The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 210 Fuxi is a recognition of a spiritual ancestor

Fu Shang, the son of Taoist Master Fu Min, was honored by all races as the Crown Prince Qiming.

He inherited the talent of Taoist Master Fumin, and was quite powerful, but his character was extremely naive and cowardly, and he was abnormally stupid.

He held on to the naive idea that "I treat all races as Fuxi, and all races regard me as their closest relative." He believed that all races are equal, that there should be no hierarchy among races, and that all should be treated equally.

Even when facing conflicts between Fuxi's clan and foreign clans, Fushang believed that his clan, as the leader of all clans, should take the initiative to give in.

The six realms of reincarnation were established at that time, and Taoist Master Fumin dominated the entire universe, even causing Taoist gods to fear from descending to the mortal world.

However, when he was fighting against the rebellious gods and demons in all directions, Fu Shang, as his son and successor, not only did not help his father, but instead took the initiative to protect these rebellious gods and demons, allowing them to reincarnate into the Fuxi clan through the six reincarnations and be reborn under his command.

It was these gods and demons who reincarnated into the Fuxi clan who cracked many of the Fuxi clan's skills and magical powers, and even took the initiative to deal with the Fuxi clan, becoming an important part of the Fuxi clan's destruction.

They have the blood of Fuxi, but they are never the real Fuxi.

After Taoist Master Fu Min passed away, the ancient gods and kings, the innate gods and demons, the heavens, and the strong men of all races, one after another jumped out and began to connect with each other to target the Fuxi clan.

However, at this time, Fuxi's clan was still the most powerful race in the universe. They had the Lei Ze, Hua Xu and other clans as their allies, the help of the emperors who co-founded the Six Paths of Reincarnation with Fumin Taoist Master, and various backup plans left by Fumin Taoist Master. They were not without the ability to fight.

However, as the prince of Taoist Master Fu Min and the leader of the Fuxi clan, Fu Shang showed an extremely cowardly side of his character and seemed a little at a loss in the face of this situation.

Not only did he not immediately use iron-blooded means to suppress everything, but he took the initiative to apologize to all the tribes on behalf of the Fuxi clan.

It was this weak act of his that caused the Fuxi clan to lose all the prestige accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years since the Earth Era, and made all major forces see the weakness and decline of the Fuxi clan.

With Taoist gods such as the Four-Faced God as the driving force behind the scenes, forces such as Tian and the Innate Black Emperor seized the opportunity to cut off the Void Realm, offer blood sacrifices to the Six Paths Realm, seal the bloodline of Fuxi, and lead various clans to rebel, causing the Fuxi clan to completely decline.

In the years that followed, Fuxi's clan was constantly slaughtered and completely became a thing of the past.

In today's era, the real Fuxi no longer exists, only the human race remains.

Taoist Master Fu Min brought the Fuxi clan to a true heyday, but as his son, Fu Shang directly destroyed the Fuxi clan and became the sinner of the Fuxi clan's demise. It was really ironic to the extreme.

"waste!"

After listening to Feng Yi's story, Xinhuo jumped up, and the fiery red hair on his head seemed to be burning.

It said angrily: "What a waste! The Fuxi clan fought against heaven and earth, how could such a waste appear? I am really pissed off!"

As it spoke, it continued to jump on top of Zhong Yue’s head indignantly, almost setting Zhong Yue’s hair on fire.

Zhong Yue did not pay attention to Xinhuo's actions, but stood there in a daze, feeling sad in his heart.

He didn't expect that the glorious Fuxi clan would eventually decline because of the son of his former patriarch.

This Crown Prince Fushang is indeed kind-hearted.

But it was his kindness that destroyed his own race.

"It's really trash!"

Hearing Xinhuo's words, Feng Yi nodded slightly.

Fu Shang might just be a good guy who can't see the situation clearly and is a bit stupid. If he were an ordinary person, there wouldn't be much problem with his character.

However, as the son of Taoist Master Fumin and the future successor of the Fuxi clan, his character and wisdom are totally incompatible with his status.

The most feared thing in this world is people like Fu Shang who have a kind heart but are extremely stupid and unaware of it and hold high positions.

Because his stupidity will not only destroy himself, but also his own race.

Taoist Master Fu Min was extremely powerful, and even the gods of Taoism had to avoid him, but he failed in educating his son.

Perhaps it was because Taoist Master Fu Min was too powerful, so powerful that he could suppress the universe alone, and so powerful that as long as he was alive, all major forces would behave themselves and not dare to have the slightest disloyalty, causing the Fuxi clan to lose their sense of crisis, which led to the emergence of a naive prince like Fu Shang.

There is an old saying that those who forget to fight will be in danger, and there is some truth to it.

Thoughts turned in his mind, and after a while, Feng Yi came back to his senses and turned his gaze to the young man with a dragon head and a human body next to him.

Zhong Yue was still immersed in the history of the Fuxi clan. When he noticed that the Emperor Xi in front of him had set his eyes on him, he bowed respectfully and said, "Zhong Yue of the Zhongshan clan, I pay my respects to the ancestor!"

At this point, thinking of his current appearance, he quickly explained: "Ancestor, I am also a human. The reason for my current state is because I have the essence of the Dragon Demon God in my body, so..."

