Chen Mo had been tricked by the Human Emperor Fuxi without knowing it. If he stayed, he might still have a chance to survive, but if he left, he would definitely die. This was a very simple multiple-choice question, and Chen Mo didn't have difficulty choosing.

What made him most happy was that Emperor Fuxi actually gave him his Hetu Luoshu so generously. This was a real benefit, compared with the jade magic pills and elixirs that he had been fortunate enough to get before.

I don’t know how many times more precious it is.

If you use Hetu Luoshu as a reward, I'm afraid many great emperors will rush to help you.

However, it is precisely because of this that it shows how difficult it is for Chen Mo to help him next. Emperor Fuxi was even willing to give away the Hetuluo Book, which seems to have explained everything.

Of course, since Chen Mo has decided to help, he will never think of backing down, not only to repay Fuxi for helping him deduce the secrets of heaven and to give him the Hetu Luoshu, but also for his own life.

"Tell me, how can I, a young monk at the Golden Core Stage, help you, the Immortal Emperor?" Chen Mo said with a wry smile. Even now, he still doesn't feel that he can help Fu Xi.

Fuxi looked at Chen Mo with admiration and thought that the Donghua Immortal Emperor was indeed a man with unique vision. He could find such a good seedling among all living beings. Why hadn't he met such a person before?

When observing a person, you should not just look at the surface, but also look at the heart. Fu Xi saw the unyielding and stubbornness in Chen Mo's heart, and saw the bravery and decisiveness in his heart.

"You only have one chance. If you fail, then this world will not exist. Your relatives and friends will die in this disaster, and you yourself will bear the brunt." Human Emperor Fuxi said.

"I know the dangers involved very well, so you don't need to repeat it to me again." Chen Mo said, "Just tell me directly how I can help you."

Fuxi laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that he would be scolded by such a young boy, but he didn't care. He said: "The power of this dragon vein is too powerful. Even if I am not injured, I won't be able to take it down smoothly."

, not to mention that I have already been seriously injured. Over the years, my soul and the consciousness of Dragon Vein have fought countless times. At the beginning, we were evenly matched, but gradually I lost more and won less, and now, I almost

It's hard to beat it."

"This also means that I am getting weaker and weaker, but it is getting stronger and stronger. My soul is no longer its opponent, and my body is not strong enough to withstand its spiritual consciousness, so I need you to

Accept the spiritual consciousness of the dragon vein into your body, and I will help you refine it thoroughly. In time, the dragon vein will no longer have spiritual consciousness. Nature can refill the entire world, and the earth will eventually return to its former glory."

What Fu Xi said was quite simple, but Chen Mo was frightened when he heard it. He, a mere cultivator of golden elixir, wanted to take an emperor-level spiritual consciousness into his body? And also refine it?

"What an international joke! No, what a cosmic joke! Do you think this is possible?"

"Yes!" Fuxi said with certainty: "I have deduced the possibility of this matter, and the possibility is very high!"

Seeing Fuxi swearing so confidently, Chen Mo felt a lot more relaxed and quickly asked: "Then, do you know how high our success rate is based on your deduction?"

Fuxi frowned and thought carefully, then said: "I can't deduce the exact number because of your fate, but according to my rough estimate, the success rate must be more than one in ten thousand!"

"What? How much?" Chen Mo thought there was something wrong with his ears and asked.

Fuxi raised a finger and said proudly: "The success rate must be more than one in ten thousand!"

"..."

If Chen Mo wasn't worried that he couldn't beat him, Chen Mo would really want to give Fu Xi a good beating. The success rate is one in ten thousand, so why do you say so amazingly? Are you still very proud?

In Chen Mo's opinion, what's the difference between this one in 10,000 success rate and death?

Although Chen Mo is unwilling to accept this fact no matter what, it is the fact and it will not change whether you believe it or not.

Chen Mo did not have the right to choose. He could only passively accept this unacceptable success rate statement.

One in 10,000 is a glimmer of hope!

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we must use all our strength to amplify this glimmer of hope wirelessly!

"Then, let's get started!" Fuxi said calmly, with no trace of sadness or joy in his eyes.

He stood up from the dragon's head, his skirt-like white hair moving with the wind, forming a line of pure white snow silk in the wind.

"Fight in all directions, conquer the eight seas, and wipe out a little light in the world; holding a gun in hand, wearing armor, blood will not return after eight steps!" Fuxi sang the ancient war song loudly, and the song revealed endless vicissitudes of life, and there was a hidden meaning in it.

The heroism and determination that will never come back.

The skirt-like white hair danced messily in the air, covering the huge dragon head, like a large intertwined net, a net for catching dragons.

White hairs grew crazily, and soon the entire faucet was wrapped. Endless white light shone brightly, illuminating the Tianshan Mountains and projecting straight into the sky.

"Look! There is a white light in the sky!"

Just tonight, people all over the world have seen that bright light in the sky. It is a light more beautiful than the jade belt of the Milky Way, and a light that is more holy than the divine light.

Countless people walked out of their homes and stared at the white light. No matter which sect they belonged to, believers knelt on the ground devoutly and humbly, making wishes that they had not yet fulfilled in front of the white light. They marveled at the power of God and spoke in their mouths.

They loudly appealed to their faith in God. They firmly believed that this was a miracle performed by the main god they worshiped, and they could find text from various classics as proof.

Astronomers from various countries began to monitor white light frantically, and the whole world was shocked by this.

"Where does the white light come from?"

"The white light contains the power that can destroy the world!"

"Is it an invasion of alien creatures or a miracle?"

"Are the stories in myths and legends true?"

"The energy in white light is unstable. Will it have a bad impact on the world?"

"Where should mankind go? How should we prepare to face the end of the world?"

…

…

Just when humans have not yet come up with the answers to these questions, a dragon roar rises into the sky!

That was the real dragon roar, the voice of the dragon in the legend of the Dragon Clan. This terrifying dragon roar was heard by the whole world. It was only then that people suddenly discovered that the legend of the Dragon Clan about dragons was actually true!
Chapter completed!