Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

At this moment, Luo Hou's eyes flickered.

Qin Ming clearly knew that setting up a mental tribulation would bring him endless benefits on his demonic path, so why did he agree to it so easily?

Of course, at this moment he was using the Heavenly Demon Qi to shroud Fuxi's primordial spirit.

Fuxi was the emperor of the human race and played a very important role in the way of humanity.

But he didn't believe that Qin Ming had no other way to cure Fuxi.

After all, Qin Ming was the embodiment of the Pure World White Lotus, and now the Pure World White Lotus has reached an unprecedented level of thirty-six grades.

Once he undergoes another transformation, Qin Ming's foundation will be able to break through to the ranks of top-tier Chaos Demon Gods.

Although he still had some hidden trump cards, he was only 50% confident in facing the mysterious Qin Ming.

This time, he didn't intend to strike decisively, but rather to plan for the future.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ming readily agreed.

Did he see through her plans and trump cards, or did Qin Ming have a deeper plan?

"What, the mighty Demon Ancestor, now the Heavenly Demon King, dares not agree?"

Seeing Luo Hou's ever-changing expression, Qin Ming immediately sneered.

The establishment of mental tribulations is inevitable.

Even though he thwarted Rahu's plan this time, he could not completely prevent Rahu from setting up the mental tribulation.

After all, as the number of cultivators in the prehistoric world increases, once a cultivator reaches the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, unless they die unjustly, their lifespan will be the same as that of heaven and earth.

If a cultivator wants to continue to improve their cultivation, they need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The higher one's cultivation level, the more spiritual energy one can absorb.

In doing so, the burden on heaven and earth is increased invisibly.

Therefore, the primordial world underwent one great calamity after another, in order to drastically reduce the number of cultivators.

The establishment of the Heart Tribulation can also reduce the problem of cultivators becoming proficient.

After all, the demonic path does not aim to encompass all things in heaven and earth.

Their cultivation method relies entirely on absorbing the essence, energy, spirit, and karma of other cultivators to achieve self-improvement.

If a mental tribulation is established, cultivators in the primordial world who wish to advance will not only have to resist the heavenly tribulation, but will also have to face the mental tribulation that will appear at any time.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty for cultivators to master advanced techniques.

Therefore, even if he takes action this time, he cannot stop the establishment of the Heart Tribulation.

In that case, why doesn't he use this matter to gain some benefits?

As for Rahu's schemes, it won't be too late to settle accounts when Rahu officially descends upon the prehistoric world.

Upon hearing Qin Ming's provocation, Luo Hou's expression hardened.

He couldn't figure out what Qin Ming's scheme was.

The Heart Tribulation is related to the next step of the demonic path's plan.

Since Qin Ming agreed, why not go with the flow?

Having thought of this, Rahu immediately agreed:

"good!"

"I agree to this deal!"

"I hope you won't stop me when the time comes."

After saying this, Rahu deliberately dispersed the demonic energy that had been binding Fuxi.

As the demonic energy dissipated, the deathly aura that had surrounded his body also quickly dissipated.

Powerful magical energy flowed continuously, constantly enhancing Fuxi's life essence.

However, Fuxi recovered in an instant.

Fuxi slowly opened his eyes, and after a moment of confusion, looked at Nuwa. He immediately stood up excitedly and bowed deeply in respect.

"Fuxi pays respects to the Holy Mother!"

"Please, Holy Mother, have mercy and use your great power to save our human race from this natural disaster."

Looking at Fuxi, who had no memory of his past life, Nuwa's beautiful eyes revealed a complex expression:

"This natural disaster is an inevitable tribulation for humanity to become the eternal protagonist."

"No cultivator can stop this calamity; only the human race itself can avert it."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi's expression shifted rapidly:

"Please, Holy Mother, teach me."

Upon seeing this, Nuwa sighed deeply:

Natural disasters are not insurmountable.

"Know that human will can overcome nature."

After saying that, Nuwa ignored her and vanished from the spot in a flash.

She wanted to go and ask Qin Ming why he had suddenly agreed to Luo Hou's request.

After Qin Yu and the others respectfully saw Nuwa off, they patted Fuxi on the shoulder:

"Fuxi, the human race has suffered many calamities, yet each time you have managed to turn misfortune into good fortune. Why is that?"

