Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 209 Hetu Luoshu!

If the Great Accomplishment Level Golden Body of Merit is used to improve cultivation, it can be elevated to the Daluo Golden Immortal level in an instant, adding another peak powerhouse to the human race. Of course, this is the worst method among the many ways to apply merit, and the method that Jiang Haofeng least recommends.

Moreover, Fuxi had no such plan. Ever since he obtained the first step of merit at the age of ten, Fuxi has never used any merit. Fuxi has not even practiced until now. He usually just wanders around the tribe, looking at the sky, the earth, and the people, thinking about the key.

Of course, Jiang Haofeng had no plan to interfere with Fuxi. With the Saint Nuwa standing behind Fuxi, he didn't need to think too much and could just wait quietly for Fuxi to grow up.

Time passed day by day during the prehistoric times, and Fuxi's inventions became more and more popular among human beings. Music, musicians, and pieces of music sprang up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and gradually formed a set of ritual and music system of human beings.

As the ritual and music system gradually matured, Fuxi's name became widely known and his prestige among the human race increased.

Although Fuxi has never left the Leiyun tribe since he was born, his name has long spread throughout the human race. Even in the marginal tribes of the human race, everyone knows that there is an elder named Fuxi in the tribe who has made great contributions to the tribe.

Correspondingly, the higher Fuxi's prestige, the more human race's luck gathered on him. The human race's luck on Fuxi was growing and improving almost every moment. The vast luck gathered into an illusory luck light column, enveloping Fuxi.

All evils retreat, and all defenses are invulnerable!

Above the clouds, Jiang Haofeng looked at the mighty pillar of luck and light in the void, his eyes flashing. With such a pillar of luck and light, even an ordinary quasi-saint would be unable to do anything to Fuxi.

Among the human race at present, the only ones who have enough luck to suppress Fuxi are probably himself and Suiren. Although he is a hidden vein, he often takes action. After all, in the early days of the human race, he is the only one who can compete with the quasi-saint. If he does not take action, no one in the entire human race can take action.

Although the tribesmen did not know his name, they knew that there was such an ancestor. Naturally, the luck would be bestowed upon him. In addition to the visible veins, he was the ancestor of the hidden veins, and the first ancestor of the hidden veins. All the luck of the hidden veins was bestowed upon Jiang Haofeng.

Although the number of people with hidden veins is small, and their luck is not as good as that of people with visible veins, it is still not a small number.

Suiren sits at the center of the human race and is the first among the ancestors of the Xianmai, although no one has said it explicitly and there is no clear ranking among the ancestors.

However, the strength and prestige of the ancestors are different, so naturally there will be levels. Suiren is the most prestigious person among the elders of the visible veins. Suiren's status in the visible veins is equivalent to Jiang Haofeng's status in the hidden veins.

Among the three sages of Xianmai, Dachao and Zhisheng were all uninterested in managing clan affairs, and a large amount of luck in Xianmai was concentrated on Suiren.

Nowadays, only his own and Suiren's luck can surpass Fuxi. Even Dachao and Zhisheng, who rank second and third among the Xianmai, are slightly inferior to Fuxi.

Without leaving his house, he already has such prestige, he is worthy of being the ancient almighty, Emperor Fuxi.

Originally, Jiang Haofeng was a little curious about how Fuxi became the emperor, but now he understands that the throne of emperor is already in Fuxi's pocket.

Fuxi has such prestige among the human race now. When he evolves the innate eight trigrams in the future and uses them to guide the human race and help them avoid disasters and seek good fortune, his prestige will be further elevated. By then, Fuxi will probably only need to raise his arm to become the emperor.

Jiang Haofeng looked at Fuxi who was observing the sky below, and a smile appeared on his face. He was afraid that in less than a few years, he would be able to witness the birth of the first human emperor!

Five years passed slowly. During these five years, Fuxi did not invent anything new, but his prestige was stronger than before, and the luck of the human race gathered on him also grew a lot stronger.

There is no other reason. The normal life of the human race is basically related to Fuxi. The human race is still in the fishing and hunting period, but whether it is fishing or hunting, it is inseparable from Fuxi. Fishing has Fuxi's fishing nets, hunting has Fuxi's bows and traps.
In other words, apart from picking wild fruits, the survival of the human race today is related to Fuxi. Every time people use a bow and arrow, use a fishing net, or dig a trap, they will think of Fuxi.

In addition to the food necessary for survival, when the human race had free time and started celebrating with each other, they still used the musical instruments and music invented by Fuxi.

Fuxi’s inventions have been integrated into the normal life of the human race. As long as the human race exists, there will be a steady stream of good fortune bestowed upon Fuxi.

During these five years, Fuxi was not idle. He set foot in every corner and every inch of land within the tribe, including the Lei Ze next to the tribe, the Fenghou Valley on the plain, the mountains standing between heaven and earth, the earth that carries everything, and the boundless sky that covers everything...
One day, Fuxi was meditating by the river. In the river, a group of tribesmen were fishing with the fishing net invented by Fuxi. Suddenly, waves arose in the water, and a small turtle appeared in the water and swam towards the river.

The appearance of the little turtle instantly attracted Fuxi's attention.

As the little turtle approached, Fuxi was shocked to find that there was a jade plate hanging in its mouth. There were some strange little dots on the jade plate, forming mysterious patterns. For a moment, Fuxi looked at the patterns on the jade plate and fell into deep thought.

It was not until the little turtle crawled to Fuxi's feet that Fuxi woke up. However, the moment Fuxi's eyes fell, a mysterious light flashed on the little turtle's body, and it turned into an ancient tortoise shell. Four crisscrossing lines on the tortoise shell formed a nine-square grid, and on each of the nine-square grids, a mysterious rune was engraved.

The runes are natural, as if they grew out of the tortoise shell.

For a moment, Fuxi, who had just come to his senses, was attracted by the tortoise shell again and fell into deep thought again.

It was not until the evening that Fuxi woke up. Looking at the tortoise shell in his hand and the jade plate in front of him, Fuxi's face showed surprise. He quickly put away the tortoise shell and jade plate and walked towards his tribe.

Not long after, Fuxi opened up a cave on the mountain next to the tribe, where he concentrated on studying the patterns on the tortoise shells and jade plates.

Above the clouds, Jiang Haofeng's eyes flashed with a gleam. The River Map and the Luo Shu, the spiritual treasures that accompanied the former Demon Emperor, finally found their most suitable masters.

The River Chart and the Luo Shu have arrived, and it seems that Fuxi is not far from evolving the Eight Trigrams.

I just don’t know what happened to the previous owner of the River Map and Luoshu. In the last battle between the Lich and the Wizard, Kunpeng took away the River Map and Luoshu and fled far away. Now the River Map and Luoshu appear here, and I don’t know how Kunpeng is doing.

(End of this chapter)