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"The prehistoric human race, undecided on human relations, has no manners, and is like a beast. It needs to be educated by the three emperors. Are you willing to be the candidate for the No. 1 emperor?".

This was Li Changsheng's plan. If he wanted the emperor Fuxi, the emperor Shennong, or the emperor Xuanyuan, he could just get Ying Zheng over there.

At Yingzheng's level, not to mention bringing the prehistoric people from the tribal era directly to the feudal era, they are better than Fuxi and others.

Moreover, Yingzheng alone is not enough. Hongjun Daozu said that three emperors should be born to educate the human race, and Li Changsheng planned to bring Li Shimin and Zhu Yuanzhang over in the future.

"what...."

The faint words fell into Ying Zheng's ears, and the thunder exploded for no less than nine days, making him dizzy.

The Human Sovereign, representing the entire human race, has the mighty power to be equal to all the sacred, and has the dual characteristics of divinity and humanity.

On the contrary, the son of heaven is only the son of heaven, which means that the human race surrenders to the immortals and gods.

To put it simply, the Human Sovereign possesses incomparable power, and with the luck of the human race, he is on an equal footing with all the sages of Heaven and Dao. No one dares to underestimate the Human Sovereign, and even ordinary gods dare not face the Human Sovereign.

Don't you see, King Zhou was the last emperor during the calamity, even though Kong Xuan was the No. 1 saint, he could only bow his head and help King Zhou guard Sanshan Pass.

How arrogant Kong Xuan was, even if he met Zhunti saint, he dared to fight, but he succumbed to the power of the emperor and became the general soldier of Sanshanguan.

As for the Son of Heaven, he has been stripped of his divinity, and is only the leader of the human race, not to mention being on an equal footing with the saints of heaven, even ordinary gods can ignore him.

In the Wu Zhou Dynasty and the Shang Dynasty, when Wu Wang Ji Fa came to the throne, he was ordered by the heavens to cut down the power of the emperor himself. The monarchy was granted by the gods, controlled by people, and he was the son of heaven!

Ying Zheng didn't know the difference between the two.

Now, the Holy Father of Longevity actually said that he wanted Ying Zheng to be a candidate for the Emperor, and asked him if he would like to?

Why do you still need to consider this?

"The government is willing!"

If other people say that, Ying Zheng will definitely call him two big ears. Human Emperor is what you say you want to do?When going to the vegetable market to buy two catties of Chinese cabbage?

But Ying Zheng firmly believed in what the Holy Father of Longevity said, because the Holy Father is the father of the entire human race, and he can control the fate of the entire human race. How can it be easy?

Even if it is only a candidate for the Emperor, not the official Emperor, it is a temptation that is absolutely irresistible.

"Well, later Pindao will take you to be reincarnated as a prehistoric human race, and then take you as a disciple to teach you cultivation and the ability to govern the world."

"Pindao has only one request, to win the battle for the emperor set by the saints, to become the first emperor of the human race, and to lead the human race to become stronger!"

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, not surprised by Yingzheng's choice, unless he was out of his mind, he would refuse.

"Thank you Holy Father, I will pay my respects to Master!"

Yingzheng was overjoyed, and immediately hit the snake with the stick, calling him Master.

At the same time, he also automatically knows what is the battle for the emperor set by the saints.

It is the opportunity that the Holy Father won for the human race, the opportunity that he snatched from the hands of the saints of heaven, and it is also the opportunity for the human race to truly dominate their own destiny.

If the competition fails, the human race will inevitably fall into decline after the glory of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and become the emperor from the emperor.

With the Holy Father as his teacher, Yingzheng is confident that he will win this battle.

"You don't need so many common etiquettes, just respect your teacher in your heart."

Li Changsheng waved his hand and smiled.

"Yes, Zheng would like to obey the teacher's order!"

Ying Zheng replied respectfully.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, Li Changsheng left this world with Ying Zheng's soul.

Chapter 127 All Saints Settle Their Sons, The Emperor's Election Begins

Wild world.

To the west of the mainland, 80 billion miles away from Shouyang Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, there is a human tribe named Boyi.

The leader of the tribe is Boyi, one of the survivors of the Lich's catastrophe in the past, and he has a cultivation base in the heavenly realm.

Back then, after the calamity, the third ancestor of the human race led the rest of the tribe to rebuild the homeland of the human race. Boyi led a part of the tribe to go to the northwest and settle here.

After more than ten thousand years, the Boyi tribe has become prosperous and prosperous, and the number of tribesmen has reached more than [-].

In fact, according to the population growth rate of the human race, the population of the Boyi tribe should be tens of thousands. ..

But this place is close to the bitter cold place in the northwest, and the environment is harsh. In order to survive, many tribesmen sacrificed.

No matter what, the Boyi tribe finally took root here and took root.

this day.

A wave of hazy purple air came from the eastern sky, permeated for three hundred million miles, accompanied by the singing of fairy sounds, and the dancing of dragons and phoenixes.

The purple air circled the Boyi tribe nine times, and then disappeared into the tribe in an instant, and the surrounding visions also disappeared!

"Wow wow wow..."

The next moment, a baby in the tribe was born and cried loudly.

"Congratulations patriarch, it's a boy!"

In the delivery room, a healthy woman walked out of the room holding the baby and congratulated the patriarch Boyi.

"Haha, my son was born, and a vision descended from the sky, isn't he the son of auspiciousness?"

Boyi looks like he is in his 30s, with a thick back and a hulking waist. He holds the child carefully and laughs heartily.

