Lu Zhengqiu’s chest throbbed violently, and his mood was constantly ups and downs, as if he was riding a torrential flood, was lifted high by the waves, and was thrown down again and again.
Xia Qiyuan said in his ear: “Zhengqiu, have you seen it clearly? That is the origin of Chongming Sect, the ancestor of you and me.”
There was no need to ask, he had already seen it clearly, as if he had experienced it himself.The raging thoughts slipped down his throat and turned into a heavy sigh.
A torrent of memories rushed before his eyes.
He saw that Xia crossed mountains and ridges, came to the mountains in the extreme north of Liangzhou, and took out the soil that Gun had hidden. The ancient artifact had been sleeping in the corner of Shenzhou for a long time, and now it finally came in handy.
China is already in ruins, the plains have turned into seas, mountains and rivers have turned into isolated islands, trembling people hide at the highest point of the isolated island, waiting for the final shelter to be submerged by water.
They waited for a god they had never met before, who stood before the flood with a thin and tall body.
His name is Xia.
People no longer cry, no longer depressed, people follow Xia’s guidance, build dikes of hundreds of feet, dams of tens of thousands of hectares, make the torrential flood lie dormant under their feet, make the submerged land see the sun again, and turn the silt into fertile fields again.
The continuous rain finally stopped, a gap was opened in the dark cloud, and the golden sunlight penetrated into the gap, further squeezing the haze away, and the scarred land was able to see the light of day again.
The rescued people were ecstatic, ran towards the long-lost sunshine, embraced, sang songs, and indulged in celebrating this magnificent and magnificent victory.
Xia was hiding in the shadow of the mountains.
His soul is taken from Youying, and he hates light by nature.While dispelling the rain, he also dispelled his own foothold and shelter.
His figure is lonely and proud.
Lu Zhengqiu stared at him blankly, and in the blinding sunlight, he suddenly turned his head. At that moment, the face of the leader of the Chongming Sect flashed across his face, and then changed into another face in an instant. more than.
Men, women, old and young, handsome, evil, beautiful and ugly.Every face is not the same – Lu Zhengqiu knew that these people were all reborn containers of reborn souls over a long period of time.
In the end, that face froze in the appearance of a young man Youying, with two blazing fires in his eyes, staring at the person opposite him intently.
“Zhengqiu, you really resemble him.”
Lu Zhengqiu couldn’t help being startled, the first god Gun had already been devoured by You Ying, using the chest and abdomen as the fetal bed, and at the price of smashing his body and bones, he gave birth to a monster that deviated from the norm.
Does anyone remember his original appearance?
“You are merciful in nature, and just by this alone, you have already surpassed countless people.”
Lu Zhengqiu was dumbfounded, his mercy was just something that came, his hands were already stained with blood.
“Merge with my soul-moving soul, and you will no longer have to endure pain, and you will stay with your beloved for a long time, without having to care about the stupidity of the world, let alone the threat of death.”
He has never expected such extravagance, a body of guilt, wasting years for nothing, like a foal in a gap, like a fire in a stone, illusory and uncertain, hard to find and hard to find, never did he want to keep the people around him for a long time.
Every word of Youying was like a sharp knife, cutting heavily on his body.The remorse and unwillingness accumulated for thousands of years squeezed him from all directions, almost crushing his thin shoulders.
Youying stretched out her hand to him: “Come on, this is the reward you and I deserve.”
Once again, he raised his eyes and looked down at the surrounding scene. The flood had just receded, and the world was barren and dilapidated. However, after tens of thousands of years, these ruins would turn into majestic cities, fertile fields and verdant fields, and a land full of beauty and prosperity. rivers and lakes.
All these scenes had nothing to do with him. He was abandoned by his relatives at birth, raised by the demon sect, held a knife at the age of eight, and killed someone at the age of 12. The joy and anger in the world are like clouds, and none of them fell in his heart.
But later, he pretended to be someone else in his heart, and the world in his eyes was no longer a cloud, but colorful.
It was a color that belonged only to him, and had nothing to do with the ancient gods. It was the humble but real life of an ordinary person.
His expression suddenly became calm.
He met Youying’s gaze: “If China is rebuilt, what about those creatures who don’t believe in gods?”
