Chapter 542

Fuxi's innate eight trigrams are like an infinite and invisible pocket. They put everything in the universe. Sui Renshi and Youchao listened carefully to Fuxi's explanation. With their wisdom, they knew the position of the way of eight trigrams in the human race. If everyone can learn it, they must turn bad luck into good luck when they go out.

Of course, it is unrealistic to want all of them. Therefore, as long as there are one or two in a tribe, they believe that the Terran will be more and more prosperous: "I want to spread this gossip to the whole Terran."

The Suiren family and the Youchao family immediately arched their hands and said, "the emperor's great virtue is the blessing of the human family."

Fu Xi immediately returned the gift. The two in front of him were human ancestors. He had existed in the world since Nu Wa created man. He couldn't stand the gift: "it's time to discuss the Xuling tribe now."

"Hmm?" Sui Ren frowned slightly and looked at the three people sealed by the eight diagrams on the ground. He couldn't help hesitating: "when this tribe first appeared, I went to investigate the Xuling tribe, but I didn't find anything suspicious."

Fu Xi shook his head: "I have calculated with the innate eight trigrams. The Xuling tribe does not exist in the flood and famine. Its origin is very mysterious. Although there is no obvious indication of the hexagram, I can see the imperial edict of black Qi covering the sky."

"Especially before, when I first came back, I found that the Terran dragon vein was in danger of being infected by black gas, so I took these three people."

As soon as Youchao's face changed, a bright light in his eyes cut through his eyes. At a glance, he found that the three people in front of him were a phase of nothingness, and even his own life did not exist. This was swallowing and giving up: "bold demons dare to invade our human body, and they don't come out quickly."

The three people who were sealed sneered and didn't answer. They looked at the eight trigrams shrouded around them. A trace of black gas filled out and constantly impacted the seal.

Seeing this, the Suiren family pointed out that the energy of firewood and fire turned into a prairie fire. As soon as they entered the three people's body, they heard a roar, and the black air broke out. The three virtual shadows in the fire struggled endlessly, and turned into fly ash in a moment.

"Hmm?" Fu Xi said softly. Although he knew that the three people had changed, he didn't know that the source of everything would be these three strange virtual shadows. As soon as he raised his hand, the eight trigrams fell into the sky. Countless pictures flew by, and finally there were only two words left: "virtual world"

The three people couldn't help looking at each other. They didn't know what the so-called virtual world was. Fu Xi thought for a moment and immediately worshipped the sky three times: "I hope the teacher can solve his doubts."

In the heaven, yuqingjue, who was chatting with yaochi, seemed to have an induction. A trace of divine light crossed his eyes and bent his fingers, but he saw a spiritual light flying away: "this is another test for the Terran."

The spirit light from the sky fell into Fuxi's eyebrows in an instant. After a moment, he couldn't help but sink his face: "the virtual world, it turned out to be such existence."

Youchao and Suiren asked, "is there anything wrong with the emperor?"

Fu Xi sighed and looked slightly dignified: "the teacher said that the virtual world is the other side of the famine. All the creatures in it are virtual shadows and Yuan souls. They are shapeless. When they come to the famine, they need a physical carrier."

"At the beginning, the teacher and several saints sealed the passage between the flood and the virtual world. At that time, some creatures in the virtual world fled everywhere. This robbery should be faced by the human race alone."

Xuling tribe, a new Terran tribe, rose after Huaxu achieved the status of Terran leader. In just a few years, it has become no less than several tribes around Huaxu.

Now

"Bang"

"Dead"

The roar, but saw a dark man with a bloodthirsty light shining in his eyes. It was the leader of the Xuling tribe: "you can do nothing useless."

The men at the bottom frowned slightly and looked at the angry leader: "Wang, what should I do now?"

Lian prison looked at Sen Han: "I wanted to turn the human Dragon into our stuff when the Emperor didn't come back. I didn't expect to fall short in the end. Depending on the situation, we have been exposed and ordered to let all the people in the tribe make up and mix with other tribes."

"Yes"

The galloping figure, three streamers breaking through the air, has resisted the sky of the virtual spirit tribe in an instant.

Countless heads surged below, but there was no trace of confusion between coming and going. Fu Xi frowned and raised his hand. The congenital eight trigrams broke out. The rotating Tai Chi diagram never found a trace of Yin evil spirit: "strange, there was no virtual yuan spirit here. Did we miss it?"

