Candle Dragon to the left

Chenxing Mountain returned to the earth, and the resonance of the earth-moving instruments turned into emptiness in Li Xi'an's perception.

It was as if a part of his body had been forcibly removed.

He watched as the sacred mountain gradually shrank, and the sunlight that had previously been blocked shone freely, illuminating his face. The bright stars set and fell, passing by his body. The vision attracted the attention of the gods and monsters in the mountains. They all raised their heads and looked in a certain direction, as if a hole had been opened in the sky, and a torrent of light that drowned everything poured down from the hole.

Li Xi'an turned and left.

Back burns.

In the torrent of light, he heard the roar of the ancient mountains below.

This ancient mountain, whose consciousness was in chaos and confusion, silently remembered the appearance of the Dragon Lord, even if it was just a vague shadow. He wanted to call out, but dust and sand rose from the ground, but there were only irregular vibrations among the mountains. He was anxious because no living being could understand this language.

But Long Jun stopped.

He looked back and stared at the mountains.

The Dragon Lord paused for a long time, until the sun was hidden in the veins of the mountain, and the sunset decorated his face with golden and red gauze.

He put his hands into his long sleeves, flicked his long tail and disappeared into the shadow of the forest trees.

After Long Jun walked out of the scope of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the vibrations among the mountains gradually returned to calm. The ancient mountain recorded another thing, that creature had a pair of lotus-shaped eyes.

Li Xian learned that there are no accidents in this world.

The so-called accident is just a seed planted at a certain moment.

At the beginning of his rise, he was ambushed by Yuchai Shunde in the Yellow River and hid in the fish-dragon ghost coffin to maintain his life. A few years later, the ghost coffin was transferred from the slit of the Yellow River to Shiwan Mountain. At that time, he thought that maybe Shiwandashan felt the crisis of the old era and needed another king to help him deal with the crisis, so he quietly called him.

But Shiwandashan said: I want to remember you.

Those words were like a child's reluctance.

Maybe it wasn't that Shiwandashan needed a king to lead the ghost coffin to where it was, but that he remembered his appearance.

Night falls.

Deers drink from the clear spring and their shadows are reflected under the moon. The mountains and forests are silent and boundless at night.

In the shadow of the moon reflected in the spring, a red light streaked across the sky like a shooting star. The deer drinking water saw the red jade in the water and raised his head in confusion. The moon was as big as a millstone and the silver light poured out. Where was the red shooting star streaking across the sky.

The resonance of the Hundred Thousand Mountains disappeared, but deep in this ancient mountain range, a more powerful vibration sounded. The sound was like rolling thunder buried in the mountains, and giants beating drums in the mountains!

"My Lord..." It was a giant whose skin was made of black iron, and he had lost his head.

The headless giant sat on the ground stained red with blood, with a scarlet long sword in front of him. His open eyes were on his chest, his open mouth was on his belly, and hair grew out of the broken head.

The red earth buries the demon god of Jiuli.

After the death of Demon God Jiuli, he still possessed some kind of abnormal power, which separated the entire blood-red land from the Shiwan Mountains and turned it into an independent space.

The headless giant is Xingtian, the god of war in Jiuli.

He has been guarding here for hundreds of years, until today he was awakened by the movement of Shiwan Mountain.

In the past, Chiyou Kuafu was killed by Yinglong. Xingtian swung his sword to kill the Yellow Emperor, but his head was cut off by the brass sword. After the Battle of Zhuolu, Huangdi allowed him to find a burial place for the demon god of Jiuli, and even allowed him to take away the Tiange.

The outside world claimed that all the Miao people who started the Jiuli Rebellion were slaughtered, but Xingtian knew that Jiuli still had blood.

Huangdi did not kill them all, but left the women and children behind and rushed into the mountains. The place where Demon God Jiuli was buried in the Land of Dongyi was just a cover. Such a powerful body would naturally attract the prying eyes of villains, so Xingtian buried Demon God Jiuli in this unknown place, including his master Chi You. .

Xingtian already admired Huangdi's courage and magnanimity, but he did not want to get involved in the chaos of the world.

He will personally guard this place until his death.

This space is perfect for a guy like him. But what did he see?

In this groggy world, through the curtain, Xingtian seemed to see the bright light on the top of the majestic sacred mountain.

So what exactly did Lord Long leave behind?

Like an endless road.

…………

On the Zhuolu Plain, a grand funeral was held in Xuanyuan City.

Looking from a distance, a long dragon in white clothes and white crowns forms.

There were still mourners who went to Xuanyuan City just to say goodbye to the emperor.

Li Xi'an smelled the familiar smell of decay again, and there was another familiar old friend missing from the hidden era. The sound of crying reached his ears from afar, which was the deep love for the emperor in the hearts of the people.

The money for killing has been balanced, and the next long prosperous age will usher in under the leadership of Shaohao.

After learning this, Xuanyuan left without even the body, which turned into a handful of dust in the hall. Currently placed in the coffin are the armor and brass sword that Xuanyuan loved in front of him.

As for the handful of dust, Shaohao brought it to him and said, "Father wants to visit the place where he was born."

"Shouldn't you do it?" Li Xian was surprised.

"Father ordered."

Li Xi'an agreed and took the handful of loess to Shouqiu on the bank of Jishui.

This is the place where Xuanyuan City was first built, carrying Xuanyuan's sweat and expectations.

He threw the handful of loess into Ji Shui, and as soon as the dust entered the water, it disappeared and was swallowed up by the rolling waves. Such a powerful and majestic creature in life had only such a little movement after death. The mountains that were once too large to be accommodated by the heaven and earth now only need a little wave to disappear without a trace.

Li Xi'an found a grassy spot to sit on the bank of Jishui.

He and Xuanyuan can't be said to have a close relationship. It may be because they can only see each other's existence at the same height. And because we had the same things to do, we walked together for a while.

Thinking of this, Li Xi'an poured a bottle of wine towards Jishui.

enough.

We should cherish this separation.

Just as Li Xi'an turned around, a strange sound came from the waves, and a strange wave began to spread.

The sky suddenly turned pitch black, and in the northern sky, a star was extremely bright, like lightning twining around, illuminating the entire wilderness.

"Seeing the big lightning flashing around the Beidou and the stars shining in the countryside, I felt the treasure attached to me. I was pregnant for twenty-five months and gave birth to the Yellow Emperor in Shouqiu." Li Xi'an read the record about the birth of the Yellow Emperor.

The scene in front of me is very similar to the scene of Huangdi's birth.

He saw a woman who was inspired by lightning.

I saw a baby born in Shouqiu. He was born intelligent and grew up rapidly in a wild environment.

Huangdi's past appeared in Li Xi'an's eyes at this moment.

It was as if the land was relaying a memory to him.

The empty earth element in the Hundred Thousand Mountains actually became full. Li Xi'an looked at his palm, and a golden divine symbol flashed and melted into his palm in an instant.

There is another chapter at 8pm, so stay tuned