When Fuxi preached, he was also measuring the world with his own feet.
Travel through thousands of rivers and mountains, and walk through all the world.
Wherever Fu Xi went, the natural textures engraved in all things were illuminated, clearly showing the world the mystery of the great road.
At the same time, he is also reflecting himself with the laws and principles contained in all things.
Even though he has long stood at the top of the world, Fuxi's Taoism has still grown slowly but surely in the process.
One ancient star after another, one source of life after another, Fuxi left his own footprints.
Not only the human race, but all creatures are bathed in its kindness.
In fact, the restrictions placed on the human race during the Jueling Era were relatively small.
The vast majority of human beings have weak bodies and almost entirely rely on acquired cultivation.
Even if the source of heaven and earth is cut off, humans can still make tools, build city-states, and find ways to spread the fire of civilization.
But for the demon clan, it is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky to light up the spiritual wisdom in the era of extraordinary spirits.
The same is true for many naturally powerful strange races. The concentration of the source energy of heaven and earth is no longer enough to support their existence.
The survival and reproduction of the race have become problems.
As a result, most of them had to come to an end sadly and withdraw from the stage of history.
Of course, there are also some races that have degenerated in order to continue, and have even become savage beasts in the wilderness, and are no longer sacred.
But in the end, the bloodline was continued. One day, when the world changes again and the Tao becomes popular, these savage beasts will be the seeds of ethnic rejuvenation.
Fuxi preached in the Jueling Age and opened up a sacred land for spiritual practice. He undoubtedly lit a bright light in the darkness and guided all those who were interested in spiritual practice.
At the same time, Nuwa naturally did not fall behind, and she was also resolutely practicing her own way.
The universe is vast and there are countless galaxies.
Although most of the star fields are dead and dry, in general, there are not a few stars or ancient places with traces of life.
In mythology, or in the ancient times, there were close exchanges between many ancient stars. Not only did saints and others cross the stars, but there were also countless star gates connected to each other, so close to each other.
But nowadays, it is almost impossible for even the strongest person from an ancient life star to set foot outside the territory, let alone cross the void.
The records about the depths of the starry sky in ancient historical books have become the only common yearning in the hearts of the monks of this era.
It would be fine if the Source Qi was cut off, but this world is often not peaceful.
Although there is no such destruction and calamity as the sword of heaven's will, there is no way to survive and the heart of heaven is gone.
Without the suppression of the great road, natural and man-made disasters often manifested in many ancient places of life.
Floods, severe droughts, plagues, cold disasters... fell from the sky, as if God was angry and wanted to punish all souls.
However, the monks in the Jueling Era were weak and often unable to compete with this huge power of heaven and earth.
Civilization was destroyed, leaving behind the seeds of hope to rebuild the homeland after the catastrophe, and the process repeated itself over and over again.
Nuwa traveled throughout the world and saw scenes like this.
Mourning was everywhere, and the mournful sounds of all souls soared into the sky.
It shouldn’t be like this——
Nuwa let out a long sigh and finally couldn't help but take action.
"This is!?"
On the earth that was almost completely submerged by the flood, all the living beings hiding in various places reacted simultaneously and raised their heads together.
I saw a figure shrouded in brilliant rays of light flying through the air, scattering bright light rain.
Immediately, the flood receded, and the earth became full of life again, and all things flourished.
Seeing the miracle, all living beings cheered and worshiped on the restored earth.
As a powerful person who has achieved enlightenment in an alternative way, Nuwa has transformed into thousands of people and can save all souls.
Scenes like this are happening at the same time on countless ancient stars and places of origin in the universe.
Of course, these are just symptoms. The root cause of natural and man-made disasters is the instability of the avenue.
In order to fundamentally solve this problem, Nuwa's incarnation tried to promote the revival of the avenue in various ancient stars and origins of life.
The avenue rumbled, and many strange phenomena appeared in the heaven and earth. The legend of "Nuwa patching up the sky" became widely spread in the world.
Although it was extremely difficult to promote the recovery of the Ancient Star Avenue due to the collapse of Tianxin, Nuwa succeeded at all costs, even at the cost of more than one incarnation.
At infinite heights, in the vast chaos, Fuxi and Nuwa meet again.
For thousands of years, the two men's footprints have spread to almost every corner of the human world, preaching to all spirits and helping the world and saving people.
Above the world of mortals, the two of them stood side by side, overlooking the three thousand worlds.
What you see in front of you is that the great road is revived, the origin of heaven and earth is flowing, and the world is full of vitality and prosperity.
Many geniuses have emerged, full of energy, and want to find their own way to invincibility.
It's like a scene where the golden age is about to come.
However, Fuxi and Nuwa couldn't help but frown slightly, looking at their initial starting point in this life.
That ancient star has been re-occupied by the aura of destruction. The avenue is unstable, the source energy is declining, and there are signs that natural and man-made disasters are about to manifest.
Fuxi and Nuwa looked at each other, then raised their heads in unison, looking towards the infinite heights.
There was nothing there, only a faint mysterious and supreme aura flowing around.
"That's right, if all the ways are not gathered together and the heart of heaven is not revealed, what we do will be in vain after all." Fuxi sighed.
In fact, although Fuxi preached widely in the human world, for thousands of years, no one in this world has reached a profound level of cultivation.
It's not that the monks in this world are lacking in talent, it's just that the more advanced the practice is, the more they need to understand the Tao.
However, if the Heavenly Mind of Ten Thousand Daos is not revealed, simply observing the traces of Dao engraved in the mountains and rivers is ultimately not enough to allow the world to reach a higher realm.
"The light of hope is fleeting. Are all sentient beings doomed to sink into misery again?"
According to what we see before us, I am afraid that in just a thousand years, everything that the two of them have worked so hard to change will return to its original position, and the Age of Jue Ling will come again.
Nuwa's face was filled with sincere sorrow, and it was obviously difficult to accept this ending.
The two people had the same mind, and immediately set up a divine rainbow, which went straight into the high place, far above the hearts of the gods.
This is a strange space filled with the aura of prehistoric times, and it is also the source of the change of the world and the birth of the aura of destruction.
Even the existence of the Supreme Series is difficult to find without the coordinates of this place.
A majestic figure sits cross-legged in the center of this world, wearing the robe of the God of the Mythical Age, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he is enlightening and practicing.
Just sitting there cross-legged, it seems that he has penetrated the past, present and future, confusing illusion and reality, but he is eternal.
Behind him, a snow-white heavenly sword rose and fell, dividing Yin and Yang, setting off a boundless tide of chaos.
As if sensing the arrival of Fuxi and Nuwa, the man slowly opened his eyes, and the scene of time rushing by and the universe being disillusioned flashed by:
"How do you feel about entering the world this time?"
The third update will have to wait a while, I'm very sorry. It will be updated around 20:00.
(End of chapter)
