Chapter nine hundred and ninety seventh Taikoo five saints
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Wearing a bright yellow robe, he is tall and tall, wearing straw shoes on his feet. His black hair hangs down behind his head. He has an ancient appearance and a graceful demeanor.
"Is this person the Emperor's Fuxi?"
Daluo Jinxian's cultivation in the middle stage was one level behind him.
A Bagua-shaped talisman in the Dantian exudes a strong array and Taoist charm.
Obviously, this is a formation talisman based on Bagua.
A simple tortoise shell and an agile dragon and horse are like two satellites, constantly rotating around the talisman.
The strong innate Tao charm and powerful aura made Xu Junming instantly understand their identities.
Hetu Luoshu.
It is no longer a counterfeit refined the day after tomorrow, but the real treasure of the demon clan, left behind by Emperor Jun.
Through the Dayan Divine Mirror, one can clearly see the forty-eight innate spiritual prohibitions in the two spiritual treasures.
There is no doubt that this is the top innate spiritual treasure.
Apart from the Tai Chi Diagram, the Qiankun Cauldron, the Chaos Clock, and the Dayan Divine Mirror, he has never seen any treasure that can surpass the Hetu Luoshu.
With a thought in his heart, his body floated up, slowly landed on the ground, and he greeted him with a smile.
"It is a great honor for our Chongshan family to have the visit of Holy Emperor Fuxi."
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. I wish I could have visited earlier, but things are complicated and it has been difficult to get away from it. When I came here today, I realized that our human race actually has great talents like fellow Taoist, and there is a rich and prosperous place like Chongshan."
"The Holy Emperor will give you the award, please."
"please."
After everyone took their seats.
"Bai Yuanxing?"
Hearing the sound, he quickly stood up and came to the center with an expression of great respect.
"Please ask the Holy Master for instructions."
"For many years, you have stayed with Holy Emperor Fuxi to assist you, and you have done your best and made great contributions. I have nine 'Daluo Five Yellow Pills' here to reward you."
Bai Yuanxing looked excited as he looked at the cyan porcelain bottle that slowly flew in front of him.
He had heard about the reputation of Daluo Wuhuang Dan for a long time, but unfortunately he was always away from home and never enjoyed it.
I originally planned to use this time to come back and buy a few pills from the main hospital market, but before I could do it, the Holy Master gave me a commendation.
Raise your hands above your head, holding the porcelain bottle.
"Disciple, I would like to thank the Holy Master for the treasure."
After smiling and nodding.
"Now that you have entered Daluo, there is no need to call me Holy Master."
Bai Yuanxing was suddenly stunned.
"Disciple pays homage to the master."
In Chongshan Academy, only those disciples who have achieved Da Luo are officially admitted.
Otherwise, we can only be considered as outer disciples.
"Hidden Mountain?"
"teacher."
Fangfeng Zangshan responded respectfully.
"Bai Yuanxing hasn't paid homage to the ancestor yet and entered it into the sect's roster. You can take him there."
"yes."
Bai Yuanxing, who had been looking forward to this day for a long time, bowed respectfully to Xu Junming and Fuxi, and then left the hall with Fangfeng Zangshan.
The Patriarch Hall of Chongshan is not here, but on the Central Peak, one of the Seven Mysterious Peaks in the Buzhou Mountain Cave.
"The disciples trained by Taoist friends are all outstanding, and Yuan Xing is the best among them." Fuxi said.
"It's also because of his good luck and ability that the Holy Emperor favored him and trained him. If not, he might not be where he is today."
The two briefly complimented each other, and Fuxi pondered for a while.
"I don't know something, should I ask it?"
"Holy Emperor, feel free to speak out."
"The Chongshan lineage is so rich and has many systems and treasures that are ahead of other tribes. Why not pass them on to the entire human race?"
"Pindao is a Xuanmen monk who has no intention of becoming the Three Emperors of the Human Race. It is also a coincidence that the branch of Chongshan was passed down. The main branch of the Eastern Barren Human Race has its own path, and Pindao has no intention of disturbing the heavenly secrets and interfering."
