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Chapter 671 Fuxi's Transformation
"Who is that?" Li Xiaoyao's eyes twitched and pointed outside the Tianmen.

It was because in an environment filled with pure air and immortals everywhere, the demonic aura among the demons, among the demons dressed in dark clothes, the demon led by the one wearing a white Taoist robe was extremely obvious.

It’s not like all the demons from outside the divine realm came to watch the fun, and there were no immortals or gods in charge.

It was because of that face.

He clearly recognized it.

"He, he is the most famous demon in recent times." Xian Tong said, "Whether it is a god or a demon, I mean the real kind, compared with other races in the six realms, they are extremely rare."

"God chooses to make immortals into gods."

"As for demons, they open the door to convenience and accept everyone who comes. It is said that the demon clan is transformed from gods."

"But even so, there are only a handful of people who have the talent to become gods or demons."

"In recent years, I mean using the time sequence of the immortal world, apart from Taiqing of Shushan becoming a god, only Xuanxiao of Qionghua became a demon."

"Most of the rest are half-gods and half-demons."

Xian Tong suddenly lowered his voice, "But there is no such statement on the surface. If you see someone who looks a bit [arrogant], just call him a god. Don't let it out. If you do, don't say it was me who said it."

"Ahem, let's continue with the topic just now."

"The demon thought of a way."

"Start from the inner Shushan."

"After he tore off a part of his soul and reincarnated as a human, he joined Shushan and later became the head of Shushan."

"You know [Demon Subduing Manual], right? He was the one who made it."

"He set most of the shortcuts to becoming an immortal as [external ways] and [forbidden techniques], and did not even seek to become an immortal, but focused on entering the world to catch monsters and do good deeds to accumulate virtue."

"This really pissed off those Shushan Sect immortals who claim to be disciples of the Emperor of Heaven and look down on others all day long, but they can't go down to the mortal world."

The fairy boy smiled triumphantly.

Li Xiaoyao's face darkened. He was also from Shushan, the leader, and now he was also an immortal.

Fairchild didn't notice.

"It makes sense to cut off the supply of immortals from the God Realm, but Li Shushan is isolated from the Demon Realm. Although monsters are the predecessors of demons, capturing monsters and putting them in the tower will only strengthen the monsters and has nothing to do with demons."

"Do you know why he did this?"

"Why?" Li Xiaoyao asked.

“Because he discovered that truly powerful monsters can shed their forms in the [Monster Water] and become demons with the same structure as gods,” said the fairy boy.

"So, he made some minor changes to the Demon Locking Tower."

"The passage to Lishu Mountain is more hidden, and the [Demon-Transforming Water] inside the tower has been added."

"Didn't you say there were only Taiqing and Xuanxiao?" Li Xiaoyao asked.

"Hey, this is a shortcut. It's just like taking the elixir bestowed by the Emperor of Heaven." The fairy boy said, "From a powerful fairy or monster, to a young god or devil."

“It takes most of the time to grow.”

"This kind of god needs to stay outside the divine realm for a long time in order to mature as quickly as possible. He is not even as good as a demigod."

"But the demon world is different. Everything there is chaotic, including time and space. Becoming a young demon is a wiser choice."

"With this move, that demon has trained no less than ten demons."

“Is there no response from the God Realm?” asked Li Xiaoyao, the leader of Shushan Sect, who was unaware that the Demon Locking Tower had collapsed.

"A thousand years on earth, seven days in the divine world." The fairy boy glared at Li Xiaoyao as if he was an idiot. "It takes time to verify and go through the process."

"It's just like the martial arts performance between Fei Peng Divine General and the Emperor of Heaven after they returned from the catastrophe."

"Under their divine power, the time inside the Star Curtain is isolated from the outside world. It is only beginning now."

"Look, they're finally moving!"

Inside the star curtain.

"Fei Peng, I haven't seen you for just ten days, and yet you've become so powerful." Fuxi exclaimed.

