Chapter 59 The Birth of the Human Emperor, the Budding of Martial Arts
Chapter 59 The Birth of the Human Emperor, the Budding of Martial Arts
Time flows like water, passing by quietly.
Twelve years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a loud baby's cry echoed through the sky in the Feng clan tribe.
Auspicious clouds gathered on the horizon, accompanied by thousands of auspicious wisps of air, and the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing filled the air. The entire tribe seemed to be enveloped in a golden curtain of light, filled with a unique and refreshing fragrance.
Fuxi was born.
He was born different from others—his eyes were as clear as stars, his cries were as loud as bells, and he could open his eyes as soon as he was born, looking around as if he was full of curiosity about the world.
The elders of the tribe came to offer their congratulations, saying that this was the birth of a sage and a blessing for the Feng clan. Hua Xu held the infant in her arms, her face full of love and joy.
Fuxi was exceptionally intelligent from a young age. He could understand and learn anything at a glance. The people of the tribe were amazed and believed that this child would become a great man in the future.
Grand Master Xuandu formally accepted Fuxi as his disciple and would come to teach him every few days.
However, Xuandu inherited the Taiqing lineage's philosophy of non-action, and his teaching method was extremely "laissez-faire"—he did not take the initiative to teach or assign homework, but only answered questions when Fuxi asked.
This method of teaching was only possible because Fuxi was born with a divine mandate and was exceptionally intelligent; otherwise, an ordinary person would have been ruined long ago.
Fortunately, Fuxi was diligent and inquisitive, and whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, he would proactively seek guidance from Xuandu. Xuandu was never stingy with his answers, patiently explaining everything. The two, master and disciple, complemented each other perfectly.
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On this day, Fuxi was strolling around the tribe when he happened to see the tribesmen returning from hunting.
A dozen or so people fought against a ferocious beast, and although they eventually hunted their prey, several were seriously injured and covered in blood, and had to be carried back by their tribesmen. One of them succumbed to his injuries that very night.
Fuxi was moved.
He ran to Xuandu and asked, "Teacher, when our tribesmen hunt, there are still many casualties even when more than ten people are fighting against one prey. Do you have any way to make our tribesmen stronger? If we can reduce the number of deaths and injuries, that would be a great thing."
Upon hearing this, Xuandu pondered for a moment.
Is there a way? Of course there is. In the primordial world, cultivation methods are as numerous as hairs on a cow. Not to mention his teacher, the Supreme Being's Golden Core Dao, every other sect and school has its own methods for strengthening the body. But can he pass them on?
No.
Fuxi was the chosen one, destined to become the Heavenly Emperor and establish an everlasting dynasty for the human race. If he only passed on his teachings to Fuxi, then Fuxi's cultivation would be fine.
But Fuxi cared deeply for his people, and he would definitely pass on the cultivation method once he obtained it. Once the entire human race began to cultivate, that would be troublesome—other sages also wanted to spread their teachings and compete for the human race's fortune. If he were to take the lead, wouldn't that break the rules?
Xuandu was in a dilemma.
If I don't give it to them, I feel bad; if I do give it to them, it could easily cause trouble.
After much deliberation, he finally came up with a compromise—he gave Fuxi some low-level body-refining techniques. Moreover, these techniques were from other races, and since humans' physiques were different, they were completely unsuitable for cultivation.
Fuxi took the manual and began to study it carefully.
After studying it for a long time, he came to a conclusion: it cannot be cultivated.
However, Fuxi was not discouraged.
He knew all too well that humanity was not without cultivation methods. The Golden Elixir method created by the Sage Taiqing was the Great Dao that humanity could cultivate. However, the Golden Elixir method had extremely high thresholds; if one's physique and comprehension did not meet the standards, one could not even enter the gate. Ordinary members of his race could not even take the first step.
Fuxi was different. As the chosen human emperor, his talent was top-notch, and he mastered the method of refining the golden elixir with ease. While refining the golden elixir, he also studied the body-refining technique given to him by Xuandu, integrating the two to try to create a cultivation method suitable for ordinary humans.
Blessed by destiny and blessed with good fortune, Fuxi was exceptionally successful in his endeavors.