"Congratulations to the patriarch, congratulations to the patriarch!"

A group of elders in the tribe stepped forward to congratulate each other, all showing happy smiles.

"Om..."

At this moment, a ray of light in the eastern sky came straight to this side, reflecting half of the sky into seven colors.

Boyi narrowed his eyes, handed the baby in his arms to the healthy woman, and looked up at the sky.

I saw a seven-colored auspicious cloud coming leisurely under the glow of the rays of the sun. On the auspicious cloud sat a Taoist man with a long sword on his back.

"This is...the Holy Father of Eternal Life has arrived!"

Looking at this Taoist, Boyi felt very familiar, and suddenly thought of the statue of the Holy Father in the ancestral temple, and couldn't help showing joy on his face.

He shouted: "The Holy Father of Longevity is here, and the clansmen follow me to pay homage to the Holy Father of Longevity!"

"The descendants of the human race, pay homage to the Holy Father of Longevity!"

After all, he knelt down first, prostrated himself on the ground, and paid homage.

"The descendants of the human race, pay homage to the Holy Father of Longevity!"

When the others heard the words, they bowed to the ground one after another, and shouted reverently.

The sound became louder and louder, and more and more people fell to the ground.

"Everyone get up."

The Taoist sitting on top of the auspicious cloud was none other than Li Changsheng. With a flick of his sleeve, he lifted up all the clansmen.

"Yes, thank you Holy Father for your mercy!"

Everyone stood up obediently and stood with their hands tied.

"Who is the patriarch?"

Li Changsheng asked, but looked at the leader Boyi.

"Boyi, the son of the next generation, pay homage to the Holy Father!"

Sure enough, Boyi stood out from the crowd and replied respectfully.

"Well, what about the baby that was just born?"

Li Changsheng nodded and asked.

"To the Father, the child is here."

Boyi took the baby boy from the healthy woman's arms, raised his hands, and replied.

"This son has a predestined relationship with Pindao, and he has the appearance of a king of the race. Pindao wants to accept him as a disciple. Are you willing?"

Li Changsheng looked at the baby boy he lifted up, and saw the essence through the phenomenon. The soul of this baby was Qin Shihuang Yingzheng brought back by him from other worlds.

However, after the six realms of reincarnation were perfected, the primordial realm of heaven also became perfect.

If you want to be reincarnated into a human race, you can't just say a word. You need to go through the six realms of reincarnation before you can be reincarnated as a human race.

Fortunately, Li Changsheng had some friendship with Houtu, and he went out in person, so Yingzheng was not allowed to drink Mengpo soup, and there would be no mystery in the womb.

After Ling Yingzheng was reincarnated, Li Changsheng tracked all the way to the Boyi tribe by following his secret induction.

"Yes, Boyi is willing. It is his blessing that this child can worship the Holy Father as his teacher. Why is Boyi not willing?"

Boyi was ecstatic when he heard the words, and hurriedly agreed.

"Good! Pindao is going to open a cave to live outside the tribe. After the child is three years old, you send him here, and Pindao will teach him."

After confirming the status of master and apprentice, Li Changsheng said to Boyi with a smile on his face.

"Follow the orders of the Holy Father!"

Of course, Boyi would not have any objections, and even secretly rejoiced.

With the Holy Father in charge, the Boyi tribe should benefit immensely.

Afterwards, Li Changsheng bid farewell to the Boyi tribe and went to the west of the tribe.

There is a high mountain here, which is towering and boundless. Li Changsheng opened a cave on the top of the mountain and lived there.

On weekdays, although they didn't take special care of the Boyi tribe, with him in charge, some monsters would not dare to be presumptuous easily.

Time is like running water, in a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

On this day, the patriarch Boyi came to the door with the young Yingzheng.

Although the mountain where the Holy Father of Longevity lives is high, it is still not difficult for Boyi who is in the fairyland. He took Ying Zheng to easily climb to the top of the mountain and met the Holy Father of Longevity.

"He stayed, you go back."

Sensing the arrival of the two of them, Li Changsheng opened his eyes, and said to them before Boyi could speak.

"Yes, follow the orders of the Holy Father."

Boyi bowed and retreated.

"Disciple Ah Zheng, pay homage to Master!"

Ying Zheng at this time was just a young lady who was less than three feet tall, only three years old, with red lips and white teeth, extremely cute.

He quickly came to Li Changsheng, knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed nine times.

"Don't be too polite, get up!"

Li Changsheng gently flicked his sleeves and helped him up.

"Yes, Master!"

Xiaozhengtai Yingzheng stood up obediently.

"After coming to Honghuang, how do you feel?"

Li Changsheng took out a futon, asked him to sit down in front of him, and asked aloud.

"Thank you, Master! How do you feel? This disciple can't even say it. There is only one word, big!"

After Ying Zheng sat down, a look of shock appeared on his small face.

In the three years since he came to Honghuang, because of Su Hui, he is not like other people of the same age, with a runny nose every day and playing with mud everywhere.

He had carefully observed this world, although he couldn't leave the tribe because he didn't have any cultivation.

But you can see the whole picture with just a glimpse, big, everything is big.

The mountains are billions of feet high, but they are just hills;

The wild beasts are hundreds of feet high and hundreds of feet long, and they are just ordinary beasts;

In the tribe, a stone the size of a fist weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't move it at all.

All the people in the tribe have cultivated themselves, even if they have not become immortals, they all have boundless strength and boundless mana.