As he spoke, he stood up, the stringless harp on his knees made a crisp sound, and a magic sword appeared from it.

The sword body was as clear as autumn water, and the black and white energies between the blades were like fighting dragons. The ink-colored Xuanyin and the white Shaoyang were sometimes distinct and sometimes merged into one.

The most amazing thing is that the hilt and the sword body are always floating half an inch in the air, and there is a wisp of dark yellow cloud lingering in between the broken and connected parts, in which the River Map and Luoshu, King Wen's Eight Diagrams can be seen faintly, and then it returns to chaos and turns into a brilliant sea of ​​stars, as if the entire Milky Way has been refined into a wedge for the joint.

"Ten days? I'm in the human world." Jingtian said.

"The divine world is a place close to the Tao, a pure and spiritual place that eliminates turbid air and manifests the Tao." Fuxi said, "The ten days here are more precious than the thousand or ten thousand days in the human world."

"and"

He raised the sword in his hand.

"My time in the human world was no less than yours, and I also see the human world's desires more deeply than you do."

"Your Majesty, since you are not shy about it, I am willing to help you." Jingtian took out a crystal from his arms and crushed it.

"Qing Leng, you admit defeat? You admit defeat?"

Along with the sound, there appeared a haha-sized picture of Fuxi with a mouth full of black teeth and black blood gushing out of his right eye.

At the same time, the star curtain became clear, and even if the immortals and gods withdrew the spiritual power from their eyes, they could still see everything inside the star curtain clearly.

Fuxi: You you bastard!

The gods present were fine, at worst they could use the memory modification technique again, just like when Aoiha defected.

But the group of laughing and lawless demons outside the gate
Even though Fuxi's humanity had just recovered a little, his blood was still rushing to his head, his ears were buzzing, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

He had never encountered such an opponent in his life.

Although Shennong was strong, he was honest. He only thought of resisting when he was bullied too much.

Nuwa was weak and allowed him to do what he wanted, but she was strong when he wanted to kill someone, causing him to be caught off guard and kill his wife.

Seeing Fuxi draw his sword, Chonglou wanted to get mad, but he finally came to his senses and raised his hoe, "You didn't use your full strength before! Why didn't you use the sword before!"

Fuxi, who was already unhappy, raised his eyebrows and said, "I am not a reckless man like you. I have to have different ways of dealing with different opponents."

"You are someone who can return from nothingness to full glory in an instant and possesses all kinds of extraordinary abilities. Naturally, you should use the harp to play the chapter of creation with my heart of Tao as the string, and create a foot of pure land in front of you."

"As for those who surpass me in the Dao and whose accumulated strength is not as good as mine, Fei Peng, I must naturally use the way of the Sword Immortal."

“Humans are indeed a very creative race.”

The gods, demons, immortals, monsters and beasts who were watching were in an uproar.

The Emperor of Heaven, Fuxi, is also the ancestor of swords, and the [Fuxi Sword] is the first sword in the world.

The way of the sword immortal that he praised was naturally extraordinary, but it originated from humans who lived at the bottom of the six realms.

This shock was even greater than the Emperor of Heaven admitting that Fei Peng had surpassed him in the way of Taoism.

The divine world is rigid, limiting all changes with absolute order.

The long period of peace has prevented most gods from honing their skills.

Taiqing, who was transformed from an immortal into a god, is one of the most powerful gods.

From his own experience, it is normal that the Emperor of Heaven is not as good as Fei Peng who has been tempered in the human world.

Admitting that you are not as good as immortals is the open-mindedness and leisure of God.

"Use a sword against me?"

Where the galaxy hangs upside down, Jingtian walked forward under the broken moonlight, and [Zhaodan] appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"I have a sword that can destroy love."

The sword tip trembled slightly, and the cold light was like a waterfall.

The sword of annihilation aimed at all sentient beings attacked Fuxi.

Fuxi swung his sword, and the black and white energies evolved into stars in the sky, mountains, and rivers.

One sword creates the world!

