, three and eight are on the left, four and nine are on the right, five and ten are in the center... That's right, isn't this the Eight Trigrams?"

Fuxi quickly plucked a blade of grass and used it to trace the patterns on the dragon-horse's back onto a large leaf.

However, although the latest gossip was drawn, no one could understand it.

Looking at the puzzled crowd around him, Fuxi picked up the leaf again, studying its patterns, but he couldn't come up with a way to simplify it.

He unknowingly walked to the edge of the white turtle pond, when he suddenly heard the water splashing. Upon closer inspection, he realized that a large white turtle had swum out from the bottom of the water and was standing right in front of him, its head stretched high and its eyes fixed on him. Then it nodded three times at him.

Just as Fuxi was about to step forward to see what was going on, the giant white turtle tucked its head into its belly and lay motionless by the water's edge.

Fuxi was puzzled, so he squatted down and began to observe the white tortoise intently. He discovered that the patterns on the tortoise's back consisted of five in the center and eight around it, with a total of twelve in the inner circle and twenty-four in the outer circle. Suddenly, he understood much better.

He picked up the leaf again and compared it to the pattern on it. At that moment, the principles of the Eight Trigrams Great Dao came to mind, and he gradually came to understand the laws governing the changes of all things in the universe.

It's simply a matter of yin and yang. He used a continuous line "-" as yang and a broken line "--" as yin, combining three lines into a group to draw eight different patterns.

This is the Eight Trigrams!

Each hexagram represents a certain thing, symbolizing Heaven, Earth, Mountain, Lake, Thunder, Wind, Water, and Fire, respectively represented by the eight characters Qian, Kun, Gen, Dui, Zhen, Xun, Kan, and Li.

And this is the Later Heaven Bagua!

Fuxi combined the eight trigrams to obtain the sixty-four hexagrams, which are the acquired eight trigrams that allow mortals to glimpse the secrets of Heavenly Secret. These eight trigrams are no longer a great way, but a law.

A method for glimpsing the secrets of Heavenly Secret!

In this way, we can understand the origins of the weather, the sun and moon, and the causes of wind, rain, lightning, and thunder.

Just after Fuxi created the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) system, Nuwa, who was on Qishan, smiled and then pointed a finger, causing immeasurable merit to descend from the sky and fall directly into Fuxi's body. Some of the merit also fell onto the newly formed Bagua diagram.

Through the flow of merit, the Bagua diagram instantly transformed from an ordinary object into a spiritual treasure, and moreover, Merit Spiritual Treasure.

After Fuxi comprehended the Eight Trigrams, he received further merit and instantly entered the realm of heaven and man, immersing his mind in the Great Dao.

The eight forces of heaven, earth, mountain, marsh, thunder, wind, water, and fire constantly circulated around him, and these eight forces and eight changes presented the ultimate principles of heaven and earth to Fuxi.

On Qishan, Donghua watched Nuwa's actions and asked with a smile, "I wonder how much merit Sister still has, that she would squander it like this?"

Nuwa said, "Not many, not many, just enough to allow one mortal to break through to the Peak Quasi-Saint."

These words were spoken softly, yet they evoked a powerful urge to act. To enable a mortal to break through to the Peak Quasi-Saint was an immense act of merit.

It's no wonder, though. Nuwa first created humans, then became the first saint, and later Nuwa presence can be seen in various places, such as Mending the Heavens and reincarnation.

In the Primordial Wilderness, Nuwa was arguably the wealthiest Saint besides Donghua.

Donghua looked down at Fuxi and said, "Actually, you don't need merit points; Fuxi can still break through. You should use your merit points to break through your cultivation realm and reach the peak of the Third Heaven as soon as possible."

Merit is good, but it is of no use to the Hunyuan Fourth Heaven; it is only useful to the level before the Fourth Heaven.

The Mysterious Yellow Merit is essentially a kind of Dao, the Xuanhuang Great Dao formed by the Heavenly Dao Power, so all Primordial Wilderness beings can directly refine and absorb it.

However, after opening the path to the Fourth Heaven, this Xuanhuang Great Dao has no effect on breaking through realms.

