Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

In fact, they had already vaguely sensed this before, but no one had thought deeply about it, let alone spoken it out.

"My dear ministers, don't panic. I called you here to let you know about this matter in advance. It will take some time for me to achieve perfection, so before I achieve enlightenment, I have to find a way to select a successor. This is the most important reason why I called you here today." said Suiren.

Choosing a successor?!

When everyone present heard this, they all looked hesitant.

"Why not consider the two ancestors of Youchao and Ziyi..." someone suggested.

"No." Suiren shook his head decisively.

Soon after, he continued, "This time, the throne of the Human Emperor will not be passed on to the older generation of the human race, but only to the younger generation."

"In this case, Your Majesty, in my opinion, it would be better to issue an imperial edict and let the people of the world elect someone together. The most virtuous person recognized by all the people in the world will naturally be qualified to inherit the throne." Feixiong suggested in the crowd.

"This is a great plan!" Many people's eyes suddenly lit up.

Instead of letting them rack their brains to think hard, it is better to give the right of choice to the people of the world. If there is a virtuous person who is unanimously recommended by the people of the world, he will undoubtedly have the qualifications to inherit the throne.

"Hmm!" Suiren nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Once the imperial edict of Suiren was issued, the entire human race was shocked instantly.

For a time, the human race was all discussing the impending abdication of Suiren and the search for a successor.

The throne of the emperor is not easy to obtain. It symbolizes supreme power, but also carries great responsibilities that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

The person who inherits the throne must be a truly virtuous person. Otherwise, not only will he be unable to bring well-being to the human race and the countless lives on the prehistoric continent, but he is likely to cause endless disasters.

Because of this, no one dares to take this matter lightly.

The various human tribes nominated many candidates.

Unfortunately, however, all of these people were ultimately rejected.

……

Inside the Wa Palace.

Ying Zheng summoned Lu Ya.

After the death of Fuxi in the great calamity of the demon clan, although Ying Zheng accepted Lu Ya as his disciple, he did not discipline him too much. He just let him practice on his own and allowed him to develop freely.

However, Lu Ya is indeed the only remaining Golden Crow in the world, with extraordinary talent and the ability to endure hardships. After years of hard training, he has reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian Great Perfection, and is only a millimeter away from breaking through to Quasi-Sage.

"Lu Ya greets Master! I wonder why Master called me here?" Lu Ya came in front of Ying Zheng and said respectfully.

"Now that Suiren is about to attain enlightenment, the throne of the Human Emperor will soon be vacant. The time is ripe, and it is time for your father Fuxi to reincarnate. After reincarnation, he will inherit the throne of the Human Emperor and become Fuxi, the Human Emperor!" Ying Zheng went straight to the point without hiding anything.

After saying this, Ying Zheng took out a jade bottle. In the jade bottle, there was a ray of Yuan Ling. This ray of Yuan Ling sat at the bottom of the jade bottle, motionless, and looked exactly like Fuxi.

"You go to the netherworld and send his soul to reincarnation, and you will be his protector. After you enlighten him and make him remember his wisdom from his past life, you return to the Nuwa Palace to continue your cultivation." Ying Zheng gave simple instructions.

"Yes! Disciple will obey the command!" Lu Ya responded respectfully.

In fact, he could hardly suppress the joy on his face. He had never been so happy since Fuxi's death. His smile was almost reaching his ears.

It turns out that Ying Zheng really had planned a great fortune for Fuxi back then.

Lu Ya carefully took the jade bottle from Ying Zheng, and then left happily.

Ying Zheng finally released Fuxi's soul, and the huge stone that had been weighing on Lu Ya's heart for a long time finally dissipated completely.

For Lu Ya, although he felt a little sad about Ying Zheng killing Taiyi and Dijun, he did not have much resentment in his heart.

After all, he had never met Taiyi and Dijun. As a descendant of the Golden Crow, he was just a little sad about this matter.

On the contrary, Fuxi raised Little Jinwu from childhood and treated him like his own son. Compared with Taiyi and Dijun, Fuxi was the real father to Little Jinwu.

Fuxi was forced to commit suicide, and Lu Ya actually had some resentment towards Ying Zheng in his heart. Until this moment, these resentments were completely dissipated.

Ying Zheng was not forcing Fuxi to commit suicide, he was clearly granting him a rare opportunity.

On the path of cultivation, it is not easy to achieve the Dao fruit of Hunyuan Daluo Saint! Without the opportunity, even if you practice for a long time, it is probably difficult to cross that threshold. But once the opportunity comes, becoming a saint may be just a blink of an eye.

