Fuxi said he would personally teach Xu Mu the Innate Eight Trigrams.
Upon hearing this, Xu Mu's excited expression froze.
"This... this..."
Xu Mu didn't know what to do after Fuxi said that.
He raised both hands to his lower abdomen, feeling helpless, his mind in a chaos.
The Innate Eight Trigrams, that was what Charles had called something as difficult as mathematics and physics.
Fuxi wanted to teach him this?
Xu Mu silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He recalled the process of building the atomic bomb, which had been truly agonizing, causing splitting headaches.
How could someone as stupid as him learn it!
"What, you don't want to learn?"
Fuxi's spectral form looked at Xu Mu with some surprise.
This young man didn't want to learn his Innate Eight Trigrams?
He then sighed:
"It seems my Eight Trigrams have been lost for too long, and the world has forgotten its power."
"Let me tell you what the Innate Eight Trigrams are."
Fuxi's voice was gentle and patient:
"The Innate Eight Trigrams use the prosperity and decline of the six energies of the four seasons as a guide, the six Jia as coordinates for judging fortune and misfortune, and the three yuan and nine yun for spatial and temporal transformations."
"Unlike the Five Elements trigrams, it primarily relies on the confrontation between the two paths of Yin and Yang to deduce all things in the world."
"Once you master it, you will have mastered all the Daoist methods in the world, discerning fortune and misfortune, healing injuries, understanding life and death, and slaying demons... The trigram imagery is endless, like clouds emerging from mountains, like continuous mountain ranges, which is why I named it Lianshan Yi."
"Learning this will not put you at a disadvantage."
Xu Mu's head ached even more as he listened to Fuxi. He knew Fuxi had misunderstood and quickly explained with a bitter smile:
"Your Majesty... my meaning is not that I dislike Lianshan Yi."
"On the contrary, I truly wish to learn, it's just..."
"It's just what?"
Xu Mu's expression was sorrowful. He sighed and looked at the ground at his feet:
"It's just that my talent and wisdom are very limited. Even with another hundred years, I doubt I could comprehend your Eight Trigrams, let alone get started."
"Moreover, even if I were to learn it, it would take at least several decades. By then, the Demon God would have long since broken the seal and flattened the world!"
Xu Mu raised his head with a sincere expression:
"Why don't you teach me something immediately useful, to help me with this urgent matter?"
"Otherwise, the Demon God will truly be released!"
Fuxi, the Human Emperor, was immediately surprised by his words.
He remained silent, so Xu Mu dared not speak either, and could only stand by quietly.
"Alas, you two are both audacious."
Charles, hidden within a cloud in the Heavenly Palace, was filled with fear.
He knew that those in high positions were unpredictable.
This was not about personality, or whether they were cruel or cowardly.
Fuxi's offer to personally teach Xu Mu Lianshan was an immense fortune and gift, yet it was directly rejected.
Even with a good reason, it was hard not to make this Human Emperor feel some discomfort.
If Fuxi were to truly become angry, Xu Mu might be dead in the next second.
They were no match for that giant dragon alone. After all, it was different from the deities in the murals. Although it was also a phantom of the soul, it had its own consciousness and was truly "alive."
Fortunately, that scenario did not occur.
Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.
So, this little fellow refused him because he was afraid there wouldn't be enough time to learn?
"You are worrying unnecessarily."
Fuxi extended a finger, and the surrounding churning sea abruptly stilled.
Golden light instantly appeared above the Wind Thunder Platform. Xu Mu looked down and saw a complete Eight Trigrams formation.
"Have you heard of the Supreme Great Dao Laws?"
Xu Mu nodded and replied:
"The so-called Supreme Great Dao Laws are the highest power that the Great Daos in the world can exhibit. There is no superiority or inferiority among them."
"For example, the Heavenly Fire Great Dao, the limit of fire; the Pure Water Great Dao, the extreme point of water; and some that are inherently difficult to master, such as the Great Daos of Time, Space, Yin, and Yang, all fall within the scope of Supreme Laws."
Fuxi grunted in acknowledgment:
"You remember correctly."
"Then do you know which Great Dao Law I am most proficient in?"
Xu Mu looked at the water dripping from Fuxi's hem, then glanced at the unstable Gen trigram beneath his feet, which could be moved at any moment, and replied somewhat uncertainly:
"This... Your Majesty, you are proficient in the Eight Trigrams, which encompass everything. Naturally, no Dao in the world can be difficult for you. However, if I had to say which you are most proficient in, it would likely be the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, as the Innate Eight Trigrams are born from the confrontation of Yin and Yang."
"Your analysis is good, but incorrect."
Fuxi looked at Xu Mu and nodded with satisfaction.
This young man before him was not only exceptionally talented but also deeply fortunate; truly excellent.
"Compared to Yin and Yang, I am most proficient in the Great Dao of Time and Space."
"The Great Dao of Time and Space,"
Xu Mu murmured in a daze, sounding somewhat confused.