Nuwa shook her head and said, "My level is still lacking in comprehension of the Great Dao. The Creation Great Dao has reached a bottleneck, and without a sudden enlightenment, it will be difficult to make further breakthroughs."

Donghua didn't say anything about these words. Nuwa's Creation Great Dao had already reached its peak, and now she only needed to perfect the cultivation of the other Daos, and the Three Pure Ones and others were also at this level.

Houtu is different; she cultivates four paths and only cultivates four paths, so she only needs to perfect all four paths to open the path.

There is no inherent superiority or inferiority between the two different methods of cultivation; it all depends on who is cultivating the Great Way.

However, in terms of versatility, Houtu is naturally inferior to Donghua, Sanqing, and others.

Meanwhile, Fuxi below had entered the most crucial moment, namely, the foundation-building of the Dao. This is the most critical step in cultivating the Taiyi Realm. If he could complete this step, the gate to the Grand Unity would be opened.

As time slowly passed, a huge Bagua diagram appeared around Fuxi, and the Innate Spiritual Treasure River Diagram and Luo Book also appeared around Fuxi, radiating boundless Daoist charm, helping Fuxi comprehend the Great Dao.

Finally, at a certain moment, Fuxi opened his eyes, and a powerful force soared into the sky. With the Bagua in his left hand and the Taiji in his right, he unleashed his fists, and the Taiji symbols enveloped the Sky Vault.

"Boom!"

A power at the peak of the Grand Unity realm surged forth from Fuxi.

At this moment, Fuxi leaped into the peak of Grand Unity, just one step away from awakening his Previous Life memories.

Seeing this, Donghua stood up on the mountaintop and said softly, "My task is complete. The rest is up to you. Whether Fuxi can attain enlightenment depends on his own destiny!"

After reaching the peak of Grand Unity, the remaining options are to forge one's own path or cultivate someone else's path to break through to the Grand Unity realm.

What was left for Fuxi was to forge his own path without even thinking. In this regard, Donghua had already taught Fuxi everything he could, and the Eight Trigrams and the two paths of human immortality were the foundation for Fuxi.

As for becoming the Human Emperor in the future, in terms of cultivating the Imperial Way, it depends on what kind of Fuxi himself has. There is a huge gap between the Imperial Ways, and no one else can help him.

Nuwa also stood up and said, "My brother's path is for him to comprehend on his own. All I can do to help him complete his final transformation. The rest is up to his destiny. Whether he breaks through to a higher realm or remains in the same place is entirely up to him!"

"The final transformation?" Donghua asked, puzzled.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Human marriages are now chaotic, with inbreeding, which goes against the natural order. Therefore, I need to help him complete a human marriage and help him overcome the final barrier."

"Establish human relations!"

Donghua succinctly revealed Nuwa's thoughts, because establishing human relations was also a glorious achievement of Fuxi and an inevitable trend of human morality. Most importantly, there was merit to be gained from it.

This merit is not the kind rewarded by Nuwa, but rather the merit rewarded by the Heavenly Dao, just like the Heavenly Marriage between Di Jun and Xihe.

"Are you planning to have your avatar marry Fuxi in Human Marriage?"

Nuwa nodded. This was the best way. Otherwise, no one in the Primordial World would be worthy of Fuxi, nor would anyone become Fuxi's Dao Companion.

But after hearing this answer, Donghua felt a strange sense of jealousy, as if someone had taken away one of his privileges.

To be precise, it feels like being cuckolded.

Although this analogy is quite incorrect!

When Nuwa saw Donghua's appearance, she felt a sense of joy, and the troubles of not being able to break through in her cultivation instantly vanished.

But without saying a word, she vanished from Qishan in the blink of an eye.

Watching Nuwa leave, Donghua shook his head, dispelling his previous thoughts, and then vanished from the spot, transcending time and space.

Just as Fuxi was comprehending the Dao and creating the Eight Trigrams, the human race also faced its most crucial battle.

When the human race led by the Earth Sovereign was sweeping across the eastern border, they finally clashed with the Quanfeng Clan, the most powerful race in the east.

