Even The Breath Is Getting Stronger

"who?!"

The woman was shocked. Her expression was full of panic.

But at this moment, in the night sky, the torrential rain that had originally poured out suddenly stopped.

The blazing light descended, and a figure of Daoist came slowly.

With every step he took, there was a golden Lotus flower under his feet, which looked like Sacred.

"God... Fairy..."

The woman's eyes widened, her expression full of shock and consternation.

"My name is Lu Ya, and I am cultivating under the seat of Lord Lin Yunji. I am here today for this son."

Lu Ya, Daoist stepped on the golden lotus, blooming step by step,

"This son will be the emperor of the human race in the future."

The woman held the child in her arms in one hand, and covered her mouth with the other hand.

She couldn't believe her own ears, but looking at the pressure, she nodded vigorously.

The woman's name was Huaxu, and she was just an ordinary person.

But since she gave birth to this child, she was destined to be no more ordinary.

After Fuxi was born, he was able to walk in three days.

I can speak in seven days, and I can help my mother to work in the field at the age of three.

By the time he was seven years old, he had become a well-known child prodigy in Flying Bear Country.

Almost everyone in the Flying Bear Kingdom has heard that,

There is a seven-year-old child who is smart and witty, who is born to know astronomy, geography, four seasons of the Ming Dynasty, and star.

He has never been inaccurate in predicting good and bad weather and fortune-telling the weather.

Not only that, he is clever and smart, and he is good at solving problems for people.

No matter what questions other people ask him, he can give the other person the answer and give some pointers.

Gradually, the people of Flying Bear Country regarded this child as a child prodigy,

There are countless people who come to ask for fortune-telling and give pointers to misunderstandings. His fame is getting bigger and bigger.

When Fuxi grew up to seventeen years old, he had already had beautiful eyebrows and handsome eyes.

With a high spirit, he became a well-known handsome man in Fei Xiong Country.

All the young girls in Fei Xiong Country hope that they can marry him.

It's a pity that he refused to face any woman's courtship.

Finally when Fuxi was twenty years old,

He was recommended by the Flying Bear Country to go to the holy city to take the test to become the emperor.

The time limit for Suiren's preaching is approaching, and he can no longer continue to delay it.

A new successor must be selected quickly.

For this reason, Suiren finally decided to hold a test ceremony in the holy city,

Let all the outstanding young people of the human race come to the holy city and take the test together,

The best person among them will become the new emperor!

In the holy city, many human races gathered here.

It's no trivial matter to choose a successor to the emperor!

In fact, it's not just the big figures in the human race gathered here,

It is that the Primordial World has many powerful eyes looking at this place.

Fuxi stood on the square below the high platform,

Surrounded by candidates from various tribes of the human race,

He subconsciously scanned the surroundings and looked at the people around him.

Although Suiren ordered it, the candidates in each city must be young people.

But there are still many tribes whose candidates are obviously elderly.

Some hair is gray.

For example, like the person on the right hand side of Fuxi,

The whole person is already very old, the hair and beard are all white,

His spine has been bent and bent, and he looks at least two or three hundred years old.

The current human race can live to three hundred years old even if they don't practice cultivation.

Those who can live to five hundred are considered long-lived people. Those over five hundred years old are rare.

But it's not without it.

Like Fuxi, he knew one.

In their flying bear country, there was a man named Peng Zu who lived more than eight hundred years old.

It is the longest life among ordinary people.

"What are you looking at?! Do you look down on me?!"

"You think I'm getting old, don't you?! I'm only a 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's cupped hands to apologize.

Among ordinary people, three hundred years old is an old man.

But there are many practitioners among human races.

There are various types of cultivating immortals, gods, and martial arts, with a few others cultivating Buddha, demons, and witches.

The lives of these people are often thousands of years old,

Once you break through the mortal body and become the immortal body, you will be immortal and live with the world.

Among the human races, there are too many practitioners.

For example, Fei Xiong, the ruler of Fei Xiong Nation, is one of the earliest ancestors of the human race.

I don't know how many long live I have lived.

Compared with these people, a hundred years old is indeed a child.

Not daring to look randomly, Fuxi turned his head and looked at the outside of the square again.

Lu Ya Daoist was standing there. This time Lu Ya, Daoist personally sent him from Flying Bear Nation to the Holy City.

Since the birth of Fuxi, Lu Ya Daoist has been around him to protect him and be his guardian Daoist.

For Fuxi, apart from his mother, Lu Ya Daoist is his closest person.

Fuxi nodded towards the landing pressure, who also slightly nodded.

Give him a cheering gesture. Fuxi smiled knowingly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Along with the rumbling of the bell, a stalwart figure appeared on the high platform step by step,

The majesty that belongs to the Emperor of People covers a wide area.

He was a burly figure, a jade crown in the emperor's dress, and a gentle expression. Wherever his eyes looked down, all the creatures bowed down.

Even some of the great powers who came to the scene to watch the ceremony changed slightly.

Not dare to ask for a big deal, and quickly hit him.

With the blessing of Heavenly Dao, Suiren’s Cultivation Base is getting higher and higher.

Even if he deliberately suppressed Cultivation Base, he has already reached the point where he is infinitely close to Sage.

In every move, the boundless majesty of Sage has vaguely appeared.

He may have been the closest to Sage in history, under Sage.

In front of a quasi-Sage, which one dares to be big?

Suiren stood on a high platform, and he looked at the young people below.

These young people are all the brightest, most capable, and most promising young generations of all tribes.

His successor will be selected among these people.

His eyes swept over from one person after another,

When he saw Fuxi, his gaze stayed for a while.

"Everyone, today's quiz is very simple. I have a few questions for you."

"Whoever can answer is the emperor."

Sui Renshi said loudly.

"Yes!"

Everyone under the high platform nodded respectfully.

But in the same way, their expressions are also full of eager expressions.

Becoming the emperor, this kind of thing, these contestants present naturally want to get it.

"The first question, in this world, did the chicken or the egg come first?"

Suiren asked.

As soon as the first question was asked, the many contestants in the audience were all at once dumbfounded.

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