The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 4: Changes in the Yellow Mud Altar of the Heavenly Monument Mysterious Method

Heavenly monument.

It is the condensation of the great laws of the Nine Provinces emperors of this world, and is also a signpost to the place of deception they have set for the emperors of the heavens.

There are nine in total, and the one in front of Feng Yi is the heavenly monument that suppresses the Yellow River.

Several civilizations ago, during the battle between the Kyushu dragons and the alien worlds, in order to fight against the many powerful beings from the alien worlds, the Ancestral Dragon summoned this heavenly tablet at all costs, wanting to use this treasure to fight against the powerful enemy.

But unfortunately, there are also masters in other worlds.

They used forbidden methods to deceive the heavens and the earth, borrowed the power of cause and effect, and in turn borrowed the heavenly tablet summoned by the Ancestral Dragon to suppress the other party.

After that, the ancestor dragon died and turned into the source of life for Kyushu, the Yellow River.

The Heavenly Monument was then suppressed on the Yellow River.

The part of the monument in front of Feng Yi that was hidden under the riverbed had the words "Yellow River" written on it, which together meant "Forever Controlling the Yellow River".

As his thoughts turned, he came to the Heavenly Stele, placed his palm on the ancient Heavenly Stele, and slowly stroked the mysterious patterns on it.

嗡

As if sensing something, a bright light suddenly appeared on the heavenly monument.

A vast, ancient and powerful aura blew towards him, causing Feng Yi to lose his mind.

"This is."

A whisper sounded, as if he sensed something. He stretched out his hand, and an ancient and exquisite yellow mud altar appeared in front of him, emitting a mysterious aura, covering the heavenly monument in front of him.

boom

The Heavenly Monument shook violently, and increasingly brilliant light rose from the ancient monument, forming an extremely strange pattern.

It was a tragic picture like the end of the world. Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning and thunder roared. Above the earth, mountains collapsed and magma surged. In the sea, a tsunami surged. It was like a natural disaster.

"Buzz, clack, ah, roar, moo, hoot, hoot, hoot!"

When the strange change occurred on the Heavenly Monument, Feng Yi subconsciously combined his mind with the yellow mud platform in front of him and activated the eight original sounds contained therein.

The original sounds were like the first sounds at the beginning of the universe, carrying the meaning of the creation of the world, and instantly resonated with the celestial monument in front of them.

The next moment, the pattern on the Heavenly Stele began to change. The images in it were reorganized and evolved, eventually forming an ancient and complex engraving.

The traces and rhythms on the engraving are like the imprint of the Tao left by a supreme being, narrating His perceptions, His Tao, and His laws.

The moment Feng Yi saw this ancient engraving, his mind roared, as if he saw the origin of the technique he was currently practicing.

Countless insights emerged in his mind, and the skills in his body automatically began to be completed and perfected according to this ancient engraving.

As his skills became more sophisticated, Feng Yi's own Qi began to undergo tremendous changes.

"Buzz, clack, ah, roar, moo, hoot, hoot, hoot!"

But at this moment, before Feng Yi could take the initiative, the yellow mud altar flew directly to his head, dropping a lavender sacred light that continuously merged into his body, causing his Qi to return to its previous state.

At the same time, the eight sounds of origin rang out, resonating with his mind, making his soul in a state of emptiness and clarity. He vaguely comprehended the true meaning of the origin of the Great Dao of Changes, Chaos Tai Chi, and Yin and Yang Bagua.

With the understanding of the true meaning contained in the yellow mud altar, the route of Feng Yi's internal exercises changed again. It no longer changed with the engravings, but underwent a completely new adjustment. There were overlaps with the route of the ancient engravings on the heavenly monument, but there were also subtle differences. Instead, it became more and more in line with his own temperament and physique.

Countless black and white spots of light appeared at his sides, and the yin and yang lines were constantly arranged and combined to form various innate hexagrams, which contained everything. It seemed to be the embodiment of the great principles of Yi in the world, representing the evolution of all things.

At the moment when the wind was about to change, Xiao Chen looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked look on his face, and a bit of bewilderment appeared in his eyes. It was not that he had not seen the Heavenly Stele before, and he had successfully practiced a Heavenly Stele Profound Skill from it.

But what is going on with this brilliant scene that seems like a myth?

How come there was no change at all when I saw the Heavenly Monument before, but as soon as Brother Feng came, it seemed as if he had directly awakened the Heavenly Monument?

"Could it be that the so-called destined person of the Heavenly Monument mentioned by Brother Feng is a fake?"

At this moment, he felt like he was being pissed off by comparing himself to others.

At the same time, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at the yellow mud altar above Feng Yi's head, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

In a trance, he seemed to see a tall and hazy illusory figure, with the shapes of Yi Dao Tai Chi and Bagua flowing around him.

But the next moment, this illusory figure disappeared, as if everything was just his illusion.

"Buzz, clack, ah, roar, moo, hoot, hoot, hoot!"

Before Xiao Chen could think about whether this illusory figure was real or fake, the Eight Origin Sounds rang in his ears, causing him to fall into a state similar to enlightenment.

The mysterious method of the Heavenly Stele in his body was running, and Xiao Chen's aura and the ancient carvings on the Heavenly Stele seemed to form a whole.

Time passed slowly, and no one could have imagined that at the bottom of the surging Yellow River, there were actually two figures engaged in cultivation.

After an unknown amount of time, the light on the Heavenly Monument gradually dimmed, and the Eight Origin Sounds also disappeared.

嗡

A buzzing sound was heard, and Feng Yi opened his eyes. Like a sharp sword, it instantly illuminated the dark river bottom.

At the same time, countless black and white spots of light around him instantly gathered into his body, and the innate hexagrams of various yin and yang arrangements also disappeared.

With a stretch of his hand, the yellow mud altar fell back into Feng Yi's hands.

At this time, the skills in his body were not only completed and perfected, but also adjusted and improved according to his own situation, becoming more suitable for himself.

But what is puzzling is that his energy at this moment is still the same as before and he has not really broken through to a new level.

However, there was no disappointment on Feng Yi's face at this time. Instead, he looked at the yellow mud altar in his hand with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

From his previous insights, his spirit felt something and he already knew the reason why he couldn't break through.

Apart from being a time traveler, his body cannot truly conform to the original rules of this world.

More importantly, he has not yet truly integrated the power contained in the yellow mud altar.
No, it's not strength.
Or it is some kind of person, concept, origin or something like that.

This is something extremely important for his future.

Therefore, Feng Yi's own innate spiritual light was also instinctively preventing himself from breaking through.

As he stroked the yellow mud altar in his hand, countless thoughts surged in his mind, and finally converged into one name:
Fuxi!

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi felt something in his heart and looked at Xiao Chen next to him.

Feeling that Xiao Chen was about to complete his enlightenment, his heart moved, and the yellow mud altar in his hand merged into his body.

At this moment, he not only understood the reason why he could not break through, but also deduced from his previous insights what he should do next.

All of this requires the help of the mysterious object in one's spiritual world that allows one to travel through time.

(End of this chapter)