The name "Yemen Lord" contains the vicissitudes of time.
That faint sigh seemed to come from an earlier time.
In the depths of this ring, two generations, two souls of the same soul, stood looking at each other in the intersection of old candlelight and light and shadow.
Chu Yue's eyes trembled slightly as she stared deeply at the Fifth Changhong among countless machines, her heart clenched tightly.
"Fifth...Senior..."
Chu Yue was silent for a long time before slowly speaking out.
"What do you call me Senior? Logically speaking, you should call me Fifth Uncle."
Fifth Changhong was kind and friendly, with a dusty face that was particularly kind.
He doesn't look like a world-leading master, but like a rough guy who can be seen everywhere on the street.
Chu Yue stared at Wu Changhong intently, almost thinking that Wu Changhong was talking to her here, but after careful observation, she realized that this was not the case.
This was the light and shadow that Fifth Changhong left behind twenty years ago, but he seemed to have guessed the trajectory of her thoughts and what she wanted to say next, and was able to communicate with him without distinction.
"Don't be surprised."
Fifth Changhong said: "Master Ye Clan, when the flowers on the other side bloom, on the day when gods and demons walk at night, when you get this birth gift, you must have witnessed the blooming of the flowers on the other side with your own eyes."
Chu Yue was shocked, her heart was filled with shock waves, and her breathing became faster.
Ghostly sacred objects, flowers blooming on the other side...
The time was accurately calculated by Fifth Changhong.
Is Fifth Changhong the one who made the plans, or is he an outside observer?
What kind of existence is he in these incidents and in the long river of history?
At this time, Chu Yue discovered that the consciousness of Xuanyuan Xiu, Rag Bu and the monsters in Shennong's space had not entered the world of the ring.
In this ancient little candle house, she was the only one who entered alone among the chaotic machinery.
"The Lord of Yemen."
Wu Changhong stood up. The robe that was mopping the floor was torn in several places, and he was a lot dirty because he had been dealing with machinery all year round.
The candlelight flickered faintly.
He looked at Chu Yue and said slowly:
"I still remember the first time I met you in the underground martial arts field. You and the little girl named Xiao Li amazed many people."
"In addition to studying the steam machinery of the punk era, my life's work is to study Ye Chuyue, the leader of the ancient martial arts sect."
"What you don't know is that the last time you fell out of a high-rise building on a mission, I happened to be in that building."
"Your old friends and companions were shooting at your body. Finally, I picked up the Shennong Ring you dropped from the mess. It was like a bomb, causing the whole building to explode and collapse in an instant."
"From then on, I came to this continent called Imperial Domain, and I searched everywhere for your existence, because I firmly believed that you would also appear in this sky."
"But with the passage of time, and my research on Shennong, I found that you may not have appeared in the same era as me."
"I searched for relevant information about the Shennong tribe and found that the existence of the Shennong tribe originated from the black Bianhua flower."
"Coincidentally, the sacred object of the ghost forest is the black Higanbana flower."
"From then on, I investigated the ghost forest 90,000 years ago, and based on time calculation, I found that the legendary ghost emperor was the ghost master."
"The Ghost Emperor once supported the Xia Clan, an ancient divine calculation clan, so I changed my name to Li Guhong and joined the Xia Clan, a divine calculation clan."
"A clan of divine calculations, spying on the secrets of heaven and seizing the destiny of the nebula."
"I integrated the method of divine calculation with machinery, combined with the current civilization of foundry craftsmen, and opened up a mechanical path that is unique to me. I am also looking for the secret of the Biangan flower, but there is a force that is stopping me."
Having said this, Fifth Changhong smiled faintly.
He turned towards Chu Yue, took off the black glove on his left hand, lifted up his sleeve, revealing a whole mechanical arm.
Then, he lifted up his robe again, revealing his steel-like legs.
"That force is the Wumian Clan. You see, my legs and left arm were cut off by them."
"Master Ye Clan, I used the magic of divine arithmetic to detect that they are preventing you from appearing because you are a descendant of the Shennong clan."
"They went around looking for the Shennong Ring, but they didn't expect that I left the Shennong Ring with the Shen Nong Clan."
"In the future, there may be a young divine fortune teller who will know my thoughts, deduce your existence, and bring you the Shennong Ring."
"At that time, when Mu Qinghuang was pregnant, I used the Tianji Nebula to see your face. It was the familiar Lord of the Ye Clan, and I learned that you were about to appear. I found the elders of the Divine Calculation Clan and asked for the source of the Heart Fire, so that I could
Mu Qinghuang has no intention of submitting, just to protect you."
"I know that the Wumian tribe will not let you be born so easily, and I also know that you will not receive the birth gift I made with my own hands soon."
"So, I look forward to the day when you will be full-fledged and mature, and then receive this birth gift and the Shennong Ring that I have refined with my lifelong learning."
"Master Ye Clan, I will study machinery with peace of mind for twenty years. When you are strong, I will come back to help you."
"..."
At this moment, the blood in Chu Yue's body seemed to have stopped flowing and solidified.
She stayed where she was, looking at the Fifth Changhong in surprise.
"That young fortune teller...is called...Xia Shan..."
She was talking to herself, her eyes reddish.
I see……
It was Xia Shan who inherited the Fifth Changhong's divine fortune and obtained the Shennong Ring.
No wonder he went to Shenxuan Academy just to meet Ye Chuyue, and then used the Shennong Ring to make Ye Chuyue fall to death on the city wall, completely awakening the soul of the strong!
Her appearance is not accidental.
At unknown moments, countless people died one after another because of her.
Someone laid a trap for her for twenty years in the middle of the night, and was willing to fall into the haze to protect her.
Chu Yue's lowered hands clenched tightly and trembled in a low voice: "Wumian... clan..."
More than once, she heard about this hidden clan's deep-seated hatred and raging anger, growing wildly and savagely, like a volcano erupting and the sea swallowing up the common people.
Fifth Changhong said: "This precept contains the mechanical mind of my life. If you are interested, you will be my first chief disciple. This position will always be reserved for you. Other than that, you will be my first chief disciple."
, and a Shennong Roll."
He laughed out loud.
"Wumian Clan, Xie Qingyan and the others would never have thought that the Shennong Scroll they had been trying so hard to get would be in it."
"Master Ye Clan, you are a descendant of the Shennong clan and shoulder the great responsibility of the Shennong clan."
"I'm looking forward to the scene where you and I will meet again in a few decades."
"May this Shen Nong Scroll and the Mechanical Mind Technique bring you the icing on the cake in your martial arts journey."
"If what I think is true, at this time, there will still be that girl named Xiao Li by your side."
"Master Ye Clan, I once spied on the Shensuan Clan. Apart from you, me, and Xiao Li, there is a fourth person who also appeared in this world of bizarre and brilliant martial arts."
Hearing this, Chu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.
The fourth person...
Could it be her sister?
That relative who died in a chaotic alley many years ago.