When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

The night was dark, the big trees held up to the sky, and the sound-proof spell blocked the sound of all things, leaving only a little magic light shining white light above the heads of several people.Under the shade of the tree, Hong Ming sat upright and began to describe the history he knew.

"The name of the world where I was born and raised is called Kyushu. In ancient times, there was the Pangu family. After the creation of the world, he died and fell, and turned into the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, and all living things. In the beginning, for hundreds of millions of years, immortals, gods, great witches and mortals coexisted. The world is in chaos, the strong are respected, and it is not easy for the weak and the weak to survive in the world. Afterwards, there was a virtuous king named Xuanyuan, who was blessed by the gods and fought with the witch clan Chiyou and Zhuolu. The lineage of Yan and Huang prevailed, and the human race began to be the head of all spirits. However, several generations after the death of Xuanyuan Huangdi, there were ten rounds of scorching sun in the sky, and countless people died of severe drought. The common people and the people, Hou Yi and Dayu tried their best to turn the tide and shoot the sun to control the water, so that one side can be peaceful."

When Hong Ming said this, he paused for a while, and looked around the Oren people who were listening intently. "But these are all legends. Let's not mention the sun birds going out on patrol, the heavenly emperor's crimes and other innocent reasons, how can mere mortals extinguish the power of the gods, let alone the fairy family and the human race have coexisted in the realm since ancient times, Kunlun Yaochi and Yaochi are the blessed land of immortals. How can they stay out of it if there is a disaster of ten days or a big flood? However, the time is long, and more than a thousand years are enough to erase the original appearance of the story. Before I came to this world, I never thought about ancient times. There are other secrets about the matter. But when I went out to travel and touched the artifact by mistake, the Kyushu tripod arrested me to this world, and showed another scene in my dream."

"More than two thousand years ago, a slit suddenly opened between the heaven and the earth in Kyushu, and several powerful alien races jumped out of it. They were all dressed in strange costumes, with red, gold, silver, and blue hair and eyes, and they carried innate magic weapons. Power. For some reason, they used their supernatural powers to wreak havoc in Kyushu. Among them was a red-haired and red-eyed Daxiu who used the supernatural powers of the scorching sun, as if ten days were in the sky, and scorched everything. The family died in the battle, and the power of thunder smashed the rivers and mountains, causing floods. Afterwards, several immortal masters appeared, and they used their profound skills to repel these alien cultivators, and followed them through the slits. Entered this world. After coming to this world, the battle has not stopped, they still fight the world to change color, but the supernatural powers of the immortal family are often restricted in this world, so as to lose the wind, until one immortal family tried his best to cover the sky with one side of the star The flag killed the enemy's main general, and it was possible to turn the situation around, but when this red-haired and red-eyed Daxiu fell, it caused a shocking change. Countless cultivators died in the mutation, and this world also suffered catastrophe..."

After finishing this sentence, Hong Ming stared at the blond young man who was already crumbling, and said slowly, "In my dream, I once saw a magical artifact fall in your homeland, and it looked like a danding. This is the fairy family The divine weapon has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas, and if no one guides it, it will lead to great catastrophe. Listen to what you said, the huge fireball fell straight into the city, and after the blaze, not a blade of grass grew. This should be the tripod in the alchemy. If the erysipelas of the Golden Crow's raging fire is not clear, this place will turn into a desert after more than a thousand years, how can mortals be able to stop it."

"This is impossible... This is impossible..." Avar's whole body was trembling violently, his teeth were chattering, his eyes were covered with red mist, his ears were buzzing and he could no longer hear any sound from the outside world. With a swipe, he pulled out the long sword in his hand and pointed it at the black-robed mage sitting in front of him, "This is all a lie you made up!! If you are really a person from another world, you must be the enemy of my lord Asnaan! You What is the purpose of the black robe with ulterior motives?!"

"Your main god has fallen!" Another consciousness scolded, "The black robe is right, and my prophecy is absolutely right... Hahahaha, is this the truth about the fall of the gods? A big battle , a battle of the gods... Hahaha, without the fall of Tanaan, how would the dissipation of magic elements come about, and without the fall of the main god Asnaan, how could the gods die. Hahaha~~Stupid My boy! Can’t 2000 years teach you the fact that the sun god is dead?! In these 2000 years, has your god ever responded to you? Wake up quickly!!”