Xu Junming didn't make any pretense, he was straightforward and expressed his true intention.
Fuxi's eyes flashed, and he felt a little surprised.
He didn't expect that the other party would say it so directly.
But it’s normal to think about it.
The Three Emperors of the Human Race have been scheduled for a long time. Without a strong background, even if they have accumulated huge merits, they will die in various accidents.
But this kind of thing is only known to a few saints and a few top Hunyuan powers.
"How did he know? It seems that his cultivation level is no more than Daluo Jinxian. It seems that there is another expert behind him."
"It is truly admirable that my fellow Taoist has a pure heart and few desires. He will definitely achieve great achievements on the road in the future."
"The Holy Emperor's wonderful praise."
After pondering for a while, Fuxi continued: "Fellow Taoist, nowadays the human race in the Eastern Barren still mainly fishes and hunts, and their survival is difficult. Every time there is a natural disaster, many people die from freezing and starvation. Under the mountains, there are yellow beams given by the Taoist friends.
With spiritual rice, you can harvest nine stones in three hundred steps. To ordinary people, it can be called a sacred item."
"Fuxi implores fellow Taoists, for the sake of the fact that the Donghuang people and the Buzhou Mountain people belong to the same lineage, teach Huang Liang Lingmi to Donghuang to save the Donghuang people from starvation. Hundreds of millions of people in the East Barren,
I must express my gratitude to my Taoist friends for their great virtues."
Fuxi clasped his fists and saluted, speaking sincerely.
Xu Junming was not surprised by his request.
Huang Liang Lingmi was taught to the Buzhou Mountain people as early as 30 million years ago.
Over the past 30 million years, the number of human beings in Buzhou Mountain has skyrocketed, and the number of monks has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Half of it is due to this thing.
This is also the reason why Shennong later became the Emperor of the Earth with the help of the colorful spiritual rice.
"Since the Holy Emperor asked for yellow rice and rice, it's natural."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Fuxi said excitedly.
Xu Junming smiled and nodded.
"There is no need to say thank you. Just as the Holy Emperor said, the Buzhou Mountain human race is also part of the human race."
As for whether having his Huangliang Lingmi will delay the Emperor's attainment of Shennong status? Isn't he very worried?
Shennong made many achievements, including grains and medicine.
Moreover, the three emperors of the human race already have masters, and their merits are not enough. Even if they rule the human race for a few more years, they will be enough.
Introducing Huang Liang Ling Rice to the human race can also bring him great merits.
"It's an honor to meet the Holy Emperor today. Why don't you and I have a discussion?" Xu Junming said with a smile.
His Tiangong Dao had already reached the perfection of Hunyuan Celestial Immortal, and after 30 million years of consolidation, he was only one chance away from breaking through.
Now that Fuxi has awakened from his past life and regained his Taoism, Xu Junming was moved in his heart and began to discuss Taoism with him.
"Since we are Taoist friends, I am asking for help."
He also wanted to explore the conduct and details of this mysterious Lord Chongshan.
After the two looked at each other, they took a breath and silently activated their magic power.
The next moment, Half Mu Qingyun emerged from three feet above the top door.
Xu Junming is still azure covered by clouds and mist, with dots of stars inside, like the starry sky in the universe, mysterious and mysterious.
Fuxi Qingyun is in eight colors: black, white, red, yellow, blue, blue, purple and green. It is colorful and dazzling with billowing clouds.
Observe with the Dayan Mirror.
There are also three green lotuses in the celebrating clouds above Fuxi's head.
Since the Taoist ancestor Zixiao Palace preached, and after Taoism monks became immortals in the ancient times, the main manifested Tao fruits were lotus flowers.
Fuxi was also a guest in Zixiao Palace back then, and he was no exception.
On the lotus in the middle, eight waves of air surge up, carrying a round eight-colored Taoist fruit, which sinks and floats.
A guqin with a simple shape and eight strings.
