In the glow of the dawn, Emperor Yan's figure gradually became more and more blurry and illusory, but he raised his hands and turned his back to the rising light from the east. He was doing this for the entire tribe and for the new people in front of him. Blessings from the "sun"!
"The sun set two hundred years ago..."
Emperor Yan spoke again, and his voice was no longer as loud as before. Instead, he seemed a little tired when facing Yu Zai. His will could no longer hold up, and this time, it would be the last thing he saw. world.
"Ancestor!"
At this time, Yu Zai truly felt the call from the ancestors of Emperor Yan! Yes, no matter what era you are from, the blood of Yanhuang always flows in that fiery body. Since the battle between the three ancestors of humanity came to an end, the pattern of the world has been finalized.
Emperor You's blood fell on Mount Li and turned into a maple forest; Emperor Yan's tears fell on the south and merged into the soil.
In the battle between the three ancestors, someone must lose and someone must win. The reason why they are called the three ancestors of humanity is not only because the three of them were the top three most powerful forces at the time, but also because of their advanced skills. Technology, ideas, changes, and behaviors far surpass those of similar tribes in other eras. They opened the dawn of civilization for later generations, while Zhenmeng, Susha, and Tushan can only serve as powerful foils in history.
But it is precisely because of these green leaves that the red flowers appear more gorgeous. Just like the ancient cities of the same era, they are not unique in the Central Plains. Unfortunately, many ancient cities were eventually lost. Their splendid civilizations, such as the ancient Yue people, The glory of the ancient Qiang people has become history, turned into the mud under the sea, and the eternal rootless yellow sludge floating in the Kunlun Mountains. However, their descendants no longer know the appearance of their ancestors.
"But I still remember."
Yuzai knelt down on one knee before Emperor Yan. In this lifetime, it is natural for a person to kneel down as the master of heaven and earth, and the ancestors are the oldest "relatives".
Emperor Yan leaned down, his hands were extremely illusory, and his face gradually dissipated into a fire that could not be reunited.
But he hasn't finished speaking yet. He must say it all here.
He was very happy, and his sorrow had ended. Even if he saw Chi Songzi again, Emperor Yan just hoped that this guy could continue to live well and take his daughter's life with him.
There are too few people who can live forever in this world. Can even a Qi Refiner be sure to live forever?
Let me ask you, like Chisongzi and his ilk, from the Three Ancient Emperors to the present, from Suiren, Youchao, Zhisheng to this world, how many qi-refining warriors are there who have lived more than 800 years without being destroyed?
Unless they eat the grass of immortality like the ten witches of Lingshan, no one in this world can truly live forever. Everyone will die, but it may be as light as a feather or heavier than Mount Tai.
"Two hundred years later, a new sun will rise..."
Emperor Yan helped Yu Zai up. His palms and whole body were filled with torrent of flames, but it was not hot, only endless love and sadness.
"You came too late..."
Emperor Yan cherished the appearance of the successor, but was sad that he appeared too late.
There is no waiting for the next life, and there is no pursuing the past life! Time is the most unpredictable thing!
If he had been born two hundred and eighty years earlier, Emperor Yan would definitely have won the Battle of Banquan at all costs, risking his life because he would have successors.
But now, the past is past!
"An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy...an inch of time?"
Emperor Yan looked at Yu Zai, who was extremely shocked, but Emperor Yan smiled.
"I can see it, I can see it all, when you are sweating in the cultivated fields, when you do not retreat in the face of disasters, when you change the world and change the course of the river..."
"There are many more..."
"What regrets do I have? Is there anything more joyful than seeing the flame of hope burning in the bodies of future generations? I have seen the future and there is no more sadness!"
"I have no regrets. I will live in silence in the years with hope!"
Emperor Yan's hand touched the center of Yu Zai's eyebrows, and the totem of the rotating sun looked so kind, but also a little strange.
"It's so beautiful..."
The throbbing in Yu Zai's heart reached its peak, and those Jingwei birds began to flap their wings, and Emperor Yan smiled, surrounded by these Jingwei birds, he turned into blazing fire, gradually drifting away, becoming an insignificant wisp of wind between heaven and earth.
"When I open my eyes, I can still see the sun rising over the East China Sea... When I fall asleep, the sun shining on this world will no longer be the same as it was in the past."
Emperor Yan's voice became illusory, vague, and unreal, and everyone was trembling and knelt down one after another, tears bursting from their eyes, not just Yuzai!
When everyone in the tribe shouted together, they witnessed the miracle and the reappearance of the emperor two hundred years ago, and now, they have to watch him leave this world completely!
More than a thousand people were shouting. It was noisy and scattered at first, but soon they gathered together and everyone found a common ground. So, the sound of seeing off the ancestors became a tsunami!
"Ancestor, we will travel far away!"
Yan Emperor understood this huge cry quite clearly. These were all descendants. Even though the bloodline with him was so thin that it was almost difficult to trace, the totem of the sun appeared, and the blood lines of Akakata and Yan Emperor were closely connected.
The tribe returned to the age of their ancestors, and Emperor Yan appeared as a saint, so all the bloodline of the tribe returned to the age of their ancestors!
Starting from Jinyun's blood, we can trace upward!
"Human beings, heaven and earth, all walk toward the sun."
Emperor Yan's last words fell, and the people of the tribe held their heads high and shouted out the last torrent of words with Emperor Yan!
"In the south of the mountain!"
Then the fire light dissipated, and the Jingwei screamed and screamed in sorrow. At the same time, in the past, at the moment when the sun of the old era disappeared two hundred years ago, a huge red light had illuminated the clouds on the vast sea in the east!
Torrent!
A wisp of breeze blew into Chi Songzi's ears, and he was slightly startled. It was a whisper given to him by Emperor Yan, so Chi Songzi felt hard to describe in his heart. But in the end, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and stared at that place for a long time. Word.
The fire of the sun spreads from the sea in the east to all the countries in the east, reaching the country of adults, the country of Yanchang, the country of sharks, the mountain of Mencius, and the sea and wilderness where the Susha family lives, and then comes all the way, all the way, all the way!
Those heavy clouds swing like flames, and those night stars shine like eternal light!
So on the South Hill, the golden light was shining brightly, and everyone felt the call of the sun. At this time, their sun totems began to flicker again, and the blazing flames awakened all their bloodlines!
Jinyun's blood burned fiercely in his body, and then began to change!
From today on, there is one more kind of bloodline separated by Emperor Yan. It is new, and it is new blood from two hundred years later!
That is blood that is comparable to Jinyun of the Central Plains and Zhurong of the Western Wilderness!
This is guided by the ancestors, then fought hard by the descendants, and finally the noble blood can be obtained!
"It is not the noble blood that gives people dignity, but the noble people that give blood the dignity!"
Akafang clan, stand up, from now on!
But just when everyone was feeling sad or happy, a girl's cry of pain made Yuzai calm down.
