Time flies, and years rush by like a shuttle.
Fu Xi, born in the wilds of Chengji, under the gaze of countless onlookers, swiftly grew in a manner akin to a miracle.
The divinity and wisdom within him grew ever more dazzling with age.
He no longer contented himself with merely observing the world but began to try to understand, to summarize, to impart those mysterious and unfathomable natural laws in a way that the Human Race could comprehend.
However, he gradually discovered that his wisdom seemed to hit an insurmountable bottleneck.
The mysteries of heaven and earth were like a vast sea of stars—endless and boundless, viewed through mere mortal eyes and thoughts, he could only glimpse one corner.
Just as he was perplexed and troubled by this.
The Yellow River, which nurtured the multitude of the Human Race, began to reveal sacred revelations to him.
