The mountains and seas outside the territory are the hills of fierce plows.
Mo Qi's whole body was stiff, and the feeling of death was like countless thin threads, tightly entwining him.
The evil aura of the unknown creature behind him was so strong and terrifying that it seemed to be the gathering of all the most evil forces in the world.
His heart was beating slowly.
His muscles were tightening crazily, and even his tendons were twitching due to the intense tightening.
"Kuafu Zhuri?"
The being behind him whispered these four words softly.
There seems to be endless vicissitudes in the voice.
"You areSenior Yinglong?" Mo Qi came back to some gods. Although the crisis of death had never subsided, his head could already move.
In the northeastern corner of the wilderness, there is a mountain called the Hill of Fierce Plow. Yinglong was at the South Pole, where he killed Chiyou and Kuafu, but could not come back up, so there were several droughts down there.
Since Kuafu¡¯s Tomb exists here, the record in Shan Hai Jing is very likely to be correct, so the person behind it is most likely Ying Long.
The god of heaven, General Xuanyuan.
Kill Chiyou, kill Kuafu, and fight the terrifying existence of Huaiwo Shuijun Wu Zhiqi.
And Mo Qi, as a descendant of the Yan and Huang groups, has the blood of the Yan and Huang groups flowing through his body, so Ying Long should logically be one of his own.
No rush, no panic.
If you deserve to die, then die; if you don¡¯t deserve to die, then live.
"Heh, you are quite smart."
A chuckle sounded from behind Mo Qi.
"You are really Senior Yinglong. Senior, I am a descendant of Huangdi Xuanyuan. We are not only descendants of Yan and Huang, but also claim to be descendants of the dragon. I have grown up listening to legends about you. Regarding your help to the human race, We are grateful from the bottom of our hearts." At this time, Mo Qi's little mouth seemed to be covered with honey.
Speaking of which, Yinglong really helped the human race a lot.
"The descendants of Yan and Huang"
Yinglong spoke these four names softly, as if his voice contained endless memories, reminiscing about the past but evocative legends.
"But, I am Yinglong's enemy!"
The creature behind finally said such a sentence. At this moment, the evil spirit suddenly reached a peak. Mo Qi felt that there was an extremely huge evil dragon behind him. At this time, it spread its wings and opened its claws. It seemed as if he was going to crush himself to pieces.
Don¡¯t give up!
wrnmmp!
He is actually Yinglong¡¯s enemy?
How is it possible? The Classic of Mountains and Seas clearly records that Yinglong stayed here.
No, not right!
Don¡¯t give up on Jiling. He realized that Yinglong did appear here after helping Emperor Xuanyuan defeat Chi You and kill the Kuafu family.
But during the time of Dayu, He appeared again to help Dayu control the floods.
So, He later left from here.
Since Yinglong has left here, who will be left here?
Thinking about it, Mo Qi shuddered.
He, is the evil nature that Yinglong shed?
Yes, evil nature.
Yinglong killed Chi You, but was injured by Chi You's own power, and even Chi You's evil power completely merged with Yinglong.
Because of this evil nature, the saying "no return to heaven" appears, because heaven will not allow such evil power to appear above.
Yinglong chose to retreat here to get rid of this evil nature.
Then he left the customs and returned to heaven.
And Yinglong¡¯s evil nature has always remained in this cave.
Even if he was expelled from this land, he never left.
These thoughts all appeared in Mo Qi's mind in a flash of lightning.
But these are all Mo Qi¡¯s speculations, and he doesn¡¯t know whether they are true or false.
However, facing such a terrifyingly powerful existence, Mo Qi felt that he had no chance of winning, and the Emperor was also looking for him. As long as he took action, the Emperor would definitely hear the news and come.
To be honest, Mo Qi felt a little desperate at this moment.
He can only survive in death!
"No, I can vaguely feel that you are Senior Yinglong!"
Mo Qi¡¯s words could almost be called decisive.
The creature behind him was originally ready to kill this human being, but when he heard his words, he was slightly startled.??
