The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 89: Ye Fan’s Rebirth?
The inside of the ancient bronze coffin was pitch black and filled with an icy chill, which filled the hearts of everyone who was sucked in with fear.

However, faced with such a strange environment, everyone instinctively suppressed the panic in their hearts. They didn't even dare to shout loudly. They just sobbed softly and talked in low voices.

"How could this happen? This is unscientific!"

"Are we imprisoned in this strange bronze coffin?"

Voices rang out one after another, and some people tried to call the police for help using their mobile phones, but found that there was no signal at all, which made everyone more panicked.

For a moment, the whole bronze coffin seemed a bit chaotic. Some people were trying to calm everyone down and wait for rescue. Some people were using the weak light of their cell phones to illuminate the surroundings, looking for ways to save themselves.
However, in this somewhat complicated environment, Ye Fan's heart was very calm, a kind of calmness that even he himself could not explain.

He didn't understand why, but he always felt that he was very familiar with the scene in front of him.

'Is this the future I saw in the Luoshu? Nine dragons pulling the coffin, the next stop should be Yinghuo?'

With this thought in mind, Ye Fan vaguely felt that his state of mind seemed to have changed a little since he saw those blurry pictures of the future from Luoshu. He became more and more calm, as if no matter what happened, it could no longer cause his mood to fluctuate.

'In the future, there is a coffin in the ancient bronze coffin pulled by nine dragons'

A slightly blurry picture appeared in his mind, and Ye Fan subconsciously looked towards the center of the ancient bronze coffin.

The entire ancient bronze coffin was pitch black, but for some reason he could see everything around him clearly, as if the darkness could no longer affect his vision.

"It seems that even my body has undergone some kind of changes, Luo Shu"

As his thoughts turned, Ye Fan did not feel the slightest bit of surprise at the strange changes happening to his body, as if everything was supposed to be this way.

The moment he looked towards the center of the ancient bronze coffin, an ancient bronze coffin less than four meters long and less than two meters wide came into his eyes.

This smaller-sized ancient bronze coffin is covered with rust, and the color is somewhat dull. It seems to be engraved with the vicissitudes of time and has a sense of antiquity.

'really.'

Before Ye Fan's thoughts could fully come to his mind, the next moment, a familiar figure in a black robe appeared in his eyes, causing his eyes to widen instantly.

'That mysterious man?'

'Fuxi.'

With this thought in mind, Ye Fan ignored the surprised looks of his classmates and quickly walked towards the center of the ancient bronze coffin.

"Ye Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Fan's strange behavior instantly attracted the attention of the people around him. However, due to the darkness around him, others could not see the situation inside the ancient bronze coffin, and they were not sure what he was doing for a while.

Without paying attention to the crowd, Ye Fan quickly walked to the center of the ancient bronze coffin, bowed naturally to the figure in black robe who was looking at the smaller ancient coffin, and subconsciously said: "Boy Ye Fan, meet Senior Fuxi!"

At this moment, Ye Fan's movements and language had changed slightly from before, with a bit of ancient charm, but he did not feel the slightest bit of incongruity, everything seemed to come from instinct.

"Ah."

The figure in black robe was stroking the carvings on a smaller bronze ancient coffin and nodded casually at Ye Fan. It was Feng Yi.

At this moment, as he stroked the slightly weathered marks on the ancient bronze coffin with his fingers, bursts of huge sounds echoed in his mind, like heavenly sounds, as if they cut through time and space and sounded from ancient times.

The divine sound is like a bell, and every word is mysterious and obscure, as if it contains endless insights into the great Dao, which requires a lifetime to comprehend.

There are only a few hundred words in total, but they seem to interpret a complete great road, as if a powerful being explains his way, his path, and his philosophy across time and space. There is a sense of simplicity and returning to nature.

As the heavenly sounds echoed in his mind and the ancient characters were imprinted on his soul, countless insights emerged in Feng Yi's mind. They were compared and integrated with the cultivation insights he got from Fuxi's imprint, and he had a new understanding of the path of using his body as a seed.

Although this scripture is not a pure method of cultivation, but a method left by Shi Hao to repair the fairyland, but at Shi Hao's level, every ancient character he left behind instinctively retains his understanding of the Tao, which is worth spending a lifetime to comprehend.

'This is the scripture left by Shi Hao, who completely walked through the path of using the body as a seed and completely perfected it. Every word is truly a pearl, and it is wonderful beyond words!'

There is no concept of time in the spiritual world. It seemed like a moment, and it also seemed like endless years had passed. Feng Yi suddenly came back to his senses, and this thought subconsciously emerged in his mind.

