Flooded Star Road

"Zichen, do you know what you are doing? Do you know how much damage your orders will bring to the human race? Do you know how many human erlangs will die because of this?" An elder came to Feng Zichen , Asked sharply.

　　 "I know!" Feng Zichen nodded blankly.

　　 "You know? Then you dare to give such an order! Do you want them to die?" Hearing this, the anger broke out in everyone's hearts, angrily accusing Feng Zichen.

　　 "Enough, you don't need to say any more. This is not only Zi Chen's order, but also my order!" Seeing everyone constantly accusing Feng Zichen of Feng Zichen, Chao said a little displeased.

　　 "Why? Why did the Emperor Chao give such a ridiculous order?" Everyone was a little puzzled. Why did the benevolent Emperor let his tribe go out to die.

　　"The human races on the shore of the East China Sea are so well protected by us, they have forgotten the prehistoric and sinister things. I think that the world is so big that they can be allowed to travel!

"It's time to let them go out and see the dangers of the prehistoric. Only by letting them suffer and be afraid of it will they understand how lucky it is to live on the coast of the East China Sea!" Feng Zichen said faintly. Explained to everyone.

"Furthermore, looking at the great history, the rise of the great race was not achieved by walking on the corpses? Since the birth of the human race, it has never experienced a big battle. It is just this opportunity to let the tribe go out to experience and cultivate their courage. Breath."

　　 "Oh! So let's do it!" Seeing Feng Zichen and You Chao's attitude resolute, everyone couldn't say anything more, so they had no choice but to withdraw.

　　 The next day, Feng Zichen pulled out a jade vein from the Zichen cave sky. It took several years to refine tens of thousands of eternal lamps and place them in the ancestral temple.

　　 This is the fate lamp, created by Feng Zichen based on the memory of later generations, and specially prepared for the people going out. When the clansmen go out, they only need to drop the blood into it, and then they can determine the location, life and death, etc. based on this.

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　　 Under the Ziwei Mountain, Feng Zichen sits on a high platform, preaching the way of innate gossip, and many human races are fascinated by it.

　　 "Gossip, gossip, Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui; sky, earth, wind, thunder, water, volcano, Zeya..."

　　 Following his narration, a pair of congenital gossip pictures slowly unfolded, deducing the way of the universe and the principle of the birth and death of all things.

　　 When Fuxi passed down the innate gossip, he had said that Feng Zichen would pass down the way of the innate gossip in the human race on his behalf, in order to fully connect him and the human race.

　　 Now that the immortals of the human race are going out to travel, Feng Zichen feels that the opportunity has come, and takes the opportunity to pass down the innate gossip. It can enhance the human heritage, but also increase the survival of the outgoing tribe. It can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"Emperor Xi deserves to be the predecessor to deduct everyone, I am afraid that it was at that time to calculate the problems of the human race, and for this purpose, he deliberately spread the innate gossip to deal with today's affairs." This great supernatural power has deep meaning in every move, so Feng Zichen was deeply impressed.

　　 One hundred years later, Feng Zichen finished his preaching and disappeared in place without waiting for everyone to thank him. However, he is truly energetic, and the opportunity to break through has arrived.

　　 The true spirit came to completion that day, and he had a sign of breakthrough. However, at that time, because of important things, he forced the feeling of breakthrough to be suppressed.

　　 While preaching today, he was also sorting out his own gains, and he was in a daze with the heavens and the earth, which once again attracted an opportunity for breakthrough. This time, he dared not suppress the repair.

　　 A purple celestial cloud rose slowly from behind Feng Zichen's head, lifting up the Chaos Bead, Zichen Sword, and Hongmeng Dao Bell, making Feng Zichen light.

　　 Then a ray of purple light emerged from him, pulsing continuously, transforming into the stars of the week and the universe, and deciphering the world, intangible and intangible, brilliant and brilliant.

　　 There was a boom, as if the sky and the earth were humming together. This purple ray of light penetrated the layers of space and arrived at Feng Zichen's true spirit.

　　 Zhen Ling opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing the purple Daoguang into his abdomen. Suddenly, a perfect breath radiated from the true spirit, and the Immortal Dao shone in all directions.

　　 With a light step, the true spirit stepped into the space of the twenty-seventh Heavenly Dao, and a coercive force belonging to the Taiyi Golden Immortal burst out of Feng Zichen's body. At this moment, he officially entered the realm of Taiyi Golden Fairy.

　　 However, at the moment when Feng Zichen broke through the Taiyi Golden Immortal, a huge suction came and pulled him into Ziwei's Ziwei divine fetus.

　　 "Huh? What happened, why are the widowed people upset?" In the Lingxiao Hall, Di Jun suddenly felt a whim and couldn't help frowning and muttering to himself.

　　 After pondering for a moment, Di Jun took out Hetu and Luoshu, and silently calculated.

　　 "Huh? Why can't it be counted?" Under the display of the sky, everything is normal.

　　 Now Dijun is a little flustered, like a master like him, he will never be easy on a whim. Once it appears, it means that something big is about to happen.

　　 Now that even Hetu Luoshu can't figure it out, it shows that this matter is extraordinary.

　　 "Come here! Go to heaven and ask the Emperor Xi...Forget it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Let the widow go there in person!" After talking, the figure of Emperor Jun flashed and appeared outside the Xi Palace.

　　 "How come fellow Taoists come here suddenly?" Feeling the breath of Emperor Jun, Fuxi quickly walked out of the Xi imperial palace and invited him in.

　　 "Friends of Daoist, poor Dao came here today, I really have something to ask for." Then, Di Jun told Fuxi what had happened just now.

　　 Fuxi’s achievements in deduction are well known. Even Dijun had to admit that if he hadn't had the Hetu Luoshu, his own achievements in deduction would be far less than just in case.

　　 "There is such a thing? With the strength of the Taoist friends, coupled with the Hetu Luoshu, there are not many things that can be hidden from you in the prehistoric times!" After hearing Di Jun's statement, Fu Xi couldn't help being a little serious.

　　 "Because of this, the poor Dao came to seek the help of fellow Daoists, otherwise, how can I bother Dao fellow Qingxiu!" Di Jun smiled bitterly.

　　 "Friends of Daoist are serious!" With a polite voice, Fu Xi immediately sat down cross-legged and calculated in her mind.

　　 "Weird! Why can't it be counted as poor?" After calculating for a moment, Fu Xi also felt that the secret of heaven was normal, and no major incidents had happened.

　　 After the resurrection of the World Tree, Feng Zichen's Pangu favor became stronger. How many people in the predicament can figure out his secrets with Pangu's attempt to cover it up?

　　 "Friends of Daoist, how about our cooperation?" Looking at each other, Fuxi and Dijun said in unison.

　　 Emperor Jun left his hand, and the Hetu Luoshu flew out, evolving the Tao of the Innate Nine Palaces; Fuxi stretched out his hand, and the innate gossip emerged and fell into the Hetu Luoshu. Suddenly, a picture of the Eight Diagrams of the Nine Palaces appeared, interpreting the heaven and the earth.

　　 As if the sky and the earth were still, a long river slowly appeared, exuding the breath of time.

　　 "The long river of time and space?" Seeing this long river, Rao was based on the cultivation base of the two quasi-sages in the late stage, and it was not only a moment of loss.