That sword stunned the years, and the Tai Chi diagram flew, allowing the Dao to stay from the long river of time and imprinted. When the sword light fell, Yi Wanjun saw Zhong Yue's body in the Tai Chi diagram, like a natural word "Tao". n∈n∈, (Zhaizhu Note: If you want to see the writing of the ancient word Tao, please add the WeChat account of the Zuzhu public: zhaizhu00, reply: Tao, you can see the pattern of the word Tao. There were many ways to write the word Tao in ancient times. The word Tao chose the most primitive way of writing, the writing method on the bell and tripod in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. Let's see if it is a human head and snake body, and the sun and moon Tai Chi are hidden inside.)

This scene will always be imprinted in her heart and soul.

Fuxi, with the head of the god and the body of the snake, contains the sun, moon, Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, and is standing tall and the earth. Isn’t it just the word Tao?

This is an imperial-level visualization diagram. Although the visualization is Zhong Yue, it represents the last generation of the Heavenly Emperor of Fuxi. The mysteries are hidden in Zhong Yue's figure.

She accidentally obtained an unfathomable inheritance, which had a great impact on her and was shocked unparalleled.

When the sword fell, the world suddenly began to shatter and collapsed continuously, and the evil being bleeded, and his body quickly retreated and disappeared.

An evil voice seemed to come from the depths of time and space, making people shudder: "The second seal has been passed by you. But the torch has been extinguished and the old ghost has died. What have you used to get the third seal?"

An old laugh came from Zhong Yue's mouth: "I can go back a thousand years ago and fight with you again!"

This space of time is still collapsing, like pieces of glass shattered. Zhong Yue suddenly felt his weakness, his knees softened, and he knelt on one knee, and he was holding the innate magic sword in his hand so that he did not let himself fall down.

The spirit of the Heavenly Emperor borrowed his body and fought again with the evil existence. He witnessed the battle between the two strongest beings with his own eyes. The soul of Fuxi's last Heavenly Emperor used his body to perform all his magical powers, as if he was performing it.

Although Yi Wanjun imprinted Zhong Yue's figure in his heart and obtained an emperor-level visualization picture, what he got was all the true teachings of the last generation of Fuxi Emperor!

The Emperor of Heaven personally passed it on!

"Tungsten..."

Zhong Yue didn't bother to comprehend the true teachings of the Emperor of Heaven. He raised his head with a knife and looked at the copper lamp in Yi Wanjun's hand. The copper lamp in Yi Wanjun's hand seemed to burn out all the lamp oil, and the light began to dim quickly.

His body trembled, and there was endless grief, his heart was as painful as a knife cut and twisted.

He felt the torch was extinguishing, and his best friend, who had burned all the soul of the universe, was about to be completely extinguished.

Suddenly, a spirit flew out from his body. As the time and space collapsed, the spirit of the Heavenly Emperor gradually became dim.

"Don't leave!"

Zhong Yue tried his best to raise his head and whispered to the spirit of the Heavenly Emperor who was gradually fading away: "Save the Tinghuo! You are the Heavenly Emperor, a great existence that has created the six realms. You must have a way to save him!"

The old soul of the Emperor of Heaven looked at the extinguishing flame, stepped forward, picked up the faint flame in the copper lamp, and walked towards Zhong Yue.

"But Fuxi is still there, the torch will never be extinguished. The inheritance will never be extinguished."

The old soul had a kind of compassionate wisdom in his eyes, and placed the faint flame in front of Zhong Yue: "Child, are you willing to use your soul to ignite him? Are you willing to use your soul and lifespan as his lamp oil to keep him from extinguishing?"

"willing."

Zhong Yue lowered his head: "I am willing to let my soul be his oil, let him burn my life span, and let him perish."

The old soul continued to ask: "Child. Are you willing to choose a Fuxi when you are about to die of old age and are about to die, and pass on this fire to him, so that he can protect the torch. Let the torch inheritance be passed down from generation to generation?"

"Are you willing to bear it?"

Zhong Yue was silent for a moment, and looked up and said, "I'd like to give up!"

The old soul Zhan Yan smiled and said, "You are willing to use your soul to maintain him, burn him with your life span, and you are willing to give up on him. You are a good child, a true Fuxi, and a true inheritor of the torch."

He sent this flame into Zhong Yue's eyebrows, connected Zhong Yue's soul to the torch, and used Zhong Yue's life span to maintain the burning of the torch.

"I'm going to complete the battle a thousand years ago."

This space and time collapse completely, the soul of the Emperor of Heaven dissipated, and the voice seemed to come from the depths of the space and time: "Child, don't forget your vow today. Before you die, let the torch pass on and do not bring him to the grave."

He said in a long voice: "The young man of Fuxi is as if he is dead as a lamp. Before the lamp goes out, lit another lamp!"

He returned a thousand years ago, and finally this old soul severely damaged the evil and ended up scattering his soul. He finally won a thousand years of time for Fuxi in later generations.

