Chapter 110: The Fate of the Human Race, the Reincarnation of Fuxi

Human domain.

Gui Xuan was wearing a Taoist robe, sitting in a thatched house, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand.

Watching the fight in heaven with interest.

"Although there are two saints in the Western world, there are too many causes and effects for these two guys."

"Comparatively speaking, they are the two who are easier to control."

"If you want to plan for the fortune of the Chan Sect and Jie Sect, you need to wait until the Conferred God Tribulation. By then, Jie Sect will fall apart and its fortune will all return to the Heavenly Court. If the fortune of the Chan Sect is damaged, it can be taken back in an instant when the time is right."

Hongyun has already devoured Yun Zhongzi, and will soon be able to take over the magpie's nest and control the destiny of the Chan sect.

"The destiny of the Human Religion lies with the human race. The two saints only want to reap the fruits of their labor without asking about the cause and effect of the human race. This has given me an opportunity."

As for the demon race...
A gleam of light flashed in Gui Xuan's eyes.

"I wonder if Nuwa can protect the luck of the demon race..."

The Heaven itself is the Heaven of the demon race. In the eyes of the demon race, it is a holy place that cannot be shaken even if they are defeated in a war.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hou Tu and the Old Ancestor of the Ming River occupy the destiny of the Heaven and have great justice in their hearts.

A part of the demon clan's luck has been transferred away imperceptibly, but the time has not come yet and it has not yet manifested.

The battle of the ancient times was a battle of destiny.

The great fortune of the ancient times is concentrated in one person, and can influence the direction of the ancient times.

Gui Xuan has already understood that the ancient world is like a dream.

This ancient heavenly law is the instinct of dreams, so it will not change the ancient trend at will.

Otherwise, the dreamer will be awakened, the dream will be shattered, and everything will be over.

Only by taking it step by step and giving the dreamer a beautiful dream can the dream last.

What is a sweet dream?

It is nothing more than doing what the dreamer thinks in his heart.

In Gui Xuan's view, this ancient destiny is the key to controlling dreams.

"Old man, whether you want to revive Pangu or have other plans, I will find out."

"All illusions are only my reality!"

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The primeval times do not count the years.

While the Western world was in constant war, the ancient East was peaceful.

All living things are constantly recovering their vitality and preparing for the next catastrophe.

Zhen Yuanzi's becoming a saint is also a major event for the human race.

During the great catastrophe of the human race, Zhen Yuanzi protected the human race and left behind a lineage of fire.

The human race has always had a deep memory of this.

In order to congratulate Zhen Yuanzi on his becoming a saint, the three ancestors of the human race made a special trip to the Heavenly Palace on the following day. Since then, the ancestral temple of the human race has once again had a statue of a saint.

The liches were destroyed, and the human race prospered.

The rise of the human race is an inevitable outcome.

Under this constant, the human population continues to grow.

At this time, the human race had almost reached the number before the catastrophe, and was flourishing all over the prehistoric land.

As the number of humans increased rapidly, some concerns also emerged among the human leaders.

On this day, Cang, the leader of the human race on the coast of the East China Sea, brought some human tribes to a thatched hut.

"Senior Taixuan, the human race Cang has something to ask, and I hope to see you again."

Cang started shouting before he even reached the thatched hut.

Gui Xuan's incarnation Tai Xuan stood in the thatched cottage with a helpless expression, "The door is open, come in by yourself."

Since the human leader Cang knew the location of Taixuan, the Taoist transformed by Guixuan, he has come here whenever he has time.

Whenever I encounter something that I can't solve, I will come here.

Tai Xuan was half lying in the thatched hut, looking at the dozen or so human leaders in rough linen clothes coming in, and said casually, "Tell me, what problem have you encountered that you can't solve?"

"First of all, I don't know everything. Don't get your hopes up."

Cang sat on the ground with a smile on his face, and said, "Senior Taixuan knew what would happen 500 years in the past and 500 years in the future. He is an incredible person with great magical powers. His abilities are extraordinary."

Tai Xuan's mouth twitched, "If you don't know how to praise, don't force it."

You are too much of an insult to me!

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a pile of spiritual fruits appeared in front of these human leaders. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't talk about irrelevant things."

Cang scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "The leaders of our human tribe have discussed it and want you to be the totem of our human race."

"..."

Tai Xuan looked at Cang speechlessly, "So they sent a fool like you over here? To test my attitude?"

"You idiot, do you know what a totem is?!"

Cang looked dazed.

"Totem is the belief of a race! It is the carrier of the soul and the symbol of the race!"

"You fool, you actually want me to be your totem, what are you thinking!"

Taixuan felt helpless.

Cang and the tribal leader behind him looked at each other in bewilderment.

The name of Taixuan is at its peak among the human race, and has been passed down for billions of years.

