Chapter 792

He is an existence who has opened the blood chakra. The lifespan of the soul is equal to the lifespan of the body. When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

Only when the soul soars and enters the void world before death can the soul be preserved with the help of the void world. If there are continuous sacrifices, the soul can be immortalized.

But in order to meet Zhong Yue, Emperor Nong chose to stay with his soul after death, and told him what he knew, entrusted him with his unfinished business, and entrusted him with the things he dared not think or do.

Zhong Yue was stunned, staring blankly at the soul of the old man who greeted them with a smile on his face. In order to see him, would he go all out to die?

He could see that Emperor Nong's soul had begun to dissipate. This dissipation was irreversible and irreparable. When the soul died, it was really dead.

The Void Realm can still preserve him. There is no time passing there. Although it will wither and wither, it will be much slower. As long as there are enough sacrifices, it can be delayed.

"You finally came……"

The soul of the Emperor Nong smiled and said: "Follow me, there are a lot of eyeliners outside."

Zhong Yue and Jiang Yiqi followed the old man's soul into the Human Emperor's Hall, and the Nong Huang's soul stood in front of his coffin with an excited expression, and said in a low voice: "Fuxi, I thought I would never see Fuxi in this life. , I didn’t expect to see you at last. I have many things to say to you, many things to tell you. Unfortunately, I was born too early. If I could live tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of years, I might not be what I am today. The situation is over..."

"I was born too late."

Zhong Yue said shyly, "I couldn't come to see you during the time when Emperor Nong was completely victorious."

"It's not too late, it's not too late for me to see you now."

Nonghuang's soul eyes were full of divine light, and he said excitedly: "In this era, everyone who dares to become Fuxi is a great existence. I dare not, neither does Yiqi, and I even dare not let Xuanyuan become Fuxi. Fuxi, but you dare, you did it. What you have to do is many times bigger than what I have done, and your pressure is also many times greater than mine. I will let the human race in the ancient universe inform you that you are not allowed to come , you just came here, which is worthy of the name of Fuxi."

Zhong Yue was slightly taken aback, he insisted on coming, not looking for anything, just because he had promised to come to see him.

The soul of Emperor Nong smiled and said: "I am waiting for such a Fuxi. I can't live to help you, and the time left for my soul is running out. Before my soul dissipates, I will tell you a few important things "Yiqi, you should avoid it first."

Jiang Yiqi was slightly taken aback, and the Nonghuang's soul said: "You are the next Renhuang, you are only in charge of the human race, don't listen to Fuxi's secrets, it will be harmful to you instead of beneficial."

Jiang Yiqi stepped back, instead of going out of the Human Emperor's Palace, he went to the quiet room in the palace.

The Emperor of Agriculture is dead, and there are still a lot of people watching here. If he goes out, he will be seen by others, which will lead to doubts. Why does the soul of the Emperor of Agriculture leave Zhong Yue instead of him? There will be many dangers and temptations.

"the first thing."

The Nonghuang's soul was dissipating, but he still said in a deep voice: "Fuxi's past celestial emperor skills have all been destroyed."

Zhong Yue's body was shaken, and he lost his voice and said: "How is it possible? Fuxi's previous emperors' martial arts are so profound, how could they be broken?"

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Xin Huo almost jumped out, and shouted: "Impossible! What kind of existence is the Heavenly Emperor? The Fuxi Heavenly Emperors of all generations were the most powerful existences of that era. How could their skills be broken?"

"All the martial arts of the Fuxi emperors of the past have been broken, and none of the supernatural powers has been spared."

The soul of Emperor Nong continued: "Including Fuxi's innate supernatural powers, the innate totem pattern, the three major divine eyes, the divine heart, the divine bones, the innate dragon scales, the snake tail, and the spirit, all of them have been broken. If you can't jump out of Fuxi's ancient sages I advise you to change your face and don’t need to be Fuxi again.”

The shock in Zhong Yue's heart still hasn't gone away, Fuxi's skills and racial talent have all been destroyed, one can imagine the strength of the impact it brought him!

The most powerful protoss in an era and an era, with nearly a million years of accumulated wisdom, is just useless.

Xinhuo also frowned and shook his head again and again: "Impossible, impossible, even if they deciphered the Fuxi's celestial emperor's kung fu of successive dynasties after Emperor Xihao, it is impossible to decipher the previous Fuxi's kung fu of Xihao. Because those exercises are all with me, future generations of Fuxi will not know about them, so it is impossible for them to know..."

The Emperor Nong's soul didn't notice this little flame in Zhong Yue's sea of ​​consciousness. He was dead, leaving only his soul, without much cultivation mana, and Zhong Yue became a god, his cultivation strength greatly increased, and he became even stronger. Even the casual Creator would never see through him.

"It's really totally cracked."

Emperor Nong said: "The human race in the ancient universe is the descendant of Fuxi who was exiled in the past. When Fuxi was not completely extinct, there were still a few amazing Fuxi born in the ancient universe, trying to make a shocking move. It's a pity They were defeated without exception. Everything about the Fuxi Protoss seems to have been seen through."

"Could it be that those ancient existences reincarnated into the Fuxi Clan, stole the Fuxi Clan's skills, researched and cracked them, and even researched a way to restrain the Fuxi Clan's racial talent?"