“They have long been charged with ingratitude, and death is not a pity.”
“Judging the world like this is different from the candlelight back then?”
“You still don’t understand, what Zhuzhao did back then was far more cruel than this.”
“I understand,” he said lightly, “I’ve seen it…”
He saw a tear in the sky, and an arc of light loomed from the sky.
He thought he could see Zhuzhao’s figure, either like a swimming dragon, or like a frightened bird, but he didn’t, Zhuzhao didn’t even bother to turn into a human.Only a faint shadow was revealed.
“Nine stars pierced the sun, causing the sky pillar to collapse and the flood to pour in. This was a good opportunity to reshape China. Now, the nine stars have diverged, and the opportunity has been missed. There is nothing I can do. I plan to return China to others. I will bid farewell. Interfere in the affairs of the world.”
He saw the eyes of the people prostrate on the ground wide open, their eyes filled with doubt and hesitation.
Only Xia, who was hiding in the shadows, raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a defiant smile: “It seems that I won this game.”
“You won,” the shadow turned to him, but there was no joy in his tone, “but you broke the taboo and completely destroyed yourself. There is no place for you in the world, and I can’t take you with you.” , where should you go?”
“I don’t want to go with you.”
“Then you go to the north, beyond the Great Wall of the Northern Desolation, where there is no daylight all year round, and it is the farthest away from the light.”
He has no choice.
He walked to the end of the world alone, and finally exhausted his strength, and fell in a piece of ice and snow.
Little did he know then, that people were wandering the reborn lands, in vain search of lost gods.
He didn’t even know that after he left, Zhuzhao issued a new order: “Our people have just survived the catastrophe, and their minds are still fragile, so we can’t lose the support of faith. The characters Xia and Yu are similar in appearance, and they are gods who save the world , might as well call it Yu.”
“But what about the people who have seen Xia with their own eyes?”
“Guide them to migrate, make them take root and multiply in the remote mountains isolated from the world, and be forgotten by others, so that after thousands of years, no one will know their beliefs.”
This is the true origin of Yu State.
From then on, the gods bid farewell to Shenzhou, and the world became more and more prosperous, while the Great Wall of the Northern Wilderness stood forever in the sky, keeping the real heroes out of the ice and snow.
Lu Zhengqiu closed his eyes.
He was too tired to read any more.
He heard Youying’s voice: “Nine stars penetrating the sun is an extremely rare astrological phenomenon. It only happens once every ten thousand years. The last time it caused a flood, this time it caused a sky fire. It’s not that I am judging the world, but that the world has come to be destroyed and rebuilt The juncture. Fortunately, there is still remnants of the five streams, which must be the kindling that our believers have hidden for us. It has been waiting for this day, waiting for the moment to make the best use of it. It is now, Zhengqiu—— “
Lu Zhengqiu still shook his head: “This is not the same as before, I can’t help you.”
“Are you planning to deal with the sky fire in northern Xinjiang alone?”
“This body has been fused with Xiyang, so it may not be impossible to deal with it.”
“Xiyang is an immortal thing, and it cannot be controlled by your mortal body. Even if there is a way to quell the sky fire, what will happen to you?”
Lu Zhengqiu didn’t answer his question, let alone hold his hand.
Youying’s hand finally fell down.
For the first time in tens of thousands of years, someone refused the temptation to move the soul, and a trace of bewilderment flashed across the face of the ancient primordial god.The remnant soul that lost its support slowly turned into ashes, and the long journey of thousands of years finally came to an end, and the patience, struggle, and search of thousands of years all disappeared at the last moment.
“Zhengqiu, you will definitely regret it after I leave. No amount of medical skills in this world can save you…”
The last tail sound dissipated in the dark void.
It was replaced by a familiar voice: “Master——Master!”
Lu Zhengqiu felt a burst of warmth enveloping himself from behind, a familiar voice penetrated into his ears, and the phantoms around him suddenly disappeared, replaced by solid and gloomy darkness.
Holly grabbed his hand, the touch on the hand was soft and clear, pulling him out of the chaotic and noisy memory, and returning to the world he was nostalgic for.
He raised the corner of his mouth and said softly: “I hope that from now on, every time I wake up, I will always have you by my side.”
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