Investiture of the Gods: I am Bigan, the Master of Conspiracy

Chapter 62: The Plan of the Migration of the Eminent Officials to the South
"How should the Emperor view the affairs of the human race?"

Not long after, Cheng Tang also came over and looked at Fuxi with a serious expression.

Something serious happened to the human race, so Fuxi notified Cheng Tang to come over!

Fuxi couldn't help but sigh: "Cheng Tang, the catastrophe is coming. This time I will use the Eight Trigrams to deduce it."

Cheng Tang knew that the Eight Trigrams were the great Dao created by Fuxi using the River Map and Luoshu, and that he possessed unfathomable power of deduction. He immediately looked at the Eight Trigrams behind Fuxi solemnly!
At this moment, a huge Bagua rose up, and Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui fell in front of the two people and slowly rotated.

The Bagua was pure white in color and rotated at a steady speed, while Fuxi and Cheng Tang looked at the Bagua in front of them together.

Not long after, the entire Bagua stopped, and among them, only Qian, Kun, Kan and Li were bright, while the other four dimmed.

Cheng Tang frowned after seeing this and asked, "The Heaven, Earth, Water and Fire are still bright. Emperor, what does this hexagram mean?"

Fuxi sighed helplessly: "This is the hexagram of heaven and earth not connecting, water and fire not coexisting, it is Jue!"

Cheng Tang frowned upon hearing this: "Could it be that there is no way out for the human race?"

However, just as Cheng Tang finished speaking, the Xun Gua among the Eight Trigrams suddenly lit up.

Cheng Tang was overjoyed when he saw this. "Your Majesty, look! Could this be a turning point? Xun represents wood. Could it be that wood can resolve the conflict between water and fire?"

After Fuxi saw this, a look of joy appeared on his face: "That's not the way to interpret this hexagram!"

"Please give me some advice, Emperor!"

Fuxi looked at the Xun Gua which suddenly lit up among the eight trigrams in front of him.

"The power of heaven and earth, the fierceness of water and fire, are unmatched and cannot be changed. This is the great trend of heaven, and therefore it is a desperate situation. Although Xun can resolve the incompatibility of water and fire, it has another meaning, that is, there is hope in the dead end, and change occurs in the great trend. Although the wind is small, it can start from the end of a floating duckweed!"

Cheng Tang was overjoyed when he heard this: "If so, very good. Does the Emperor think that what my descendants have done is right?"

Fuxi chuckled bitterly after hearing this: "The order of the saints limits the human race. It's fine if the human race's luck doesn't improve, but if it does, it will eventually reach this point. I've experienced the war between the witches and the lich, and there are too many things I can't help. No matter what, you also cut off the connection between the dead and the sky, which is why you were able to establish the Tang Dynasty. Emperor Xin had such courage and determination, and it's no wonder that your descendants are the backbone of the human race. If not, in the long run, the human race will no longer have a backbone."

Cheng Tang sighed, "But, I'm afraid the Saint won't tolerate him! Because of the loss of luck, the Emperor of Man hates Emperor Xin to the core. What can we do? I'm afraid that in Fire Cloud Cave, my Cheng Tang clan and the Xuanyuan clan will be at loggerheads!"

Fuxi shook his head. "Xuanyuan is too close to the Xianjiao, and they also want their bloodline to be the only one of the human race. They even forced your lineage of the Human Emperor to move the capital. This cause and effect has long been forged. If Emperor Xin wants the human race to truly break the shackles, then the Xuanyuan lineage is the shackles themselves. I only have one daughter, Mi Fei, in the human race, and Shennong only has one lineage in the East. But half of the human race is of the Xuanyuan lineage. If we don't make some plans, how can the human race have a future? Now, the Xianjiao has obviously chosen Xibo Hou, so it is reasonable for Emperor Xin to do so."

Cheng Tang's expression was solemn after hearing this: "No matter what, our Cheng Tang dynasty may perish, but the human race cannot. We should do something. The Emperor can leave Huoyun Cave, but do you have any strategy?"

None of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors could leave the Huoyun Cave easily, except Fuxi.

