Escape from the Three-Body Problem to Super God

Looking at Fuxi growing up, Zhang Heng also felt that he didn't need to teach him any more unnecessary things.

After all, this is a prehistoric world. Even if the human race wants to advance in technology, it is estimated that the prehistoric heaven will not allow it.

"Teacher, today I saw a spider weaving a web. I had an idea and led my tribe to weave a big net, and then caught many, many fish. From now on, my tribe will never be short of fish to eat."

Afterwards, Fuxi did not forget Zhang Heng and brought the fattest fish to honor Zhang Heng.

"I know everything. Just having enough food is not enough. The human race also needs the power to protect itself. I will pass on a cultivation method to you later. You can choose to pass it on to your tribe. It can be used as a strength to protect yourself for a while."

Zhang Heng replied with a smile.

Fuxi is still essentially a mortal now. Although he has the blessings of heaven like the Suiren clan, if he encounters a stronger monster, it will be a bit unsatisfactory.

Therefore, before Fuxi has completed his merits and deeds, it is still very necessary to pass on some basic cultivation techniques to him.

Hearing this, Fuxi also shouted happily: "Yes! Thank you teacher."

"Teacher, where did you get your clothes? I also want my people to wear such beautiful and light clothes."

Looking at the animal skins he was wearing and comparing them with the clothes Zhang Heng was wearing, Fuxi was curious again.

Making clothes?

Isn't this Leizu's thing?

But if Fuxi wants to figure out the method of making clothes in advance, it is not impossible.

After thinking about it, Zhang Heng also smiled and replied: "Monks can use clouds as clothing, they can use breeze as clothing, they can turn gold and stone into clothing, and they can condense water and dew into clothing, but you humans cannot do this. "

The clothes on the great powers in the prehistoric era basically come from this way.

"I also ask the teacher to teach me how humans can wear such warm, beautiful and comfortable clothes."

Fuxi worshiped Zhang Heng sincerely.

"I remember that some low-level robes are made from sky silk. Sky silk can be used to make clothes..."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Heng said.

This is a prehistoric world, and cultivation is the primary productive force. Of course, he will not try to trick Fuxi in other primitive universes and primitive human civilizations.

In addition to various ready-made genius treasures in the prehistoric world, even ordinary things are also treasures of great use to the human race.

Therefore, as long as Fuxi makes good use of this, even if he cannot find the so-called Celestial Silkworm, as long as he finds one type of silkworm, he can refine the robes that are fully sufficient for human use.

"I understand."

After Zhang Heng finished explaining, Fuxi nodded to show that he understood.

"By the way, teacher, I want to be the clan leader."

Fuxi continued.

This was a sudden decision that the clan leader made today after seeing that he had the ability to lead the clan to a better life.

Zhang Heng was not surprised by this, but he still said with a sincere expression: "Fuxi, after becoming the clan leader, your responsibilities will be even greater. Don't let a small tribe cover your eyes. Your ambition should be for the entire human race, and what you have to do is benefit all races.”

After all, how powerful the human race can become after becoming the protagonists of the world depends on how deep the foundation laid by the ancestors of the human race.

In terms of the concept of the prehistoric universe, it is how huge the destiny of the human race can be.

Although Zhang Heng still doesn't understand what luck is, what it should be called by analogy with other metaverses, and whether it is useful to outsiders like him.

However, it does not prevent him from collecting them first. The greater the luck of the human race in the future, the more luck he, the ancestor of the human race and the teacher of the Human Emperor, will be able to obtain.

"Yes, disciple knows."

Fuxi also nodded firmly and said

After chatting for a while, Fuxi left.

However, immediately after, another plainly dressed, old but kind figure appeared in front of Zhang Heng.

"I have met the ancestor."

After the amiable old man appeared, he bowed respectfully to Zhang Heng.

"Fellow Taoist Suiren, now that you are honored as a human emperor, and you have successfully achieved your own path through meritorious deeds, you and I can treat each other as fellow Taoists. There is no need to do this anymore."

Zhang Heng returned the greeting.

The person who came was none other than the Suiren family that Nuwa said not long ago that she was going to achieve perfect merits.

Oh no, it should be said that his merits have been completed now.

Suiren, who has perfected his merits and virtues, can be regarded as an enlightened man. His cultivation level has gone straight from a human monk with some cultivation level to the quasi-sage realm. It is really terrifying!

"No matter what the Suiren clan is doing now, the Suiren clan will always be a part of the human race, and we dare not forget the protection and kindness of our ancestors when the human race was in its most difficult and helpless times."

Suirenshi still insisted.

Just like when I first met Zhang Heng.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng stopped worrying and asked instead, "Are you here to say goodbye to me?"

"Yes, ancestor, my teacher once told me that on the day when the Human Emperor's merits are perfected, he can no longer tease the human race, and he should immediately go to the Fire Cloud Cave to Yongzhen human race's destiny..."

