Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

Qin Tian has cultivated for many years and is now very close to taking the step of breaking through the Dao.

It could be two years, or it could be a few days; it all depends on when the opportunity arises.

However, he was not one to sit idly by and wait for an opportunity to come. After buying a bowl of beast milk and offering it to the supreme deity who was free to transform, and raising his own luck value to its peak, Qin Tian began to actively seek out his own opportunity to break through to the Dao.

Following his inexplicable senses, Qin Tian continued his journey until he arrived at a sacred land.

“My intuition senses the way to survive; the last flaw should be able to be remedied here.”

"The Feng Clan?" Qin Tian looked up at the stone tablet in front of him, which read "Feng Clan's Residence".

"The Phoenix Clan?" Qin Tian said thoughtfully, "The only thing the Phoenix Clan can be considered valuable is probably that broken dragon tablet."

Qin Tian crossed his arms, his thoughts racing: "This is likely an artifact left behind by the ancient Emperor Fuxi."

"So... is it the Fuxi Bagua that can help me fix the last flaw in my way of survival?"

"That makes sense!" Qin Tian understood.

"The way of survival encompasses all things, including the past and present, the six directions and the eight wastelands, and contains everything."

"It is the embodiment of heaven and earth, encompassing almost all the ways of the world and all the laws of existence."

"But precisely because of this, the Way of Existence can be said to be the most complex of the great laws in the world. When it operates, it is vast and unstoppable, but it also lacks a trace of agility."

"This is a flaw in the way of survival," Qin Tian mused. "A flaw that isn't really a flaw."

"The existence of the Eight Trigrams can precisely make up for this deficiency."

"Governed by the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven, all phenomena in the universe and the principles of existence can operate harmoniously and naturally."

He was naturally very familiar with the Eight Trigrams of the Earlier Heaven, and could recite them backwards and forwards without hesitation: Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui.

But even though I understand it, I can't learn it!

Qin Tian could only be considered to know one name at most.

.........

Qin Tian arrived at the Wind Clan's territory, a vast divine land with eight hundred floating islands scattered like stars, each island unique, like a pure land that brings peace to the mind.

Eight hundred islands are motionless, hanging in the sky, with fairy mist surging, like a beautiful sacred land, with fairy flowers in full bloom, waterfalls and springs, surrounded by five colors, and otherworldly.

Furthermore, numerous palaces are situated on the islands, with carved beams and painted rafters, dragons and phoenixes, and flowing clouds, resembling a divine kingdom beyond the world. Many mythical birds such as cranes and phoenixes fly among the islands.

In the deepest part, there are endless mountains, towering high in the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Among the great mountains, there is a magnificent ancient city that will never sink and cannot be seen by outsiders. Each of the most powerful holy sites has one of these ancient divine cities, which are said to be left behind by the gods.

The Wind Clan, the oldest family in the Eastern Wilderness, is both powerful and mysterious. They learn from the heavens and earth and attain the profound mysteries of the supreme Dao, making them an extremely powerful family.

Qin Tian opened his divine eyes and peered into the past. A silver halo surrounded his pupils, and countless supreme runes flowed with immortal light.

You can see through the void and witness the passage of time, yet you seem unable to "see" the past of that ancient city, its shadow unseen in the flow of time.

A faint trace of supreme energy was protecting that city.

However, its aura is too subtle and is one with all things in the universe. It is a breeze, flowers and grass, sunlight, and clouds, ever-changing and shifting with the world.

Even the Feng family themselves were unaware of it.

"The Wind Clan is indeed related to Emperor Fuxi," Qin Tian murmured. "However, they seem to have declined now."

The Wind Clan no longer possesses even the Imperial Scripture. Although it remains powerful, it is far less formidable than before.

Perhaps even they themselves have forgotten that their family was once a powerful and influential force.

A sacred azure light appeared in Qin Tian's other pupil. The next moment, his primordial spirit rose higher and higher, as if traversing infinite heights and looking down over the entire Wind Clan's territory.

All the array patterns, all the palaces.

Nothing could obstruct his gaze.

When facing beings at the Emperor level, the Void Eye is still the most useful, as the Time Eye cannot see them at all.

The Great Emperor is a wave in the long river of time, and there are actions to "leap" out of the river of time, but even with the Great Emperor's power, he is still far from breaking away from the river of time.

But that one "transcendence" was already a qualitative change; they could no longer stay peacefully in the long river of time, so Qin Tian could not "see" them.

"found it!"

The Void Eyes swept across the entire Wind Clan territory, and finally found what it was looking for in that ancient city that would never fall.

Qin Tian infiltrated the area, only to find that the Feng Clan's territory was far more formidable than he had imagined.

