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Chapter 69 Replica, Azure Hidden Pavilion
Chapter 69 Replica, Azure Hidden Pavilion
As countless souls turned, Fuxi's consciousness expanded, and dream worlds, both real and illusory, appeared in his mind.
A dream world occupies only a sliver of Fuxi's consciousness, yet a dream world can contain a vast amount of history and inherited wisdom within the Great Corridor of Eras.
The Great Millstone of Wisdom and the myriad dream worlds are interconnected, and Fuxi begins to replicate and organize the vast wisdom and history he has inherited in the Great Corridor of Eras.
Fuxi wanted to forge a colossal structure in the wilderness that would carry the roots of his own wisdom and cognition, and the colossal structure in the wilderness that best represented the roots of his wisdom and cognition was the Great Corridor of the Era before Fuxi.
Fuxi only needed to replicate a Grand Corridor of the Epochs to create the most perfect source of wisdom, the Great Wilderness Monument.
However, the Great Corridor of Epochs contains all the things and spirits of the primordial world, the purity and turbidity of heaven and earth, and all the developments and changes from ancient times to the present. The information recorded within it is simply too much.
Fuxi can only rely on the fact that he was the first to enter the Great Corridor of the Epoch to gain some privileges over it.
First, imitate the Grand Corridor of the Epochs to create the prototype of the Great Wilderness Structure, and then, while other beings are still unaware of the Grand Corridor of the Epochs, embed the Great Wilderness Structure into the Grand Corridor of the Epochs.
Fuxi planned to have his Great Wilderness Structure slowly erode the essence of the Epochal Corridor in secret, eventually replacing it completely.
This must be a vast and enormous project, but Fuxi was confident that he could complete it.
Fuxi created the five great sources of true spirit. He could spend time gradually transforming all things such as soul, information, consciousness, and desire into his own existence.
The Great Corridor of the Era is, in essence, a place where information about the historical evolution of the primordial world converges, and it has not escaped the scope of Fuxi's own five true spiritual roots.
What Fuxi needs most now is to complete the penetration of his own Great Wilderness structure into the Great Corridor of the Epoch as soon as possible. There are many spiritual wisdom tokens scattered into the Great Wilderness, and Fuxi doesn't know when someone else will enter the Great Corridor of the Epoch.
Fuxi needs to complete the invasion of the essence of the Great Corridor of the Era without anyone knowing.
This is to ensure that the colossal structure being forged by Fuxi will not be affected by any external factors, and also to ensure the completeness and accuracy of the historical records of all things in the colossal structure.
The boundless information and wisdom within Fuxi's heart intertwined and evolved, and the historical evolution of the primordial world over billions of years, the development and past of countless great races and beings, all transformed into a massive amount of information that intertwined and merged together.
The void around Fuxi gradually distorted, and a building resembling a grand corridor of an era slowly appeared.
Countless bookshelves and corridors spiral upwards and downwards, with densely packed ancient books covering every inch of the walls and wooden cabinets.
Vast and crystalline wisdom, as brilliant as stars, flickered and burned. Fuxi's eyes suddenly opened, and the endless history of the primordial world transformed into a long river. Fuxi's consciousness entered into it, transforming into a swimming fish, continuously swimming towards the future along the river of history.
The creation of heaven and earth, the transmission of Taoist scriptures, blessed lands and grottoes, the sun, moon and stars, the creation of nature, the secrets of various races, souls and consciousness, elixirs, talismans, arrays and weapons, swords and killing techniques...
All the history of the primordial world was transformed into countless wisdom and history merged together. The spiral pavilion around Fuxi completely solidified, and a miniature version of the Great Corridor of the Epoch shimmered with countless lights of wisdom. It slowly shrank and landed in Fuxi's palm, trembling gently.
"You will need to wait until the infinitely distant future to fully develop. At that time, I will give you a fitting name. So for now, just stay here and grow slowly."
Fu looked at the azure-colored treasure pavilion in his hand, clenched his right hand, and the azure-colored treasure pavilion slowly disappeared. The treasure pavilion, which had received the souls and primordial spirits of Fuxi, transformed into spiritual light in all directions and scattered into the countless books and ancient scrolls in the Great Corridor of the Epoch.
From then on, the treasure house belonging to Fuxi will continue to grow and increase in value within the Grand Corridor of Epochs, infiltrating all the books and ancient scrolls within the Grand Corridor of Epochs with Fuxi's will.
When Fuxi's will occupies more than 90% of all the historical books in the Grand Corridor of the Epochs, that will be the time when Fuxi's collection of divine treasures is completely perfected, and when Fuxi's will replaces the will of Heaven, completely merging the collection and the Grand Corridor of the Epochs.
The moment the Hidden Pavilion merged into the Grand Corridor of the Epochs, Fuxi began to mobilize his will to peruse the ancient scrolls and books in the Grand Corridor of the Epochs concerning the great principles of mind, soul, desire, and wisdom.
Fuxi himself specialized in the Great Dao of Soul and Consciousness, and these ancient books and scrolls were of great help to him.
However, Fuxi also felt the decline of his own fortune at this moment. Every time he flipped through the books and ancient scrolls in the Great Corridor of the Epochs, it would consume a part of Fuxi's fortune.
The greater the historical impact of the ancient books being consulted on the primordial world, the greater the amount of fortune required to consume.
Fuxi has now read through millions of ancient books, and even though he is the Dragon Emperor, he has exhausted most of his fortune.
Fuxi was merely the Dragon Emperor, not the Dragon Ancestor, and had no authority to utilize the fortune of the entire True Dragon Clan.
If Fuxi continues to examine the books and ancient scrolls in the Great Corridor of Epochs, his fortune will drop to an extremely dangerous level.
When that time comes, with his fortunes waning, he will likely face a continuous stream of calamities.
After Fuxi reviewed nearly three million ancient scrolls in the Great Corridor of the Era, his fortune decreased by another 20%.
Looking at the vast sea of ancient books before him, Fuxi could only sigh with reluctance and exit the Great Corridor of the Epochs.
Fuxi needs an even greater amount of fortune to support the edification and replication of the Epochal Grand Corridor by the Hidden Tower. Without a continuous flow of fortune, his Hidden Tower simply cannot perfectly replicate the Epochal Grand Corridor.
"Ultimately, I still need to strengthen my own fortune. Relying solely on the development and growth of the dragon race is probably not enough. I need a way to continuously obtain fortune."
With these thoughts in mind, Fuxi left the Great Corridor of the Era.
In the primordial eastern region, the blood-red sword embryo in Fuxi's palm rang out with a clanging sound. The fierce and domineering sword light transformed into a streak of light, severing the entangled Yin-Yang spiritual energy.
With a backhand strike, thunderous lightning crashed down and exploded. The thirty-six Taiyin Cold Flames that had just appeared before Fuxi were cleaved into mist by the nine layers of lightning rising in succession.
Fuxi looked at Xuan Yi and Yi Ju, whose expressions were grim, and the crimson sword embryo in his hand emitted a shimmering sword light.
Looking up at his waning fortune, Fuxi exhaled a breath of turbid air. Waning fortune meant impending doom. This time, he was likely to have a battle with Xuan Yi and Yi Ju.
(End of this chapter)