At this moment, the hundreds of ancient characters had been firmly engraved in his heart, like an unparalleled scripture of the Great Dao, which he could comprehend at any time and gain some of Shi Hao's understanding and perception of the Great Dao from them.

Coming back to his senses, Feng Yi looked at Ye Fan who was standing quietly beside him without disturbing him. A smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Young friend Ye Fan, right? We meet again!"

Seeing the figure in front of him wake up from his contemplation, Ye Fan was shocked and quickly said: "Senior Fuxi, is the future I saw true? Is the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin really going to leave the earth and start a journey into the starry sky? Also, the ancient stars of Mars and the Big Dipper..."

At this time, Ye Fan's heart was filled with countless doubts, about himself, about the future, about the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, etc. He urgently wanted to know the truth of it all.

Before Ye Fan finished speaking, Feng Yi stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, and chuckled, "Young friend Ye Fan, don't be anxious, answer your questions one by one."

There was a soothing power in his voice, which slowly calmed Ye Fan's mind.

Then, Feng Yi continued, "First of all, let's talk about the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin. This is indeed a journey through the starry sky. Due to some special reasons, the essence of the heaven and earth on Earth is exhausted, and it is suppressed by the Great Dao, making it difficult to practice. The Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin will take you to an ancient star that is relatively suitable for practice, which is the Big Dipper you mentioned. For you, this is an opportunity."

Ye Fan listened to Feng Yi's story attentively. Although it was the first time he heard about cultivation, his heart was calm. He did not feel surprised at all and instinctively understood what the other party was saying.

After taking a look at Ye Fan and feeling his mental fluctuations, Feng Yi showed a thoughtful look in his eyes and a thought subconsciously arose in his mind.

'Does this count as artificially creating a semi-reborn protagonist?'

'The Heaven-shattering becomes Ye Fan's Rebirth?'

He shook his head slightly in his heart, suppressed the thoughts that came to his mind, and continued: "As for the future events you saw in the Luoshu, it can only be regarded as a possibility in the future."

Having said that, Feng Yi stretched out his hand, and a brilliant light appeared, with a bit of dreamy feeling.

The next moment, an illusory long river appeared in front of him, carrying a feeling of uncertainty of fate, which made people unable to help but immerse themselves in it, as if they could see countless scenes.

The light illuminated the darkness of the ancient bronze coffin. The people who had just come closer out of curiosity about Ye Fan's actions were instantly attracted by this dreamlike scene, and for a moment they felt like they had walked into a myth.

At this time, they had only one thought in their minds: "This is unscientific!"

Glancing at everyone, Feng Yi pointed to the main trunk of the river and whispered to Ye Fan: "If this river represents the river of time and destiny, this is our current node."

Having said that, Feng Yi pointed to a very obvious fork in the illusory river.

Then, he continued, "Starting from the current node, there is a main trunk. Generally speaking, it is constant and cannot be changed. Any change may affect the entire main river. The consequences are not something that ordinary people can bear. From this node onwards, countless tributaries are divided. Each tributary represents a future possibility and may become the mainstream of this long river, but it is only a possibility."

At this point, Feng Yi glanced at Ye Fan, and his tone became ethereal. "As for the future you saw in the Luoshu, it can only be regarded as a tributary of fate, representing a certain possibility. It may not really happen, and it may not really become the mainstream of the long river of fate."

"You can even say that from the moment you see this future, this future branch will change and will no longer proceed completely in accordance with this future. In an explanation that you can understand, it is the butterfly effect."

"Of course, this is only my own understanding of time, space and destiny, and it only represents my personal cognition and perception. Everyone has a different understanding of the universe and the rules of the Tao, and will have different cognition and perception."

The entire ancient bronze coffin was silent, with only a gentle and high-pitched voice constantly ringing and echoing around.

Everyone stared at the figure in black robe in a dreamlike scene in a trance, feeling as if they were dreaming for a moment.

After a long while, everyone finally came back to their senses, thinking of the words they had just heard, but they were bewildered and confused. They could understand every word that the mysterious man in black robe said, but when they put it together, it was like listening to a foreign language, and they had no idea what the other party was saying.

"I see!"

At this moment, a sigh sounded, and Ye Fan's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he said softly: "I understand, so this is the case, so this is the essence of the future picture I saw in the Luoshu!"

you understood?

What do you unserstand?

Everyone looked at Ye Fan in a somewhat dazed manner, feeling that they were completely on a different channel from the two people in front of them.