The entire human race has long regarded Taixuan as one of the human race’s beliefs, so today I came to talk to Taixuan about this.

I didn't expect this person to react so strongly.

But then Gui Xuan said, "The totem issue concerns the fate of the clan. You are being too careless."

"If the human race wants to find a racial totem, it must find a powerful race among the billions of races in the prehistoric world, with a destiny that is compatible with its own. They will prosper together and suffer together. Only in this way can it be possible."

Cang's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"I told you that Senior Taixuan had a solution, but you still didn't believe me."

"Chief Cang still has a solution!"

"awesome!"

"..."

In an instant, all the human tribal leaders present complimented Cang, who held his head high and puffed out his chest!
Tai Xuan was furious when he saw this, "You fool, when did you become so smart! You actually plotted against me."

“Hehehe, Senior Taixuan, please don’t be angry. This is related to the destiny of the human race. I have no choice but to do this.”

Cang looked like he was begging for mercy, and then his tone became serious.

"Senior, the human race has experienced a great catastrophe and has finally recovered to this level of prosperity."

"After several discussions and consultations with Ren Zu, we finally decided to find a powerful ally."

"If something unexpected happens to the human race again, we can stand together with them. If another war breaks out, we won't be left alone."

"I know your character, so I resorted to this desperate measure. I hope you will forgive me."

Tai Xuan snorted twice, "You ate my fruit and you still look aggrieved."

"When did the human race become so cunning?"

Cang and other human leaders smiled sheepishly, "I will definitely send more fruits to you someday!"

Tai Xuan glanced at Cang, and without making it difficult, he said, "You can find allies, but there is one thing you must remember, including all human beings."

"The human race should be self-reliant! Never place your hopes on others."

Cang looked serious and bowed, "I will remember your teachings!"

Tai Xuan nodded. "Looking at the great tribes in the prehistoric times, apart from the two tribes of wizards and liches, there are countless powerful tribes."

"However, some things are not something that others will agree to just because you ask them."

"The only people who are qualified to become the totems of the human race are the three ancient races."

"But the Qilin rarely appears, and the Phoenix Clan does not leave the Undying Volcano."

"Only the dragon race is closest to the human race, and has the greatest hope of becoming the human race's totem."

Cang's eyes lit up, "Dragon Clan..."

How could they not know the name of the Dragon Clan? There were many Dragon Clan roaming around the East China Sea, and some humans even had some interactions with the Dragon Clan.

However, due to the distance between them, the two tribes did not have a deep understanding of each other.

After hearing what Taixuan said today, I suddenly had an idea.

Tai Xuan continued, "The totem is only one of them. Below the dragon clan there is also the turtle clan."

"The turtle race has long lifespans and not much karma on their bodies; they can be auspicious signs for the human race."

"One totem, one auspicious sign, can ensure the continued good fortune of the human race."

Changing the subject, a stream of light appeared on Taixuan's fingertips. "Take this to the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon and Turtle tribes will agree to this in an instant."

After saying this, he disappeared into the thatched hut.

Cang took the flowing light and found that they were two blood-colored jade pendants emitting mysterious Taoist patterns.

Without watching carefully, Cang said in the direction where Taixuan left, "Senior, the ancestor of the human race has already informed the whole clan that you are now one of the Taoist ancestors of our human race!"

"The human race will always remember our predecessors!"

boom!
After he said this, the fortunes of the human race began to decline.

A huge luck of the human race fell on Gui Xuan.

Gui Xuan, who had already appeared in Fenggun tribe, said frivolously, "Isn't it coming?"

With the blessing of the human race's luck, he can now also be the ancestor of the human race!
And the method of helping the human race obtain totems seems to be enhancing the luck of the human race, but in fact it is helping himself to obtain the luck of the human race.

This plan was finally accomplished.

"The witch and lich calamity has passed. This calamity brought great prosperity to the human race, and it took 129,900 Yuanhui. Add to that the Conferred God calamity, and it will take another 129,600 Yuanhui! It is enough for me to comprehend all the laws of the entire prehistoric world."

Looking at the vast void with burning eyes, Gui Xuan felt excited.

This primitive world seems similar to the primitive world No. 1, but in fact it is much weaker.

This is why Zhen Yuanzi and Hou Tu were able to suppress the Six Saints of Xuanmen with just their aura.

The huge gap in overall strength also made it very easy for him to comprehend the laws of nature.

His comprehension is beyond belief. To this point, he relies entirely on his comprehension to improve himself and control the laws.

Gui Xuan had a premonition that once he comprehended all the laws of the prehistoric world, unexpected surprises would appear.

This kind of surprise may determine whether he can break through the dream and become reality.

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Gui Xuan was waiting in Fenggun tribe.

Nuwa sat upright in the Queen Wa Palace, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing.

A white dot of light appeared in her palm, floating around.

