Fuxi became the co-leader and established the capital in Chendi, thus opening a new chapter in the history of the human race.
Fuxi governs the people in the world, looking up to the sky, looking down to the earth, and taking the laws from the people; regulating the qi of yin and yang, and the seasons of the four seasons, looking at the tombs, land, water, lakes, fertile hills, high and low, so as to achieve things and make money, and eliminate To deal with the disasters of hunger and cold, to ward off the disasters of diseases and diarrhea, to take care of human affairs, to control rituals and music, to practice benevolence and righteousness, and to regulate human relations.
He set up a missionary platform in Chendi, listened to the public opinions from all directions, and taught the human race the laws of production, the laws of nature, and the laws of yin and yang, heaven and earth.
At this time, the human race did not have writing, and they still recorded events by knotting ropes. Fuxi thought this was very inconvenient, so he planned to promote the innate Taoism among the human race, which he learned from his husband.
It is a pity that ordinary people cannot learn this innate Taoist script. It is a script that exists innately and co-exists with Tao. It is very difficult for monks to learn it, let alone humans who have no cultivation level.
When Fuxi was at a loss what to do, Qingqian came to see him.
"Brother, I heard that you are worried about writing recently?"
Fuxi nodded: "My tribe has no pictures and texts. The monks are okay. They can exchange information with spiritual thoughts, magic spells, and Taoist texts. However, communication between ordinary tribesmen is very inconvenient. Knotting records is too crude."
Qing Qian nodded, "I'm here just for this matter."
"Oh? Do you have any good ideas?"
There was a bit of expectation in Fuxi's eyes.
Qing Qian pretended to be profound and smiled. He stretched out his hand and wrote dozens of words in the air.
Fuxi was a little surprised when he saw it: "What is this?"
He didn't know these words, but with Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation, he could understand the true meaning.
These words written by Qing Gan are systematic!
"This is witchcraft!"
Qing Gan grinned and answered with great air.
"The writing of the ancient witch clan is simpler than the innate Taoist writing. Do you think it can be passed down to the human race?"
"The writing of the ancient shaman clan? How did you learn it?" Fuxi asked curiously, while studying the shaman writing written by Qinggan attentively. Qinggan's mastery of shaman writing is absolutely extraordinary. These words are made of silver hooks, iron, and brushes. Dragons and snakes are walking around, angry cats are picking stones, and thirsty people are rushing to springs, and their momentum is like a rainbow.
After only studying for a short time, Fuxi actually understood some mysterious meanings, and randomly created a witchcraft, Wind Rises from All Directions, which is the magical power of the witch clan to control the wind.
"Does this still require learning? I can do it at a glance! When I was practicing the elixir, I was wandering around in my mind and saw these witchcraft texts in the dark. Didn't I come to you just after meditating on them?"
Qing Gan said, seeing that Fu Xi had realized several witchcrafts in an instant, his eyes lit up. He looked at Fu Xi excitedly and said, "Look, I said it's simple. Just watch for a while. Not only will you understand the meaning, but also If you can understand the Dharma, maybe this witchcraft is very suitable for the human race!"
Fuxi nodded: "It is indeed simpler than the innate Taoist text."
Qinggan grinned.
"But..." Fuxi muttered.
"But what?" Qing Qian asked.
Fuxi replied: "There seems to be a threshold for the transmission of shamanism. If you don't have shaman blood, it will be very difficult to learn."
Qing Gan was puzzled. He looked at the words written by these guys and said, "We don't have the blood of the Wu clan, so how can we learn it easily?"
Fuxi rolled his eyes, "Can we be the same?"
"What's the difference? They are all from the human race!" Qing Gan patted his chest with a proud look on his face.
Fuxi was silent.
Qing Qian firmly believed that witchcraft could be applied to the human race, so he said, "You will know if it works or not! I will choose some tribesmen to teach witchcraft and see how it works!"
After saying that, Qing Gan left in a hurry.
Fuxi looked at his hurried back, shook his head and sighed.
"Co-owner!"
After Qing Qian left, the leaders of the twelve earthly tribes came together with their names.
"What are you doing here?" Fu Xi asked calmly.
The leader of the Kundun tribe is the head of the twelve earthly branches and is the son of the zodiac rat.
He held a thick jade book in his hand, raised it above his head, and said respectfully: "I heard that the Communist leader wanted to unify human writing in order to teach all peoples, so twelve of us specially presented the Yaowen Canon as a method!"
The other leaders worshiped: "In ancient times, there was a demon master named Kunpeng who observed the heaven and earth and understood the great ways. He traveled all over the world and penetrated into thousands of demon clans. He created an unparalleled chapter and passed it down to the world with demon texts to maintain the inheritance of the demon clan! "
Fuxi concentrated, a strange color flashing in his deep eyes.
He waved his hand, and the Demon Wen Ceremony emitted a bright light, and the golden light gathered around it like a river, forming a huge vortex in the air.
Countless demonic writings shone brightly in his eyes, and Fuxi's soul left his body in an instant and came to a world of merit. He opened his eyes, walked on the water, and listened to the wind from all directions.
