Mount Tai is towering, majestic and majestic. It is respected as the first of the five mountains and is known as the best mountain in the world.
Mount Tai has been a sacred symbol since ancient times. It is located in the easternmost part of the ancient Central Plains and is surrounded by the Yellow River and Wen River. In ancient times, it was regarded as the place where the sun was born and all things developed.
There is no mountain bigger than it, but history is as big as it!
Mount Tai is majestic and has a profound historical heritage, which can be traced back to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period in ancient times. It is a place close to the gods.
"The sky is too high to be reached, so we set up a Zen statue on Mount Tai and offer sacrifices to it in the hope of getting closer to the gods."
Qin Shihuang, who swept across the world, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who was a man of great talent and strategy, both held unparalleled Zen ceremonies in Mount Tai.
Before that, seventy-two emperors had enshrined themselves in Mount Tai in ancient times.
In the ancient pre-Qin period, why all the ancient emperors consecrated Zen here is still a mystery and may never be revealed.
No, maybe it can be solved today.
"Although this is not the first time I have come here, in front of the majestic Mount Tai, I still feel as small as an ant, and even the stars in the sky are insignificant." A young man in ancient costume said.
The boy is young, dressed like an ancient man, with long black hair shawl. He is about eleven or twelve years old, with a pair of clear and bright pupils. His face is very handsome, and his figure is very well-proportioned and tall, but his face is slightly pale, as if he is
There are some physical problems.
There is also a very nimble little bird standing on the shoulder, which looks extremely beautiful.
The little bird is very quiet, only looking around from time to time. It is also very unique and different from ordinary birds, with a white beak and bare feet.
"Indeed, it is said that many emperors from ancient times to modern times came here to pray here, which adds a bit of mystery to this ancient mountain."
"Brother, I came to Taishan alone. Where are your parents?"
Seeing that the young man was handsome but dressed like an ancient man, Ye Fan asked curiously.
He has a tall and straight posture, a handsome face, and an inexplicable calm temperament.
"Ahem, my parents went to a very far away place. As for me, I have a reason to come, so it can be considered a revisit to my old place!" the young man said with a glint in his eyes.
"Brother, do you want to join us? We are having a class reunion, so it would be fun to have one more person." Ye Fan felt quite distressed when he heard this and invited.
"By the way, my name is Ye Fan."
"really……"
"The future Emperor Ye Tian is still alive and has not received the colorful suit yet." The young man looked at Ye Fan up and down and said to himself.
"The sea of suffering is as solid as a rock, and the divine wheel of life is silent, unshakable, and difficult to open up..."
"Ancient Holy Body!"
The boy originally did not belong to this world. In the boy's original world, everything was just a novel.
However, time travel is very common these days. There are not ten but eight people who have traveled to the Zhetian Universe.
At first, I felt extremely uncomfortable when I first came to this world. Ignoring everything else,
The young man did not wake up to the day of Ye Fan's classmates' reunion, but traveled through nearly five thousand years.
It was an era when gods and demons emerged together. The Kunlun Mountains had not yet been sealed, the Great Road of Heaven and Earth had not been hidden, and corpses of the ancient emperors came out one by one.
At first, the young man collapsed. After all, unlike the stability of Ye Fan's era, a new era has been established. If nothing else, at least the people are very stable.
During this time period, it was basically the same as the Beidou cultivation world, and it was even more exaggerated. The battles between monks often lasted thousands of miles, resulting in countless casualties.
But later, the young man found out that his surname was Ji, Ji Xuanyuan Ji, and he didn't panic at all.
The saying "descendants of Yan and Huang" is fully reflected in him. The grandson of Yan Emperor and the son of Huang Emperor, there is no more noble person in the world than him.
It's a pity that God did not give him all the good luck. Due to his physical condition, he had no choice but to be sealed in the divine source and sleep till now.
The young man looked next to him. There were about thirty people. They were talking and laughing. There were men and women, and there was also a young foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Ji Hao!" The young man also introduced himself.
"It turns out that he is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor. I have admired him for a long time." Ye Fan had to lament the fate. He had just finished reading the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic when he met a young man named Ji.
"They are all descendants of Yan and Huang, so it doesn't matter." Hearing this, Ji Hao cupped his hands and laughed, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"That's right, they are all descendants of Yan and Huang." Ye Fan felt a little closer to this young man, and he also imitated Ji Hao's cupping method.
"The descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of Yan and Huang."
Ji Hao smiled brightly and said to himself: "Who knows, you are talking about ancient history with me, and I am talking about seniority with you."
"Being the ancestor of Emperor Ye Tian really gives me an inexplicable feeling of satisfaction!"
"Ye Fan, who is this child?" A woman walked out of the crowd and asked.
"Lin Jia, I saw that this little brother was alone, so I invited him to join me," Ye Fan said.
"Tsk, why would we let an outsider interfere in our class reunion? He is still a child, and there is something wrong with him at first glance." A voice came from the crowd.
Ji Hao looked around and saw a gloomy young man speaking nonsense, with five colors of light flashing in his eyes.
The gloomy young man suddenly did not dare to say anything, feeling as if he was being stared at by a giant dragon.
"Liu Yunzhi, shut up!" Ye Fan frowned and said.
Seeing Ye Fan coming forward, Ji Hao didn't bother to pay attention. They were just a bunch of sidekicks and not worth paying attention to.
Lin Jia took a closer look and was immediately overflowing with motherly love. Ji Hao was young, eleven or twelve years old, and his pale face made people feel distressed.
"Little brother, come and follow sister."
As he spoke, he took Ji Hao's little hand,
"No need, I can just go by myself." Ji Hao refused. He was not old, but he had an indescribable majesty that made people not think of him as a child.
But just looking at her expression, she is indeed very cute.
"Okay then! My little brother is now a man!" Lin Jia didn't feel embarrassed at all, it was natural.
Ji Hao took the initiative to walk forward, walking up step by step, mingling among a group of college students who had graduated three or four years ago, and seemed to be the leader.
Mount Tai has lush ancient pines, many springs and waterfalls, and is majestic and graceful. Coupled with the misty clouds and mist, it naturally adds a bit of mystery and profundity.
Ji Hao did not use his divine power. Step by step, it was considered a kind of practice. He climbed all the way up and admired the countless places of interest and monuments along the way, which made people marvel.
The scenery is unique and amazing. Even Ji Hao, who has seen the magnificence of Kunlun, feels majestic.
Speaking of which, Ji Hao had not seen Mount Tai for thousands of years. The changes over the thousands of years had made him intoxicated and fell into a strange epiphany.
He is very aware of everything happening around him, from the sacrificial site, through the Dai Temple, the palace of the emperor, to the Jade Emperor's Summit that seals the heavens, forming a ten-kilometer-long axis of underworld - human world - heaven.
Appreciate the surrounding environment, comprehend its historical charm, and find the thread of the road.