"After Kuimen opened, the ancestral land of the three Miao Miao in Jingchu was submerged, forming Yunmeng Daze. Eight hundred miles of Dongting, six hundred miles of Taihu Lake, and twelve thousand miles of Poyang Lake were all the locations of Yunmeng Daze. The last witch The clan lives there." Xiu Shuzhu
"The floods in the Bashu Basin took five hundred years to finish."
"Li Bing and his son entered Bashu and changed the Guanjiang River mouth. From then on, Bashu became a paradise."
"There are too many reverse dragon veins here in Bashu, so that's why there is a saying, before the world is in chaos, Shu will be in chaos first, and the world has been settled, but Shu has not yet been settled."
"After the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, Bashu was under great rule, and most of the Nilongs were dormant and silent. But there were still many who refused to accept the king's transformation."
"Two hundred million years ago, the Asan plate defected from Pangea and drifted to Asia after 45 million years, trying to engulf Asia."
"The Asan plate strongly created West Kunlun to attack China."
"The thunderous force of East Kunlun, the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Mountains of China, took action to overthrow Asan, and conquered West Kunlun and merged it into Kunlun."
"This battle caused Ah San heavy losses, and he made a comeback after a hundred million years of silence."
"This time, Ah San concentrated his superior forces to attack Xiguan of China, creating a battle between the Himalayas and Kunlun of China. This battle lasted for tens of millions of years and turned the world upside down. The sun and the moon became dull. The geomagnetic inversion of the dinosaurs became extinct. Siberia has become a country of thousands of miles of ice."
The old herb collector gently stroked the herbs, and there was a little flame burning in his turbid and deep eyes: "The result of the battle?"
"There is a winner and a loser for each other."
"However, there was a turning point three thousand years ago. The Great Dragon Vein of the Himalayas was divided due to internal strife. One branch abandoned the dark side and joined the Chinese camp to join the Kunlun Ancestral Dragon Vein."
"The defecting branch also took away the most beloved ones of Kailash and Asan plates. Thus, they became the most powerful Nanqianlong Dragon King in China."
"In order to take back Mount Kailash, the whole family of the Asan section went to battle to avenge themselves at all costs. But there was nothing they could do."
The old herb collector handed me the kettle again: "Are you still using it now?"
I nodded vigorously: "Every year, the Asan Continent hits the Asian plate at a moving speed of 20 centimeters. The entire Asian continent is resisted by the Kunlun Mountains. The battle is very fierce. Therefore, in the past three thousand years, Bashu earthquakes have been very frequent. There are many earthquakes above six or seven. yes."
The old man collecting medicine nodded gently: "The winner is our country after all!"
"necessary."
I backhandedly praised the old herb collector: "The Asan Continent has a thin foundation, only a hundred kilometers thick. It will eventually penetrate under our Shenzhou Plate and merge with us."
"There will be an unprecedented decisive battle."
"All the local dragons in the four provinces of Bashu, Caiyun, Tiangui, and Xueyu will all participate in the war!" The old herb collector's face flashed red: "Will the Five Sacred Mountains participate in the war?" xь.
I couldn't help but sneered: "It's none of Wuyue's business."
Then I lost my temper and yelled, "It's not even the turn of those five old bastards to go into battle."
"They are nothing! They are in vain!"
The old herb collector blinked and asked softly: "How long will it take for the war to begin?"
"It will be at least 80 million years later."
The old herb collector was chewing herbs and looking at me, without concealing his excitement, his voice was solemn: "A must-win battle?"
I stared at the old man collecting herbs, and suddenly smiled evilly: "Eat the Asan Continent in all directions, and incorporate all the dragons in the Asan Continent into the Divine State."
The old man collecting herbs pursed his lips tightly, raised his head as high as the Motian Ridge, and softly recited a poem: "The great filial piety prepared for three dynasties, and the nine tribes of Hongen were grateful. The Baichuan clan is the Boshu, and the five mountains are assisting Kunlun."
"No matter how powerful the five mountains are, they can't compare to the five peaks in Yunei. Only Kunlun is the ancestral mountain of China."
I was shaken and turned around to look at the skinny old man collecting herbs, full of admiration.
Slowly, the old herb collector turned and looked at me.
I gave a thumbs up with both hands: "Old man. You are awesome."
After listening to my nonsense, I left the old forest and hit the road. The old herb collector suddenly asked me, "Little boy, are these your inferences?"
"no!"
"I'm the one bragging!"
The old herb collector looked at me and suddenly grinned with a frightening smile. He spoke in Bashu Mandarin: "Well-organized!"
As soon as he finished speaking, severe and rude yelling came from the forest.
"Get out of here, me."
"You still want a car? I'll make you miserable. Fine!"
Amidst the shouting and cursing, a sturdy man emerged from the forest.
Suddenly, the sun dimmed.
I sighed softly and raised my eyebrows secretly.
What a strong warrior!
Standing on the roadside was a strong farmer with an iron tower nearly two meters tall.
Although this strong man in the iron tower was wearing the simplest blue clothes, it could not cover the bulging tendons under the clothes.
Under the sunlight, the bronze tendons glowed with purple oil, and the vigorous power could be clearly felt from a distance!
Just seeing the back of the strong man on the iron tower made me feel excited and jealous.
I think back then, I had no less tendons than this strong man.
"I'll give you all the money. Isn't that enough?"
In the dusk, the strong man's voice came, and my face became stern.
What a powerful and powerful voice!
This strong man with an iron tower...xь.
"It's not enough. If I say it's not enough, it's not enough."
"If you don't pay the fine, I want to take your car."
The strong man turned his back to me and said softly: "You are arbitrarily fined."
"Climb for me!"
The guard on duty stood in front of the strong man like a small dwarf, but he was a hundred times more fierce than the strong man: "I just fined you randomly. What do you want to do? How dare you do this to me?"
"The turtle son and the bandit don't want to live anymore."
The strong man said nothing. He turned around and walked to the old herb collector with his head bowed. He plucked his hair as sharp as wheat and said solemnly, "Cousin, the motorcycle has been confiscated."
I silently looked at this rare strong man of steel, and secretly cried out in my heart that it was a pity.
