My Twenty-four Heavens

　　 "Fuxi?"

　　 The young Homo sapiens repeated these two weird syllables.

　　 He doesn't understand the meaning of these two weird syllables, but he knows that these are the names.

　　 As a life with wisdom, you must have a name that belongs to you.

　　 After a while, Fuxi, who had remembered her name, looked at the stalwart figure shrouded in brilliance again, with a little determination in timidity:

　　 "Beasts have claws, birds have wings, and even weak goats can run faster than us... We are the weakest race in the world."

　　 "A powerful giant of wisdom, for the sake of our communication, please shelter us."

　　 "We can't hold on anymore. I don't want to see my people die in despair."

　　 When he said this, Fuxi seemed at a loss, because he didn't know how to express his pleading emotions with etiquette.

　　 Looking at the desperate Fuxi, Zhang Tong smiled slightly and asked:

　　 "Beasts have strong claws, birds have wings, and even weak goats run very fast... So Fuxi, can you tell me what you have?"

　　 "Or, how are you different from other lives?"

　　 Facing the question of the wise giant, Fuxi thought for a while before repliing with some uncertainty:

　　 "We have wisdom, we can think and communicate."

　　 "But wisdom can't make us strong, nor can thinking and communication help us resist danger."

　　 Fuxi's cleverness was beyond Zhang Tong's expectations, and even made Zhang Tong feel a little surprised.

　　 He never expected that there would be such an unexpected child in such a lingering primitive tribe.

　　 Faced with a dazed and terrified Fuxi, Zhang Tong, who was satisfied in his heart, shook his head slowly, and said in a serious tone:

　　 "Young Fuxi, you are wrong."

　　 "Wisdom is the best weapon given to you by the Creator, because wisdom allows you to create your own civilization, and civilization is your strongest force to protect yourself."

　　 Wisdom and civilization?

　　 What Zhang Tong said, Fuxi couldn't understand at all.

　　 But this does not prevent Fuxi from desperately wanting to have the power to change the destiny of the race, so he quickly asked:

　　 "What is civilization? Is it the same thing as the name?"

　　 "What is civilization..."

　　 Zhang Tong blinked, and after thinking for a while, he said his answer:

　　 "Civilization is power!"

　　 "The power that belongs to the intelligent life alone, this power can make the weak intelligent life stronger than any living thing."

　　 "Civilization is also knowledge!"

　　"It is to allow the spirit of wisdom life to be inherited, order to be established, and to free wisdom life from barbaric knowledge."

　　 "Civilization is still to conquer!"

　　 "With a civilized and intelligent life, you can unify the world, and you can also farm and raise livestock."

　　 Fuxi muttered to herself, her blank eyes gradually brightened:

　　 "Civilization can make intelligent life stronger and make intelligent life no longer barbaric!"

　　 Fuxi, who vaguely grasped something, but did not grasp anything, looked at the majestic and sacred giant of wisdom, and pleaded in a pious tone:

　　 "Great giant of wisdom, please tell the weak Fuxi, how can we have our own civilization?"

coming!

　　 This kid has finally opened up!

　　 Zhang Tong looked at Fuxi with relief, deliberately after a short silence, then said:

　　 "Never mind... I see that you are weak and ignorant, I will give you the power of civilization today."

　　 "This sword records the secrets of civilization. As long as you can understand the content above, you will understand what civilization is."

　　 "This is my test for you. I hope you can lead your people to create your own civilization."

　　 In Fuxi's somewhat blank gaze, Zhang Tong inserted the Xuanyuan Sword, which was behind him, into the ground like this.

　　 The golden sword is painted with complicated patterns and words full of wisdom and beauty. Under the sacred halo of Zhang Tong's body, it flows with immortal brilliance.

　　 The golden holy sword is so perfect and sacred, every symbol on it seems to contain infinite wisdom.

　　 Looking at the weapon that had never been seen before, Fu Xi was stunned.

　　 Until the light disappeared, Fu Xi realized that the great giant had disappeared. .

　　 There was no sound or trace, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. No matter how Ren Fuxi shouted, there was no response.

　　 shook his head, Fuxi gave up the idea of ​​looking for the wise giant, he looked at the golden holy sword, his fists clenched hard:

　　 "No matter what the cost, I will bring this sword back."

　　 "With it, we will have our own civilization!"

　　 "As long as we have civilization, we can be stronger than any life as the wisdom giant said!"

　　 "As the first intelligent life in the tribe with a name, I Fuxi will definitely lead my people out of barbarism and become the most powerful race."

　　 With a firm gaze, Fuxi walked towards Xuanyuanjian.

　　 Even if the Xuanyuan Sword was so huge that Fuxi felt as weak as an ant, he still shook the Xuanyuan Sword that he could not possibly shake like a fool.

　　 Outside the small world, Zhang Tong sat on the toilet leisurely, watching the scene in the small world, and laughed:

　　 "Qi Ling, since Xuanyuan Sword is a divine tool of the Primordial Realm, you will be in charge of the powers of the size and wishful thinking."

　　 Zhang Tong’s voice just fell, and Fuxi, who was shaking Xuanyuan Sword like a praying man’s arm as a car, suddenly found that the huge Xuanyuan Sword in front of him was gone.

　　 The sudden change caused Fuxi to fall into the deep hole formed by Xuanyuan Sword inserted into the ground. UU reading www.uukANAnshu.com

　　 After a while, Fuxi, holding the Xuanyuan sword, crawled out of the pit.

　　 Although his body was covered with mud, Fuxi's eyes were brighter than ever before. He knew that he was holding a weapon of civilization.

　　 As long as he can learn the knowledge recorded on Xuanyuan Sword, his race will be able to get rid of weak and barbaric, and possess the power of civilization.

　　 So, the young Fuxi fumbled in the darkness, and returned to the messy tribe with Xuanyuan Sword all over his body.

　　 In the horrified gaze of the tribe, he inserted the Xuanyuan sword into the ground.

　　 Then, Xuanyuan Sword turned into a huge golden divine sword with a height of fifty meters, and plunged straight into the ground.

　　 At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky broke through a gap, and the soft moonlight enveloped the huge Xuanyuan Sword and the young Fuxi.

　　 Against the backdrop of the rays of light, the young Fuxi stood under the Xuanyuan Sword, and said to those clansmen who were full of fear of the unknown:

　　 "This is a sword!"

　　 "It is an artifact that records civilization and the foundation of our race's rise!"

　　 "I will lead you to create our own civilization, so that we will no longer be weak!"

　　 The sacred moon was shrouded, and the young Fuxi expressed his ideals to those ignorant comrades.

　　 At this moment, it is recorded as eternity.

　　 After countless years, this scene was portrayed with oil on the ancient murals.

Beside the 　　 oil paint, there is a text describing this historic scene:

　　 "The emptiness is chaotic, the abyss is dark, and the spirit of God is running on the water."

　　 "God sees the ignorance of the human race, so he bestows the holy sword that records the secrets of civilization to the young Emperor Fuxi."