"NO!!!!!! You evil liars!!!"

With a violent shout, Avar raised his big sword and slashed at the black-robed mage vigorously, only to hear a clang, the long sword and a dagger clashed, and the dark elf quickly took a step forward to block the swift blow.With too much force, Avar's tiger's mouth was already shattered, and blood flowed down the hilt and dripped into the soil under his feet. His whole body was engulfed in anger, as if even the tip of the sword trembled.

Where the point of the sword pointed, Hong Ming didn't move half of his figure. He raised his head and looked straight into the blue eyes of the blond knight, "You already have the answer in your heart, so why do you deceive yourself?"

These words were like a sharp blade, snapping through the tight string in Avar's heart. The Holy Sword of Glory in his hand was like a heavy burden, and he could no longer hold it. It slipped from the palm of his hand and plunged straight into the in the dirt.Shaking back a few steps, his knees gave way and he fell to his knees. 2000 years...a total of 500 years...what exactly are they guarding?What exactly is praying for?What exactly did you pay for? ! !

There was a strange hoo hoo sound from his throat, like a dying beast struggling to breathe, tears could no longer be restrained, slipped from his eye sockets, and splashed into the dust in front of him.It turns out that they, all of them, these hundreds of generations of knight leaders are just wasting their lives, they asked the wrong gods, and they brought their people into an abyss that they could never get out of. There would be no sin to be cleansed, no honor to be restored, they...they! ! !

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing the kneeling and howling warrior, San put away the dagger in his hand, and silently stepped back two steps.At this moment, even he couldn't help but start to sympathize with the former Templar Knight of the Sun God. Such a long time is too long for elves and dragons, and how hopeless and cruel it is for short-lived humans.He shook his head lightly, and turned his gaze to Master Hong Ming who was sitting upright.Why should the poor knight be told about such a cruel thing?

Amidst the depressing cry of sorrow, Hong Ming stood up, drew out the long sword on the ground, looked at it carefully for a moment, put the sword back into its sheath, and walked in front of the knight.

"Why? Why are you telling me this?!"

"Because I need your help."

"Hahahaha! We pathetic abandoned people, what can these ignorant believers help you? My lord?!"

"You are the only ones who know your homeland well. I need your guidance to find the fallen ancient city." Hong Ming paused, "If the burning boulder is really the immortal family's alchemy tripod, maybe I can take it back and return it to the city." You have a clean homeland."

Avar suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the black-robed youth in front of him, "Homeland...can you save Santani and take back our homeland?!"

"Perhaps this is the purpose of my coming here. The way of heaven is unpredictable. Since I was called here, there must be a deep meaning." Then, Hong Ming raised the long sword in his hand, "Will you go with me to the place where the sun used to be?" Dusantani, your ancient hometown?"

Looking at the long sword in front of him, tears rolled down his cheeks, Avar raised his trembling hands, and took over the long sword that had tortured him for half his life, and tortured the immortality of knights of his clan for generations. This was his second time After receiving this holy sword from someone else, the words that his father said last time, those words that seemed false, sad, and meaningless, now, he finally understood... Homeland, hometown...

A drop of tear fell on the scabbard that had experienced many vicissitudes. Avar lowered his head and kissed reverently the place where the phoenix emblem was once engraved on the sword.He let go of the long sword, knelt on the ground and bowed his head to Hong Ming.

"My lord, I would like to go with you."

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The author has something to say: "Bamboo Book Chronicles" has a record of Emperor Yao's 75th year of Dayu's flood control. Arranged according to the age of this historical book, this year is 2279 BC (this article comes from Baidu). In mythology, Hou Yi According to legend, it belonged to the time of Emperor Yao, that is to say, during the period of Emperor Yao, there was a severe drought with 10 days in the sky, and it was also a severe flood with raging floods.Similarly, the time when the Taoist master traveled was when Cao Cao flooded Xiapi, that is, the fourth year of Jian'an (199 A.D.) of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and the total of up and down was exactly about 2500 years... Well, these are of course bad fun, right to try Let's play with a hook in history~~=w=