Suirenshi replied.

His teacher was Xuandu, the Taishang’s first disciple.

Since it is related to the Supreme Being, it can be easily associated with the Taoist Hongjun.

After all, without the instruction of that Taoist Hongjun, the Supreme Being would not have done anything unnecessary when he was full.

If you look at it in the final analysis, letting the emperor sit in the Fire Cloud Cave is probably the meaning of the prehistoric heaven.

After the three emperors of the human race complete their merits, they will only be able to suppress the Fire Cloud Cave forever. Zhang Heng also knows that, so it is not surprising now.

"Well, don't worry, the human race will have Fuxi walk the rest of the road for you."

Zhang Heng nodded and said.

"Fuxi? Is he the young man just now? But why is his name the same as that of the ancestor Fuxi?"

When Suiren first came here, he naturally noticed something extraordinary about Fuxi, but he didn't know the current Fuxi yet, and he couldn't figure out the relationship between the current Fuxi and the ancestor of Fuxi back then.

"He is the Taoist Fellow Fuxi back then, who was reincarnated to benefit the human race..."

Suiren also wanted to be a good friend in the cave with Fuxi in the future. Zhang Heng did not hide anything from him and explained directly.

"That's it, the great virtuous ancestor Fuxi..."

After listening to Zhang Heng's explanation, Suiren was also filled with emotion.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Heng and chatting for a while, Suiren also left.

But there were still many people coming to meet Zhang Heng. As soon as Suiren left, Xihe came.

"I finally understand now that the human race was just an insignificant race back then, but you were willing to go to such lengths to protect them."

"Just relying on the current luck of the human race, we can directly create a quasi-sage out of thin air. I really don't know how perverted the human race will be if it continues to develop!"

Xihe sighed as he sat across from Zhang Heng.

She naturally knew the Suiren clan just now. When she wanted to use the human clan as a chess piece to manipulate Nuwa for the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, the Suiren clan had no power to fight back in her hands.

But, how long has it been?

Suiren's cultivation directly surpassed her and became a quasi-sage.

"Oh, if that wasn't the case, how could those saints be interested in the human race?"

Zhang Heng said.

"You are not weaker than them. The human race is also your human race. You just watch them get involved in the human race? Divide the fate of the human race?"

Xihe continued, feeling a little puzzled at the same time.

Since as long as one is involved with the human race, not only will the heavenly merits come down, but also huge luck will be obtained from the human race.

So, why does Zhang Heng allow outsiders to interfere in the affairs of the human race?

Although she didn't know about the division between the saints among the human race's three emperors and five emperors' teacher quotas, Xuan Du taught the Suiren clan that she took note of it.

If the Supreme Being was here in person, she would still understand Zhang Heng's indifference, but as the Supreme Being's disciple, she could not understand Zhang Heng's indifference.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have so much merit and luck in one’s own hands?

But Zhang Heng continued to smile and said, "It's easy to survive eating alone."

"Besides, there is nothing wrong with letting those saints be infected with human karma."

"At least, if there is another calamity like the Lich Calamity in the future, they won't be able to escape..." In the end, Zhang Heng still had one sentence in his heart that he didn't say.

If in the future he pulls the entire human race to fight against the way of heaven in the prehistoric universe, those saints who have taken advantage of him now will probably gain a lot of power in the future.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. What do you want from me?"

Zhang Heng ended the topic just now and said.

"This is the demon clan force that I can still gather back. There is a ray of their soul here. If you want to gather them, just contact them through this ray of soul."

As Xihe spoke, he took out a book-like magical instrument and handed it to Zhang Heng.

"Just take it yourself."

Zhang Heng waved his hand. He really had no interest in the demon clan that had passed its time.

Xihe thought that he was ambitious and wanted to create a big force in the new world, so he was so determined to win back the old demon tribe.

Because this is also related to her interests. If the demon clan can regain the power established by a strong man, the demon clan will be able to prosper one day.

"Ok."

Xihe couldn't see through Zhang Heng's thoughts, but he still took back the magic weapon.

Then, she reported to Zhang Heng about the new heaven.

Under Zhang Heng's instruction, her twelve daughters have joined the New Heaven.

However, even if Haotian now makes the new heaven he established prosperous, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, so the heaven is still the same.

……

Time passes day by day.

After Fuxi became the leader of the Huangxiong clan, with the foundation laid by the Suiren clan, he rapidly expanded the tribe, successfully conquered the surrounding tribes, and spent decades to completely unify the human race.

During this period, marriages were reformed, group marriages were ended, surnames were distributed, human characters were created, livestock were raised, and the human currency of the outer circle and the inner circle was established. The unified human race was full of vitality, and a heavy human destiny shrouded the prehistoric sky.

At that time, Fuxi, who was already somewhat old, followed Zhang Heng in his capital.

In the bustling human capital, all the passing human beings bowed respectfully to Fuxi and watched Fuxi with reverent eyes.

