The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 52 New System Leaving
Feng Yi had previously guessed that among the multiverse of the One-Life Supreme Being, there were two peerless skills that used the sound of the piano to interpret the way of life and death, namely, "The Longevity Book of the Dragon Turtle Back" and "The Song of Splitting Heaven and Changing Earth".

If one can master the two techniques and combine them perfectly, uniting the principles of life and death, one can then realize the principle of Fuhuang, one of the Three Emperors of the ancient times.

And now, he sorted out the information he got from Fuxi's position, constantly filling in and perfecting it, and he obtained two extremely incomplete skills that contained the meaning of life and death in the sound of the piano.

These two skills are too incomplete. One can only comprehend the legal principles and great principles contained therein and increase one's own understanding of martial arts. They do not have specific names.

However, after comprehending the principles and rules contained in these two techniques, Feng Yi felt that they were extremely similar to the introductions to "The Longevity Book of Dragon Turtle Back" and "The Song of Splitting Heaven and Changing Earth" in the world of One World Supreme.

In other words, Feng Yi is now sorting out the information contained in Fuxi's position to fill in and perfect the rules and principles contained in these two incomplete exercises. This is the ultimate principle that the two exercises containing the way of life and death, "Dragon Turtle Back Longevity Book" and "Splitting Heaven and Changing Earth", want to interpret.

"It seems to be the Emperor Fu!"

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi continued to sort out the two incomplete skills and vaguely realized a special practice system from them.

'The inner world is a small world, the outer world is a large universe. The Dharmakaya worlds are the only inner worlds.'

With constant comprehension and sorting out, Feng Yi's expression became a little dazed.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and his expression became somewhat silent.

Although he could not get a complete cultivation system from it because the technique was too incomplete, but just from the incomplete but familiar information he had comprehended, he was almost certain that the emperor was the supreme Fu Huang.

call!
After a long silence, Feng Yi let out a light breath, shook his head slightly, dispelled the thoughts in his mind, and suppressed all the information about that world deep in his heart.

Then, he turned his gaze to the simple and elegant guqin in front of him.

At first glance, the guqin looks like a stone guqin, but it does not give people the same solid feeling as a stone guqin. Instead, every inch of the guqin exudes a faint luster, carrying a sense of haziness and illusion.

At the same time, countless complex textures surround the body of the piano, as if it were something condensed from rules and legal principles, making people subconsciously immersed in it and feel the information contained in it.

After staring for a moment, Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and the guqin fell directly in front of him, floating in the air.

Feeling the similar energy and spirituality contained in the guqin, Feng Yi gently placed it on his knees, and the two incomplete and nameless guqin techniques automatically flowed in his mind.

Although it is impossible to practice directly due to the incompleteness of the skills, some of the rules and techniques of the way of playing the zither, as well as the mysteries of its combination with the meaning of life and death, can be practiced simply.

After a moment of contemplation, Feng Yi's eyes showed some understanding. He pressed the strings with his left hand and subconsciously plucked the strings with his right hand.

Ding Dong
Ding Dong
One after another, ethereal piano sounds rang out, like the cry of geese in the sky or like water flowing under a bridge, echoing between heaven and earth.

The sound of the piano was a little discordant at first, causing the surrounding heaven and earth energy to become disordered, making the whole courtyard sometimes filled with a sense of desolation and death, as if everything had entered the end of the cold winter, and sometimes filled with infinite vitality, causing the trees, flowers and plants to grow wildly with no regularity at all.

If there wasn't an illusory Bagua guarding the courtyard, concealing these abnormalities, the strange phenomena in Feng Yi's courtyard would probably attract the attention of all the villagers in Zulong Village.

However, as time passed, the piano sound seemed to adapt to certain changes, becoming more and more harmonious and more and more beautiful.

In a trance, perhaps because of the status of Fuxi, Feng Yi had a natural affinity with the way of the zither and the way of life and death, and instinctively mastered the techniques and legal changes therein.

The changes of yin and yang, the passage of the four seasons, the cycle of life and death.
The changes of all things in the world seem to be contained in the sound of the piano. As the music sounds, it constantly triggers changes in the laws of heaven and earth.