The Quanfeng Clan, with human bodies and dog heads, is a superior force among the Myriad Races of the Primordial World. The clan possesses a Quasi-Saint ancestor named Quan Lingzi!

This person also has another identity: a disciple of King Pan. He was the first opponent Donghua encountered when he first returned, the Old Ancestor King Pan who made Donghua look so bad, and an ancestor who once dominated the ancient times.

Quan Lingzi is King Pan's disciple!

The Quanfeng Clan is stronger than the Human Clan in every aspect, especially in having a Quasi-Saint Ancestor, a condition that the Human Clan cannot currently match, because the Human Clan does not have a single Quasi-Saint.

Therefore, when facing the Quanfeng Clan, there were many voices within the human race advocating for a temporary retreat and waiting for an opportunity. Even the Earth Sovereign chose to retreat temporarily.

It was initially thought that the Heavenly Sovereign would support this decision, but to everyone's surprise, this time the Heavenly Sovereign did not back down, but instead chose to face the challenge head-on.

"Everyone, I know that the Quanfeng Clan has a Quasi-Saint Great Powers, while our human race does not. But we have already begun to contend with each other. If we can retreat once or twice, can we retreat countless times?"

"Among the myriad races, the Quanfeng Clan is not the only one with Quasi-Saint. There are many other races as well, not to mention the Asura Race, which has already conquered all directions. The Ancestor Minghe is a Peak Quasi-Saint."

"Retreat, retreat, retreat, where can we retreat to?"

"Gentlemen, therefore, we must fight this battle regardless of victory or defeat. If we win, our human race will reach a higher and greater stage; if we lose, our human race will recuperate, learn from our shame, and strive for the next opportunity!"

This explanation from the Heavenly Sovereign received the support of most of the mission's high-ranking members, because they knew that once humanity had embarked on this path, there was no way they could back down.

Moreover, the human race needs a war to resolve internal conflicts and achieve centralized control; otherwise, the human race will eventually split apart.

"Brother, are we really going to have a final battle with the Quanfeng Clan?"

After the meeting, the Earth Sovereign immediately went to the Heavenly Sovereign. He couldn't understand the Heavenly Sovereign's decision at all. The Heavenly Sovereign's words could fool others, but they couldn't fool him.

Faced with the Earth Sovereign's question, the Heavenly Sovereign immediately sealed off the main hall, then said with a wry smile, "I have no choice in this battle; the only choice left for me is to fight!"

"Why?" the Earth Sovereign asked, puzzled.

The Heavenly Sovereign said, "Fuxi has successfully broken through to the peak of Grand Unity. Next is the breakthrough to Grand Unity, which will mark the arrival of the Fuxi era. However, my existence has already hindered Fuxi's progress."

"Therefore, I must be reincarnated!"

"But this reincarnation must be believable, so that Fuxi's succession to the throne seems more justifiable."

The Earth Sovereign reluctantly accepted the Heavenly Sovereign's explanation, but he couldn't understand why, with so many ways to reincarnate, it was necessary to wage war against the Quanfeng Clan to allow the Heavenly Sovereign to be reincarnated.

Faced with the Earth Sovereign's confusion, the Heavenly Sovereign explained, "Currently, we are in a great war with the Quanfeng Clan, and our chances of winning are slim. There is no one who can even deal with Quan Lingzi, so my death is perfectly reasonable."

"At this time, only Fuxi can solve the predicament of the human race. This is also the opinion that Xuandu has given us, or rather, the opinion of the Taishang Saint!"

Upon hearing this answer, the Earth Sovereign angrily declared, "I'm going to find Xuandu!"

"Alright, second brother, I actually think this is quite good. Compared to dying for no reason, if I can die on the battlefield, die for the human race, and fight a Quasi-Saint, then my life will not have been in vain!" the Heavenly Sovereign advised.

Faced with this explanation, the Earth Sovereign could only accept it helplessly, respecting the Heavenly Sovereign's choice.

"I'll go and gather the army!"

As the Earth Sovereign departed, the Heavenly Sovereign's gaze gradually deepened.

"Who will win and who will lose is still unknown!"

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