There are slightly dilapidated buildings and streets made of wide and irregular stones. The people walking in the city have different appearances. Some are as tall as giants, while others have faces as ferocious as hybrids of alien beasts.
Shen Qian stood on the street in a daze, looking back and looking around, and found that this place did not belong to any era he knew.
The architectural style of the city is very huge. At first glance, it is not an area where humans dominate. However, there are a lot of humans in the city, but their facial features are more rugged compared to those of later generations.
In addition, the status of the human race in this era is obviously extremely low.
He saw the humans walking on the street. Whenever other powerful aliens passed by, they had to lower their heads or even kneel on the ground, waiting for those powerful aliens to pass by before they dared to raise their heads obediently.
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"Is this the past life of King Zhou Yi? Or is it the unknown source of his destiny?"
Shen Qian gradually woke up and understood his situation.
To put it bluntly, the Sky-Looking Mirror is essentially a spiritual weapon specifically aimed at the path of destiny. It cannot directly kill King Zhou Yi, but after it takes effect successfully, it can help Shen Qian find the weakest point in King Zhou Yi's destiny.
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King Zhou Yi established the Tao with "fate". As long as the foundation of the Tao collapses, he will no longer be a threat.
Destiny is unpredictable and almost impossible to target, but once pinched, it will be much more fragile than an ordinary prince. This is the balance in the world.
As Big Lao Gao said, if King Zhou Yi was really invincible, there would be no need to be so cautious and seize so many incarnations. Moreover, he would not even dare to leave any memory in front of the Demon King.
The scene in front of me is quite strange, because the surrounding scenes are all in color, but Shen Qian himself is gray-white.
Because this is a picture scroll based on the fate of King Zhou Yi, and his deepest secret is hidden in it. Shen Qian is just an unexpected visitor.
The only connection between him and this world is the sword he is holding in his hand.
The long sword is transformed by the sky-gazing mirror, and its simple texture shines with a cold luster. In this scroll of destiny, this is where Shen Qian's confidence lies.
After thinking about his situation clearly, Shen Qian began to move forward, strolling in this ancient and chaotic city. The creatures passing by ignored him, as if he did not exist.
Shen Qian does not really exist here. The only person he can touch is King Zhou Yi in this time and space, but the premise is... he still has to find the other party first.
Under normal circumstances, this would be tantamount to wishful thinking, because anyone on the street could be the King of Zhou Yi.
But at this time, the Sky-Peeping Mirror takes effect, and King Zhou Yi has entered a state of being completely suppressed, and there will definitely be flaws.
In other words, the Sky-Looking Mirror will actively guide Shen Qian to find the weakest King of Zhou Yi.
As Shen Qian walked, he came to the most dilapidated area of the city. Many so-called houses didn't even have roofs, and there was a stench everywhere.
As far as the eye can see, almost all are human races, and it is difficult to see other alien races... Obviously, this is the gathering place of human races.
Bang!
Suddenly, with a crisp sound, a dirty, broken ceramic bowl rolled to Shen Qian's feet.
Shen Qian followed the sound and saw several people gathered around in an alley next to the main street, punching and kicking one of the figures.
The figure who was beaten looked extremely thin. Shen Qian got closer and realized that the figure seemed to be just a child. He was wearing tattered clothes and bare black feet. He was huddled in the corner and tightly protecting his head.
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Scattered next to it was an animal skin spread out with the words "divide good or bad luck" written on it, and the adults who surrounded the children also had turtle shells, animal teeth, bronze mirrors and other items hanging on their bodies.
Shen Qian understood something. Sure enough, when he got closer, he heard shouts and curses coming from those people.
"Who do you think you are, you dare to steal business from us?"
"I'll beat you to death..."
All kinds of extremely insulting words came out of several people's mouths one after another, and their fists and kicks became more and more fierce, as if they really wanted to beat this child to death here.
Occasionally, other human races passed by, but they just glanced indifferently and continued on their way.
The child gradually lost his movement and his breathing began to become weak.
Guagua!
A black crow landed on a branch at the entrance of the alley, as if it was also foreshadowing something.
At this moment, the alley suddenly went dark, and the sudden change in light made the humans who were beating the children subconsciously look up, and then they saw an extremely tall figure.
"Da...Daxia clan?"
The fortune tellers with sallow faces and skinny muscles couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw the tattoos on each other's chests.
Shen Qian on the side was also thoughtful.
He was not wrong. This was indeed an ancient era. Although the human race was extremely capable of reproducing, they were divided into thousands of clans, large and small.
The Daxia clan was one of the five major clans at that time.
I just don’t know whether this era is before or after the battle of geniuses of all races that Shen Qian experienced.
"Get out!"
The man let out a roar, and the surrounding walls were shaking. The few people had no fighting spirit and fled in panic.
The man walked up to the child and kicked him gently. The child slowly raised his head, revealing a face covered in dust and blood. Only his eyes were as bright as burning candles.
"Natural life bones, not bad...what's your name?"
The man nodded with satisfaction and asked kindly.
"Easy."
The child uttered a word in a weak voice.
"Would you like to come with me?"
The man smiled again, "My name is Yu, from the Daxia tribe."
Shen Qiantong on the side shrank and subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.
He had realized that this child was the King of Zhou Yi in his childhood, and the man who took him away was Xia Yu, who was also the founder of the first feudal dynasty of the human race.
Shen Qian's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
He was unable to determine for a moment whether this was the revelation given by the Sky-Looking Mirror. If he cut off King Zhou Yi's fate at this time, whether he could destroy King Zhou Yi's Taoist foundation.
In the end, Shen Qian did not act rashly, but followed Dayu and the children all the way back to the Daxia tribe.
Dayu avoided everyone and took the child alone to the hut where he lived.
