I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 187 The truth that was dusted by history
"Third brother, have you heard of the name Daochu?"

Ning Ye suddenly turned his head and asked the knowledgeable third brother who was the young master of the Nangong family.

He clearly remembered that in the previous dream, the Dao name used by "myself" was Daochu.

"Dao Chu?"

Hearing the inquiry from the elder brother, Nangong Ritian frowned and thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "Although I have read a lot of books on weekdays and almost all the classics in the library at home, but about the name Daochu, But I have never heard of it. Brother, you suddenly asked about this pavilion, is there something wrong?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just heard from you, third brother, that in that dream, you were the eldest son of the Qian family, and that the Qian family really existed thousands of years ago. I have a bold idea in my heart." It’s just an idea. Of course, if you say that you have never heard of the name Dao Chu, third brother, then there should be no such a person existed a thousand years ago, I think too much.”

Ning Ye opened his mouth and replied that when he heard Nangong Ritian's identity in the dream before, he was indeed taken aback. In addition to the cute and cute little Liuxi he met in the dream, he felt a little bit of a feeling in his heart. some sort of association.

Because according to the Qian family's statement that it existed thousands of years ago, the domineering and mighty Lord Zhenlong might have been a cute and ignorant little loli thousands of years ago.

But since Nangong said every day that he had never heard of the name Daochu before, Ning Ye was completely relieved and comforted himself in his heart. It was all just a dream by coincidence, so there was no need to think too much.

"Brother, don't worry, although I have read a lot of books and I have never heard of the name Daochu, but this does not mean that such a person really does not exist." Nangong Ritian suddenly asked with a serious expression.

"What does this mean?" Ning Ye was a little dazed after hearing these words.

"Brother, you should have heard a saying that things like history are originally dominated by the victors. Just like this, the historical classics that are now handed down in the world are all dominated by the victors of which era, that is, the current superiors. What the author allows us to see, and many truths have long been buried in the dust of history."

Speaking of this, Nangong Ritian paused, sighed lightly, and continued with an extremely lonely expression: "Don't look at me as the young master of the dignified Nangong family, with a noble and prominent status, but in fact there are many important historical secrets. I am still not qualified to know. I guess only the heads of the top families are qualified to know. Because I was not allowed to go out in the family before, I like to read books every day to pass the time, but the more I know , the more confused you are, the more you feel ignorant. You two, elder brother and second brother, should have heard of the sage in ancient times who led the human race out of the dark age?"

Ning Ye nodded, and said, "I know a little bit about this, and it was mentioned by Qingyue girl to me. It is said that in ancient times, there were thousands of monsters, and the lives of humans were as humble as ants, and they were slaughtered wantonly like domestic animals. Later, the sage was born, created a practice method suitable for the human race, educated all people, and enabled the human race to fight against the monster race with a naturally weak body, and stood on top of all races step by step. Later, because the law of heaven did not favor the human race, that The first sword in the world built by a sage with all his strength, stepped into the sky and successfully cut the way of heaven with his sword, so that sword is also called the sword of cutting heaven."

At this time, Chu Ran, who was holding the scroll in his hand and was fascinated by reading it with relish, raised his head as if he had a feeling when he heard the topic of Zhan Tian.

Well, the book that can make a fool who is not serious in his actions so fascinated by reading it is naturally not a serious book, it is the precious spiritual wealth that Nangong Ritian bestowed on him before——"Senior Daotian and One Hundred and Zero" One Thousand and One Nights of the Eight Fairies".

Chu Ran interjected: "So, that senior sage in the ancient times was so awesome that he even cut off the sky. But even so, I still like the romantic and unparalleled senior Daotian, even though he failed to cut the sky. Yes, but he has so many flirtatious girls! Well, I have decided that from today onwards, I will be a loyal fan of Senior Daotian, and try my best to carry out his flirtatious spirit!"

As soon as this bullshit interrupted, the originally serious and solemn atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.

Nangong Ritian smiled wryly and said: "Okay, let's get down to business. In fact, the reason why this sage is mentioned is because this old incident is the most representative and also the most suspicious."

"Suspicion? What doubt?" Ning Ye asked.

"A lot of the life stories about this sage have been erased from the ancient records that exist in the world. Even his death, there is only a simple sentence, "In those years, the world was initially determined to be full of waste, and the stars fell. At night, the sage sat on the top of the Tongtian Pagoda, facing the sea of ​​stars, and died peacefully."

"Isn't this too nonsense?"

Even Xiaobai who is cultivating immortality, Ning Ye can tell that something is wrong. A character who even kills the heavens, does not say that he is immortal, but at least he lives with the same life as the sky and sees a long life. Just die like that?

How about facing the sea of ​​stars and dying in peace?Why don't you say that spring flowers bloom facing the sea?
Nangong Ritian nodded: "There are indeed many doubts about the death of that sage. The so-called night of falling stars in the records is just a kind of artistic processing. , an unscrupulous battle took place. And later, hundreds of years after the death of the sage, the demon clan suppressed by the human race led a counterattack under the leadership of a mysterious strongman, and the demon clan army attacked and killed all the way to the king of the human race. , almost caused the human race to suffer a crisis of annihilation. Such a major event, but the historical records are not detailed, as if deliberately covering something, in my son's opinion, there must be some big secret hidden behind it!"

Ning Ye, who half understood, scratched his head: "So... what does this have to do with my previous question?"

"Brother, didn't you ask me before, have you heard of this person at the beginning of Dao? From my third brother's point of view, although I have never seen any records about this person, it is very likely that this person really lived in the millennium existed before!"

"Why are you so sure?" Ning Ye asked with a guilty conscience, because what Nangong Ritian said was really scary.

If such a person really existed thousands of years ago, then Xiao Liuxi's identity would be revealed soon.

Thinking about the noble and glamorous Lord Zhenlong now, and comparing it with the cute little Liuxi who lived in the same room with him for several days, the contrast is really too great.

"The reason why I'm so sure is because the dream we experienced was extremely special. No, it can't be explained by dreams anymore, brother, look..."

As he spoke, Nangong Ritian pinched out the magic formula with his fingers, and outlined a mysterious rune in the void, which contained powerful power.

"This is the long-lost unique secret method of the Qian family that was destroyed thousands of years ago. As the son of Qian's family, I learned it in that dream, and then successfully used it in the real world. What does this mean? Brother, you should It is very clear. If it was really just a dream, such a thing would not have happened at all. Everything shows that the dream experienced by the three of us really happened thousands of years ago. As for why this is so, my third brother I can't figure it out, but what is certain is that the identities of our three brothers in the dream are all modeled after real historical figures thousands of years ago!"

Listening to Nangong Ritiandao's analysis, and looking at the so-called secret art of the Qian family that has been lost for thousands of years and now reappearing, Ning Ye felt cold hands and feet.

　Using the tablet code, not only the chapter name was entered incorrectly, but it was also set to free before... the author who is old and blind, now I just change it back

　　
　
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