Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 234 Fuxi strikes the golden bell! The tenth human race meeting!
Fuxi's prestige has reached an unprecedented level. With such prestige, more and more luck is gathering on Fuxi. The amount of luck of the human race gathered on Fuxi alone has exceeded 60%!

The luck of the human race is concentrated in the hands of fifty-one supreme elders. However, the luck of Fuxi alone accounts for as much as 60% of the entire human race. This is truly terrifying!
The remaining 40% of luck was divided equally among the other fifty ancestors. Among them, the four who took the largest share were Jiang Haofeng, Suiren, Dachao, and Zhisheng.

Jiang Haofeng is the ancestor of martial arts, Suiren ignited the eternal fire of mankind, Dachao created houses, and Zhisheng invented clothes.

These things are things that the human race cannot live without. Even though Fuxi's prestige has reached its peak, the prestige of the four people among the human race is still very high.

Of course, among the Xianmai, everyone in the tribe did not know the name Haofeng. They only knew that there was a mysterious Martial Ancestor in the tribe!

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Zhonghuang Mountain!
A white cloud suddenly appeared, and above the clouds, two middle-aged men with extraordinary temperament stood on the clouds. They were Fuxi and Jiang Haofeng who had returned from their travels.

It took fifty-six years for the two men to travel to twenty-four tribes and two thousand six hundred clans of the human race. Although they did not visit every tribe, they basically explored every territory.

There are too many human tribes. Without using magical powers, it is totally unrealistic to visit all of them in just fifty-six years.

Moreover, it is not necessary to visit all the similar tribes. Fuxi and Jiang Haofeng would basically choose about ten tribes in an area to travel.

"Fifty-six years, merits and virtues are complete."

Jiang Haofeng looked at Zhonghuang Mountain in front of him and a smile appeared on his face.

Fuxi, who had already reached the Golden Immortal level, smiled when he heard this. "I have traveled for fifty-six years and gained countless insights. This trip was worth it!"

After a pause, Fuxi spoke again: "If we don't take this trip, some problems will definitely not be discovered."

"That's true."

Jiang Haofeng looked at Zhonghuang Mountain in front of him, with a gleam of light in his eyes, "It's just right, taking this opportunity, I also have something to tell you all."

Fuxi nodded upon hearing this, "That's good, we don't have to hold two clan meetings, and the ancestors in the clan can make fewer trips."

As the two were talking, they had already entered the Liang Yi Micro Dust Array. Looking at the familiar Zhonghuang Mountain, a gleam of light flashed across Fuxi's face. He raised his hand and a ray of golden light hit the golden bell surrounding the ancestral pavilion.

The golden bell moved silently, and the sound of silent bells resounded through heaven and earth. The golden bells on the waists of all the supreme elders suddenly vibrated.

That’s right, Fuxi and Jiang Haofeng came back this time to hold a clan meeting, and it was Fuxi who took the lead in convening it.

Of course, at the beginning, Fuxi wanted Jiang Haofeng to do it for him, but with Jiang Haofeng's encouragement, he came by himself.

The bell rang, and in Zhonghuang Mountain, the cultivators suddenly opened their eyes. For a moment, vast auras rose up.

Several streaks of light flashed by, and dozens of figures appeared in front of Zhonghuang Mountain. They were a group of people from the Hidden Veins.

After exchanging greetings for a while, everyone walked into the ancestral pavilion together. At the same time, in some Taoist temples on the top of Zhonghuang Mountain, figures who were in retreat suddenly opened their eyes, and a mighty Taoist rhyme disappeared.

Most of these people are from prominent veins. After watching Fuxi’s preaching fifty-six years ago, they had their own insights and have been in seclusion until now. If they had not felt the vibration of the bell, they would probably have continued to seclude themselves.

After all, it was only a mere fifty-six years, which was just a blink of an eye for everyone.

After waking up from their retreat, the elders of the human race burst out like streams of light and headed towards the central ancestral pavilion. As all the elders were in retreat in Zhonghuang Mountain, the golden bell rang, and in less than a quarter of an hour, 49 of the 51 great elders of the human race gathered together, leaving only two elders who had not achieved deep comprehension and had come out of retreat early, and were still rushing to Zhonghuang Mountain.

And this time, since Xuandu was in seclusion in Zhonghuang Mountain, he was not absent for the first time, just like last time.

The moment Xuan Du stepped into the ancestral pavilion, he was stunned.

Looking at the mysterious Dao rhyme on Jiang Haofeng, Xuandu's eyes suddenly widened, "You have made a breakthrough!"

Looking at the shocked Xuan Du, Jiang Haofeng smiled and nodded.

"congratulations!"

Xuandu's face was half surprised and half happy, and he said with a wry smile: "You are really amazing. I finally caught up with you for a while, but in less than a hundred years, you have fallen behind again."

After years of hard practice, Xuandu finally achieved the status of Hunyuan Golden Immortal and caught up with Haofeng. He was very happy.

Although he knew that Haofeng was practicing the way of wisdom and there was a high probability that he could not defeat Haofeng, at least he had caught up with him in cultivation level.

The good times did not last long. After only fifty years, they were brought down by Hao Feng again.

I really don't know how Haofeng practiced. The path of cultivation is difficult to comprehend. He is famous for his slow cultivation and strong strength. I didn't expect that in Haofeng's hands, he is strong and his cultivation speed is not slow!
What a monster!
After Xuan Du finished speaking, all the people present showed surprise and looked at Jiang Haofeng in shock. Then, their faces suddenly showed expressions of great joy and they all congratulated him.

When Taoist Wanxiang returned to Zhonghuang Mountain, the people of Xianmai were still practicing in seclusion and did not know that Jiang Haofeng had already made a breakthrough.

Compared to Xuan Du, the rest of the people were simply surprised. After all, the elders of the Xianmai clan knew in their hearts that they would never have the chance to catch up with Haofeng in this lifetime, so they naturally would not compete with Jiang Haofeng.

Jiang Haofeng smiled and waved his hand. Taoist Wanxiang, who was wearing a Taoist robe, walked in. He smiled and bowed, saying, "I am Wanxiang, nice to meet you all!"

"This is the three corpses in the legend. It is truly mysterious!"

In the ancestral pavilion, all the supreme elders looked at the Taoist Wanxiang in front of them with surprise.

Jiang Haofeng waved his hand, and Taoist Wanxiang directly merged into Jiang Haofeng's body. The three corpses were originally a part of Jiang Haofeng, and they could be dispersed or taken into the body. Moreover, the great masters of supernatural powers in the prehistoric times generally took the three corpses into their bodies.

After all, the three corpses remain in the body, and if the body encounters a crisis, they can still help the main body.

Except for some special places that need to be guarded, few people would separate the Three Corpses on their own.

"Which corpse did you kill?" Xuan Du on the side asked curiously.

"Self corpse."

"Great!"

"Among the three corpses, the good and evil corpses are the easiest to cut out, while the ego corpse is the most difficult to cut out. In the prehistoric times, many great men got stuck at this step. I didn't expect you to cut out the ego corpse right from the start!"

(End of this chapter)