Unfortunately, Fuxi has been silent for 100,000 years.

The time and space were shattered cleanly. Zhong Yue and Yi Wanjun opened their eyes and found that they were still in the mirror of Tianyuan Reincarnation, and they returned to the moment they disappeared.

Outside, the Tianyuan Reincarnation Mirror was still flying to the Six Path Realm of Tuoshan under the control of the King of Heaven. The Eighteen Emperors of Tianyun didn't know what they had experienced in this short moment.

Zhong Yue took the broken copper lamp from Yi Wanjun's hand. The copper lamp was empty, and the galaxy soul inside the copper lamp had completely extinguished and returned to death.

Only one flame was burning quietly in Zhong Yue's soul.

"Tenghuo..." Zhong Yue called softly.

...

Ziwei Emperor Star, a little boy with red lips and white teeth drove the auspicious clouds to the palace where the emperor lived. The emperor came to greet him and smiled and said, "Junior brother, how did you come when you have time?"

The little boy smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiantian, Master is awake, let me come and call you."

"Master is awake?"

The innate Emperor was surprised and happy, and hurriedly said, "Why did Master wake up and see me? Do you know what happened?"

"I don't know."

The boy returned with him and said, "Master is becoming more and more unfathomable. How can we guess? But when Master wakes up, he will see you, and there must be something big."

The two of them came to the illusory place, and saw a breath of death and decay everywhere, and darkness was flowing faintly. The emperor respectfully bowed his head and walked forward, came to an ancient palace, and stood outside.

"Master, when you wake up this time, your injuries should have been healed, right?" the Emperor said respectfully.

"He has recovered, even better than before."

A voice full of vicissitudes came from the hall, and said leisurely: "One hundred thousand years ago, the fire of the Soul of the Earth and the old ghost joined forces to give me a fatal blow, almost killing my life. Haha, how could they know that I actually took this opportunity to go further and get closer to the legendary realm?"

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "If Master can enter that impossible world, it would be a great joy! There is another thing to be reported to Master. Not long ago, a girl from Fuxi appeared. She actually made a fuss about Ziwei. Unfortunately, she escaped. However, not long after, another half-blooded Fuxi appeared. Now I have ordered Ziguang to go and capture it. Calculate the time, Ziguang should come back soon."

He hesitated and said, "Fuxi has not appeared for tens of thousands of years, and now there are two at a time. I doubt there is anything unusual here. Ten thousand turtle gods in the Heavenly Hexagrams are divined. After calculating the source, all these celestial gods have died. Only one old turtle god said two words, "Turkey. I doubt... Could it be that the legendary inheritance fire has returned, and is it related to the two Fuxis..."

The vicissitudes of voice in the hall said, "I know this. Can a mere little Fuxi still make a fortune? These things will be left to you to deal with, and there is no need to bother me to me to recuperate. Also, the torch has been extinguished."

The vicissitudes of life gave people a feeling of relief, and they smiled and said, "I watched him extinguish. Haha, although I was severely injured for 100,000 years, it is still worth it for him to extinguish him. The Fuxi reign with the torch is like this."

A scroll flew out from the hall and fell into the hands of the emperor.

The Emperor opened the portrait and looked at it, was slightly stunned, and said in a lost voice: "It's him! He is one of the two remnants of Fuxi! Could it be that he has obtained the inheritance of the torch?"

"The fire is dead, don't worry."

The vicissitudes of life said leisurely: "It's not worth worrying about just two Fuxis. But this is a good opportunity to bring out all the backhands left by Fuxi back then and to capture all the remnants of the remnants. Innately, you can do this for me well. I have great expectations for you and think you are the choice of the Emperor of Heaven, so don't let me down."

The emperor was overjoyed and bowed quickly and said, "Disciples will definitely catch all the remnants of Fuxi and the remnants of the country, so that the master can rest assured!"

"Very good. Go."

The emperor was overjoyed and turned around and left.

In this matter, Zhong Yue waited for a while in the mirror of Tianyuan Reincarnation, but Tinghuo never responded.

A fine cold sweat broke out from Zhong Yue's forehead. The torch was the fire of the soul of the universe. It was burned with the help of the soul of the universe. When Emperor Shu made it, he refined an old Milky Way galaxy and refined it into the fire of the soul of the universe. Can his soul and life span really make the torch continue to burn?

"Tinghuo?" Zhong Yue's voice trembled a little.

The little flame in his soul still did not respond at all. Zhong Yue's heart gradually sinks. Could it be that the last Emperor of Fuxi's words were not accurate? Is it just comforting him, just to inherit a spirit, is it just a lie that will not make him decadent?

"Tinghuo, are you still alive?" Zhong Yue almost burst into tears.

But the little flame still didn't respond.

Zhong Yue was completely disappointed, and suddenly an impatient voice came from his soul, and he said angrily: "Why are you quarreling? You're annoying!"
Chapter completed!