God, what was the oldest era like?
No god can give an answer, because it seems to be a story that happened a long time ago and can no longer be recorded.
Was it during the time of the Wulong clan?
At least there was no such thing in the era when Wang Huo waited for the Three Ancient Emperors.
The Ju Fang family allowed everyone to live there, the human emperors experienced three generations of migration, separated from the Tang Valley by nine rivers, and the human race ushered in the dawn. It seems that only from then on did the story of God begin...
"Perhaps a long time ago, God was the sustenance of man..."
Under the bonfire at night, it was another day that had passed. Ruzai warmly entertained Shujun. During the day, everyone had met each other. In the cultivated land, Shujun saw what he wanted to see, and he sincerely expressed his gratitude to Shujun. Ruzai asked for advice and said bluntly that his uncle Ji Qi had heard of Da Zai for a long time.
The old patriarch and Shujun also met again. This time, it was twenty years ago.
The strong men of the past have long since grown old, and the children of the past have grown up. Years always pass by inadvertently, and time is wasted.
"In honor of Chi Fang's sentiments, when I return to the Central Plains, I will report what happened at the foot of Gao's Mountain to the Emperor."
What this is talking about is naturally the matter of Long Di's undeclared war and taking away the wilderness after the great war.
In fact, if the historical trend is followed, all the tribes in the Huai River area will become part of Sanmiao in the era of Emperor Shun. The Long Di clan is no accident, and this should be the case.
But now, Sanmiao failed to reach Huai River, and Wuzhiqi, because he had no accomplices to cause trouble, hid in Tongbai Mountain to accumulate strength, but the strong wind and rain prevented outsiders from entering, and the Long Di clan began to develop here.
It can be said that although the Akafang family's proposal to build Chongyong Fortress successfully defeated the Sanmiao who moved eastward, it also made their way back even more difficult.
There is a buffer of at least eight years, enough to grow an entire generation.
The children who did not care in the past are already independent warriors eight years later.
History has taken a big turn, and so has myth.
"This is the fifth year that the Akagata clan has come to the south."
The fourth year is over and the fifth year is about to begin.
In the evening, Shujun drank with the old patriarch and remembered some things about the Shanhai Festival in the past. At that time, Shujun was still young. At the request of the old patriarch, he softly sang "The Journey to the North".
Hometown, hometown, Chishui women's sacrifice cannot return to their hometown, so there are sacrificial songs and dances in which Shujun sings that God is traveling north, carrying the willow rain along the way to the northwest.
Because this is the voice of my hometown.
Everyone is here, except for the solitary lamb, but for lambo, he would rather be solitary than go to the production team. For this reason, lambo even started to pick up branches with his mouth and learn his second uncle's "branch calligraphy" (The second uncle jammed his hoof into the branches) and graffitied everywhere in the earthen house.
From today on, please call me "Fan Gao".
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At the mill in the early morning, Xianlong knocked on the door of the mill. After Zhang Hong opened the door, Xianlong immediately expressed his desire to join the mill without saying a word. This made Zhang Hong look confused and closed the door.
Open again.
"I thought I was still sleeping, who are you?"
After Zhang Hong opened the door, the others gradually woke up. When Ah Zhui came here, Xianlong looked at him, and his scrawled appearance was almost unforgettable!
Ah Zhui was also stunned for a moment, then he was shocked and shouted: "Xiaoman, Wang Lei, Ah Wei, Zhao, come on, come on, it's this Central Plains guy! He asked someone to chase me last time!"
As soon as he said this, a group of rough guys in short coats and linen clothes came here, each carrying a jar of pickles in their hands. Xiaoman went up with the jar and said to Xianlong: "You are the one who wants to hit someone! "
Xianlong was also dumbfounded. He came to the mill because he heard that the woman liked to go to the market to buy wine, and the mill was a place where wine was produced. If he learned how to brew wine, he would have the opportunity to get in touch with her...
As a result, I didn't expect to see the Ganyue guy from last time here!
Seeing dozens of mill workers gathered, Zhang Hong became indignant after learning about the situation. He grabbed Xianlong and said, "Why are you beating someone, crazy man? Did he say it wrong? She is a woman and she is your wife!"
Xianlong was very nervous: "I am sincere. Look, I didn't even bring anyone with me this time."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and said, "Forget it, if you want to fight me, just fight me back."
In fact, he didn't actually take action last time. He just took advantage of the crowd to push Ah Zhui, and was later dispersed by people at the farmer's market...
Xianlong suffered a loss, but he didn't dare to have an attack. Ah Zhui told the others that he was a licker and fell in love with the woman in red at the farmer's market.
As soon as I mentioned the woman in red, everyone said "oh" and understood.
"I was so shocked that someone actually pursued that woman..."
"Isn't that a wine god..."
"I can't believe it, I, I'm so shocked..."
"Awei, what do you think..."
"I, I'm shocked too."
Zhang Hong stepped forward again, patted Xianlong on the shoulder, and enlightened him with sincere words.
Brother, you have to know...licking a dog will lead to a bad death.
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Hunting team, deep in the mountains.
There are no strong enemies on the east and west sides of the south. To the north is Dajiang, and to the south is Tianbi Mountain and Rongtian Ridge. The gateway to the Lingnan Wilderness is here, but in fact, no one has come to this area of the original Yu clan for a long time. Living and wild animal activities have moved here. The main reason is because the public fields are concentrated in the area from Akafang clan to Tonghong clan.
A large number of people moved to the lower center of the south, so the wild beasts began to spread to other places. The wild beasts in the south naturally migrated to the Tianbi Mountain Pass, which was the original area of the Ju family.
Nature is the best craftsman. In the past few years, the original residential area of the Diyou clan has been obscured by lush vegetation.
After the miasma was eradicated, the Shandu God was forced to change his mind by Dayi. With Dayi's persuasion to use reason (bows and arrows) and move with virtue (fists), he became a monkey again. The Gu carvings that were killed that year were also The corpses remain here, but there is no one that can be taken away. This one fell into the mountains.
The hunting team came to this area today and began to define a new hunting range.
I heard that there are many interesting countries in the great wilderness of Lingnan, and Yu Zai has also been to the Fire-Tired Country. The strange country and the strange tribes have made the entire mountains and plains of Lingnan covered with a magical fog.
The people in the hunting team were moving around here, but they were completely unaware of the "looks" coming from three directions.
To be precise, two of the gazes were in a state of ignorance of life and death.
First, in the middle of the Lingnan wilderness, there was a pair of dark and heavy eyes, staring at them. This was a tall, decaying corpse with a tiger's tail, not far away.
Secondly, in the depths of the Great Southern Wilderness, there seemed to be a pair of indifferent eyes staring at them. It was a taller shadow, chaotic and unclear, more like a "phenomenon" than an entity.
Again, very close to them, on a branch, squatted a bird that looked like an old hen, but it had colorful and long gorgeous feathers.
The bird looked from the hunting party to the south.
It's called Phoenix Emperor.
