My Twenty-four Heavens

Fuxi?

The young Homo sapiens repeated these two odd syllables.

He didn't understand the meaning of those two odd syllables, but he knew it was the name.

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

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

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

Powerful wisdom giant, for the sake of our communication, please protect us.

We can't hold on any longer. 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 sharp claws, birds have wings, and even weak goats can run fast... Then Fuxi, can you tell me what you have?

Or, what is the difference between you and other lives?

Facing the wisdom giant's question, Fuxi thought for a while before answering with some uncertainty:

We have intelligence, we can think and communicate.

But wisdom does not make us strong, nor does thinking and communicating make us immune to danger.

Fuxi's cleverness was beyond Zhang Tong's expectation, and Zhang Tong was even surprised.

He never thought that there would be such an unexpected child in such a surviving tribe of primitive people.

Facing the dazed and fearful Fuxi, Zhang Tong who was satisfied in his heart slowly shook his head, 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 the strongest force you can use to protect yourself.

Wisdom and civilization?

Fuxi couldn't understand what Zhang Tong said.

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

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

What is civilization...

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

Civilization is power!

The power unique to intelligent life, this power can make weak intelligent life stronger than any living thing.

Civilization is also knowledge!

It is to allow the spirit of intelligent life to be passed on, order to be established, and intelligent life to be separated from barbaric knowledge.

Civilization or Conquest!

With civilized intelligent life, we can unify the world, and we can also farm and raise animals.

Fuxi muttered to himself, his dazed eyes gradually brightened:

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

Fuxi, who vaguely seemed to have grasped something, but didn't grasp anything, looked at the majestic and sacred giant of wisdom, and pleaded in a pious tone:

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

coming!

This kid finally got his head around it!

Zhang Tong looked at Fuxi with relief, and deliberately said after a brief silence:

Forget it... I see that you are weak and ignorant, so I will give you the power of civilization today.

The secret of civilization is recorded on this sword. As long as you can understand the above content, you will understand what civilization is.

This is my test for you, I hope you can lead your people,

Create your own civilization.

Under Fuxi's dazed gaze, Zhang Tong stuck the Xuanyuan Sword behind his back into the ground.

On the body of the golden sword, complex patterns and characters full of wisdom and beauty are engraved. Under the light of the holy halo on Zhang Tong's body, there is an immortal brilliance.

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

Looking at the unprecedented weapon, Fuxi was stunned.

It wasn't until the light disappeared that Fuxi belatedly 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.

Shaking his head, Fuxi gave up the idea of ​​looking for the wisdom giant. He looked at the golden holy sword and clenched his fists tightly:

No matter how much it costs, I will take 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!

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

With a determined look on his face, Fuxi walked towards Xuanyuanjian.

Even though the Xuanyuan Sword was so huge that Fuxi felt as weak as an ant, he still shook the Xuanyuan Sword vigorously like a fool.

Outside the small world, Zhang Tong sat leisurely on the toilet, watched the scene that happened in the small world, and said with a smile:

Qi Ling, since the Xuanyuan Sword is an artifact of the Absolute Beginning Realm, you will be able to control its abilities as large or small as you wish.

As soon as Zhang Tong finished speaking, Fu Xi, who was shaking the Xuanyuan Sword like a mantis with a cart in the Absolute Beginning Realm, 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 the Xuanyuan sword inserted into the ground in embarrassment.

A moment later, Fuxi crawled out of the pit holding the Xuanyuan Sword.

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

As long as he can learn the knowledge recorded in the Xuanyuan Sword, his race will be able to get rid of weakness and barbarism, and possess the power called civilization.

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

Under the terrified gazes of the clansmen, he thrust Xuanyuan Sword into the ground.

Then, the Xuanyuan Sword turned into a huge golden sword with a height of 50 meters, which was inserted straight into the ground.

At this moment, a gap was broken in the dark clouds in the sky, and the soft moonlight shrouded the huge Xuanyuan Sword and the young Fuxi in it.

Against the backdrop of the 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 is the foundation for the rise of our race!

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

Shrouded in the sacred moonlight, the young Fuxi spoke his ideals to those ignorant compatriots.

This moment was recorded as eternity.

After countless years, the ancient murals depict this scene with oil paint.

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

The void was formless, the face of the deep was dark, and the Spirit of God moved over the waters.

The gods saw that the human race was ignorant and ignorant, so they gave the young emperor Fuxi the holy sword that recorded the secrets of civilization.