In just a few months, he created a low-level body-refining technique. Although this technique was not very profound, it was enough to help ordinary clansmen strengthen their bodies and improve their physical condition.
The principle is quite simple: through specific movements and postures, combined with breathing exercises, the circulation of qi and blood is accelerated, the absorption capacity of the internal organs is enhanced, and the body is strengthened. Once the body is strong, one can sense spiritual energy, and then absorb spiritual energy to temper the physical body, gradually improving.
This was the prototype of martial arts.
Fuxi taught this set of techniques to the people of the tribe, and after practicing it, their physical fitness greatly improved. Casualties during hunts decreased significantly, and hunting efficiency also increased considerably. The tribe grew stronger day by day, and Fuxi's prestige rose accordingly.
As the news spread, nearby tribes flocked to join them, and the Feng clan gradually became the most powerful tribe within a radius of a thousand miles.
But the legend of Fuxi has only just begun.
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In the Heavenly Palace of the Sun Star.
Lu Ya stood with his hands behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed.
Nuwa had already informed him of Fuxi's birth and instructed him to lend him the Hetu and Luoshu to help him attain the status of Emperor. However, the Hetu and Luoshu were currently in the hands of Princess Yaoji, not with him.
He had originally intended to wait for Haotian to emerge from seclusion before taking action. However, the Heavenly Emperor remained in seclusion for cultivation, and he dared not disturb him. After much deliberation, he had no choice but to seek another method to realize his ambitions.
Lu Ya found Yao Ji and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, the Goddess Nuwa has sent word that Fuxi has been reincarnated and needs to borrow the Hetu and Luoshu. I have come to report this."
Yao Ji blinked, but didn't think much of it, and casually took out the Hetu Luoshu.
She had always respected the goddess Nuwa, and since the goddess had spoken, she naturally had to give her face.
Lu Ya did not reach out to take it, but said solemnly, "Your Highness, it is best if you lend such a primordial spiritual treasure yourself. This treasure is of great use to the Heavenly Court and can enhance the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Transformation Array. With Your Highness present, Fuxi will certainly not dare not return it."
Yao Ji then understood Lu Ya's intention.
Lu Ya's words made sense. Although the Hetu and Luoshu were taken back from Kunpeng, they now belonged to the Heavenly Court. If she, as the eldest princess, were to personally descend to the mortal realm to lend them out, it would both demonstrate the majesty of the Heavenly Court and ensure the return of the treasures. It was a win-win situation.
"Alright then, I'll go down to the mortal realm for a visit," Yao Ji said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She'd been cooped up in Heaven for too long and was getting bored. Going down to the mortal realm to explore the prehistoric world and see some new things wouldn't be bad.
As for cultivation—she's never really liked it.
Her elder brother is the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, one of the most noble and powerful beings in the primordial world. With this connection, who in the primordial world would dare to make things difficult for her? The level of her cultivation seems to have little effect on her.
Besides, she possesses those three Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures, each comparable to a Quasi-Saint. With all three, she could roam freely throughout the prehistoric world, and even against top-tier powerhouses, she would have the strength to fight.
Moreover, it's strange, even though she doesn't cultivate much, her cultivation level is rising rapidly. Not long ago she was still a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and now she has inexplicably broken through to the Daluo realm.
How did she break through? She herself couldn't explain it—she just ate a few peaches of immortality, took a stroll around the Heavenly Court, and then she broke through.
Once she reached the Great Luo realm, her progress became unstoppable. It was as if the laws of heaven and earth were feeding her; her cultivation of the Great Dao kept rising, and there was no way to stop it.
Yao Ji vaguely felt that this matter was related to her elder brother, Hao Tian. Her brother's seclusion for cultivation seemed to have triggered some kind of change, and she, as his closest relative by blood, had also benefited from it.
However, this is ultimately a good thing. She was always playful and disliked cultivation, and now that her cultivation level has increased automatically, it has saved her a lot of effort. Otherwise, given her personality, she probably wouldn't have reached the Great Luo realm for a long time.
"Then I will respectfully see Your Highness off," Lu Ya said, cupping his hands in greeting.
Yao Ji nodded, put the Hetu Luoshu into her sleeve, and took the three Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures with her. She transformed into a stream of light, passed through the South Heavenly Gate, and headed towards the Eastern Wilderness.
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