Xiaojianxian of the prehistoric and wild

Chapter 228 227. Proof
Huaxu tribe.

Compared with when Ye Xiao left, the Huaxu tribe is a little quieter now.

In fact, not only the Huaxu tribe is like this, but the development of the entire human race has been hindered by successive natural disasters.

Back in the Huaxu Tribe, Ye Xiao directly found the Great Master Xuandu.

"Senior Brother Xuandu, I'm back."

Seeing Ye Xiao, Master Xuandu couldn't help showing a look of joy in his eyes: "Junior Brother, how do you go?"

Taking out Hetu Luoshu, Ye Xiao smiled slightly: "I live up to my trust."

Looking at the Hetu Luoshu in Ye Xiao's hand, Master Xuandu also showed a smile on his face: "With this treasure, Fuxi's Taoism is complete."

Seeing this, Ye Xiao also jokingly said, "It doesn't matter whether Fuxi's Taoism is successful or not, the important thing is that senior brother can explain to Miss Hua Xu."

Hearing what Ye Xiao said, Master Xuandu looked embarrassed: "Don't talk nonsense, let's find a way to send Hetu Luoshu to Fuxi."

Water is the source of life, and all living things are basically inseparable from water.

Therefore, the major tribes of the human race basically live by mountains and rivers.

The Huaxu tribe is no exception.

Luoshui is a river that flows through the Huaxu tribe.

These days, Fuxi not only has to worry about the affairs of the tribe, but also has to deal with various natural disasters. Most importantly, he also wants to find a way to prevent all tribes from natural disasters. Therefore, he now Every day can be said to be very busy.

On this day, Fuxi finally had some free time, so he left the tribe alone and went out for a walk.

Walking and walking, Fuxi came to the bank of Luoshui River without knowing it.

Feeling the oncoming breeze and the fresh air by the river, Fuxi's heartstrings, which had been tense for a while, relaxed a little.

He found a big rock by the river and sat down, admiring the beautiful scenery by the river, he couldn't help sighing in his heart - it would be great if every human race could have such a leisurely life.

The current human race is still far from his ideal, and all of this requires his continued efforts.

Sitting quietly by the river for a while, although he said that he came out to relax this time, it was still difficult for Fuxi to let go of the whole human race in his heart.

Therefore, after sitting for a long time, he picked up a dead branch and began to write and draw on the land by the river.

Simple and unsophisticated but mysterious patterns appear on the ground with Fuxi's paintings, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

These days, Fuxi has been focusing on creating a method for the human race to predict natural disasters, and these patterns on the ground are his achievements.

It's just that Fuxi knows that although he has some ideas about the new universal derivation technique, it is still far from being completely perfect.

In fact, creating a technique of derivation is not a difficult problem.

After all, as long as one's cultivation has reached a certain level, one can more or less know how to deduce it.

The difficulty with this question is that it is universal.

What Fuxi wants is a method of deduction that ordinary people can learn, and this is the problem.

Fuxi gradually became fascinated by writing and drawing.

Although he had been busy with tribal affairs before that and had never been in touch with these things, after having this idea, Fuxi found that he seemed to be very talented in this area. What many people were puzzled about, he But it's easy to think about.

What's more, even the cultivation base that he had neglected for a long time has improved by leaps and bounds following his derivation.

It's a pity that even so, he still hasn't created a technique of derivation that satisfies him.

Fuxi sat by the river for a long time.

Twilight is approaching.

Fuxi threw away the dead branch in his hand, and sighed.

This time the derivation failed again.

He can feel that he is only a little bit away from success now, but he still can't find the key to that point.

Could it be that God does not bless the human race?
With a long sigh in his heart, Fuxi was ready to go back to the tribe.

No matter how the technique of deduction progresses, he is always the patriarch of the Huaxu tribe, and he still has many things to do besides derivation.

However, when Fuxi was about to return to the tribe, a sudden change occurred in the Luoshui beside him.

Boundless spiritual light bloomed from Luoshui without warning, and at the same time, the whole Luoshui boiled.

The sudden change naturally caught Fuxi's attention beside Luoshui.

He looked at the boiling Luoshui, his expression tightened, and his magic power couldn't help but condense.

Is it going to flood again?

What are those auras?
Could it be that there are evil spirits at work?

At this moment, Fuxi thought a lot.

However, he guessed wrong.

In Luoshui, the river was churning continuously.

Finally, under Fuxi's nervous gaze, the whole Luoshui split from the middle.

A magnificent dragon horse and an ancient mysterious tortoise rose from the crack. It was not until this time that Fuxi discovered that the aura in Luoshui came from these two, to be precise, from on the backs of both.

That steed's dragon horse carried a jade book on its back, and that ancient black tortoise carried a stone slab on its back.

Longma and Xuangui came to Fuxi and looked down at Fuxi.

Fuxi also looked at the two divine beasts.

He didn't feel hostility from the dragon horse and the black turtle.

Just when Fuxi was a little confused about the meaning of the dragon horse and the black tortoise, the dragon horse and the black tortoise seemed to have finally recognized Fuxi, and they let out a long cry at the same time, and then turned into a stream of light and dissipated directly.

All that remained in front of Fuxi was the jade book and a stone tablet.

Sensing the astonishing aura contained in these two items, Fuxi bowed his head and picked up the jade book and the stone slab with some curiosity in his heart.

That is to say, the moment Fuxi's hand touched the jade book and the slate, the boundless torrent of information directly poured into Fuxi's mind, making Fuxi freeze in place on the spot.

After a long time, a smile appeared on Fuxi's face, and he looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "My way has been accomplished."

After finishing speaking, Fuxi sat cross-legged on the spot.

At the same time, boundless spiritual energy gathered from all directions, covering Fuxi like a cloud.

An extremely mysterious aura also spread out in all directions around this center.

At this moment, the existence of the entire Three Realms that has reached a certain level of cultivation is almost felt by the heart.

All of a sudden, countless eyes focused on the Luoshui River.

33 days away, in Wa Palace.

Nu Wa, whose complexion had hardly improved since the Battle of Mending the Sky, finally showed a gratified smile on her face.

"Brother, are you coming back?"

Huaxu tribe.

Ye Xiao and Master Xuandu looked at the side of the Luoshui River and smiled at each other.

Fuxi is finally going to testify.

"The order goes on, no one is allowed to disturb the patriarch."

In the tribe, Hua Xu made arrangements in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)