Chonglou's eyes shone with brilliance, worthy of being the ancestor of swordsmanship! But the waterfall-like sword light turned into nothingness, and a more mysterious change occurred!
Fuxi flew back, and there reappeared a foot of pure land that Chonglou could not penetrate.

However, everything is in vain.

The waterfall-like sword light was even faster, piercing straight into the humanity deep in his soul that he had worked so hard to maintain and nurture.

The sun, moon and stars on the black robe shone brightly. If he was just a firefly before, he was now the sun.

The immortals and gods who were unaware of the situation mistakenly believed that Fuxi had the upper hand.

Fuxi's brow was filled with anger. Even though he was about to become a Taoist and no longer had any anger in his body, he still caused the Tianchi to evaporate instantly.

Jingtian took another step forward and the sword in his hand turned into a [Magic Sword].

"I have a sword that can break the calamity."

The faces of the audience outside the star screen were full of confusion. They did not see any sword light.
Only the eyes can peek into the tower of [Tao] and see the invisible, intangible, formless sword that slashes towards [Tao].

The enchanting purple sword light changes from one to thousands, and then to tens of thousands.
He suddenly saw the dense bronze chains on Fuxi's body.

A hint of doubt flashed across Fuxi's self which was approaching nothingness.

This sword was clearly aimed at the [Taoism Tribulation] that had trapped him for a long time. His spiritual perception made him give up resistance and pointed the sword downwards.

The sword destroyed Fuxi's false form.

His figure began to disintegrate.

Its true form - another small six realms appeared.

The sun, moon and stars on the black robe were falling one by one, and each one turned into mountains and rivers in the small six worlds.

But that is completely different from the real six realms, and even the small six realms before Jingtian.

All beings in the six realms are puppets, and cause and effect are threads.

God thought he controlled everything, following the will of heaven, and controlled people, monsters, beasts, ghosts, and immortals by hanging silk threads from the white clouds. But he was also a part of this drama.

The demons think they are free and act recklessly, but their arrogance and unruliness are just a scene in the script of Heaven.

The ghost world is the center of reincarnation, but it is also the most tightly controlled link by the heaven. The puppet thread hangs down from the god world, passes through the ghost world, and weaves the cause and effect of reincarnation into a web.

Countless humans are like clay puppets, repeating the cycle of birth, aging, illness and death under the pull of puppet strings. Their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness are precisely calculated, and even the trajectory of their tears follows the destiny of heaven.

The fairyland is adjacent to the godland, the floating mountain is suspended in the void, and solidified spiritual springs flow between the mountains. The immortals sit on the cloud platform, their faces are as perfect as jade carvings, but without a trace of life.

Where the silk threads intersect - where the invisible and formless heavenly way is, a human figure condensed from Pangu's essence, energy and spirit is being reshaped in it.

The ground veins extending from under his feet were collapsing in the reverse direction, the mountains, rivers, and the country were re-melted into meteorite iron, and the plants, insects, and fish were degenerated into the breath of Pangu.

A [person], Nuwa hopes to name her creation after him, a [person] like Jingtian is about to be born!

All living beings in the six realms subconsciously raised their heads. Even the farmers working the soil, their spiritual wisdom buried deep within themselves, were terrified of this person who wanted to control everything and make everything a destiny.

In the divine realm, the immortals, gods, demons, monsters and beasts of the six small realms of Fuxi saw it with their own eyes and wanted to stop it.

Even Ao Xu, who was the most loyal to Fuxi, had some doubts in his heart.

Chonglou, who was ready to watch and not join the battle, raised the [Shennong Leisi] again.

But he hesitated in front of the confidence on Jingtian's face.

Jingtian seemed to have expected this. He took another step forward and the sword in his hand turned into [Kai Tian].

The moment [Kai Tian Sword] appeared in the world, the six realms trembled simultaneously.

The sword has no edge, but it reflects the chaos at the beginning of the universe.

"I have a sword that can split the sky."