As the feng shui turned, a great road reached the sky, and a wanderer traveled around the universe. When he saw Fuxi, he felt joy in his heart.
"This is my avenue, what do you think?"
With a wave of the hand, Feng Shui evolves into heaven and earth, and literature and art connect the universe.
Fuxi looked at it with a smile on his face.
He didn't even know why he was laughing. Maybe the Taoist in front of him gave him the feeling of an old friend.
"Very good!"
The sound of Lang Yi spreads, and the golden light ripples.
Immortal Xiaoyao, who had developed Feng Shui, looked up to the sky and laughed, then stretched out his hand a little, and countless golden lights merged into Fuxi's body. Before he could react, all the strange phenomena dissipated and Fuxi's spirit returned.
"The demon master Kunpeng?"
Fuxi stared at the demon script in his hand and chuckled.
"You guys go down."
He looked at Zishu and the others who were standing by and waved.
Zi Shu couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Fu Xi was still holding the Demon Wen Canon and had no intention of refusing. His anxiety was replaced by excitement and joy, and his eyebrows rose.
"I'll take my leave!"
The twelve zodiac signs recede.
Fuxi sat alone in the main hall, reading through the magical scriptures.
The demon writing is really good, it is more complete than the shaman writing, and it is easier to promote.
In the past, Kunpeng created demon inscriptions and inscribed 129,600 original demon inscriptions between heaven and earth; 69,800 universal demon inscriptions crisscrossed the ancient land; and 39,900 bloodline inherited demon inscriptions appeared in a Another race’s bloodline inheritance!
These demon scripts, unlike dragon seals, phoenix seal scripts, and unicorn scripts, are truly texts that are oriented to all spirits.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Since Kunpeng passed down the demon text to the world, no matter whether you are innate or acquired, no matter what race you are, whether you are a bird or a beast.
No matter you are a witch, you can learn these demon texts!
"The demon master is really a great meritorious person." Fuxi read all the demon articles and praised Kunpeng endlessly.
Unfortunately, like the three ancestors of the human race, he did not adopt demon script as the human script.
Articles convey the truth.
Demon writings can be passed down from generation to generation and used to communicate, but they cannot be used to carry the Tao of the human race.
"The human race must have its own writing!"
Fuxi put the Demon Wen Ceremony away in a high cabinet, then got up and left Chen Di.
The creation of writing did not happen overnight, and he could not improve it at present.
After much thought, Fuxi came to Xishan to visit Mingyu.
"Do you want to end the human race's knotting of ropes and create new words?"
Mingyu was also a little surprised after hearing Fuxi's thoughts.
Fuxi nodded: "The human race should have its own writing, I want to give it a try."
"It's difficult." Mingyu told the truth.
The writing that Fuxi wants is not that simple. It must be destined to spread all over the world. However, this kind of writing is not so easy to create. Firstly, it must be recognized by heaven and earth, secondly, it must be recognized by all living beings, and the most important thing——
talent!
You know, the entire demon clan had only one demon master, Kunpeng.
The second boss really posed a problem for himself.
Mingyu pondered for a moment, looked up at the Bajiao Pavilion, and suddenly smiled.
"Sir, do you have any ideas?"
Fuxi perked up.
Mingyu replied: "There is indeed a way, but this method can only achieve a small success but not a big one, but it is barely enough for you."
"Sir, please teach me."
Fuxi said excitedly.
Mingyu nodded and said, "Before I teach you, I need to find a helper for you."
"Who is this?"
Fuxi was curious.
"We'll find out later."
Mingyu immediately wrote a jade book with gold characters, and as soon as he raised his hand, the jade book turned into light and left.
…
Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.
Lao Tzu, who was preaching to Xuandu, suddenly stopped. He put his hand into his sleeve, and a Tai Chi diagram of yin and yang, a mixture of two rites, appeared, as if the perfect principles of heaven and earth were contained in it.
"Xuandu, go to the human race." He handed the Tai Chi diagram to his disciple.
At this time, the golden book and jade book fell into the Bajing Palace. Xuandu understood it and took the Tai Chi diagram, saluting: "Disciple, obey the order."
After saying that, he left Shouyang Mountain and went straight to Xishan Mountain.
I looked at Xuandu's leaving figure and showed a gentle smile, which then dissipated. He closed his eyes, with no trace of emotion on his face, as he wandered into Taixu and realized the Great Way.
Sacrifice Mountain.
The young man came as invited.
"Senior Brother Mingyu!"
The young man saw Mingyu coming down the mountain to meet him from a distance, and his pace quickened a little.
"Xuandu!"
When Mingyu saw him again, he smiled unconsciously.
Among the disciples of the Four Religions, Xuandu was the only Miaomiao from Taiqing. He practiced Taoism in Shouyang Mountain on weekdays and rarely went out. The only time he went to Netherworld to invite the Western Ghost Emperor was back and forth no less than ten times.
"I've met my senior brother, I've met my co-master!"
Xuandu was the first to salute. His eyes were pure and flawless, and his words were a bit shy.