Take Taoist Mosquito for example, he was only a Daluo Jinxian at first. However, because he responded to the great calamity of the demon race and became the one who responded to the great calamity of the demon race, he unexpectedly broke through all the way in a short period of time, and finally successfully achieved the Dao and became a saint, cultivating the Dao fruit of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

For the opportunity of enlightenment, dying once was nothing. Besides, this was not true death.

It's just that the body is destroyed, but the soul still exists. As long as the soul is not destroyed, there is nothing to fear.

Lu Ya carried Fuxi's spirit in his heart and headed straight for the underworld without stopping.

To him, Fuxi's affairs were more important than his own life.

After arriving in the netherworld, Lu Ya successfully came to the wheel of reincarnation and met Niangniang Pingxin who was in charge of the wheel of reincarnation.

"Junior Lu Ya, I am here to meet Empress Ping Xin!" In front of the huge wheel of reincarnation, Lu Ya shouted loudly to Empress Ping Xin.

Empress Pingxin glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said, "I already know what your master means. Give me Fuxi Yuanling."

Lu Ya did not dare to delay for even a second, and quickly took out the jade bottle, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Your Majesty."

After Lu Ya took out the jade bottle, Niangniang Pingxin took out Fuxi's soul and then put it into the wheel of reincarnation.

"Fuxi's soul has been reincarnated."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Lu Ya bowed, then said goodbye and left.

After he came out of the underworld, he rushed to the place where Fuxi was about to be born as quickly as possible.

Flying Bear Country.

This place was originally the Feixiong tribe. As the human race became more and more prosperous, the Feixiong tribe gradually developed into the Feixiong Kingdom.

In a small village in Feixiong Country, it was a stormy night with lightning and thunder in the sky! A woman hid in a haystack, struggling and wailing in pain, and finally gave birth to a child.

The rain was pouring down, and the woman's hair was soaked by the rain. She tried her best to use her body to shield the child from the wind and rain.

Although the human race has replaced the demon race and become the master of the prehistoric continent, the human race is still in a matriarchal society at its current stage of development. In a matriarchal society, people only know their mothers but not their fathers. "Good baby, good baby~" Although the woman herself was weak, she looked at the child in her arms with a face full of joy.

What should I name the child? The woman pondered.

"Fuxi." Suddenly, a voice came into the woman's mind.

"Who's there?!" the woman screamed in fear, her face full of panic.

……

But at this moment, the torrential rain in the night sky suddenly stopped. Thousands of feet of light poured down, and the figure of a Taoist slowly walked over.

With every step he took, golden lotuses bloomed under his feet, looking extremely sacred.

"God...God..." The woman opened her eyes wide, her face full of shock and astonishment.

"My name is Lu Ya. I practice Taoism under the seat of the Divine Master Ying Zheng. Today I come here especially for this child." Taoist Lu Ya stepped on the golden lotus, and lotus bloomed with every step. "This child will become the emperor of the human race in the future!"

The woman held the child in one hand and covered her mouth with the other. She couldn't believe her ears, but she looked at Lu Ya and nodded vigorously.

This woman's name was Huaxu, and she was originally just an ordinary person. But from the moment she gave birth to this child, her fate was no longer ordinary.

After Fuxi was born, he could walk at three days old, speak at seven days old, and help his mother work in the fields at the age of three. By the time he was seven years old, he had become a well-known child prodigy in Feixiong Country.

Almost everyone in Feixiong Country knew that there was a seven-year-old boy who was very smart and had a natural knowledge of astronomy, geography, the four seasons, and the stars. He could predict good and bad luck and the weather, and he never made a mistake.

Not only that, he is also smart and witty, good at solving problems for others. No matter what questions others ask him, he can give answers and point out the way.

Gradually, the people of Feixiong Kingdom regarded this child as a child prodigy, and there was an endless stream of people coming to him to ask for divination and guidance. His fame also grew.

When Fuxi was seventeen years old, he had grown into a handsome man with clear features and a radiant spirit, and became a well-known handsome man in Feixiong Country. All the young girls in Feixiong Country hoped to marry him.

However, no matter which woman proposed to him, he rejected them all.

Finally, when Fuxi was twenty years old, he was recommended by Feixiong Kingdom and went to the Holy City to take the Human Emperor Test.

