C140 The Fuxi Eight Trigrams

At this moment, in the new Huaxu Tribe.

On this day.

Fuxi put down the wooden stick that he had used as a brush to write and draw. He stood up and let out a slight sigh before walking out of the room.

During this period of time, he had been at home trying to figure out what kind of method he could use to deduce the secrets of the heavens and find out the good fortune of misfortune.

Previously