"Teacher, I think I can do more, but I can feel that I don't have that much time."

Looking at everything in the human capital, Fuxi said.

"For a generation of co-owners of the human race, you have done enough."

Zhang Heng said: "Every generation has its own things to do, and you have to believe in the wisdom of future generations."

Hearing this, Fu Xi also showed a smile and said in a sighing tone: "Yes! Each generation has its own things to do. No matter how much I do now, if future generations don't live up to expectations, then everything will be nothing. It becomes futile.”

"Teacher, after I die, who will lead the human race?"

Fuxi then asked.

He already had a premonition that his human lifespan did not last long.

"A new Human Emperor will be born to replace you, just like you succeeded the Suiren clan."

Zhang Heng also replied.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Fuxi repeated it several times, that would be fine, and the worry in his eyes also eased a lot.

As the human race became stronger, Fuxi became more aware of the dangers of the prehistoric times. The human race was still very weak and had many difficulties to face, but he did not have long to take care of the human race.

If the human race does not have a strong leader in the future, I am afraid it will still be difficult to survive in the wilderness.

"Perhaps you can use this thing now, and it's time for it to be returned to its original owner."

Zhang Heng said, and the Fuxi Qin that Nuwa asked him to keep flew towards Fuxi and floated in front of Fuxi.

Fuxi subconsciously blurted out: "My piano!"

But then he was stunned again, and a strange feeling arose in his heart; how could I think this was my thing?

Fuxi took the piano in his hand and spread it out in front of him to watch, as if there were endless mysteries waiting for him to explore.

He was fascinated by his music, and Zhang Heng didn't bother him.

One day passed, two days passed, three days passed...

It wasn't until one day after half a year that Fuxi finally made some noise again.

A huge Eight Diagrams diagram unfolds with Fuxi as the center. The Eight Diagrams rotate and cover the world. Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun. The Eight Diagrams are interdependent and endless, interpreting the principles of heaven and earth.

"Is this the innate Bagua created by Fuxi?"

Seeing these movements, Zhang Heng thought.

At the same time, the current human monks were all shocked.

They were shocked and then ecstatic. The Human Emperor seemed to be creating a way of cultivation for the human race that was unique to the human race.

"The method of calculation through Bagua can help human beings avoid disasters."

Fuxi also quickly spread the gossip among the human race.

But not long after Fuxi created Bagua, he suddenly fainted while dealing with things.

The entire political center of the human race was in chaos in an instant. The human race monks guarded the palace and tried all their magic and magic to wake up Fuxi. Everyone knew that the life of the human emperor was over, and the human race was crying.

A moment later, Fuxi's old body was seen slowly flying out of the palace and floating above the palace city.

Of course, Fuxi's soul can only be seen by human monks, not ordinary people.

The human monks who saw this scene immediately chased after him, hoping to retain Fuxi's soul.

However, they stopped when they saw another old figure appear.

"See Your Majesty Suiren."

The visitor was Sui Renshi. Although they had never met Sui Renshi, they could immediately realize his identity.

"Fuxi is an innate great god. He has cultivated virtue and practiced Taoism for countless epochs. He couldn't bear to see the human race living in misery all the time. He came to this world to benefit the human race. Now he has perfected his virtues and has immeasurable merits. He is the emperor of the human race."

"Now I will go to the Fire Cloud Cave to practice. I will not be tainted by cause and effect, and I will be immortal for all eons..."

Suiren spoke slowly, as if he was talking to Fuxi, or to a group of human monks.

After hearing this, Fuxi Yuanshen, who was originally a little confused and in a trance, his eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I've met the Emperor of Earth."

Fuxi bowed to Suiren, and at this moment he seemed to understand everything.

"I don't dare. The Suiren family should pay homage to Emperor Fuxi."

After Suiren turned away, he saluted again and said: "Greetings to Emperor Fuxi."

No matter it was the ancestor of Fuxi at the beginning or the emperor of Fuxi now, the Suiren clan would never dare to entrust him to the throne.

"Hahaha, you and I are both human beings, so from now on we should treat each other as brothers."

Fuxi said cheerfully.

Then, he looked around the human capital and asked, "Is Brother Dao still there?"

Now that he has recovered his memory, he will no longer call him Teacher Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng only asked him to call him teacher, not master. Of course he now knew Zhang Heng's intention.

Naturally, from the moment he regained his memory after completing his merits, the master-disciple relationship no longer counted.

In other words, that master-disciple relationship only lasted during his mortal stage.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Fuxi for your successful meritorious deeds."

Not long after Fuxi's voice fell, Zhang Heng's voice also sounded in the sky above the human capital. He was naturally there.

"I thought that after being reincarnated as a human, it would take me a few more lives to achieve enlightenment, but I didn't expect to see my Taoist brother again so soon. It's really gratifying."

Fuxi became even happier after seeing Zhang Heng. (End of chapter)