Because Fuxi was Nuwa's brother, not the human emperor of the Laozi or Yuanshi lineage.

If Fuxi wanted to go to the Queen Mother's Palace, even a saint could not stop him.

Others cannot leave at will.

Fuxi pondered for a moment and said, "Now that a glimmer of hope has appeared, then, we should focus on finding that glimmer of hope!"

After hearing this, Cheng Tang hurriedly asked, "Isn't the glimmer of hope Emperor Xin?" Fuxi shook his head and said, "No, Emperor Xin has to endure the wrath and scorn of the saints, so how can he be a glimmer of hope? The glimmer of hope right now belongs to Feng Qishi. As for who that person is, it is impossible to deduce. However, the trend of Heaven's way is not a dead end. There is a glimmer of hope. What we need to do is to seek this glimmer of hope and let the Holy Fire materialize and go down to the world to find this glimmer of hope!"

Cheng Tang was stunned after hearing this: "Let the Holy Fire transform into a human form in the lower world?"

Fuxi nodded: "The crisis facing humanity this time is even more serious. The ancient crisis only destroyed our bodies, but the future crisis will break our backbones. Soon, the aura of catastrophe will obscure the heavens and the earth. Let the Holy Fire descend to the lower realms to search for this ray of hope!"

After hearing this, Cheng Tang agreed with Fuxi's arrangement.

Seeing that southern Xinjiang was about to be razed, Yin Ziyu couldn't help but think.

He immediately took out the Lingbao map of southern Xinjiang and started to do feng shui.

Luo Shen stood beside Yin Ziyu and watched.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Yu, is it possible to completely pacify Southern Xinjiang?"

Yin Ziyu nodded: "Yes, Southern Xinjiang must be completely controlled. In Southern Xinjiang, we should set up sixty strong passes to form a defense line in advance to prepare for the future!"

Yin Ziyu was well aware of the tragic events that would happen in the future, but he had no idea whether Chaoge could be defended.

But a retreat is needed. Although there is endless wilderness to the west, it is impossible to get through. At that time, we must come from west to east, and it is impossible to retreat to the west.

Now that we have cleared southern Xinjiang, we have no choice but to retreat southward and build a defense line in the south in preparation for the future.

The Conferred God Ceremony has begun, and the pressure from the four saints has to be prepared in advance.

After hearing this, Luo Shen asked, "Then how should we arrange the southern border?"

Yin Ziyu pondered for a moment. "Let's capture the Southern Border lords and use their luck to either transfer them or relocate them. Grant them areas within the Shang's control. They'll surely be willing. Clear out the entire Southern Border completely. Then, have the sixty tribes select sixty generals to set up checkpoints in Southern Border and create a new Hunyuan Five Elements Formation to form a defensive line. While there's a natural barrier between Southern Border and the Jiuli, it might be possible to break through in the future. This way, we can prepare a retreat."

Seeing how serious Yin Ziyu was, Luo Shen couldn't understand the seriousness of the matter.

"Brother Ziyu, the three factions are now falling apart. Why has it come to this?"

Yin Ziyu smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Things are not that simple. Chong Heihu's mutiny was their response. Who would have thought that Chong Houhu's own brother would be so cruel and ruthless? You may not know how many others will be infiltrated in the future, even those of me, Cheng Tang's direct line. The catastrophe is approaching, and we have to make more preparations. A cunning rabbit has three burrows, this is common sense. The rise and fall of the human race must also be considered. This strategy is to prepare for any eventuality. I call it the strategy of the nobles crossing the south!"

Luo Shen was also stunned after hearing this: "The nobles are migrating south?"

Yin Ziyu knew that this time he was making arrangements for his retreat, as there might come a day in the future when he would really have to migrate south.

No matter what, we must first arrange and manage the retreat route in advance. If Chaoge is really undefensible, it will not be too late for the human race to migrate south.

Luo Shen seemed to understand, but now she also understood the current situation of the human race.

Half of the human race in the world are of Xuanyuan bloodline, which is why they are in the current predicament.

(End of this chapter)