The hut was simple but thick. After closing the door, Dayu's expression suddenly changed subtly, from original kindness to indifference.
"From today on, you have enough to eat and winter clothes to wear, but your life is also mine."
Dayu said coldly, "You need to obey all my instructions unconditionally. At the same time, you cannot let anyone know your existence. Do you understand me clearly?"
The child was stunned, as if he was frightened by Dayu's sudden change of attitude.
Seeing that the child didn't respond, Dayu suddenly stretched out his palm angrily, grabbed the child's neck, and lifted him up.
"I ask you...did you hear it clearly?"
Dayu repeated word for word with a ferocious expression.
The child's legs were kicking wildly in the air, but at the critical moment of life and death, he still nodded desperately.
"Very good."
Dayu then put the child down, squatted down at the same time, and looked at him with stern eyes, "Now you have to do the first thing for me... tell me how you can replace Emperor Shun and become the new leader of the Daxia clan.
The leader?"
The child was silent for a while, then staggered to the water tank aside, stretched out his palm and stirred it in the water tank.
Children's palms are very dirty, and the water that was meant for drinking quickly turns turbid.
Dayu frowned, but did not stop him. He just walked to the water tank and looked at the water waves that were constantly rolling due to the children's agitation. His eyes gradually changed from confusion to thoughtfulness.
"Flood?"
Dayu gradually realized something and turned to look at the child.
The child nodded slightly.
Dayu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but expand, and finally turned into a maniacal laugh.
Shen Qian watched silently, his brows furrowing from time to time, the long sword in his hand shining luster several times, and finally calmed down again.
Next, Shen Qian followed Dayu all the way, watching him destroy the dams on the Yellow River at night, watching the floods surge into the sky, submerging most of the areas where humans gathered, and watching countless people die in the floods.
Immediately after Dayu appeared, he showed a strong leadership talent. He led countless strong men of the Daxia tribe to fight monsters, water monsters, crack mountains and canals, and finally controlled the floods after going through untold hardships. p>
Emperor Shun abdicated, and Dayu successfully became the leader of the Daxia tribe.
During this process, the young King of Zhou Yi had been imprisoned in a dungeon secretly built by Dayu, living a life of darkness. Only when Dayu needed the guidance of fate would he briefly open the dungeon and let a glimmer of light shine through.
Get into it.
Dayu was approachable on the outside, but in private he was extremely irritable. Even if the children were exhausted and had difficulty seeing their fate clearly, they would be punched and kicked by Dayu.
Shen Qian stood silently in the corner of the dungeon, looking at the bruised child, his eyes turning from bright to dark.
Time is running very fast, as if it is just a moment, thousands of years have passed in this scroll of destiny.
The human race had already migrated to Yuandi, and without the constraints of foreign races, Xia Yu became even more unscrupulous. He established a dynasty and unified all the clans, until when he tried to break through the princes, his body exploded and died due to a mistake in his cultivation.
A hundred years later, the Xia Dynasty, which lost Dayu, began to show various shortcomings when Jie came to power. In the end, Tang of the Shang tribe rose up and overthrew the Xia Dynasty.
And Shang Tang also saw the young man who was tightly bound by thirty-six chains through all the joints of the body in the most tightly guarded prison in the Xia Dynasty.
The originally dim light in the young man's eyes lit up again, and only Shen Qian, who was watching, knew that it was he who secretly reversed fate bit by bit, leading to the demise of the Xia Dynasty.
During this process, the long sword in Shen Qian's hand also shone with light several times, but he did not cut it down in the end, seemingly because the young man's actions were understandable.
Shang Tang discovered the young man and finally understood how Xia Yu achieved the Ninth Five-Year Plan.
He felt like he had found a treasure, but he did not release the young man. Instead, he changed the chains that bound the young man into one hundred and eight, which were bone-deep and stained with blood.
The young man fell from hell into the abyss, and the light in his eyes was finally completely extinguished.
Under the guidance of the youth, the Shang Dynasty lasted for six hundred years, and the Xia Dynasty lasted even more for four hundred years. Until a certain day in a certain year, a fox with demon blood accidentally broke into the unknown prison of the Shang Dynasty.
, met the person in the deepest part of the prison.
On this day, King Zhou Yi, who was in his twilight years, escaped from the prison with the help of the fox and disappeared.
After that, the Shang Dynasty was overthrown because of Daji's disaster. However, there was an old man fishing on the bank of the Wei River.
The Zhou Dynasty was established and kings were hereditary for eight hundred years, but almost no one discovered that the biggest hobby of every generation of kings in the Zhou Dynasty was to go fishing on the Weishui River.
The picture scroll suddenly freezes, it is the scene of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, when the Qin army invaded the Zhou Dynasty palace.
Shen Qian woke up from his onlookers and looked up at the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, sitting quietly on the dragon throne in the magnificent palace.
Zhou Tianzi raised his head and suddenly looked at Shen Qian aside, the smile on his face gradually became weird.
"Why haven't you taken action?"
His voice was layered, as if countless people were speaking at the same time.
Shen Qian was a little surprised and stared at the man sitting on the dragon throne, "Do you still have self-awareness?"
This is a scroll of destiny made by the Sky-Peeping Mirror, which means that Shen Qian invaded the deepest part of King Zhou Yi's soul. Normally, King Zhou Yi would not have the power to resist.
At this time, the scroll of destiny stopped, and it was obvious that King Zhou Yi had woken up.
"Even if the sky-gazing mirror jointly built by Emperor Bai and King Jiangling, is it possible that it can trap me for the rest of my life?"
Zhou Tianzi, whose face began to look like a lake, chuckled, and then his tone turned gloomy, "But you have seen enough things, but it is a pity that you did not seize the opportunity."