The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 80: Planning for the False God
Zhuang Zhou, without self, without merit, without name, roams freely between heaven and earth.

As a semi-ancestor-level strongman, although he achieved enlightenment later than many semi-ancestors and his strength is not the strongest.

However, if we only talk about spiritual cultivation, he is the strongest among the many semi-ancestors in the world of immortality, and is close to, or even almost comparable to, the ancestor god.

In the original novel, before the death of an ancestral god from another world, he transformed his own ancestral body into a world-destroying ancestral corpse poison, which swept across the entire world of immortality and was about to directly destroy this world.

In order to protect the world of immortality, Shennong used his body as a furnace and transformed himself into mountains and rivers to melt the poison of the ancestral corpse and eliminate the crisis.

But he also died because of this, and only his fragmented spirit remained between heaven and earth.

Zhuang Zhou's spiritual realm had reached the level of "Heaven and Earth are born with me, and all things are one with me". He actually communicated directly with the remaining spiritual consciousness of Shennong, and used his own body as a guide to gather and pull it back.

It can be said that as long as Zhuang Zhou is given time, it will not be difficult for him to become an ancestor god in the future.

After all, at his current level, spiritual realm is far more important than one's own cultivation.

Cultivation means cultivating the mind, especially in the later stages of cultivation, the difficulty of improving the spiritual realm far exceeds one's own cultivation.

For example, Xiao Chen in the original novel relied on the great supernatural power of Holy Sacrifice to be the first to improve his physique and combat power to the level comparable to that of the Ancestral God. But even so, he still could not break through that level and become a true Ancestral God. This was because his own spiritual cultivation could not reach the level of the Ancestral God and he had not comprehended the rules of the universe.

This also shows the depth of Zhuang Zhou's spiritual realm.

At the moment when Feng Yi was thinking, the butterfly transformed by Zhuang Zhou flew in front of him and kept circling around him, as if confirming something.

As a top-notch semi-ancestor whose spiritual realm is comparable to that of the ancestral god, it stands to reason that the young man in the black robe in front of him should not be able to hide from his spiritual perception.

But for some reason, no matter how Zhuang Zhou investigated, he was still unable to see the true situation of the black-robed figure in front of him, whose aura was not that powerful.

Faintly, there seemed to be a hazy firelight shrouding his side, like a layer of fog, covering everything about him.

More importantly, the moment his spirit sensed the fire, Zhuang Zhou felt a resonance in his blood and subconsciously developed a sense of respect.

'Suirenshi'

The moment this thought came to his mind, a melodious sound of a piano suddenly rang out in Zhuang Zhou's heart, like the natural sound of the Tao, and like the first sound when the world was created.

The next moment, his mind was attracted by a simple and elegant stone zither, from which he felt an indescribable sense of oppression, as if he was facing a powerful being.

"Fuxi Qin"

The butterfly's almost transparent wings vibrated violently, causing the surrounding space to shatter directly.

However, the next moment, as the butterfly fluttered, illusory waves emerged, and the broken space disappeared into thin air like a dream bubble.

The butterfly flew in front of Feng Yi again and uttered a slightly illusory voice: "Greetings to the Ancestor God Fuxi!"

Feng Yi watched the scene in front of him quietly, his expression did not change much, until he heard the sound of a butterfly in his ears, he restrained his distracting thoughts and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Zhuang Zhou?"

"it's me."

The dancing butterflies seemed like a dream, and the voice was vague: "Ancestor God Fuxi, your current state seems to be a little bit wrong?"

"Ah."

Feng Yi nodded and said vaguely: "To some extent, it can be considered as starting over again!"

“Start over again.”

The butterflies continued to flutter, and there was a hint of realization in their voices: "So that's it!"

At this point, Zhuang Zhou's voice suddenly became louder, and his tone became somewhat expectant: "Fuxi Zushen, can you still display the power of Zushen now?"

"The power of the ancestral god."

Glancing at Zhuang Zhou, Feng Yi's mind connected the fire in his body with the Fuxi Qin, and his aura changed slightly. He said softly, "I can display the power of Fuxi for a short period of time, but not for a long time. After all, I am a newborn now, and I have to start all over again. I can't bear the original power for a long time."

Having said that, Feng Yi stopped talking and did not explain too much, letting the other party to think for himself.

"Is that so?"

Zhuang Zhou whispered to himself, and then his tone became somewhat serious and he said: "Ancestor God Fuxi, to be honest, I have communicated with and gathered the spiritual consciousness of Ancestor God Shennong that was scattered in the immortal world, and revived it with my own body."