The scenery in the courtyard is constantly changing, following the rotation of the piano music, and regularly experiencing the changes of the four seasons and the cycle of life and death of all things in nature.

The way of nature, the transformation of heaven and man, the melodious sound of the piano, replace the heart of heaven with one's own heart!
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the piano disappeared, along with Feng Yi's figure. Only a leisurely sigh rang out in the courtyard:
"I am really becoming more and more like Fuxi now!"

Outside Zulong Village.

Looking at the simple and ancient village in front of him, Feng Yi nodded between his eyebrows. Two balls of illusory light that seemed to be condensed by some rules emerged from his eyebrows. They had no specific shape and seemed to be illusory.

Looking at the two constantly changing lights in front of him, Feng Yi's heart moved, and in an instant, the two lights began to reorganize and change, forming a simple and elegant brush and a simple book. These two things were the original 0-08 seal, the writer's extraordinary characteristics, and Groselle's Travel Notes.

However, both were devoured and reorganized by Fuxi's persona, and together with Feng Yi's natural aura, they experienced the baptism of the long river of fate. All of them returned to their original state and turned into illusory things condensed by rules, without any specific form.

'It seems that we need to find a chance to find a carrier for these two things and refine them again!'

With thoughts turning in his mind, Feng Yi held the brush and wrote something lightly on the ancient book.

As the writing progressed, words continued to emerge, as if turning from virtual to real, forming some kind of rules, and falling into the void around Zulong Village, guarding this small village.

However, the villagers in the entire village did not notice anything at all, as if those words did not exist in reality at all.

After a moment, Feng Yi stopped writing, and all the words disappeared into the void.

'That's about it. At least it can stop ordinary people and low-level practitioners from disturbing the peace of this village!'

'As for high-level practitioners, the more powerful they are, the less likely they are to approach this ancient village. So I can rest assured for the time being!'

As his first stop in this world and having lived here for so long, Feng Yi didn't want anyone to disturb this small village.

Now that he had this protection, he could leave with peace of mind.

The world of Kyushu is now sealed. Before the seal is opened, the essence of heaven and earth is almost in a state of exhaustion, which is really not conducive to cultivation.

Moreover, Feng Yi has been in this world for such a long time that his cultivation has reached a limit. He is also eager to move. He wants to truly experience the charm of the many worlds in this world and find a way to completely integrate the status of Fuxi that he has initially accepted into himself.

More importantly, he only obtained the mysterious methods on the Yellow River Heavenly Stele, and his own skills were not complete. He still needed the mysterious methods on the other eight sides of the Heavenly Stele to make his skills completely complete and allow his cultivation to continue to improve.

Xiao Chen has followed his advice and gone out to travel.

Now, he also needs to leave this small village.

'The world of immortality, the world of souls, the world of cultivation, the world of curses.'

'What secrets exist in this four-sided world?'

'Heavenly monument, stone men, stone soldiers.'

"Oh, yes, there is also the magic weapon of Fuxi in this world, the brass Bagua."

Thoughts emerged in his mind one after another. Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and the pen and book in his hand instantly turned into some kind of rules and returned to his body.

At the same time, another set of rules emerged, like a white snake biting its tail in a cycle, or like a symbol formed by overlapping doors.

The ball of light turned into a slightly illusory silver ring and appeared on his finger.

The next moment, the silver ring glowed slightly, Feng Yi moved his feet, and his figure became blurred, as if he had teleported, or as if he had shrunk the distance, and he appeared dozens of meters away.

'This is.'

Feeling the state of teleportation, Feng Yi's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he had a feeling in his heart: "Although I can no longer use the spirit world to travel, but after being baptized by the long river of fate, I have absorbed the information of the Yi Dao. The concepts of door and fate contained in it have been integrated with Fuxi's Yin Yang Bagua. After being adjusted according to the rules of this world, it can be regarded as a good divine object!"

Thoughts turned in his mind. After a moment, Feng Yi looked into the distance. His heart moved, and the eight trigrams phantom appeared. The figure became blurred again, as if an illusory door leading to the place within his sight was opened.

After a few flashes, his figure completely disappeared in the distance.

(End of this chapter)