After returning from the Suirenshi tribe, Fuxi had been contemplating the future path of the human race.
Fuxi pondered deeply but found no solution. He shook his head, setting aside the problem, and considered another matter.
Since the human tribe leader issued the decree, the aquatic creatures in the river had recovered rapidly and were now ready to be harvested.
However, they encountered extreme weather, causing many human casualties.
Fuxi mused that if they could predict the weather in advance, human losses could be significantly reduced.
Fuxi had been devising ways to predict the weather, a problem that had been troubling him.
To solve this, Fuxi spent his days on the peak of the platform of divination, contemplating the rules governing all things in heaven and earth, and his nights observing the mysteries of the sun, moon, and stars.
Fuxi persisted daily, vowing to find a method for the human race to predict the weather.
One day, as Fuxi sat on the platform of divination as usual, he suddenly saw a dragon-horse emerge from the Luoshui River. A pristine white dragon-horse, emerging from the mountainside, suddenly spread its wings and flew downstream.
It flew directly to a dividing stone in the Luoshui River and stopped there.
Soon, it transformed into a white light, and the black dividing stone also turned into a black light.
The black and white colors were distinct yet intertwined, forming a Taiji diagram.
This scene profoundly shook Fuxi. The black and white Taiji diagram was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Fuxi suddenly had an epiphany: the laws governing the operation of heaven and earth that he had observed were ultimately nothing more than the Way of Yin and Yang.
After comprehending the mysteries of the universe, Fuxi drew an Eight Trigram diagram on the peak of the platform of divination.
He used Qian and Kun to establish north and south, and Kan and Li to establish east and west, with south as heaven and north as earth, heaven above and earth below, east to the left and west to the right.
Therefore, the numbers of the Innate Eight Trigrams were: Qian one, Dui two, Li three, Zhen four, Xun five, Kan six, Gen seven, Kun eight.
After drawing the Eight Trigram diagram, Fuxi used it to deduce the relationships between various things in the space and time of the world.
With the Innate Eight Trigrams as his guide, Fuxi deduced that heavy rain would arrive three days later.
To verify its accuracy, Fuxi waited on the platform of divination for three days.
At the end of the second day, Fuxi looked at the starry sky and couldn't help but doubt the accuracy of the Eight Trigram diagram's predictive power, as there was no sign of rain.
Fuxi thought that he had already waited for two days and wouldn't mind waiting for the last one, so he patiently continued to wait.
As the night deepened, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and a fierce wind howled.
Fuxi was awakened by the celestial phenomenon and looked up at the sky, knowing that his predictive method was likely correct.
However, Fuxi's trigram indicated heavy rain, and since the rain had not yet fallen, Fuxi would not easily leave.
The deep night wind made the giant trees on the mountain sway left and right. Fuxi marveled at the power of the formless wind, sighing at the wonder of nature.
The third day arrived, and as dawn broke, a torrential downpour began. Although Fuxi was soaked to the bone, he was overjoyed.
To verify that this was not a coincidence, Fuxi cast another divination, wanting to know when the rain would stop.
Fuxi immediately learned from his trigram that the rain would last for three hours. He remained motionless in the rain for three hours.
Indeed, as the three hours passed, the rain stopped, and the dark clouds dispersed.
Fuxi was ecstatic, knowing that his method of using the Eight Trigrams to predict the weather was effective, and that the human race could now avoid many dangers with this method.
As Fuxi rose and was about to destroy the Eight Trigram diagram he had drawn, meritous auspicious clouds suddenly gathered above the platform of divination. Simultaneously, the voice of Heaven sounded throughout the land:
"Fuxi drew the trigrams on the platform of divination, and Heaven's merit descended. The Innate Eight Trigrams manifested!"
After the voice of Heaven faded, boundless merit surged towards Fuxi and the Eight Trigram diagram. Fuxi was surprised that the merit he received this time was more than the sum of the previous two times.
Fuxi did not dare to be careless and immediately prepared to refine the merit. As the merit entered Fuxi's body, his realm rapidly broke through.
Taiyi Golden Immortal perfection, Da Luo Golden Immortal early stage, Da Luo Golden Immortal middle stage, Da Luo Golden Immortal late stage, all the way to Da Luo Golden Immortal perfection, only then did the merit stop entering Fuxi's body.
Instead, it all turned towards the Eight Trigram diagram that Fuxi had drawn on the ground.
The Eight Trigram diagram was merely drawn casually by Fuxi on the ground. He did not expect it to remain after the heavy rain.
As the merit entered the Eight Trigram diagram, it outlined a golden, shining Eight Trigram diagram along the traces Fuxi had drawn. The remaining merit flowed beneath the Eight Trigram diagram, forming a sheet of paper that supported the meritorious Eight Trigram diagram.
Once it took shape, Fuxi beckoned, and the meritorious Eight Trigram diagram flew into his hand and rolled up, appearing as if Fuxi held a scroll.
Fuxi looked at the Eight Trigram diagram in his hand, a look of relief on his face. Now the human race had another meritorious sacred artifact, and its future was boundless.
At the same time as merit descended on the platform of divination, a large amount of auspicious merit clouds also gathered above Kunlun Mountain.
Nuwa looked at the golden light of merit above Kunlun Mountain, a trace of worry appearing in her eyes.
If her brother could not attain sainthood this time, she did not know when he would be able to do so in the future.
On Kunlun Mountain, as the auspicious merit clouds gathered, Taihao arrived at the open space above the Sanqing Peak.
Taihao looked solemnly at the auspicious merit clouds in the sky, knowing that this merit was different from the previous two; it actually required time to condense.
Taihao also understood that this was his best opportunity to attain sainthood and dared not be careless.
Finally, the auspicious merit clouds above Kunlun Mountain finished condensing, and a large amount of merit surged towards Taihao.
Taihao did not refuse and absorbed it all into his body.
As Taihao absorbed more and more of Heaven's merit, the Heaven's merit accumulated within his body began to merge with the Hong Meng Purple Qi within him.
At the same time, a faint aura of sainthood began to emanate from Taihao's body.