Youchao's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. As soon as he pointed out, it was like a cage in the sky. The vitality of heaven and earth surged away. For a moment, the earth trembled slightly. The people around him only waited for an earthquake, but they didn't care.

As soon as I raised my hand, the cage soared up on Sunday, and there was a trace of undetectable black gas flowing in it: "ran away."

"Hmm?" Fu Xi gave a deep thought, lowered his figure, walked slowly to an old man, arched his hands and said, "this old man, I don't know where the leader of Xuling tribe is. We people from Huaxu country came to visit."

The old man looked stunned, looked at the man in front of him, then smiled and said, "leader, go ahead. The largest house not far away is his residence."

"How is Hua Xu? I really want to go there. I can't walk because of my old bones."

He shook his head and turned back to his house.

Fu Xi smiled and stepped out in an instant. Looking at the house in front of him, he raised his hand and pushed the door in, but he saw that there was no smoke inside. Looking at the dust on the table, he seemed to have left for some time.

The two of the Suiren family lowered their body: "how, what did you find?"

Fu Xi shook his head: "left, the vast wasteland, how difficult it is to find. There is no omission in the congenital eight trigrams. Unfortunately, it is not omnipotent in the end. The secret of heaven is obscure. If you can't face-to-face, it can't be checked."

In the end, the three could only work in vain, jump up and go back to Huaxu state.

On the other side, in the middle of lihentian, a magnificent palace is located in it. In it, the supreme old gentleman is refining pills at the moment, and the gas of nature permeates the whole sky. Xuandu stared at the teacher in front of him, but he didn't know where to fly.

"Bang"

The forehead was hit, xuandu immediately regained his mind, and some smiled: "teacher."

The supreme old gentleman glanced at the xuandu: "Why are you distracted?"

Xuandu was deeply suspicious, and then said, "the Terran is in trouble. As a member of the Terran, I can only stay here. I'm ashamed of the Terran."

When the old gentleman heard the speech, he was silent. As soon as he raised his hand, the lid of the Dan stove soared up, and nine gold elixirs flew out. When he waved, a jade elixir bottle collected it, then threw it to xuandu and walked slowly towards the inner courtyard of the palace.

Xuandu looked at the old gentleman who left with some confusion, but saw a Tai Chi picture flying from him. In his ear, there came the old gentleman's words: "come back early."

Xuandu's eyes brightened and bowed down: "thank you, master."

Jin'ao island in the East China Sea, after becoming a saint, Sanqing also felt that Kunlun could not accommodate three saints and immediately moved here.

At this moment, the leader of Tongtian cult frowned slightly, looked at the wasteland, meditated for a moment, bent his fingers and flicked, but Taoist Duobao was puzzled when he saw an ancient long sword flying down.

"Hold the immortal sword as a teacher and go to the Terran. It will guide you."

Taoist Duobao bowed down and worshipped, and then walked out of the biyou palace with a sword: "the Terran has not gone for a long time, but has been in the biyou palace since he worshipped his teacher."

Whispers, flying, still turned into a golden light into the wasteland.

As the main peak of Kunlun, the emperor of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was not willing to fall behind. Since his two brothers had already shot, how could he not do it? At present, he handed over the three treasures Ruyi in his hand to guangchengzi: "take it as the teacher's most precious treasure to go to the human race and kill those who encounter the virtual spirit."

The two western saints also felt that the way of heaven had changed and sent their disciples to the wasteland. Only Nu Wa was a little embarrassed. She had never accepted an apprentice. She was just alone. When she looked at Lu Ya, she shook her head. After all, he was the prince of the demon family, and there was a feud with the human family itself: "once this robbery, my brother should achieve the highest position."

In the words, a trace of the power of creation came out, disappeared into the void and disappeared in an instant.

The wind and cloud began to move. With the yuan soul of the virtual world invading the human body, the famine thunder suddenly rose. In the Huaxu state, Fuxi, Suiren and Youchao looked dignified. The people of the missing Xuling tribe, the Xuling hidden in the human race, and where can the vast flood land be found.

The eight trigrams in circulation are changeable, but there is nothing to ponder: "find them as soon as possible. The yuan soul of the virtual world has wolf ambition, and the Terran has to guard against it."