Looking at the Zixiao Palace in front of you, Fuxi's eyes showed a deep look of memories.

Yan and Huang were full of excitement and desire.

This is where the way of heaven is!

The beginning of all the great roads!

Here, they can definitely improve their own avenue!

"Let's go, let's meet the Taoist ancestor, and the Taoist ancestor will definitely solve our doubts!"

Fuxi came back to his senses from ancient memories and smiled at Yan Huang and said.

Yan Huang nodded, with a look of solemnity and awe.

That is the Taoist Ancestor!

He is the saint of heaven!

He is the ancestor of Taoism above the three thousand great roads!

The three of them walked up to Baiyu Square and then came to the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Fuxi bowed and shouted, "Disciple Fuxi, come and ask for the Taoist ancestor!"

Yan Huang also bowed and shouted: "Xuanyuan (Shennong) of the human race in the lower realm seeks to see the Taoist ancestor!"

Rumble...

The huge Zixiao Palace gate slowly opened, emitting a purple light.

Fuxi's face showed joy, and Yanhuang's eyes were also shining. At that moment, the three of them said, "Thank you, Daozu!"

After saying that, he walked in.

In the epic of the prehistoric world, the three emperors went...

It disappears!

It was not until the great Journey to the West that the Three Emperors were known again by the creatures.

For some reason, they were sealed in the Fire Cloud Palace where Hongyun used to live, and they were unable to leave...

But now, Hongyun is not dead, and Fireyun Palace has a master.

But these three people don't know what the ending is...

The Three Saints Emperors chased the Great Way.

But the human race is still the same.

Moreover, after Yao became the Holy Emperor, he even performed benevolent policies.

At the same time, the human race gradually focused on inheritance, and the surname was born according to it. The father's surname was the method of blood inheritance.

Here, another ten thousand years have passed, and the human race has been healthy and happy, and its number has continued to expand, occupying the entire eastern prehistoric land.

Ten thousand years will be the time limit for a generation of holy emperors to take charge.

This is the reason for long live.

After long live the throne of the Holy Emperor, the people will be elected again and the people will be reselected.

Similarly, after ten thousand years, Yao was also tired.

He was naturally willing to take off the burden of the Holy Emperor, and then devote himself to practicing and pursuing the quasi-saint path.

Yes, Yao, is not a quasi-saint.

In fact, none of the human race realized it.

When the Three Saints Emperor went to ask, after he disappeared, no quasi-saint appeared in the human race!

It seems that the quasi-saint road is far away from the human race!

at this point……

No one realizes it for the time being!

Those powerful human Hunyuan Golden Immortals who have not entered the quasi-saint.

I will only think it is a matter of my own understanding.

I have poor understanding and poor qualifications, so I cannot perceive my own way, so I cannot enter the quasi-saint.

The same is true for Yao.

So he planned to take off the burden of the Holy Emperor and devote himself to practicing!

You will definitely be able to break through and enter the quasi-saint at that time.

Another huge election, which is a grand occasion for the human race. In this election, Shun was naturally the one who received the most votes along the way.

After all, Shun was qualified to be elected as the Emperor of Humanity ten thousand years ago, let alone now.

Naturally, Shun became the fifth generation of the human race’s holy emperor!

And Yao...

Five hundred years after Shun succeeded to the throne, he broke through the quasi-saint time and fell under the quasi-saint catastrophe...

With Yao's peerless talent, he was unable to become a saint!

Everyone is regretting and stinging!

But equally, everyone also thought that Yao was worried too much about the human race, which caused his cultivation to stagnate, and then he died under the quasi-saint catastrophe...

Even the fifth generation of the Holy Emperor, Shun.

Still think so!

The whole clan held a grand funeral, and after mourning, he continued his peaceful and peaceful life.

Shun was also the Holy Emperor, and he still followed Yao's benevolent politics.

This has passed a thousand years.

Suddenly one day, the sky was gloomy and then it started to rain.

Of course no one will care about it when it rains.

But after half a day, the rain suddenly turned into heavy rain, and then expanded into heavy rain.

Even in the end, it turned into a waterfall like a waterfall that flowed backwards from the sky!

Endless rain falls from the sky!

The Human Emperor Shun knew at the first time that he immediately issued a decree to let many monks go to disperse the clouds and stop the rain.

But as the monk soared into the air to disperse the clouds, he suddenly realized.

This was a super heavy rain covering almost the entire eastern world!

A rain cloud of hundreds of millions of miles! How to dispel it!?

How to disperse it!?

It rains heavily! Rivers are full! Lakes are pouring back!

A sudden flood began suddenly!

...

The southern prehistoric world is still bright and the wind is bright.

Li Xuan stood in the yard, carrying his hands on his back, and looked east with a calm expression.

The southern prehistoric world will naturally not be affected by that flood.

Because in terms of terrain, the southern prehistoric world is relatively high.

The floods in the eastern prehistoric world will not flow here, but will only rage on the eastern prehistoric plains.

The flood that was rumored in ancient times has come...

This flood was indeed the will of heaven!

That is Hongjun!

However, its purpose seems to be to reduce humanity, not to find itself.

The basis of humanity is the human race.

Therefore, the fewer human races, the weaker human races, and the more human races, the stronger human races.

And this big flood will at least damage more than half of the human beings!

Li Xuan held his fist with his hands on his back, and his eyes were cold.

He just looked at the sky, as if he had seen the heavenly way and the way of heavenly way, Hongjun!

When I read epic myths in the past, I didn’t feel anything.

But now that Li Xuan has seen the process in person, he has completely understood.

The way of heaven is really too hostile to the way of humanity and human race!

Hateful! It's really hateful!!

It’s a pity that I don’t have the ability to break the way of heaven now!

But there will be some in the end!

Li Xuan opened and closed his hands slightly, and his thoughts were settled.

The eastern part is prehistoric, flooding! Flooding cities! Villages!

Countless human races were buried in the belly of fish.

Similarly, countless people began to roar, and they began to try their best to deal with such disasters!
To be continued...