The trajectory of Jingtian's sword passed through the present world and the illusion. Even the Tao evaporated in front of him, and even Chonglou could not capture it.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the humanoid.

"Oh, that's not enough?"

He raised his hand, and [Kai Tian] turned into a stream of light and sank into his forehead.

The next moment, [the man] transformed into Pangu again.

His body began to expand, his skin turned into the earth, his blood turned into rivers, his bones turned into mountains, and his eyes turned into the sun and the moon.

This is Pangu's true body, which is purer than Fuxi, but retains Jingtian's will.

"Since you want to transform into a human being," his voice echoed in every corner of the six realms, "then I will help you open the sky."

The shadow of the Axe of Creation condensed in his palm, and wherever the axe blade passed, the barriers of the Small Six Realms shattered.

The human form that Fuxi had just condensed was split in half by the axe light, the clear air rose to become the sky, the turbid air sank to become the earth, and the mountains, rivers and streams were rearranged into a more perfect form.

In Chonglou's all-seeing eyes, the two six realms are merging:

The city of the human world rises from the ground and connects with the floating mountain of the fairy world;

The lava from the demon world poured into the river of oblivion in the ghost world, turning into a warm spiritual spring;

The roots of the ancient trees in the demon world penetrated the heavenly steps of the divine world and blossomed into colorful flowers.

The last bit of Fuxi's consciousness wandered on the edge of the six realms.

He saw that the heavenly law he had transformed into was dissolving, and being replaced by a freer and more complete law.

Those emotions and desires that he had deliberately suppressed, and then cherished but kept slipping away, were now turning into spring rain that nourished all things.

He looked at Shennong's return.

"Big brother."

The words didn't come out of my mouth yet.

"This is the real six realms." Jingtian's voice gradually faded away. "The six realms are forty-nine, and you can escape from one of them. Everything has its own way."

"You cannot be destroyed, so you will return to the six realms and nourish all living things."

In the original world line, the fate of Xiyao being deprived of her physical form and the spiritual nourishment of the sacred tree flashed through Jingtian's mind, so much so that a hint of pleasure was revealed in his words.

But no god became hostile because of this.

The moment they saw the [Image of Pangu], they were filled with admiration.

Even the arrogant god who spoke highly of Pangu's remnant in the original world line knew what fear was and how terrifying Pangu's power to create the world was.

Chonglou reached out and caught a piece of falling starlight, which was Fuxi’s last sigh.

The beings of the six realms are reflected in the starlight: there are mortals hugging each other and crying, there are immortals playing the piano and singing, there are demons drinking together facing the moon, and there are gods singing and dancing.

They are no longer manipulated pawns, but the true masters of the six realms.

Jingtian walked towards the sacred tree, and with every step he took, his figure became smaller and more ordinary.

On the top of the sacred tree, Xiyao, Xuejian, Lady of the Nine Heavens, Kuiyu, Longkui, Nüba, Zixuan, and Huaying who had transformed into a human form were all waiting for him there.

"God!"

Suddenly, all the immortals and gods knelt down towards Fei Peng.

"If you were to be the Emperor of Heaven, I think you would be more suitable than Fuxi," Chonglou said.

Jingtian smiled and shook his head, throwing a sword behind him.

That was the [Kai Tian] of the past.

After the creation of the world again, he transformed into [Fuxi].

[Fuxi Sword] landed on the ground and transformed into an emperor dressed in nine-chapter robes, a twelve-tasseled crown on his head, a heaven and earth scepter hanging on his waist, and cloud-patterned shoes on his feet, and walked towards the immortals and gods.

He has the same appearance as Jingtian, but his every move carries an eternal rhythm and boundless majesty.

He seems to be the embodiment of the term Emperor of Heaven, Lord of the Six Realms.

"God!"

All the immortals and gods bowed down in submission.

Ao Xu, who was the most loyal to Fuxi, was also among them. He couldn't help sighing in his heart, this is God, the real God, the perfect God!
(End of this chapter)