"Why are you so sure?" He asked evilly.
"I don't know, maybe it's a premonition belonging to a descendant of Yan and Huang. Even though your aura makes me feel terrible, it also has a kind of kindness. I don't know what happened to the senior, but looking at this tomb , feeling the aura of my predecessors, I seem to have crossed endless time and space and returned to the era of Shanhai." There was sincerity in Mo Qi's voice.
Everything is for survival.
At this moment, he seemed to be in this life and death crisis, silently lighting up a skill.
The existence behind him was silent for a while.
The evil spirit gradually dissipated, and the extremely intense crisis also dissipated.
"Turn around!"
He said calmly.
At this moment, His voice was no longer evil, but upright and majestic.
It contains an indescribable temperament.
Mo Qi turned around obediently, his handsome face full of sincerity.
He saw a young man.
The boy here does not refer to a boy or a girl, it refers to a young person.
Because Mo Qi couldn't tell at all whether this person was a boy or a girl.
Wearing simple clothes, He stood here calmly. He was obviously very close to each other, but the other person seemed to be in another time and space, appearing very far away.
He was also sizing up Mo Qi.
It has to be said that Mo Qi is really a good-looking man. Even in the Shanhai era, and even Yinglong had seen the first batch of human beings pinched by Emperor Wa himself, there were few such handsome men.
"You should understand that I am not Yinglong, I am just a part of Yinglong that was abandoned." He said calmly.
Mo Qi was slightly shocked when he heard that He actually stated his words directly.
But then Mo Qi said calmly: "Does it matter? In my eyes, you are Ying Long, or you are unwilling to admit Ying Long, but you also became like this because of helping the ancient human race. In all human races In my eyes, no matter what kind of existence you are, you can be described in two words, that is - hero!"
The last two words made him slightly distracted.
hero¡¡
Such a word was actually placed on him.
He couldn't help but laugh and laughed.
The smile is desolate, the smile is helpless, and it is even mocking. I don¡¯t know if I am laughing at myself, or at the word "hero".
"Then do you know that your so-called hero is sealed here. Even if the mountains and seas are far away, no one can remember that there is such a hero, and he is permanently sealed in this hill of fierce plows?"
His gaze, at this moment, became extremely terrifying.
The dark purple evil energy, like countless tentacles, dances crazily in this rather huge cave.
It seemed that in the next second, Mo Qi would be completely swallowed up.
Mo Qi¡¯s heart almost jumped into his throat.
Holding the grass, Wuliang, his god, doesn¡¯t care about his own business!
In his mind, there seemed to be a 10,000t engine running at high speed.
"Perhaps, I should apologize to you on behalf of the ancestors. Although I don't know what happened during the Shanhai years, the mountains and seas have passed away, and even the spiritual energy has declined. Those who left did not leave any words. They all disappeared. Maybe something terrible happened to them." Mo Qi bent down and bowed to the young man.
He really doesn¡¯t know why the existence in ancient myths and legends left.
The mythical story seems to have ended in the final Tang Dynasty.
After Journey to the West, there are no mythological records, and even if there are, they are just fragments.
Where did those people go?
If it really existed, why did it just disappear without leaving any words behind?
Looking at Mo Qi who was bowing, the young man's eyes were calm and scary.
"You mean, they all disappeared?" Yinglong asked.
Mo Qi nodded.
"It has indeed disappeared. After the mountains and seas, Kyushu ushered in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. At the end of the Shang Dynasty, the world experienced the disaster of becoming gods. Even saints took action. The souls of the immortals were on the list. They were restricted by the list of gods and could not be free. The Zhou Dynasty perished. , during the Spring and Autumn Period, the sage Laozi left Hangu Pass in the west and transformed a tiger into a Buddha. He disappeared after that"
Mo Qi began to tell Yinglong a story, telling how all the gods and even saints in the sky had disappeared.
Yinglong's calm eyes finally showed a hint of astonishment.
The saintdisappeared
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Yinglong's calm eyes finally showed a hint of astonishment.
The saintdisappeared
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