Tian Yuan

When the elders retreated far away, the emperor immediately set up an extremely solid barrier to ensure that the subsequent conversation would not be leaked.

In the eyes of everyone, a thick fog rose on the top of the mountain, covering the figures of the Emperor and Nangong Ge, making them impossible to detect by any means.

"Prince, you can tell me now!"

No matter how cunning the emperor was, he could not suppress his eagerness to get an answer.

Nangong Ge did not speak directly. He dipped his finger in the tea in the cup and wrote two words on the table.

One word: start.

After a moment, it dispersed.

Another word: Heng.

The water stains on the table disappeared quickly, leaving no trace, as if they had never appeared.

Qiheng!

If this title were to reach the ears of the many outstanding people living in seclusion in China, their hearts would be trembling and there would be a disturbance.

However, the emperor repeated it several times in his mind, but he had no impression of it, his emotions did not fluctuate much, and his eyes were confused.

Obviously, the emperor didn't know about this person.

The ancient books preserved in Luoshenxu to this day do not record this person.

Naturally, the emperor could not know what the two words "Qiheng" meant.

"Don't reveal it."

Nangong Ge reminded again.

"Excuse me, Prince, who... who is this person?"

The emperor was puzzled, and his tone was somewhat pleading.

"A great man who has surpassed all the others in history."

Nangong Ge couldn't explain the specific origins, so he was silent for a moment and then spoke with admiration.

Emperor Qiheng lived at least ten million years ago.

The dynasty he founded ruled over all the races in China, established a very balanced and stable order system, and pushed the human race to an unprecedented height.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

One day, the nine heavens were torn apart, and the immortal bones appeared in the world.

The birth of the forbidden land affected the laws and order of all realms.

Not many years later, the great dynasty built by Emperor Qiheng disappeared into thin air, and the world fell into chaos again. It is said that he was buried in the Zangheng Forbidden Zone, and his legendary life came to an end.

How could people in later generations know what exactly happened in such an ancient era?

These are just a few words, and only a few people in the world know about them.

The emperor was tactful and did not delve further into the matter.

If I learn more about ancient books from various places in the future, I may find some useful clues.

"Is he the founder of the Zilian Dynasty?"

As for other issues raised by the Emperor, I think they would not involve taboos.

"It is somewhat related, but not significant." Nangong Ge judged: "However, even if there is a trace of cause and effect, it is enough to make the Zilian Dynasty proud of it."

Who exactly is this ancestor to be praised so highly by the prince?

All kinds of doubts filled the emperor's mind, as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood, making him extremely itchy.

"May I ask, is our ancestor a king who has attained enlightenment?"

The emperor asked again.

"Yes."

Nangong Ge nodded lightly.

This question is totally unnecessary. To be called a great man who has surpassed all the others in history, one must be an emperor, and not just an emperor of ordinary level.

The emperor asked the question because he wanted a definite answer.

"The last question is, from your perspective, if our ancestors were compared with Emperor Taiwei, who is stronger?"

The two worlds are connected, so the emperor naturally knew about the deeds of Emperor Taiwei and revered him as a god.

"Each of them has been leading the trend for millions of years, so it's hard to compare them. But, if you really want me to give an evaluation." Nangong Ge paused, his expression serious: "They are on par."

boom!

Hearing this, I was struck by lightning.

The emperor was shocked and stunned.

With the changes of the times, the demeanor of Emperor Taiwei is no longer a taboo secret. He is so powerful that many emperors cannot catch up.

Such a person, I never thought that my ancestor could be compared with him.

incredible.

The ancestor of my clan is actually such an unparalleled existence.

“That’s all I have to say.” Nangong Ge didn’t want to talk any more, fearing that he would be detected by the laws of the Great Dao and cause unnecessary trouble: “When the time is right, the dusty historical traces will reveal themselves.”

When the prosperous era comes, the so-called forbidden years will naturally fade away and appear before the eyes of the world.

"Thank you for telling me, Your Highness."

The emperor suppressed his restless mood, stood up immediately, and bowed to Nangong Ge as a sign of respect.

"Farewell."

After saying that, Nangong Ge took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.

The emperor realized it later and his body trembled.

The power of the barrier has not been lifted yet, how did the prince leave?

This barrier is powerful enough to seal off the mighty Seven Steps of the Divine Bridge.

However, Nangong Ge ignored the restrictions of the barrier and stepped out without any hindrance.

"A genius beyond common sense."

After a long while, the emperor exclaimed in amazement, and his admiration for Nangong Ge grew even stronger.

With a flick of his sleeve, he broke the barrier.

The elders of the tribe came over one after another and asked about the situation.

"This is about the safety of the dynasty, so we can't say too much."

The emperor was fully aware of the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to gamble with the fate of the Zi Lian Dynasty. Once divine punishment came, the consequences would be unbearable.

Although the elders were extremely curious, after hearing this, they had to give up the idea, stopped asking questions, and kept silent.

After returning, the emperor immediately sent his confidants to Shenzhou to collect various ancient books and secret texts, the older the better.

As for other things, they were not mentioned to prevent any disaster.

After receiving the order, the confidants took a large amount of resources and went to do it immediately.

......

Luoshenxu, a mortal dynasty.

Yucheng, Miaofu Inn.

An old lady in simple clothes sat at the door of the inn, looking at the sky with cloudy eyes, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

This person was the owner of the inn, Miss Miao from that year.

For a monk, decades of seclusion are just a blink of an eye.

But for mortals, it is already half a life.

Youth is gone, beauty is gone.

The wrinkled Miao girl leaned against a wooden chair, admiring the sunset and reviewing her life.

"He really won't come back."

Miss Miao took out a purse, which was slightly yellowed and tattered, and talked to herself.

A long time ago, Chen Qingyuan met her again, had a drink with her, and talked about the past.

After they separated, Chen Qingyuan no longer appeared in her life.

She traveled a lot, saw the scenery in various places, and finally returned to her hometown, running her old business, and never married.

She has made clear arrangements for her affairs after her death.

When she passes away, ask a trustworthy person to sell the inn and use the money to help the poor people in need.

"Miss, why are you still sitting outside so late?"

In a trance, a familiar voice came to Miao girl's ears, which existed only in her memory, like a dream.

The Miao girl, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became alert and opened her eyes slowly with great effort. She looked at the young man walking towards her from a distance. He was wearing a rough cloth that had been patched several times and holding an empty bowl of porridge in his hand.

He is back.

Miss Miao smiled.