But they couldn't stop him.

Qin Tian marched toward that ancient city that would never fall, traversing various divine formations along the way as if walking on flat ground.

He had mastered the secret of the "Xing" character and had already developed this secret method to an extremely profound and unfathomable level.

They could ride the years, traversing array patterns as if walking on flat ground, until they reached that divine city where they were stopped.

Some formations may appear weak, but they are actually incredibly sturdy, and are in harmony with the Dao in the dark, capable of capturing Qin Tian as he walks through the ages.

The grand formation was constantly changing, seemingly condensing and merging with the energy of heaven and earth.

If it weren't for matters concerning the path.

He wouldn't mind stopping to take a good look at this grand formation that embodies the laws of nature.

With the help of the immortal artifact, Qin Tian merged his body with the void and shattered the power of change with unparalleled strength. He then sealed the void, isolating the entire ancestral land.

Qin Tian stepped across the great formation and entered the ancestral temple.

White jade is the soil, red gold is the stone, and the celestial palace is the palace. Above it is the Jade Flower Pool, whose water is crystal clear. Green scales often appear and disappear, and dragons and serpents sometimes soar into the sky.

Ascending to the summit, the majestic hall exudes an aura of grandeur.

Qin Tian passed through the gate and entered the ancestral temple. The memorial tablets were arranged in an orderly manner, as tall as a dozen stories. In the very center, a broken dragon stele stood in the center of the ancestral temple, as if it were the center of heaven and earth.

The dragon stele shimmered, ancient and grand. Although it was already broken, it seemed to be taller than Tianyue. Various divination diagrams were on it, mysterious and strange.

"The Fuxi Dragon Stele!" Qin Tian said solemnly.

There's no mistake, although it's already broken, this is the first imperial weapon in history, the Fuxi Dragon Stele.

It was a weapon used by the ancient Emperor Fuxi to create the ancient times.

He had seen it during a tribulation of lightning; this dragon tablet had shattered his bones, and he could never forget it after just one glance.

Qin Tian observed the Fuxi Dragon Stele; although it was broken, a glimmer of life still lingered within it.

That was the deity belonging to the Fuxi Dragon Stele, with only a wisp of life force and a trace of obsession remaining, eternally unyielding, waiting for something.

Qin Tian closed his eyes and focused his mind on the stele, attempting to resonate with the Fuxi Dragon Stele. Years later, Feng Huang obtained some scriptures and insights from the Dragon Stele.

If Phoenix can do it, there's no reason why he can't.

The innate Dao array trembled slightly, and the Bodhi seeds on Qin Tian's bracelet lit up with immortal light. He sensed a vast yet fragile will.

As time goes by, it gradually collapses, decays, and dies.

In another seventeen or eighteen years, this will may completely decay and disappear.

Therefore, the Phoenix did not receive the inheritance from Emperor Fuxi.

The Fuxi Dragon Stele is a creation from millions of years ago, and it is remarkable that it has survived to this day.

In an instant, Qin Tian resonated with the Fuxi Dragon Stele and felt a certain Daoist charm; this was a legacy.

A legacy that the Wind Clan has not been able to obtain for hundreds of thousands of years.

Now, whenever they encounter Qin Tian, ​​they can't wait to rush over and teach him.

Isn't this also a kind of... well, you know?

Qin Tian entered a state of Dao, ethereal and ethereal, as if he were in the boundless starry sky.

He saw a divine being with a human head and a dragon body standing in the universe behind him. Each dragon scale was larger than the starry sea and shimmered with an immortal luster like celestial gold.

A disheveled man is fighting his enemies, his moves bold and sweeping, wielding a dragon tablet to conquer the world.

This is a period of time that has never been recorded in ancient history; it is the beginning of the ancient times and the start of darkness and turmoil.

Since the end of the Primordial Era, many self-proclaimed Celestial Venerables from the Age of Mythology could no longer endure it and completely fell into depravity, transforming into Dark Sovereigns who were about to unleash a Dark Turmoil.

Although the ancient emperor protected his people for a lifetime, he still had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge when faced with multiple supreme beings.

But this life is different. A man stood in their way, unafraid even of multiple supreme beings.

Fuxi, in the name of the Great Emperor, fought against the darkness and battled the Dark Sovereign. Qin Tian could see that in front of the huge human-headed dragon-bodied Dharma Image, there was a Sovereign that looked like a real dragon, and an enormous Heavenly Dog Dharma Image. Behind these two largest Dharma Images, there were also faint human figures hiding.

Fuxi's Dragon-Subduing Hound, with its invincible might, slayed emperors and destroyed supreme beings.