"It means that the human race works together with one heart and one mind."

"As long as humanity's will is like that of a dragon, what can natural disasters do?"

"The solution to this natural disaster lies not with others, but with you."

"You are the sovereign of humankind, the destined emperor. Only with your leadership can humankind overcome this calamity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dharma forms of Qin Yu and the others also dissipated.

Upon seeing this, a resolute look appeared in Fuxi's eyes. Ignoring the advice of the great sages of the human race, he left the human race's imperial city and went deep into the various disaster-stricken areas of the human race to personally observe the situation of the natural disaster.

A hundred years, a thousand years, in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed.

At this moment, 110,000 years have passed since Fuxi became the supreme ruler of the human race.

As he approached his limit, Fuxi still had not found a way to overcome the natural disaster.

This situation made Fuxi extremely anxious.

Unbeknownst to him, Fuxi returned to his birthplace.

Looking back on the past, Fuxi's mood gradually calmed down. He sat cross-legged on a large rock at the edge of the Luo River, and various scenes of natural disasters flashed through his mind.

"Cultivators can use their magical power to calculate the past and future. As long as no powerful being obscures the secrets of heaven, they can make some calculations."

"However, the cultivation levels of humans vary greatly, with ordinary humans making up the majority. They lack magical power and the ability to comprehend the will of heaven through their primordial spirit; how can they calculate and evolve?"

Natural disasters cannot be eliminated, but they can be avoided.

"If we could create a way for ordinary people to predict natural disasters, then whenever a natural disaster is about to occur, humanity could avoid it in advance."

"In this way, although it cannot solve the problem once and for all, it can at least address the symptoms of the current frequent natural disasters."

"But how do we create it?"

Just as Fuxi was lost in thought, a baby suddenly floated on the Luo River.

Looking at the infant, Fuxi was taken aback. He then used his magic to summon the baby, secretly calculating for a moment before a look of surprise appeared in his eyes:

"They're actually father and daughter?"

"In that case, from this day forward, you shall be called Feng Mifei."

As he spoke, Fuxi summoned a deer and personally fed Mi Fei her milk.

In the days that followed, besides taking care of Mi Fei, Fu Xi pondered how to create a method that would allow ordinary people to predict natural disasters.

Time flies, and another thousand years have passed.

The infant Mi Fei has now grown into a beautiful young woman.

On this day, Mi Fei brought the prepared food to Fuxi:

"Father, it's time to eat!"

Fuxi was not angry that Mi Fei had interrupted his thoughts. Instead, he picked up the food that Mi Fei had given him and was about to eat when he suddenly had an idea when he saw the tortoise shell containing the food.

Forgetting about his meal, Fuxi immediately poured out the food and carefully examined the tortoise shell, while a flash of inspiration struck him.

However, the flash of inspiration was too fast for Fuxi to catch.

Just as Fuxi was frowning in distress, the once calm Luo River suddenly began to churn.

Upon seeing this, Mi Fei was immediately frightened and hid behind Fu Xi.

As for Fuxi, he calmly watched the Luo River slowly part.

A short while later, a dragon-horse and a divine tortoise slowly emerged from the Luo River.

This dragon-horse has a dragon's head and a horse's body, covered in scales, and carries a picture on its back.

The turtle's shell is covered with a nine-square grid pattern, which corresponds to the order of heaven and earth, and it carries a book that radiates divine light.

The two mythical beasts came to Fuxi's side and prostrated themselves on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Fuxi comforted the frightened Mi Fei, picked up the Hetu and Luoshu, examined them carefully, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He finally figured out a way to help ordinary people predict natural disasters in advance.

With this in mind, Fuxi used the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams, comparing them with the mysterious patterns on the dragon horse and the divine tortoise, and quickly evolved them.

As time passed, Fuxi's aura grew stronger and stronger.

However, in just three thousand years, Fuxi's cultivation level soared from the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal to the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and he was only one step away from proving the Dao.

At this moment, Fuxi looked at the Bagua pattern in front of him, suddenly stood up, and laughed loudly to the sky:

"Haha, I did it! I finally did it!"