Zhong Yue was in a state of confusion: "It's impossible, it's impossible. After all, the Fuxi Celestial Emperor's exercises before Xinhuo fell asleep were lost. They shouldn't know these exercises. How could they be deciphered? Except for Xinhuo, where did they get them?" Haoyi, Shiyi and other emperors' exercises?"

"The second thing."

The Nonghuang said in a deep voice: "There are still some existences in the Ziwei Starfield who wear the skin of Fuxi. They are extremely ferocious. You have to be careful. They have the same blood as you, but they must be the ones who attack you the most."

Zhong Yue was silent.

The most cruel to one's own clan must be the traitor among the clan, the traitor is far more cruel than the real enemy, even a hundred times crueler!

"The third thing."

The Emperor Nong's soul gradually dimmed, and said: "The existence of sealing Fuxi's divine blood and exterminating Fuxi may only exist in front of the stage, and there may be a more powerful existence behind it. The fourth thing..."

His speed of speech accelerated, obviously because he felt that there was not enough time, and his voice was intermittent: "Fuxi, who fled to the ancient universe, took away a terrible weapon. After 80,000 years of sacrifice and worship, it has matured. That weapon The arms have been awakened and born."

"Fifth thing, I have left a lot of power for you, which may help you in the future."

"The sixth thing, I am a proton, so I am under house arrest. Proton means that there are powerful existences behind it. These existences may help you in the future, provided that you have the capital to be helped by them..."

...

He kept talking about one thing after another quickly, and finally his soul became darker and darker, and finally he was about to die.

"Fuxi, I entrust the human race to you! The last thing is to survive, and only by surviving can there be hope!"

His soul completely disintegrated, a generation of heroes, a generation of arrogance, the greatest existence of the human race, just like this turned into a soul and returned to heaven and earth, becoming a swan song.

Zhong Yue stood in front of the coffin and closed the coffin lid.

He shouted with all his strength: "The Emperor Nong is dead! Give the Emperor Nong a ride—"

He bowed down to the coffin and paid homage to this venerable old man.

Outside the hall, many disciples of Emperor Nong knelt down to the Hall of Human Emperor, and no sound was heard in the entire holy place.

Jiang Yiqi staggered out of the quiet room, his steps getting slower and slower, and finally bowed down to the coffin.

"Respectfully send senior brother off!" The elder wept.

The Emperor Nong passed away.

On the day of the emperor's burial, there were many envoys from other races in the holy land of the human race, who came to express their condolences. On the other hand, they also wanted to see whether the emperor was really dead.

Another envoy from the Emperor of Heaven came to read out the will of the Emperor of Heaven and posthumously conferred the honor of Emperor Nong as Duke Zhongyong, which seemed quite ironic.

"The Emperor Nong has passed away, congratulations!"

Suddenly, a human god among the guests got up and said with a smile: "I don't know how many existences would not get a good death, but he died safe and sound. This is a good thing!"

Many disciples of Emperor Nong were furious, and looked at this person, only to see that this person was another leader of the human race in the Ziwei Starfield.

Zhong Yue frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Yiqi.

Jiang Yiqi was also angry, but he didn't show it on his face, and said via voice transmission: "He is a disciple of the Xiantian Emperor, called Qi Ding."

"Human Emperor is the emperor of our human race after all. No matter what he says, no matter what his merits or demerits are, I should pay homage to him."

The god-man Qi Ding stepped forward and bowed down to the coffin of the Emperor Nong. Jiang Yiqi was furious, and suddenly stood in front of the coffin, only to hear a loud bang, and an invisible supernatural power collided with him. Come, hit Jiang Yiqi, the old man was so shocked that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he stepped back several steps, almost hitting the coffin.

Jiang Yiqi swallowed the blood gushing up his throat, and said angrily: "Qi Ding, you are so bold, do you want to smash the body of Emperor Nong?"

Qi Ding laughed dryly, stood up and said, "I don't believe he's dead, so I want to scare him, why is Senior Brother Yi Qi so nervous?"

It was only then that Zhong Yue knew that the leader of the human race was planning to use supernatural powers secretly to smash the corpse of the Nonghuang in the coffin to see if the Nonghuang was really dead.

"Some people who kneel down are not as good as dogs." He was angry in his heart.

Many disciples of Emperor Nong came in, supported the coffin, and sent this old man who had devoted his whole life to the human race into the heavens of the human race.

In the heavens of the human race, countless human races inhabit and multiply. This is the only pure land for the human race in the Ziwei Starfield. It will not be oppressed by foreign slaves, and will not be used as food or livestock.

This old man opened up the heavens, sheltered them, enlightened people's wisdom, taught practice, and planted grains. Now this old man is gone, gone forever.

In front of the statue of Emperor Nong, incense was burning, and people in the heavens offered sacrifices to him and worshiped him, but he had already lost his soul. This kind of sacrifice and worship was just a kind of spiritual sustenance.

It is no longer possible for the Nonghuang to appear in this world again.

He planted five grains and fed an unknown number of people. He regarded agriculture as the emperor, worked diligently and worked hard for the human race, so he was called the emperor of agriculture.