Before they could come back to their senses, they heard Ye Fan continue: "Senior Fuxi, the images I saw in the Luoshu before were very blurry, and I couldn't even really remember many future images. I just had a vague feeling. Can I look at the Luoshu again?"

Fuxi!

Luoshu!

Only these two names kept echoing in everyone's mind, and for a moment, everyone lost the ability to think.

They had only one thought in their minds:
The figure in black robe in front of him is the legendary ancestor of mankind Fuxi?
Is he still alive?

How can it be?

At this moment, they felt that their three views were about to be reshaped.

Without paying attention to the expressions of the people around him, Feng Yi shook his head slightly after hearing Ye Fan's words and said, "The future is uncertain. No one can really see the future, not even through the Luoshu."

At this point, Feng Yi pointed to the illusory river in front of him and said, "Moreover, the river water is turbulent. Every time the direction of the river water changes, it will attract huge waves and cause terrible backlash."

Having said that, Feng Yi stopped talking.

'The secret of heaven cannot be revealed.'

Ye Fan subconsciously recalled this ancient saying that was popular in the fortune-telling circle. He instantly understood the meaning of the other party's allusion and quickly bowed to the figure in front of him. He said, "Thank you, Senior Fuxi, for your advice. I was greedy. I also want to thank Senior Fuxi for his help before."

Obviously, he was able to see the future through the Luoshu with the help of the ancestor Fuxi in front of him, and the other party must have paid a certain price.

"You're welcome."

Feng Yi waved his hand casually and said, "You have already paid the fee before."

'Paid.'

The image on the Luoshu appeared in Ye Fan's mind, as well as the figure in the image who looked like himself. He seemed to understand something vaguely.

While the two were talking, the people around them finally came to their senses and gradually understood the meaning of their words.

Ye Fan is so lucky, it seems that with the help of this senior master who is suspected to be the ancestor of Fuxi, he has seen the picture of the future!
No wonder this guy seems a little different from before!

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but envy this guy.

Especially those students who had had conflicts with Ye Fan before, their eyes were red with jealousy.

However, although everyone was envious, no one dared to interrupt their conversation.

First of all, regardless of whether this figure in black robe is the legendary ancestor of mankind Fuxi, at least he is definitely not an ordinary person.

This completely unscientific dream scene before us shows this.

These people have been working in society for many years, and none of them are stupid. Naturally, they would not mindlessly offend such a mysterious existence, especially in such a strange environment at this time.

And if the other party is really Fuxi, the ancestor of mankind, then for everyone, this is a true immortal fate.

Now it seems that the other party is a person who is easy to talk to. Maybe I can ask him to tell me a fortune like Ye Fan did, or even get the true fate of becoming an immortal from him.

Just as all kinds of thoughts were turning in everyone's mind, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from the corner of the ancient bronze coffin: "Ghost."

In an instant, everyone's faces froze and the hairs on their bodies stood up.

The next moment, everyone remembered the figure in black robe in front of them and almost instinctively moved closer to him.

Unlike everyone else, when Ye Fan heard the hoarse voice, a vague picture emerged in his mind, and he subconsciously asked: "Pangbo?"

"leaf?"

A puzzled voice also sounded in the corner.

At the same time, a soft flame appeared in the ancient bronze coffin, instantly illuminating the entire bronze coffin.

The fire was bright but not blazing. It not only dispelled the darkness, but also seemed to dispel the fear and panic in everyone's hearts, allowing them to regain their composure.

Subconsciously raising their heads, everyone saw the soft flame burning on the shoulders of the figure in black robe out of thin air, like a bright lamp that illuminates everything and makes people feel peaceful.

ta ta ta

At this time, the sound of footsteps continued to be heard, and a tall figure as strong as a black bear walked out from the corner. It was Pangbo, whom everyone knew.

"wrong!"

At this time, someone seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "Pangbo didn't attend the party at all. You can't be Pangbo. Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Naturally I'm human."

The figure as sturdy as a black bear continued to walk over and said, "Don't talk about anything else. Who of you has water? I'm dying of thirst."

"stop!"

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly thought of the mysterious existence around them and asked hurriedly: "Senior, is he a human?"

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Feng Yi shook his head slightly.

In an instant, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and subconsciously shrank their bodies. Even Ye Fan showed a bit of doubt.

But the next moment, Feng Yi's voice sounded again, leaving everyone stunned.

"He is indeed the Pangbo you know, but he is not a pure human, but has some demon blood!"

Demon bloodline?
Pombo?

(End of this chapter)