This piano is not unfamiliar to him.
During the battle between the lich and the lich, he got the demon corpse of Fuxi by chance, and it was this harp that he held in his arms.
Because of the war, the Fuxi Qin was damaged, but it is now intact.
Of course it has been repaired a long time ago.
On the lotus on the left is the top-notch innate spiritual treasure 'Hetu' that Xu Junming had seen a long time ago, and on the right is the 'Luoshu'.
After briefly feeling Xu Junming's Qingyun, he was about to speak when suddenly the other party's Qingyun leaned directly towards him.
Surprised by the other party's directness and request, Fuxi hesitated but did not refuse.
Qingyun is the manifestation of Dao Fruit. If Guo can directly sense the other party's Dao Fruit, it is far more direct than announcing it verbally.
Simply put.
When it comes to preaching, you can only listen to what the preacher is willing to say.
When Qingyun is connected and Tao and Fruit are connected, you can understand the truth you want to understand.
The former is passive and the latter is active.
In comparison, of course the latter is more beneficial to the ascetics.
"Hutian Taoism?!"
Feeling the rhythm of time coming from Xu Junmingqing's cloud, Fuxi was surprised and instantly became more energetic.
The Way of Hutian is really rare, and there are very few people who can achieve anything.
It's so long ago since the beginning, and he hasn't been born yet, so we don't know.
But in the ancient times, there was only one person who knew the way of Hutian.
Yangmei Immortal in Penghu Cave in Fuyu Mountain.
This person is known as the "Five Ancient Saints" together with Master Hongjun of Zixiao Palace in Yujing Mountain, Qiankun Patriarch of Qiankun Cave in Wuji Mountain, Rahu of Heavenly Demon Palace in Mount Xumi, and Xuanyuan Taoist Master of Penglai Island in the East China Sea.
In that era when tribes were the mainstay, with the Dragon Clan, Wind Clan, Qilin Clan, White Tiger Clan, Giant Spirit Clan, Human Race and other great clans competing for supremacy in the wilderness, the five of them were among the few strong men who had no support from their tribes but could stand at the top of the wilderness.
Later, at the end of the ancient times, before the war between all races.
Immortal Yangmei and Taoist Master Xuanyuan were nowhere to be found.
Master Hongjun and the Patriarch of Qiankun fought against Rahu and beheaded him at the foot of Mount Sumeru.
After this battle, there was no news from the ancestor of Qiankun.
After hundreds of millions of years of seclusion, Master Hongjun became the Golden Immortal of the Hunyuan Dynasty. He preached in Zixiao Palace on Yujing Mountain. He listened to three thousand sermons and spread throughout the world. He was honored as the Taoist Patriarch.
Memories about the ancient times flashed quickly through my mind.
He never expected that this True Lord of Chongshan, whom he had never heard of in ancient times, could actually understand the twelve supreme avenues that are also called time, creation, cause and effect, etc.
After taking a deep breath, clear away distracting thoughts, and carefully comprehend the vast and mysterious Taoist rhyme of space.
The opportunity was rare and he didn't want to let it go.
Next to him, Fuxi's son Taihao, watching his father discussing Taoism with the True Monarch of Chongshan, also let Qingyun go and came closer.
"The Way of Hutian?!"
He glanced at Xu Junming in shock, not daring to neglect, and quickly meditated on it.
There are not many opportunities to comprehend the Twelve Paths.
Xu Junming doesn't care what the father and son think.
Activate the Dayan Divine Mirror to quickly understand the charm of Fuxi's formation.
As the top powerhouse of the demon clan in ancient times and a member of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, Fuxi's cultivation at his peak reached the perfection of Hunyuan True Immortal.
If it hadn't been for the Lich War later on, there would be no hope of getting rid of the obsession and becoming a Hunyuan Xuanxian.
In fact, as the elder brother, his cultivation has always been better than that of his younger sister Nuwa.
However, Nuwa's luck was better than his. With the help of her teacher Hongjun's advice, she became a saint of heaven and her strength skyrocketed.