"The secrets of the universe are in turmoil. I don't know if the previous arrangements can continue."

She traded the fate of the human race for a glimmer of hope for her elder brother.

But something unexpected happened in the underworld, which made Nuwa hesitate.

"Let's go and test the waters."

After thinking for a long time, Nuwa finally decided to go to the underworld.

If we delay any further and miss the opportunity, all our plans will change.

Once the decision was made, Nuwa did not delay any longer and disappeared into the Queen Nuwa Palace.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in the underworld.

To her surprise, Hou Tu had already appeared here, as if waiting for her.

Behind Hou Tu are the great witches of the Wu clan.

Without waiting for Nuwa to speak, Hou Tu said with a smile, "Sister, you are so slow to come. You made me wait so long."

Nuwa's eyes narrowed and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Nuwa suppressed her thoughts and said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, sister. This is a magical treasure that I found accidentally. It is my apology."

As he said this, he threw a magical treasure towards Hou Tu.

Hou Tu looked at the magic treasure in her hand, and the smile on her face became more and more intense. "Sister, you are so polite. I feel a little embarrassed."

Sorry to postpone it.

Nuwa felt helpless.

She always felt that Hou Tu was a little different from before, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Nuwa said, "In that case, sister, I will get straight to the point."

"We have calculated that the next catastrophe will bring prosperity to the human race, and the human race will become the protagonist of heaven and earth. When I and the Taiqing Saint deduced the fate of the human race, we found that the human race should have three emperors and five sovereigns to suppress the fate of the human race."

"My elder brother Fuxi died in the war between wizards and demons, and only a trace of his soul remained in the world. He can be one of the Three Emperors."

"This time I came to find my sister because I want to use the six reincarnations in the underworld to reincarnate my elder brother into the human race. I hope my sister can help me."

After saying that, he looked at Hou Tu, feeling a little nervous.

If he had been able to rely on his saintly strength to force Hou Tu to agree in the past, but now Hou Tu's strength is so strange that it is impossible to do so.

Nuwa had no choice but to negotiate with him in a friendly manner.

Hou Tu looked at Nu Wa and said calmly, "You want me to lead the way in the reincarnation world with just a low-grade innate spiritual treasure. Sister, are you looking down on my underworld too much?"

"What do you mean?"

Nuwa was stunned.

Hou Tu looked indifferent, "Not enough!"

"If you want to use my reincarnation path to cleanse Fuxi's soul, my sister's low-grade spiritual treasure is not enough."

Nuwa's mind was churning as she stared at Hou Tu seriously, "Do you want to unite?"

No rejection means there is room for discussion, but we don’t know what Hou Tu wants.

Hou Tu suddenly smiled and said, "I want two, one is the River Map and Luo Shu, and the other is the demon flag of the demon clan!"

"Impossible!" Nuwa refused without even thinking.

These two treasures, one is related to Fuxi's human race's enlightenment, and the other is related to his demon cult leader's control over the demon race.

How can I hand it over?

However, Hou Tu just looked at Nuwa with a smile without saying a word.

After a long while, Hou Tu finally spoke, "It seems that your brother is not that important in your heart. You are reluctant to give him two spiritual treasures. Tsk tsk..."

"you!"

Nuwa was furious, "You are the ancestor of the witch clan, and you still want to control the demon clan!"

Hou Tu spoke slowly, "It is a good thing for the saints of both the witch and the lich tribes to put aside their differences and march west together. Why can't I control the demon tribe?"

"Sister, do you think I have a good temper and will just do whatever you say?"

boom!
As he spoke, Hou Tu's aura changed drastically.

A shadow appeared behind him.

He has a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind his back, two hands in front of his chest, and both hands holding a Teng Snake.

It was the true form of the Ancestral Witch.

"Meet the ancestral witch!"

The great wizard behind Hou Tu had a fanatical look on his face, bowed and shouted!
Nuwa was shocked. "Haven't you already left the Wu Clan and transformed into a reincarnation? How is it possible..."

She actually possesses the true body of the Ancestral Witch!

At this moment, in Nuwa's eyes, Hou Tu was no longer just a saint of reincarnation, but the goddess Pingxin.

But he is a thorough witch saint!
A bad premonition arose in her heart.

Sure enough, Hou Tu waved her hand, and the two spiritual treasures on her body, the River Map and the Luo Shu, and the Demon-Calling Banner flew out involuntarily and fell into Hou Tu's hands.

In the face of Nuwa's incredulous gaze, Hou Tu said calmly, "Just wait for the right time to send Fuxi's soul over, and you can leave now."

Nuwa opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she was expelled from the underworld by a powerful magical force. When she appeared again, she had returned to the Nuwa Palace.

"How is this possible! I am also a saint!"

Nuwa was shocked.

Hou Tu, how did you do it?

(End of this chapter)