The deadline for Suiren to prove his Dao was approaching, and he could no longer delay. A new successor had to be chosen as soon as possible. Therefore, Suiren decided to hold a test ceremony in the Holy City, so that all the outstanding young people of the human race would gather in the Holy City to take the test together. The best among them would become the new Human Emperor!
Many human beings gathered in the holy city.

Choosing the successor to the Human Emperor is no small matter!

In fact, not only the great figures of the human race gathered here, but even many powerful people in the prehistoric world were paying attention to this place.

Fuxi stood in the square under the high platform, surrounded by candidates nominated by various human tribes.

He subconsciously looked around, sizing up the people around him.

Although Suiren ordered that the nominees of each city must be young people, many tribes still had nominees who were obviously old, and some even had gray hair. For example, an old man next to Fuxi looked old and frail.

His hair and beard were snow-white, and his back was hunched and bent. He looked to be at least two or three hundred years old.

Nowadays, even if the human race does not practice cultivation, the normal life span can reach 300 years. Those who can live to 500 years old are considered long-lived. People over 500 years old are rare.

But it’s not impossible.

Fuxi knew one. In their Feixiong Kingdom, there was a man named Peng Zu. He lived for more than 800 years, which was considered the longest-lived among ordinary people.

"What are you looking at?! Do you look down on me?! You think I'm old?! I'm only three hundred years old, not old at all!" The old man glared at Fuxi.

Fuxi secretly stuck out his tongue and hurriedly bowed to the old man to express his apology.

Among ordinary people, 300 years old is considered an old man. But nowadays, there are many practitioners among the human race, including those who practice immortality, gods, martial arts, Buddhism, magic, and witchcraft. These people can live for thousands of years. Once they break through the mortal body and achieve immortality, they can live forever and live as long as the heaven and earth.

Nowadays, there are too many practitioners among the human race. For example, Feixiong, the king of Feixiong Country, is one of the earliest ancestors of the human race and has lived for countless thousands of years.

Compared to these people, three hundred years old is indeed just a child.

Fuxi didn't dare to look around anymore, so he turned around and looked at the periphery of the square, where Taoist Lu Ya was standing. This time, it was Taoist Lu Ya who personally sent him from Feixiong Country to the Holy City.

Since Fuxi was born, Lu Ya Taoist has been guarding him and acting as his protector. For Fuxi, apart from his mother, Lu Ya Taoist is the person closest to him.

Fuxi nodded to Lu Ya, who also nodded slightly and gave him a gesture of encouragement. Fuxi smiled knowingly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Accompanied by the sound of bells, a tall figure walked up to the platform step by step. The majesty of the Human Emperor enveloped the vast area.

He was a burly man, wearing an imperial crown and imperial robes, with a gentle expression. Wherever his eyes swept, all living beings bowed down. Even some of the great powers who came to watch the ceremony changed their expressions slightly, not daring to neglect, and hurriedly saluted him.

Blessed by the merits of heaven, Suiren's cultivation became higher and higher. Even if he deliberately suppressed it, he had already reached a state infinitely close to that of a saint. In every move, he already had the boundless majesty of a saint. He might be the closest to a saint in history.

Who would dare to be arrogant in front of a quasi-saint? !

Suiren stood on a high platform, looking at the young people below. These young people were the smartest, most capable and most prestigious young generation in each tribe.

His successor will be chosen from among these people.

His gaze swept over each person, and when he saw Fuxi, his gaze lingered for a moment.

"Everyone, today's test is very simple. I have a few questions to ask you. Whoever can answer them will be the Human Emperor." Suiren said in a loud voice.

"Yes!" The people below the stage nodded respectfully. At the same time, their eyes were filled with eagerness to try.

Becoming the Human Emperor is such a good thing that all the contestants present naturally desire to obtain.

"The first question is, in this world, which came first, the chicken or the egg?" asked Suiren.

As soon as the first question was asked, many contestants in the audience were stunned.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg? They have never really thought about this question. They only know how to eat eggs, how many ways to eat them, and what kind of creature laid the eggs. That's all.

Everyone in the audience was so confused that they couldn't wrap their brains around it. What kind of question is this?! To run for the title of emperor, you have to know which came first, the chicken or the egg?!

Even the crowd watching were more confused than each other.

After a brief moment of confusion, someone finally raised his hand and gave the answer: "The chicken came first! Because all I saw were old hens laying eggs, and only after the old hens hatched the chicks could the chicks be born, so the chicken came first!"

"I think the egg came first! How can there be a chicken without an egg?! Hens are also hatched from eggs!" (End of this chapter)