Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 220 The Ninth Human Race Meeting! Xuandu attends the meeting!

How can it be!

Even Fuxi was shocked by this number. With so many Golden Immortals, even if the number of Golden Immortals in the twenty-four domains is added together, the number would probably not be much more than the number here.

As for the two little boys behind the crowd, their mouths were almost unable to close and their eyes were filled with shock.

Originally, the two of them had comprehended magical powers and their cultivation had reached the Xuanxian realm. They thought they were already masters, especially when they were patrolling the human territory. Among many tribes, no one could defeat them.

For a moment, I felt somewhat proud. Although I couldn't say I was arrogant, I was definitely a little complacent.

Now that they have arrived here, the pride of the two was shattered in an instant. There are more than tens of thousands of Golden Immortals here, so what is there to be proud of?

"here it is······?"

"Ancestral land, Zhonghuang Mountain?"

Fuxi pondered for a moment and asked. Although it was a question, there was affirmation in his words!

"Yes, this is the ancestral land of the human race, where the Holy Mother Nuwa created the innate human race!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded.

As he spoke, golden lights flashed before his eyes, and twenty-four figures appeared in the void. Each of them had a mighty aura, and was in no way weaker than the people on the white clouds at this moment.

Moreover, unlike the group of ancestors above the clouds who were surrounded by fairy light, the people in front of him were walking in the air, and a sense of vastness came over him. In a trance, it seemed as if he saw the ferocious beasts that wreaked havoc in the ancient times.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The people in front of us are definitely not ferocious beasts. They just give people that feeling.

"Is this, martial arts?"

Fuxi thought for a moment and spoke tentatively.

The aura of these people is very similar to that of the martial arts practitioners in the tribe, but their strength is really too strong. Among the twenty-four domains of the human race, the number of martial arts practitioners has actually exceeded that of immortals.

But in terms of numbers alone, in terms of high-level combat power, the number of martial arts practitioners lags far behind that of immortal practitioners. Among the twenty-four domains of the human race, the number of martial arts golden immortals is not very large, and the number of Taiyi golden immortals is even smaller.

So when he first saw everyone, Fuxi was a little uncertain.

"Not bad!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded again and answered Fuxi's question. Xianmai is the core of the immortal way, and this is the core of martial arts. All the martial arts masters of the human race are here!
At the same time, a group of human ancestors had gathered in the void. After they greeted each other, the eyes of the Yinmai ancestors and Zhisheng were all focused on Fuxi.

"This must be Fuxi, right?"

Zhisheng looked at Fuxi in front of him and spoke with affirmation.

"Fuxi has met the ancestor!"

Upon hearing this, Fuxi immediately bowed to Zhisheng.

Afterwards, he saluted again to the other twenty-three Hidden Vein Elders behind him and said, "Greetings, Elders!"

"No need to be polite!"

Chisei said with a smile on his face.

"You invented fishing nets, improved bows and arrows, invented traps and musical instruments, and more than doubled the ability of the human race to fish and hunt. You also raised more people. I heard that the number of newborns in the tribes below has tripled compared to before. All of this is thanks to you!"

"Thank you for your praise, ancestor!" "Everyone, let's go back to Zhonghuang Mountain first, and we'll talk again on the top of Zhonghuang Mountain!" Looking at the group of hidden vein ancestors who were staring at Fuxi with burning eyes, Jiang Haofeng said with a smile.

If this is not stopped, Fuxi and the twenty-four ancestors will chat one by one, and it will probably take a while.

"it is good!"

Everyone nodded upon hearing this. The elders of the Hidden Vein clans landed on the white clouds under Jiang Haofeng's feet, and everyone landed on the top of Zhonghuang Mountain together!
Fuxi landed on the top of the mountain and looked around curiously. He saw small wooden houses scattered on the top of the mountain, some located by the river, and some hidden in the woods. Each wooden house was in line with the avenue and each had its own mystery.

In the center of the mountain top, there are three buildings standing, including a wooden house built with wood. Judging from its appearance, it is no different from other wooden houses. However, above this wooden house, there is a faint light of merit shining in the void, which is obviously a treasure of merit.

Moreover, there is a plaque hanging in front of the wooden house with the words "Zu Ge" inscribed on it.

The two big characters are natural and harmonious, revealing a mysterious truth. At a glance, even if you have never seen them before, you can understand their meaning.

Next to the wooden house, there are two wooden houses that are smaller than this one. No, to be precise, only one is a wooden house, and the other is a bell tower. Under the bell tower, there is a big golden bell hanging, which radiates a rich light of merit. It is obviously also a spiritual treasure of merit.

However, the merit-filled spiritual treasures above are far inferior to those in the wooden house, and there are not many merits inside.

"This is?"

Fuxi asked with some surprise.

Even though Fuxi was a genius, the things that happened one after another here shocked him. Everything here was unknown to Fuxi.

"This is the core of the human race. Every decision made by the ancestral pavilion can represent the entire human race!"

Jiang Haofeng, who was beside Fuxi, explained.

Then, Jiang Haofeng turned to look at Fuxi and said:

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, with your contributions to the human race, you are fully qualified to become the Supreme Elder of our human race. Come in with us today."

Then, Jiang Haofeng turned his head and looked at the two little boys behind him and said, "This is the Human Race's Ancestral Pavilion. Non-human Supreme Elders are not allowed to enter. You two will guard the door. What to do next? Wait for me to come out and make arrangements!"

The two boys were startled, and then without any hesitation, they saluted and said:

"Yes, sir!"

"go!"

After settling the two boys, Jiang Haofeng looked at the golden bell beside him. He raised his hand and pointed it. A ray of golden light hit the golden bell, and the golden bell vibrated, but no sound came out. However, the bells on the waists of other elders also vibrated at the same time.

Looking at Fuxi's curious eyes, Jiang Haofeng made a gesture of invitation to Fuxi. Fuxi paused, saluted to Jiang Haofeng and said, "Ancestor, please go first!"

After some hesitation, Suiren led the other elders into the ancestral pavilion first, while Jiang Haofeng and Fuxi were the last to enter the pavilion.

Everyone sat down according to their respective seats, and a new cushion appeared in the ancestral pavilion, which was obviously prepared for Fuxi.

Under Fuxi's curious gaze, Jiang Haofeng sat cross-legged at the head of the group and said loudly, "Everyone, today we are convening the ninth clan meeting of our human race!"

"The elders of our human race are voting on Fuxi becoming the supreme elder..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Haofeng was stunned, looked up into the distance, then smiled and said, "Everyone, Xuandu will also come to this clan meeting, let's wait for him!"

(End of this chapter)