Covering the Sky: I, Fuxi's Son, the Proven Emperor

Now was the perfect time to give the big black dog a good beating. With a lightning strike, he sent the dog flying far away, its body charred black, howling in pain.

"These are the materials I intend to offer to His Highness the Human King to maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao Alliance. They are archaeological artifacts, no, they are materials that seize the wealth of heaven and earth to seek the well-being of all living beings."

Duan De continued, taking the opportunity to boast about his achievements, sounding quite smug.

In terms of wealth, even ordinary experts cannot compare to him, after all, he is a master of feng shui and archaeology.

"These guys, I didn't expect them all to have such amazing skills. And this fat Taoist priest is a big spender?"

Jiang Caixuan found it interesting, and everyone gave her a big surprise.

As a young lady from a prominent family, everything they said was new and interesting to her.

The big black dog, originally furious, took out thirty-six array flags, ready to fight the fat Taoist priest.

But after hearing Duan De's words, since this was something intended to be offered to the Heavenly Alliance, they felt embarrassed to pursue the matter further.

He said to Zixia with resentment, "Zixia, remember this: neither the monkey nor the Taoist priest is a good person!"

Zixia was also taken aback and began to doubt her own judgment. Was this big black dog really reliable?

He can teach me unparalleled scriptures, but it doesn't seem reliable.

Chapter Seventy-Two: The Eternal Universe Sutra

"I am a sage emperor who does not contend with petty people."

Feeling Zixia's gaze, the big black dog became embarrassed.

"My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but a dog will never fall down." It mustered its strength to heal its wounds, stubbornly declaring.

However, it was indeed special, possessing an indestructible body and an immortal form, and quickly recovered.

"Little Black, come here."

Feng Yi waved his hand and handed a storage bag to the Black Emperor.

The place was filled with spiritual energy, and there were countless precious medicines and source stones, more than the entire fortune of a holy son.

His mind raced, and he thought that raising a local dog wouldn't be so bad. He could say in the future, "You can't even beat my dog!"

"Woof, it's still you who loves me the most, little master."

The big black dog was very excited and proud. Taking advantage of its master's power, it became even more arrogant.

It seemed to be having a lot of fun, almost lying on the ground and rolling around with its belly exposed.

However, he quickly realized that he was the great Black King, how could he act like a country dog?

It took the storage bag, glanced at Duan De, as if showing off.

"By the way, this is the Sun and Moon Divine Seal, an ancient and wondrous technique. You can try to comprehend it."

Feng Yi continued, taking out an ancient book that exuded Daoist charm.

It symbolizes the rotation of the sun and moon and the changing of the seasons; it is a gift sent by the Holy Lord of Dayan as an apology.

Everyone treated him well, and naturally, they also trained him to improve his abilities.

As the ancients said, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven," which illustrates this principle.

"Alright, thank you, Your Highness. Let's watch it together."

The little dragon king in green responded that he was very calm and had a good relationship with everyone.

Although they may be joking around, they are united in their dealings with others and are comrades-in-arms; everyone knows that.

Even Duan De and the big black dog restrained themselves a bit.

"Don't be so polite, you're one of us too."

Zixia was somewhat aloof, feeling that her relationship with the King of Men was still shallow, and she was too embarrassed to look at other people's divine arts.

The big black dog raised an eyebrow, telling her to look without worry.

In its heart, this was the mother of the future innate sacred body, and it always felt that its little master had an aura similar to that of a sacred body.

Perhaps it can be born, and with the influence of the Western Emperor, it's natural to favor it even more because of the love for the house.

"Yes, Zixia, since you're here, you can learn."

The others also spoke, all very friendly, showing goodwill and trying to completely bring Zixia into their small group.

"Ok."

Zixia no longer held back, let go of her inner turmoil, and considered herself a member of the Human King's faction.

She turned around, her eyes clear and bright, and carefully examined the ancient book.

The tadpole-like characters on it are constantly changing, full of infinite inspiration and profound meaning.

