Over the past few decades in this world, people have lived their lives day after day, year after year.
The young people who participated in the Battle of Sakazumi had wrinkles on their faces and had families. This once earth-shattering imperial war has also become a part of history. Occasionally, some veterans will think of it and talk about it with their children. Tough years on the battlefield.
It is said that the world has been peaceful, but the demon clan is watching with eager eyes. But some people say that what the monsters in the mountains think has anything to do with people. Now that the two emperors are here, no matter where the monsters dare to cause trouble, even the true dragons of the rivers and seas and the sacred phoenixes of the sacred trees will also restrain their light in front of Emperor Yan.
One emperor can ensure peace in the world, let alone two.
No matter how the fight between the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor was fought, it was only the human race's own business, or even a matter between the two brothers. In the end, the shocking battle failed to hurt the bones and muscles, and the human race remained intact.
At noon, the weather was gloomy, inside Xuanyuan City, there was a central palace.
Xuanyuan walked out of his bedroom and walked due south.
The largest altar in the world today is built there, with a large tripod symbolizing the Three Emperors.
Decades ago, his mother Fu Bao turned into a pile of rotten flesh in the deep pool. When he walked into the palace, he could still see the protruding bones under the blue scales. No matter how many times he called, it was still the same: his mother died, quietly, and there were no more murmurs in the hall or in his mind.
Xuanyuan didn't know why his mother rotted and died, but whenever he stepped into the palace buried deep under Xuanyuan City and witnessed his mother's crazy appearance, it always made him feel whether his decision to keep his mother alive was right.
With Fu Bao dead, he no longer has to witness his mother's decay, which might be a good thing.
Walking through the palace building, the view in front is wide. The huge square is full of people. At the highest point, on the altar with the tripod of the Three Emperors, the priests dance, wave the ritual vessels used to communicate with heaven, and speak in their mouths. Whispering sacrificial prayers.
Xuanyuan walked through the crowd and came to the altar to worship the three emperors, sacrifice to the ancestors, and communicate with heaven.
Smoke curled up, and the rolling clouds in the distance were as dark as ink.
The soldiers touched the ground with the handles of their weapons, making a huge and regular roar.
The people living in the central palace looked at it from a distance. This was a sacrifice before the expedition, and it was the largest one. They cannot step into this square, because it will share the protection of heaven. Even the most beloved concubine of the Yellow Emperor cannot set foot on this land.
There are only those who are on the warpath here.
Prayers and the sound of fighting intertwined, the smoke in the cauldron rose, the clouds broke, and the blazing eyes at noon were shed.
It is a good sign that the sky will turn cloudy and clear.
Xuanyuan pulled out the long sword from his waist and said majestically: "Go to war!"
Where is the enemy? No one has any doubts.
Because things from the heavens have come to earth again.
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To the west of the wilderness, far away from human habitation, it is mountainous and inhabited by many beasts and monsters.
There is a mountain called Jizhong Mountain.
The tomb leads to the Yangtze River, and flows eastward to the Han River; to the east again, it flows into the Canglang River; after passing three rivers, it reaches Dabie and enters the Yujiang River in the south.
The origin of the Han River.
There are no steps or stone paths in the dense forest in the mountains, but there are traces left by the passage of some giant beasts. The giant beasts don't care whether they break the trees and will only walk straight in one direction, so following these tracks in such a mountain will It is much more convenient than walking through the dense jungle.
And the traces of these giant beasts can also help people who pass by to deter the beasts in the mountains.
Li Xi'an was walking with a bronze lamp. The light flickered and was very dim. After a while, human voices could be heard.
"Shaodian has been here." The voice said. Li Xi'an nodded, responded, protected the bronze lamp with his hand and continued walking towards the mountain.
"You don't have much time left," he said.
The bronze lamp retains the purest part of the spirit of Fu Bao. At the moment when the void disappears, the erased longevity medicine directly leads to Fu Bao's death. Losing the strange black substance in her body to maintain her vitality, although she escaped from madness and regained consciousness, her life span also came to an end.
Li Xian used a bronze lamp to preserve the purest spirit of Fu Bao, while those that were dirty and corrupt were buried in the body and died.
The bronze lamp is magical, but a spirit is a spirit after all. It cannot survive forever without support. It is extremely difficult to guide Li Xi'an through China for decades.
"I know." Fu Bao chuckled back, "I don't expect more, but I can still see the wonderful scenery in this world after leaving Xuanyuan City. What else should I be dissatisfied with?"
"When did Shaodian pass by this place?" Li Xi'an asked.
"We have to go deeper. I can't tell yet, but I feel that this should be a recent trace in the past few decades. There are many powerful beasts in Jizhong Mountain, and there is an incomparable god in the mountain where the Han River originates. The fish and shrimp spirits in the Han River never obey the water king in the Han River because of the existence of such a god who lives in Jiezhong Mountain."
"You know, didn't the water king complain when we passed the Han River before?"
Li Xian smiled and continued walking deeper with the bronze lamp.
At noon, it was extremely dark in the mountains, as dark and pitch-black as night, with thick black mist overhead, blocking the sky and the sun.
"You never told me how I woke up from this lamp." Fu Bao suddenly asked in the darkness.
"This is the first time you have asked this question."
"Because you never mentioned it, I thought it might involve some secrets of yours, so I didn't ask. Now that this is coming to an end soon, people are always a little curious. If it's embarrassing, I won't say anything."
"You woke up in the sea, Nanhai."
"South China Sea?"
"Yes, I can't say the rest, but you can guess for yourself what's in the South China Sea." After Li Xi'an finished speaking, he stopped talking.
What's in the South China Sea?
There is Guixu in the South China Sea. Li Xi'an's expression sank and he answered his question in his heart.
After Li Xi'an responded, the two of them stopped talking and walked silently towards the mountain.
When passing a place, he saw a very rare plant. Its leaves are like cypresses and its roots are like platycodon. It is black and gorgeous. It is blooming in patches in the valley. If seen from outside the valley, it looks like a Black pool.
"This is the grass." Fu Bao said, she recognized this kind of grass.
"Eating it makes a person childless." Li Xi'an had seen this plant in the Baicao Jing written by Shennong. Under this plant, Shennong also gave a label, saying that this plant has become extinct.
"I thought this poisonous weed had disappeared, but I didn't expect it to still be open, or even in this quantity." A voice came from the bronze lamp.
"Maybe someone planted it later." Li Xi'an said casually. Once he thought of Guixu, it was like a tarsal maggot tugging at his mind. He was absent-minded at the moment.
Walk through the sea of lily flowers.
The bronze lamp suddenly went out.
Li Xi'an was startled.
Fu Bao's last words echoed in his ears, the words that came out the moment the bronze lamp went out.
"He's right here."