At this point, Zhuang Zhou paused, and subconsciously looked at the confused snow-white beast on the shoulder of the figure in front of him, but thinking of the other party's race, he continued: "I set up a game with the ancestor god Shennong, Sun Wu, Confucius and others."

Before Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, Feng Yi's eyes gleamed with a gleam of light, and he continued, "You want to show weakness to the enemy, lure the semi-ancestor strongmen who stayed in the other world, and completely destroy them? Or even take the opportunity to kill the one who is the ultimate in emptiness?"

In the current civilized era, the gap in strength between Jiuzhou and the other worlds cannot be measured in millimeters. It is no exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference. The two are completely not on the same level.

For Jiuzhou, ancestral god-level existences are already extremely rare, but for the alien world that has developed countless civilization eras, ancestral gods can only be regarded as middle-level. The number of stone men and supreme ancestral gods is more than that of Jiuzhou's ancestral gods.

In ancient times, the alien world only dispatched a small part of its forces, and one side of Jiuzhou was defeated. The other side of the world fell and Jiuzhou was divided.

In order to preserve itself, Jiuzhou was sealed and completely cut off from the other worlds.

After the alien world occupied the four corners of the world, it conducted various experiments and studied various paths, including the way of false gods that was based on the thoughts of all living beings and turned the virtual into the real.

In this process, many false gods were born from the minds of all living beings, including the semi-ancestors who are now famous in the world of immortality, such as Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Zhunti, and the Holy Sun, as well as the half-bodies of semi-ancestors such as Laozi and Buddha, and even an ancestor god-level master of the void, Hongjun.

Of course, Feng Yi knew very well in his heart that the real body of Hongjun was a stone man king-level existence, and the so-called false god Hongjun was just a special clone formed by a wisp of his divine consciousness combined with experiments from another world.

Even the original body of Master Tongtian is a powerful being who has embarked on the path of becoming the Stone Man King.

As an ancestral god of the Void who was born in an experiment in an alien world, this false god Hongjun is also monitoring Jiuzhou and the four directions of the world to some extent.

It is precisely because of this that he is the great enemy that Jiuzhou has always wanted to eliminate.

It's just that the ancestral gods of Jiuzhou were either dead or disabled, and they had to show weakness to the enemies in other worlds, which is why this Void Extreme has continued to exist until now.

But now that the catastrophe is approaching, Shennong, Zhuang Zhou, Sun Wu, Confucius and others want to first eliminate the biggest hidden danger in Jiuzhou and the four directions of the world, kill the one who is extremely empty, and destroy the many semi-ancestors from other worlds who remain in the four directions of the world.

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the Ancestor God Fuxi. No wonder you appear in this Devil's Plain!"

Zhuang Zhou's voice sounded with a hint of realization, and then he continued, "We do want to use the Lost Paradise under the Devil's Plain to set up a trap, so that those who monitor the Immortal Realm will think that all our semi-ancestors have fallen, and attract them here."

“Not only that, Fellow Daoist Zhuang Zhou, you also want to use this to make those pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors cut off their illusions and gain the truth!”

After looking at the other party, Feng Yi turned his gaze to the strange plain in the distance and said, "But Fellow Daoist Zhuang Zhou, do you think your layout can be hidden from that person of the Ultimate Void?" "This..."

Zhuang Zhou was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "Ancestor God Fuxi, have you deduced anything?"

"It is not so easy to truly obtain the truth, and the one who is at the peak of emptiness probably won't be fooled that easily."

Having said that, Feng Yi paused for a moment, glanced at the other party, and continued: "More importantly, do you think there are no alien ancestral gods in our world?"

"Ancestor God from another world."

Zhuang Zhou's voice was solemn as he said, "Fuxi Ancestor God, do you mean that in addition to the Ultimate Void, there are other ancestral gods from other worlds who have stayed in the Four Directions World and have not left?"

Nodding, Feng Yi said in a deep voice: "Yes, and there is more than one!"

Feng Yi, who was familiar with the original work, naturally understood that the plan of Shennong, Zhuang Zhou and others ultimately ended in complete failure.

Not only did their plan fail to attract the false god Hongjun and kill him, but it also attracted two other ancestral gods from other worlds, leading to the deaths of many real semi-ancestors in the Changsheng World.

Even if Xiao Chen had not worn the twenty-four war swords to block the ancestor god in the end, the so-called layout of showing weakness to the enemy would have become a real invitation to a wolf.

"This"

Zhuang Zhou just stood there in a daze, as if he had not expected that there might be more than one ancestor god in the other world.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and sighed, "I didn't expect that in this era, there are still alien ancestor gods who have not left. No wonder that Xu Zhiji dared to intimidate the four worlds alone and monitor the movements of the four worlds!"