"buzz"

As a naturally born Daoist, Zixia possessed high Daoist wisdom and astonishing comprehension. She quickly became immersed in the experience and experienced a wondrous state.

A magnificent sun rose behind her, majestic and splendid.

She is like a sun goddess, standing high in the sky, illuminating the earth.

Soon, the sun set in the west, and a silver moon appeared, radiating a soft light that nourished all things.

The alternation of the sun and moon, and the illumination of the gods, seem to represent eternity and nurture the universe.

"Such amazing comprehension! No wonder the big black dog said she could be groomed to be a female emperor."

Tu Fei murmured, a strange look appearing on his face. He was also a prodigy, comparable to a saint.

Before you've even begun to understand it, you find it obscure and difficult to comprehend, while others have already achieved something significant.

Clearly, he was far inferior to Zixia in terms of comprehension, and lost completely.

“As the divine son of the Jiang family, it’s simply outrageous that you still don’t know the Hengyu Scripture. Come with me and let’s go to the Scripture Pavilion to learn it.”

Jiang Caixuan, dressed in red, looked graceful and charming. She rolled her eyes at Feng Yi and urged him softly.

As she spoke, a gust of wind blew by, causing her black hair to flutter and carrying a sweet, rose-like fragrance.

Today, she wore a red glass dress and crystal shoes, looking like an angel fallen to earth.

Her feet were perfectly shaped, exquisite, slender and well-proportioned, captivating the eye, like the most perfect creation of heaven.

Yet her playful yet aloof demeanor only adds to her charm!

"Alright, it's time."

Feng Yi responded and agreed. During this time, he studied the Origin Technique and calmed his mind.

Learn from the natural world and its topography, and cultivate yourself to gain enlightenment and accumulate knowledge.

Because by studying the Emperor's Scriptures, one can draw inferences from similar cases, and the first encounter with such scriptures often yields the greatest benefits.

"Swish"

Jiang Caixuan, like a fairy on water, flew through the Pure Land on a divine rainbow.

A gust of wind rose beneath Feng Yi's feet, vast and unrestrained, carrying him forward.

The two stood side by side, like a divine couple, envied by all, their elegance unparalleled.

The endless mountains and rivers receded, disappearing like a stream of light. After flying for hundreds of miles, they finally arrived at a low mountain.

This place is rustic and natural, with lush green grapevines encircling the wooden frame.

There were two or three thatched huts, and the simplicity and frugality were almost frightening. There were even some vegetables growing there, as if ordinary people lived there.

"Grandpa Yunfeng, I've brought the Divine Child to the Scripture Pavilion."

Jiang Caixuan is very lively. When she saw an old man hoeing the ground, she greeted him warmly.

The man was tall with silver hair and bronze skin, exuding a sense of age. He stopped what he was doing when he saw Jiang Caixuan arrive.

With a touch of kindness, she said indulgently, "It's Caixuan, my little girl. It's been a while since you've come."

"No, Grandpa, I've been thinking of you."

The girl smiled sweetly and whispered to the old man, then took out some spiritual food and fruits and offered them to him.

For the old man guarding the pavilion, the quantity of the items is not important; it's the thought that counts.

Then, she introduced to Feng Yi, "Grandpa Yunfeng is an elder of our clan. He guarded the Scripture Pavilion for his entire life, which is of great merit. My grandfather was like that when he was young."

The girl said slyly, her ruby-like eyes sparkling with intelligence.

"Greetings, senior."

Feng Yi felt a sense of wonder. The ancient Jiang family was indeed full of hidden talents. There was an unfathomable aura about this old man.

However, they are still elders, so basic manners should still be observed.

"You're too kind, Divine Child. The purest blood of the Great Emperor flows in your veins, and everyone in the Jiang Clan must show you respect."

Elder Jiang Yunfeng said kindly, and also bowed, showing reverence for the ancestral blood of Hengyu.

With his strength, he could naturally see that Feng Yi was extraordinary, even more terrifying than the imperial princes recorded in ancient books.

"Wow"