The Great Dao of Time and Space, what did that have to do with him? Although Grey-eyed also comprehended the Great Dao of Space, it was nowhere near Fuxi's level.
As for himself, he couldn't even begin to comprehend such a profound Dao in a hundred years.
Could it be that Fuxi intended to teach him this instead?
Xu Mu's expression was peculiar. He wouldn't be able to learn this either!
"My Great Dao of Time can slow down time, making one breath equivalent to a million years."
"Ten breaths make it ten million, and a hundred breaths make it an epoch."
"One day of my cultivation is equivalent to tens of millions of years for others, which is why I was able to personally end the Divine-Demon Epoch."
As Fuxi the Human Emperor spoke, Xu Mu was filled with trepidation. To reach such a level, it was no wonder those deities could emerge in such a way. They had cultivated for countless years in secret, and their deaths were not in vain!
Fuxi was indeed worthy of being the Human Emperor!
"Your worry about not having enough time is completely unnecessary."
"Although this is merely a residual clone of mine, and my strength is limited, it is enough to slow down time here by five hundred times."
"One day of your cultivation will be equivalent to five hundred days for others. I can provide you with a total of seven days, and personally guide you."
"As long as you are not too foolish, you will surely be able to get started with the Innate Eight Trigrams!"
Fuxi spoke to Xu Mu without reservation, having resolved to impart Lianshan Yi, and that the five of them could change!
"Five hundred times, seven days..."
Xu Mu calculated in his mind and his eyes suddenly widened.
Five hundred multiplied by seven was equivalent to him having an extra seven years of cultivation time out of nowhere!
Although he feared the complexity of the Innate Eight Trigrams, he was destined to seal the Demon God and uncover the truth of the Apocalypse. How could he retreat because of these difficulties?
Moreover, even the most difficult things, when taught personally by this peerless Human Emperor, should yield significant progress within seven years. This was an opportunity not to be missed!
Realizing this, Xu Mu quickly spoke:
"Your Majesty, if that is the case, then let us begin immediately."
"My talent is indeed slow, but please, you must let me learn Lianshan Yi!"
...
"What's going on? Why did Xu Mu suddenly disappear!"
On the seventh floor of the black palace, Vilitan's expression was one of astonishment.
He was overseeing everything from this vantage point but suddenly found that the image belonging to Xu Mu had turned completely black.
And this happened precisely after his second drumbeat!
"It seems he has encountered another fortuitous encounter."
The Demon God's clone trembled, his voice filled with complex emotions.
He had been imprisoned in this space for billions of years, and he had thoroughly studied these seven floors of the palace, inside and out.
Even without the assistance of Vilitan's Heavenly Book, he had ways to control outsiders and pass through all these checkpoints.
But that was merely passing through.
The Demon God's expression was grim. He didn't know why Fuxi had gone to such lengths, leaving a method of passage that was extremely difficult on each floor, but there must be a reason.
And apart from the first floor, the most obvious one being the unification of the eight directional walls, he had not figured out the difficulties of the other six floors.
Even with the Heavenly Book, it was impossible.
On the first floor, Xu Mu had already gained the Great Dao of Gravity and a terrifying improvement in his physical body. If he truly managed to reach the seventh floor, could he then, in his weakened state immediately after breaking the seal, be strangled in his cradle?
Thinking of this, a rage like flowing ink poured from the Demon God's eyes. It was the overflow of soul power that splashed onto Vilitan, causing him to shiver and his origin to prickle, frightening him greatly.
"Lord Demon God!"
Vilitan knelt down in terror, not daring to say another word.
"The human I controlled earlier, has he also entered the third floor now?"
The Demon God suppressed his inner rage and asked.
"Yes, just half an hour ago. He ignored the obstruction of the Ghost Immortal and overturned the chessboard with lightning speed, then passed through."
Vilitan, kneeling on the ground, quickly replied.
Ji Chang, as the former top prodigy and the Demon God's first chosen target for possession, had quietly become a lord, and was naturally a key subject of his surveillance.
"That's good. I still need his body. You will go to the third floor now and prepare for possession!"
"This..." Vilitan hesitated and said:
"I'm afraid he might be prepared."
"This person is also extremely extraordinary. His talent may not be inferior to that mysterious speaker, or Xu Mu. I fear..."
"Even with the Heavenly Book, you can't? What good are you then!"
The Demon God roared angrily and reached out to slap Vilitan. But as their souls intersected, he remembered that they were both spectral forms and could not slap each other.
This made the Demon God even more furious.
"Spare me, my lord!"
As if it were slow, Vilitan condensed a large amount of soul power in his right hand and suddenly struck his own face.
"Ah!!!"
A pained cry echoed through the seventh floor. Vilitan struck himself, tumbling several somersaults in the air before barely managing to land.
Seeing this, the Demon God snorted. Although he was still not appeased, he did not pursue Vilitan's responsibility.
"We absolutely cannot let Xu Mu advance further. On the ancient battlefield of the third floor, I will surely cause his death!"
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