Long River Eternity

After Xuanyuan left, Nuwa also left first on the pretext of taking Ye Tingxue to familiarize herself with the environment.

As the few people left, the hall became inexplicably quiet. Seeing that Fuxi was hiding in the fog and didn't say anything, everyone didn't know what to say. They looked at each other, and there was a hint of awkwardness in the air.

"Um, Nuwa..." Hao Fei was the first to break the silence and spoke.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he mentioned Nuwa, he was interrupted by Fuxi: "Nuwa is my sister. I just give in to her. I'm not afraid of her!"

Fuxi spoke so quickly that everyone could actually hear a hint of panic in his tone.

This kind of explanation that was trying to cover up the truth left everyone stunned, and they thought, it seems like we didn't say anything.

"He's not a sister-con, is he? According to the legend, Fuxi and Nuwa are husband and wife, right?" Hao Fei put his mouth close to Shi Gang's ear and spoke in a voice that only they could hear.

After hearing this, Shi Gang was shocked and quickly covered Hao Fei's mouth with his mouth to stop him from doing such a suicidal thing.

But it was too late. A wisp of mist quietly extended from Fuxi's body to behind Hao Fei, and hit Hao Fei's butt hard.

"Ah! Who hit me?" Hao Fei screamed, covering his butt.

How could Fuxi not hear the two people whispering? He said, "Hao Fei, don't think I can't understand you just because you are speaking softly and using the words of your time."

After hearing this, Hao Fei was so scared that he didn't even feel the pain in his buttocks, and quickly clasped his fists to admit his mistake.

Fuxi didn't argue with Hao Fei, and just spanked him as a minor punishment. He continued, "The legends of your time are simply outrageous. You clearly know that Nuwa and I are brother and sister, but you still think we are husband and wife. How could I do such a thing? It's ridiculous."

Speaking of legends, Yang An suddenly thought of something and asked Fuxi, "May I ask the Taoist..."

Yang An just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Fuxi again: "I am your master now, call me Master."

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that Fuxi was really willing to accept them as disciples. They originally thought that it was just a perfunctory statement to Nuwa.

Seeing that no one responded, Fuxi said anxiously, "Hey, what's the matter? Are you still unwilling?"

Everyone didn't expect Fuxi to be even more anxious than themselves, so they quickly knelt down and said in unison: "Master, please accept our disciples' greetings."

A gentle force lifted everyone up, and Fuxi said, "Don't do that. I'm not an emperor from later generations. Kneeling is not allowed here. Just bow."

Then everyone imitated Xuanyuan's way of bowing and bowed to the teacher.

"Very good, Yang An, please continue." Although Fuxi's expression could not be seen, one could hear that his tone was quite satisfied.

"Yes, Master, what I want to ask is, since your cultivation is so profound and your lifespan is billions of years, why are you nowhere to be seen in the future and only exist in legends?" Yang An asked.

After hearing this, everyone put away their relaxed expressions and wanted to know the reason. After all, with Fuxi's current cultivation level, it would not be difficult for him to live as long as the heavens and the earth, let alone more than 200 million years.

Fuxi pondered for a moment and said in a serious tone, "This is why I'm eager to let you go out and gain experience. In the near future, this world may experience a great catastrophe."

"Even you can't observe it?" Shi Gang asked.

"That's right. Many things related to me are shrouded in fog in the long river of time, making it impossible for me to observe them. The closer they are to me, the thicker the fog. So I usually stay away from people and try not to have any relationships with them. This is the only way to ensure that I can observe the long river of time with an omniscient perspective." Fuxi said, his tone full of vicissitudes of life.

It is difficult to connect the Fuxi at this moment with the young boy just now. Perhaps the Fuxi hidden in the mist is the legendary ancestor of mankind.

After a pause, Fuxi continued, "In the near future, an entire period of time will be covered by thick fog. By the time the fog dissipates, it will be nearly 200 million years from now. By then, there will be no cultivators left in the world, and only ordinary people will remain. I think with such a thick fog, this catastrophe might even affect me."

After everyone heard Fuxi's words, their minds went blank. The only thought in their mind was what kind of catastrophe could cause all the cultivators in the world to disappear, even including Fuxi and Nuwa, who had reached the highest level of cultivation.

Just when everyone had not yet recovered from the shock brought by Fuxi, the sound of two people's footsteps was heard outside the hall.

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. It turned out to be Xuanyuan returning, followed by a beautiful young girl in her prime. The girl had red hair and was dressed smartly, exuding confidence and vitality. As she passed by the crowd, she looked at them curiously.

The two men came before Fuxi and bowed.

"Master, I have brought Nüba here." Xuanyuan said.

"Nuba pays homage to the Taoist ancestor!" Nuba said with a smile.

"It's been such a long time since we last met. Nvba has grown up so much. I heard that you have always wanted to go out and gain experience. How about letting you go out with several of my disciples this time?" Fuxi said in a kind tone.

"Okay, okay, I've wanted to go out for a long time. My father is always worried about this and that and won't let me go out alone." The woman pouted and complained.

"Okay, come to the main hall in a month, and we'll set out together. But you must practice diligently when you return," Fuxi said. He then addressed the group, "I'll now teach each of you a technique. Practice diligently for the next month."

"Yes, Master!" everyone said in unison.

"Can I have one too?" Nüba asked, her face full of anticipation.

"Nuba, don't be unreasonable. It's good enough that I let you go out. Why do you still need to start practicing martial arts?" Xuanyuan scolded.

When Nüba saw Xuanyuan was angry, she pouted and looked dissatisfied.

"Hey, don't be so harsh on the child. I called her over, so of course I won't show favoritism." Fuxi comforted Xuanyuan, then said to Nüba, "I remember you have a fire elemental spiritual root. I have a technique called Burning Heaven Technique that is especially suitable for you."

After saying this, seven mists emanated from Fuxi's body, extending to the eyebrows of the seven people. In an instant, seven different skills appeared in the minds of the seven people, all of which were suitable for their special physiques.

After the seven people obtained the skills, they all started to study them. Especially Yang An and his group, it was as if they had opened the door to a new world, immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

"Ji Xuanyuan!"

Suddenly, a thunderous shout came from the door, interrupting everyone's study.

Everyone turned to look and saw a ferocious man, over two meters tall, wearing a fur coat made from some unknown beast. A hideous scar stretched from his forehead to his mouth. He appeared at the entrance of the hall, appearing feral and menacing.

The man glared at Xuanyuan with anger on his face, raised his leg and walked towards Xuanyuan. The aura he exuded made Yang An and his group stand still, not daring to move.

The man took a few steps before he changed from walking to running and rushed towards Xuanyuan quickly.

"Chiyou, you..."

It turned out that the man was the legendary demon god Chi You who competed with Emperor Huang for the Central Plains.

Xuanyuan was frightened by Chiyou's momentum and took a step back, his face full of surprise.