"Fortunately, I have your reminder, Fuxi Zushen. Otherwise, the so-called layout would have become a joke."

At this point, he said with a hint of unwillingness in his tone: "Ancestor God Fuxi, are you going to give up on this plan just like that?"

"It has come to this point, of course we can't give up."

Shaking his head, Feng Yi said with some emotion: "The catastrophe is coming, and it would be a good thing to eliminate some of the semi-ancestors from other worlds in advance."

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Zhuang Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Ancestor God Fuxi, you mean to continue the layout."

"Ah."

Feng Yi nodded and said, "Although I am a freshman now, I can also briefly display the power of Fuxi. It is not a problem to deal with an ancestor god. With Shennong, I may be able to kill one directly by surprise."

"Moreover, I also need the illusory and real power of those false gods to complete an experiment."

Having said that, Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and an ancient book appeared in front of him. With an inexplicable sense of fantasy, it instantly attracted Zhuang Zhou's attention.

"This is."

The butterfly that Zhuang Zhou transformed into kept flying around the book, and seemed to be very interested in it.

"This is a special item that I condensed by chance. It contains the rules of turning the virtual into the real, and also has the characteristics of the collective minds of all living beings. To some extent, this item is somewhat similar to those false gods born from the minds of all living beings. I want to use the power of these false gods and this book as the source to do an experiment."

"If the experiment is successful, these false gods born from the thoughts of sentient beings in the alien world experiment may become a helper for my Jiuzhou. Even if we continue to study along this path of the alien world, we may have other gains that can greatly enhance the strength of our Jiuzhou."

At this point, Feng Yi's heart moved, and the book automatically opened to the page that wrote about the world of immortality.

Countless words are constantly flowing on it, with wisps of fire appearing in it, vaguely carrying traces of the long river of civilization, turning the words into countless different pictures, like a world that is illusory but constantly evolving according to certain rules.

Seeing this scene, the butterfly transformed by Zhuang Zhou instantly flew onto the pages of the book, as if touring this illusory world.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou!
Is it true or false?
At this time, Zhuang Zhou seemed to have turned into a dream, flowing between reality and illusion.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pointed, and the countless words on the book continued to combine to outline a tall figure holding firewood in one hand and an ink knife in the other, like the source of civilization.

"Suirenshi"

A slightly illusory voice sounded, and the butterfly transformed by Zhuang Zhou flew out: "Fuxi Ancestor God, have you seen Suiren? Is he still in the world?"

"I have indeed seen Suirenshi."

Having said this, before Zhuang Zhou could express his joy, Feng Yi continued, "However, he only has one obsession left and cannot leave where he is. I'm afraid he can't be our help for the time being."

Pointing at the figure on the book, Feng Yi continued: "This figure is the result of the fire given by Suiren, which condenses the power of reality and illusion on the book, thus evolving into an illusory existence. If it can obtain the power of the collective consciousness of all living beings, perhaps this figure can truly appear in the world."

"So, I need the power of those false gods to study the specific circumstances of the false gods born from the minds of sentient beings during the experiments in the other world, and eventually turn the research results of the other world into fruits for our Jiuzhou."

"I see."

Zhuang Zhou nodded and said, "I understand. It is indeed as Fuxi Zushen said. This book is an extremely magical artifact. Perhaps it is really possible to do it."

"Oh, by the way, Fuxi Ancestor God, our original plan was to rely on the power of Paradise Lost to seal the cultivation of all living beings and lure in many pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors."

After explaining the original plan in detail, Zhuang Zhou said, "Ancestor God Fuxi, do you need to make any changes?"

After listening to Zhuang Zhou's explanation, Feng Yi thought for a while and said with a smile: "This plan is not bad. We can use the rules of Paradise Lost to collect the power of those pseudo-gods and semi-ancestors and study the origin rules. Moreover, I also have a candidate who can take on this plan."

The moment he finished speaking, Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and an ancient brush appeared in his hand. He wrote a name on the book, Xiao Chen.

"As the 'protagonist', how can I not go through some hardships!"

As his thoughts turned, Feng Yi gently moved the brush in his hand, and words appeared on the book, turning into a story.

As the story takes shape, an inexplicable force flows between heaven and earth, as if controlling the trajectory of fate and making the story come true.

Great Shang, the capital of Yin.

After arriving here, Xiao Chen, who had not found any trace of Feng Yi, was about to leave when he happened to hear the news that a peerless treasure would be revealed in the Devil's Plains.

"A peerless treasure?"

'Will Brother Feng go?'

This thought emerged in his mind, and without thinking too much, Xiao Chen instinctively followed everyone to the Devil's Plains.

(End of this chapter)