After a series of battles against the Ancient Celestial Venerable, even the artifact used by Emperor Fuxi to prove his Dao was shattered in that battle.

But in the end, Emperor Fuxi still won.

Since then, the ancient era began, and one generation after another of the great emperors followed one after another. The ancient celestial beings from mythology were almost wiped out, either failing to be sealed and passing away or being killed by the great emperors.

The remaining supreme beings are mostly emperors from the ancient times, whose blood and energy are still abundant. Apart from a few tough ones, there are very few mythical celestial beings left.

Finally, a perfectly intact dragon stele came into Qin Tian's view.

The patterns of the eight trigrams (Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui) on the dragon stele lit up one by one, transforming into two streams of light that fell into Qin Tian's head.

One of them was the Innate Eight Trigrams inheritance that Qin Tianxin had longed for.

The Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era are not inherited scriptures, but a kind of Daoist rhythm, a Daoist rhythm that has been flowing continuously since the beginning of time, and the true meaning of the Great Dao that is constantly changing.

The Daoist essence entered his body, instantly immersing Qin Tian in the Daoist realm, where he was captivated by the changes of the Eight Trigrams.

This innate Bagua, like Qin Tian's way of survival, is all-encompassing and all-encompassing, designing all changes in the world.

Evolution is immeasurable; the innate can be transformed into the sixty-four acquired hexagrams, and the sixty-four acquired hexagrams can be transformed into four thousand and ninety-six hexagrams, endless and without end, which is the eternal principle.

This is the method of "change," and also the way of the I Ching!

Qin Tian immersed himself in the Dao Realm, perceiving the vastness of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the boundless will of Heaven, and even the decaying aura permeating the world. He carefully comprehended all of this.

Feeling relaxed and carefree, the soul seems to have shed all burdens and fallen into a unique state of tranquility.

Heaven and earth and I were born together, and all things and I are one!

Through this unique experience, Qin Tian truly achieved oneness with heaven and man. His body crackled and popped, and the supreme scriptures emanated from the five great secret realms of the Sea of ​​Wheels, Dao Palace, Four Extremes, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform. The sound was vast and boundless, and the slight differences were accommodated by the Dao of Existence at this moment.

Five completely different imperial scriptures resonated in unison, yet were unified under one rule.

The way of survival is the way of all living beings, the way of heaven and earth, the way of the universe, and the way that is closest to the way of heaven and the great way in the darkness.

At this moment, Qin Tian truly felt omnipotent. His consciousness rose and merged with heaven and earth, as if he had transformed into the heavens.

That is, the God of Heaven as people call him.

Thoughts can stir up wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning, but this is merely the surface of heaven and earth; the true truth lies in the collision of the fundamental Dao.

The vast earth and the boundless universe exerted a sense of pressure on Qin Tian's primordial spirit.

Even with Qin Tian's primordial spirit and mental state, it was difficult to withstand such a vast and expansive sensory experience.

He could clearly feel his thoughts drawing closer to the heavens, while his own emotions were gradually fading.

"cut!"

The primordial spirit in Qin Tianxiantai opened its eyes, radiating intense divine light, and raised its hand to merge the Bagua diagram with the Supreme Blade.

The eight trigrams evolve, combining in pairs to form the Emperor's Blade. The five Emperor's Scriptures operate simultaneously, using spirit to control qi, the body to carry the Dao, and qi to transform into spirit. A point of true self is slashed out and becomes an anchor point to reside within oneself. At this moment, the mind and spirit are as close as possible to the universe itself.

The five paths unite as one, the way of existence encompasses all phenomena and accommodates all laws. The scriptures that have evolved within the body for many years are now united and fused into the body's furnace, emitting the sound of the Great Dao like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

The Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Chaos circulate within Qin Tian's body, all Qi return to one, evolving into Tai Chi.

The illusory river was stirred by the divine blade, and the Tai Chi symbol, Yin and Yang, rotated, like the sharpest scissors in the mortal world, transforming into dragon whiskers to cleave the river, which then rose like the rising sun.

Everything within sight, whether tangible or intangible, will be reduced to dust under this power.

Qin Tian raised his hand, and the void collapsed. The eight trigrams symbols lit up one by one, shining brightly and flowing with imperial aura. These were the nine imperial characters from the Fuxi Imperial Scripture.

Although Qin Tian only obtained eight, it didn't stop him from guessing what the last character, "Emperor," would be.

The combination of the eight characters and the eight trigrams naturally gives birth to the ninth character.

A word that lasts forever!

easy!

Only the Book of Changes can summarize the Eight Trigrams, govern the Eight Trigrams, and serve as the eternal general principle.