Fuxi Transmits the Eight Trigrams

Qing Xuanzi looked up, his face unfamiliar. "Who is this fellow Daoist?"

Before the other party could answer, Dijiang's eyes widened. "Feathered bird, looking for a fight?"

"Does my Demon Clan fear you?"

"Stop." Qing Xuanzi understood. The newcomer was likely either Dijun or Taiyi. Taiyi was more probable, as the small bell hanging conspicuously by his hem was a dead giveaway.

"It's not impossible for you to take these people, but you must agree to one condition," Qing Xuanzi said, no longer interested in asking who the other party was. He answered directly.

"What condition?"

"Brothers, don't be afraid. With us Ancestral Witches here, what is there to fear?" This was Zhurong's boisterous shout.

"Wait a moment, brothers. Thank you for the help, Ancestral Witch brothers. Can you listen to me finish before discussing other matters?"

Qing Xuanzi knew that if he didn't speak up soon, the Witch and Demon races would likely start fighting.

"Alright, we'll listen to you, brother." Dijiang made the final decision.

"Is this Eastern Emperor Taiyi, fellow Daoist?"

"Precisely."

"It's not impossible to hand these people over to fellow Daoist. The Demon Clan only needs to agree to let fellow Daoist Fuxi preach in my Human Race for a hundred years."

Taiyi turned his head towards Fuxi, who was beside him. After all, the request was for Fuxi to preach, so his personal consent was required.

Although Fuxi didn't know why Qing Xuanzi wanted him to preach, nor did he know what Qing Xuanzi wanted him to preach,

The Human Race was born from his own sister, and Qing Xuanzi was Hongjun's last disciple.

His sister seemed to regard Qing Xuanzi with special favor, so he nodded.

Seeing Fuxi nod, Taiyi said, "Agreed."

Qing Xuanzi saw that the matter was settled. All that remained was to give an explanation to the Ancestral Witches.

As for the explanation to the Ancestral Witches, he already had an idea in mind.

He secretly transmitted a message to Dijiang. "Brother Dijiang, my Human Race is weak and greatly needs Fuxi's skill in the Eight Trigrams. To thank you brothers for your help, I have decided to bestow my Martial Dao Divine Power upon you on behalf of Great God Pangu. What do you think?"

Dijiang was overjoyed. He had long coveted Qing Xuanzi's Martial Dao Divine Power. If he could obtain it, the Witch Race's combat power would soar like a rocket, increasing significantly.

How could he miss such a good opportunity?

Dijiang nodded almost imperceptibly, signaling the Ancestral Witches to step back.

Although the other Ancestral Witches didn't know why Dijiang did this, the always united Ancestral Witches still blindly retreated.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyi, you can take these people now." After Qing Xuanzi finished speaking, he turned to Dijiang and said, "Let's go."

Returning to the Human Race Dao Palace, Qing Xuanzi wasted no time and directly handed over the Martial Dao Divine Power.

Each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches received a copy.

When the light clusters merged into the Ancestral Witches' brows, they were all overjoyed.

The warlike Zhurong even danced with excitement, laughing heartily. "Hahaha, good brother, this Martial Dao Divine Power is simply tailor-made for us by Father God!"

"Right, right, Old Zhu is right this time, it's exactly like that."

"Many thanks, Brother Qing Xuanzi, hahaha, if that feathered bird comes again this time, see if I don't beat him until his head is covered in bumps."

"..."

Ever since the Ancestral Witches obtained the Martial Dao Divine Power, they would come to spar with Qing Xuanzi every now and then.

Unfortunately, they always came excitedly and left with bruised faces, yet they never tired of it.

Especially Zhurong and Gonggong, who were beaten until they were unrecognizable, yet they came even more frequently.

Qing Xuanzi was too lazy to bother; anyway, if you come, I'll beat you.

A few years later, Fuxi arrived.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuanzi, isn't the Human Race already being enlightened by the Humanity Sect? What Dao do you need me to impart?"