"You are a young man from the Zhongshan clan. No explanation is needed. I understand."

Feng Yi raised his hand slightly to stop the action of the young man in front of him, then said with a smile: "Although my cultivation is no longer there, I can still recognize the young men of our Fuxi clan." Hearing the ancestor in front of him calling himself a young man of the Fuxi clan, Zhong Yue was slightly stunned, and an unspeakable emotion rose in his heart.

Feng Yi placed his gaze on Xinhuo and said, "Xinhuo, this young man from the Zhongshan clan is the inheritor of this generation's Xinhuo, right?"

As he spoke, Feng Yi carefully looked Zhong Yue up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, you have chosen a good successor this time. His future will definitely not be inferior to the successors of the Fuxi clan, and it is not impossible for him to surpass his ancestors."

"Paoxishi, you are wrong."

Xinhuo shook his head and said, "Zhong is not the inheritor of the Xinhuo I am looking for. His Fuxi bloodline is too thin. I am just following him temporarily to guide him in his cultivation and let him help me find a pure-blooded Fuxi as the real inheritor of the Xinhuo."

After hearing Xinhuo's words, Zhong Yue's expression dimmed slightly, but he didn't say much.

He already felt very lucky to have met Xinhuo and received part of the inheritance from Xinhuo, so how could he dare to ask for too much.

Just as Xinhuo said, he is not a pure-blooded Fuxi, but only half Fuxi.

"Xinhuo, you are wrong!"

Before Zhong Yue's thoughts were completely settled, a gentle yet firm voice sounded: "Fuxi has nothing to do with bloodline. It is a pioneering spirit, an indomitable fighting spirit, and a strong will to fight against the sky, the earth, the gods, and all races. This is the true Fuxi passed down from generation to generation."

"It doesn't matter if my bloodline is sealed. As long as I have this spirit, I am the real Fuxi!"

"I think this young man from the Zhongshan clan possesses this spirit. He is a young man from our Fuxi clan, a true Fuxi!"

The sound echoed in Zhong Yue's ears, shaking his mind and making the blood in his body faintly resonate with it.

Zhong Yue looked at the figure of Emperor Xi in front of him in a daze, with endless thoughts surging in his heart, and he had a feeling of being recognized.

Ever since he heard the history of the Fuxi clan from Xinhuo and learned about the many glorious deeds of the Fuxi clan's emperors, he has always felt proud and honored to be a member of the Fuxi clan.

However, his bloodline was impure, and Xinhuo did not recognize him as Fuxi, but only acknowledged him as half Fuxi.

But now, the ancestor of the Fuxi clan, the Emperor of Earth and Heaven who opened up the Earth Era, Emperor Xi, personally recognized him as a young man of the Fuxi clan and recognized him as the real Fuxi, which made him feel extremely satisfied.

This is the recognition of identity and the destination of the soul.

From today on, he is also a real Fuxi!
"This"

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Xinhuo was stunned for a moment and a conflicted look appeared on his face.

"hehe."

Seeing this, Feng Yi smiled and changed the subject, "Fu Shang still exists in the world today. He has the pure blood of Fuxi in his body. There are also some beings with Fuxi blood in the Ziwei Star Region. Some of them are gods and demons who have reincarnated into the Fuxi clan. Some of them chose to submit and chose the kneeling Fuxi. Are they the real Fuxi? Do you want to choose them as your successors?"

Xinhuo shook its head. Of course it would not choose these people.

The kneeling Fuxi is no longer Fuxi.

Feng Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he continued: "By the way, my body is also sealed now, and the Fuxi bloodline is not even as much as the one that this young man from the Zhongshan clan has unsealed. Am I not Fuxi either?"

Xinhuo was stunned and shook his head quickly.

The Paoxi in front of him is the source of Fuxi's clan, and Fuxi's blood and spirit originated from him.

If even the other party is not considered Fuxi, then who in the world can be called Fuxi?

"now it's right."

Feng Yi said in a relaxed tone: "Xinhuo, don't be too stubborn about bloodline. The sealed Fuxi is still Fuxi. As long as he has the spirit of Fuxi, I think this young man from Zhongshan clan is the most suitable inheritor of this generation."

After a moment of silence, Xinhuo said, "But, no matter what, Zhong is not a pure-blooded Fuxi, and he should not bear the burden of the Fuxi clan."

Through the previous narration, Xinhuo has understood the crisis that the Fuxi clan is facing now. Although it has not yet regarded Zhong Yue as its successor, it regards him as its friend and does not want him to take on such a heavy responsibility.

Hearing Xinhuo's words, Feng Yi shook his head and said solemnly: "Xinhuo, as a young man of our Fuxi clan, this is a responsibility he cannot escape. Besides, how do you know he is afraid of taking on this?"

At this point, Feng Yi turned his gaze to Zhong Yue and said in a serious tone: "Young man from the Zhongshan clan, a descendant of my Fuxi clan, are you afraid?"

On the other side, listening to the words of his ancestor, Zhong Yue felt his blood boiling.

He had never understood the significance of Fuxi so well before, nor had he ever felt such a sense of identity with himself before.

Hearing his ancestor's question, Zhong Yue said with a firm look: "Ancestor, I'm not afraid. Fuxi is never afraid!"

(End of this chapter)