Mingyu patted his shoulder: "Junior brother, don't be cautious. It's not the first time we have met. You are more relaxed than this in Netherworld."
Fuxi looked at the young man in front of him who had a pure aura and was smarter than the average female fairy, and nodded gently.
"Master uncle gave you the Tai Chi diagram?" Mingyu asked
"Well, I brought it."
Xuandu nodded and took out the Tai Chi diagram from his sleeve.
Mingyu smiled.
“That’s perfect!”
He took out a turtle shell and gave it to Fuxi.
This tortoise shell is distributed in all directions, south and north, sun to the east and moon to the west, mountains and rivers facing each other, wind and thunder facing each other, it is extremely mysterious.
"This thing has great origins. I got it from a demon god to help you."
When Fuxi saw it, he was instantly fascinated.
"These days, if you need to go for a walk between heaven and earth, Xuan will accompany you. If you don't understand anything, just ask him." After Mingyu finished speaking, he sent the two of them down the mountain.
"Co-leader, where are we going?"
Xuandu was a little at a loss. The teacher only asked him to find Brother Mingyu. He still hasn't figured out the situation yet.
Fuxi patted Xuandu, and then waved his hand.
"Let's listen to Mr. and walk around."
So, the two of them walked together.
The Tai Chi Diagram is the treasure that opens the sky. It has the power to calm the earth, water, fire and wind, transform the yin and yang and the five elements, analyze the mysteries of heaven, and encompass the power of thousands of phenomena.
As a disciple of the Taiqing Dynasty, Xuandu learned his true story deeply. During his travels, he passed on all the principles of Yin and Yang and the Nine Palaces and Bagua to Fuxi.
Fuxi was inspired by Xuandu, and he always made inferences and gave new explanations to the principles of the Nine Palaces and Bagua. This made Xuandu very excited, and he completely forgot about Fuxi's identity and made him his confidant.
The two walked through the mountains and rivers, looking up at the images in the sky, looking down at the Dharma on the earth, observing the patterns of birds and beasts and their suitability on the earth, taking in objects that were close to them and objects that were far away.
Based on the principles of Yin Yang and Bagua, many special runes were created and carved on stone slabs.
They discovered a magical weed in the wilderness of Wanqiu.
It was obviously an extremely ordinary weed, but it actually had a lifespan of a thousand years. Fuxi was impressed, so he picked it and found that this weed could be used for divination!
This made Fuxi very excited, and he named it "Yarrow".
Xuandu included him in the Tai Chi diagram for training.
"Everyone, let's go back!"
"Ah? Aren't you leaving?"
Xuandu was sitting under a tree. He held a carving knife in his hand and skillfully carved inscriptions on a piece of slippery slips. His expression was focused and his face was full of seriousness.
When he heard Fuxi greeting him, he carefully collected the pieces of slips and chased after him.
"Don't leave, these deeds are enough. I can't use the Eight Diagrams to cover the world now, and you can't use the changes of Yin and Yang to explain the universe. The hexagrams we created are enough for the current human race to use!"
Fuxi turned around and told Xuandu, "Every generation has its own mission. I am responsible for starting the beginning, and let the others do the rest. What we have to do next is to promote these words. This is a big step.
A heavy job.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xuandu was thoughtful and asked: "The co-leader seems to have a mission platform?"
Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Du, I thought you only cared about the great road!"
Xuandu's face turned slightly red.
…
Fuxi and Xuandu returned to Chen, opened a missionary station again, made Xuandu its master, and granted him the title of Great Master.
Also summon the Da Ting family, Bai Huang family, Zhong Zhong family, Lu Li family, Li Lian family, He Xu family, Zun Lu family, Huan Chaos family, Hao Ying family, Ge Tian family, Zhu Xiang family, Yin Kang family and Wu Huai family.
Wait for the thirteen major ministries to come to discuss matters.
"Co-owner!"
Fu Xi said: "I surveyed the geography, drew a picture of the universe, and derived three hundred and eighty-four lines based on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. I made a written deed and put it on the mission platform, under the supervision of the great master Xuandu. You should practice it well and pass it on to me.
Clan, in order to inherit the great road of the human race and open up the wisdom of all peoples!"
The leaders of the thirteen tribes were overjoyed and convinced of Fuxi.
"We will obey the order of the co-lord!"
Qing Gan looked at Xuandu on the mission platform, feeling depressed.
"This guy Fuxi secretly went to do important things without calling me, which made me work in vain for so long!"
Over the years, he has worked hard to let ordinary people learn witchcraft, but it has been of no use.
Most people really can't learn it.
But Qinggan is not without its harvest.
He found that the tribes that intermarried with the witch tribe had a good command of the witch script.
After investigating the shaman tribes one after another, Qing Qian came up with a whim and planned to allow all human beings to intermarry with the shaman tribe, so that humans and witches could mix and use witchcraft without any hindrance.
Qing Gan came back in high spirits and told Fu Xi this "good idea".
The way Fuxi looked at Qingqian was quite complicated.
"From now on, you should study martial arts carefully and leave this kind of thing to me." He told Qing Qian earnestly and showed his results.