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Fuxi's Eight Trigrams divine power is quite profound. It can perform deductions without needing any magic power. The Human Race is weak and is in great need of this technique."

"So that's it." Fuxi suddenly understood. Indeed, the basic techniques of the Eight Trigrams did not require any magic power.

However, they could only deduce a little about the timing and geographical advantages, which was like a chicken rib to immortals.

After all, they could do it with a simple calculation.

But for mortals, it was a divine object.

After Fuxi understood, he didn't dawdle. He directly pointed out a ray of spiritual light, which entered Qing Xuanzi's brow, and said:

"This is the Eight Trigrams technique. I shall impart it to the Human Race today. You are the Deputy Sect Master of the Humanity Sect, so you shall teach it."

As for teaching it for a hundred years or so, Fuxi was too lazy to do it. It was more straightforward to just hand it over to Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi was happy. Heh heh, if the general trend of the Heavenly Dao doesn't change, you should be the Human Emperor of the Human Race.

Since you want to damage your Merit, I'll accept it.

After Fuxi left, Qing Xuanzi called Hong, Huang, Yu, and Zhou, and instructed them to find an opportunity to pass it down.

He specifically told them not to be reckless and that they must find an appropriate time to teach it.

Otherwise, attracting Heavenly Punishment would not be fun.

He knew that the Heavenly Dao would definitely not allow the Dao of Eight Trigrams to be spread among the Human Race at this time.

Therefore, timing was very important.

Time flew by, and a hundred thousand years passed.

During these hundred thousand years, some members of the Human Race secretly learned Fuxi's Eight Trigrams.

Almost every tribe had people quietly using the Eight Trigrams technique, but it was extremely hidden.

The Heavenly Dao wouldn't go and check on the mortal tribes of the Human Race for no reason.

Therefore, everything had been peaceful all along, and it had developed to the point where there were already hundreds of millions of Human Race members.

The only regret was that Qing Xuanzi himself had made no progress. He was still at Taisu Eighth Revolution, a Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

It's worth mentioning that over the past hundred thousand years, as Qing Xuanzi and the Ancestral Witches grew closer, the Human Race and the Witch Race also got along very well, living together and leveraging each other's strengths.

For example, the Human Race provided the brains, while the Witch Race provided the brawn.

Their lives were quite comfortable.

However, Qing Xuanzi was secretly worried. Recently, the conflicts between the Witch and Demon Races had become increasingly frequent.

It seemed the great war between the Witch and Demon Races was imminent. He didn't know what would happen to the Human Race then.

He hoped they wouldn't be forced into the Witch-Demon conflict before their destined fate: being slaughtered by the Demon Race.

Although the Human Race's combat strength should be much better than in his previous life, after all, the Three Thousand Congenital Humans were still here, and every single one of them had become an immortal.

But the highest combat strength was only at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level, and even then, there were only eight of them.

The others were generally Golden Immortals.

This level of combat strength was still a notch below that of an average Witch Race tribe.

Any tribe of the Witch Race had several Great Witches, who were at the Great Luo level.

As for Witch Generals, who were at the Grand Unity level, there were at least eighty to a hundred.

As for the minor leaders of the Witch Race, such as Mysterious Immortals and Golden Immortals, there were countless of them, too many to count.

As Qing Xuanzi was frowning in thought, he suddenly heard a loud bang.

Immediately following was a loud shout: "You feathered bird, how dare you kill my Witch Race children? Come and face your death!"

"As if I'm afraid of you!" This was followed by the resounding clang of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Qing Xuanzi inwardly cried out: This is bad, the Witch and Demon Races have started fighting!

Just when I didn't want something to happen, it did. Forget it, I'll protect the Human Race first.

Qing Xuanzi flashed and appeared before the Human Race Dao Palace, shouting: "All disciples, heed my command! Immediately form the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Grand Array to protect our clansmen!"

"Heaven Division receives the order!"

"Earth Division receives the order!"

"Mysterious Division receives the order!"

"..."

In an instant, a grand array rose, and as one opened their eyes, they saw the Kongtong Seal.