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Chapter 31: The Cry of Emperor Yan, a sad song that spans the years

A large piece of bluestone was dug out by Dangkang in the new field. This was soon heard by the friends around. Douzi groaned loudly, and Huanzai was digging out the piece of bluestone with all his strength.

The bluestone is huge and strange in appearance. One side is particularly flat and has mysterious symbols carved on it.

The old patriarch came over. At this time, the young people were chattering and wondering what it was, but they were stopped by the patriarch with a wave of his hand!

The old man's breath was at its lowest point, and he stared with eyes almost in disbelief.

Not to mention that the old patriarch couldn't believe it, even Suzai was a little confused.

The dolphin was humming at the side, and Yuzai patted its head and said with emotion: "What an auspicious beast. It seems that you can bring good luck even if you don't dance."

"Witch, what is this?"

Ruanyu swallowed and felt a little cold on her back. The big bluestone seemed to have an ancient power that suppressed people's hearts. Although it felt like an ordinary big stone, judging from Ruanzai's performance, it was obviously not that big.

ordinary.

"This is an imperial stone!"

Yuzai's palm covered the stone: "The sun of Wushan Mountain is buried by the goddess. It is like morning clouds in the morning and rain in the evening."

"Wushan Goddess?! Isn't that the daughter of Emperor Yan!"

Although the old patriarch had some speculation that this stone was a sacred stone, how could the Wushan Yang Stone appear in the south of Lanzhize, on the southern hill where it meets Lingnan?

Yu Zai felt a deeply hidden residual power in the stone. He felt something strange in his chest, so he reached out and took out the broken fire from the tribe. This time, everyone's

All eyes were focused on the big bluestone.

The entire tribe no longer even cultivates the land!

After Yuzai read the symbols, the knowledge passed down by the witches allowed him to understand the ancient texts.

"This is a big stone left by an emperor in memory of his daughter!"

All the young people gradually had a look of shock on their faces.

The old patriarch’s palms were trembling!

"Yes, Emperor Yan! Emperor Yan's fire!"

The old patriarch was shocked: "Although I don't know which Yan Emperor the Red Emperor is, he is Lianshan, Shennong, Lieshan, Lishan, Dating, Kuei, but the fire of Emperor Yan."

In an instant, everyone in the tribe had great hope!

The big bluestone left behind after the death of Wushan Goddess. She was the daughter of Emperor Yan. The bluestone probably still contains the fire of Emperor Yan!

"We are a branch of the Jinyun clan and a descendant of the Zhurong clan. If there is really fire in this bluestone"

The teenagers could no longer imagine it. They were so excited and gearing up, and Yuyu even picked up Douzi and held it up high: "Douzi! You have made a great contribution!"

"Hmm!"

The pig's four hooves were swinging wildly, but the pig's head was raised high, and the lamb next to it immediately spat out the seeds in its mouth. The boss was not happy.

It tried to plow the ground with its horns, but its short tail was grabbed by Yushu.

"Hoo!"

The lamb was spitting hard, and he was in a very bad mood now.

Why can't you eat the taro you found? This little pig got a stone and was praised by a bunch of people.

They're all just bullshit! How come there's such a big difference in treatment!

No, I want to go dark!

Lambo and Yushu fought fiercely, but the old patriarch turned around and rubbed Lambo's head hard twice!

"Okay, okay, you have done a great job! There will be delicious food when you go back!"

Lamb finally calmed down and became quiet.

Yu Zai tried to establish contact with the aura flowing in the big blue stone. If it was really the aura left by Emperor Yan's regime, it might really be able to ignite the fire of the tribe!

When the fire burns, the tree species will recover from the dead. Fire and wood are closely related. When one of the seeds revives, the other one, whether it is broken or dead, will be resurrected!

"Which Yan Emperor is the fire spirit left behind?"

Yan Emperor does not refer to one person. The Yan Emperor respected by later generations actually generally refers to two people, namely the first Yan Emperor "Shen Nong" and the last Yan Emperor "Di Yu Wang". The one who joined forces with the Yellow Emperor to fight against Chi You was Emperor Yu Wang. , and the one who tasted the herbs was Shennong.

Shennong begets Emperor Kui, Kui begets Emperor Cheng, Cheng begets Emperor Ming, Ming begets Emperor Zhi, Zhi gives birth to Emperor Yak, Yak gives birth to Emperor Ai, Ai gives birth to Emperor Ke, and Ke gives birth to Emperor Yugong.

The era of Emperor Yan is too old now, and many things cannot be verified carefully, because the Yandi clan is far before the Huangdi clan, and the Lieshan clan and Dating clan in the Yandi clan are even earlier than the Fuxi clan. It exists.

Clan refers to different tribes composed of different descendants left by a distant ancestor, but the bloodline all belongs to the same ancestor, such as the current Shanhai clan, which is the Huangdi clan.

The four emperor tribes in the central government, the group of people that made Di Yao feel troublesome, belonged to the four most powerful tribes in the Huangdi clan.

This made Yu Zai extremely emotional. Even in the Shanhai era, it was difficult to verify many things in the Yan Emperor era. The inheritance of witchcraft told Yu Zai that if you want to know the specific situation of the Yan Emperor clan and Fu Xi clan, you can only go to the ten witches of Lingshan. .

However, many great witches speculate that Lingshan has been destroyed, all ten witches have dispersed, and this holy place where humans and gods coexist has long since ceased to exist.

In contemporary times, Wu Xian is very secretive about whether Lingshan still exists and refuses to speak frankly to others.

Yu Zai sensed carefully, and he felt that the Qi was responding to his call. Jinyun's divine blood began to boil. Around Yu Zai, in the soil that had just been reclaimed and plowed but had not been sown, there were already existing The weed seeds sprouted quickly and soon spread into a green area, because they were affected by "deification".

Beads of sweat broke out on Yuzai's head.

The fire started to stop moving forward!

It seemed to be stagnant and no longer moving. No matter how much Yuanzai called and guided it, it remained unmoved!

"Come out! Sage!"

Ruzai put his hand on the stone. As time passed, everyone noticed something unusual. Their eyes widened, their fists clenched, and their palms were covered in sweat.

Something went wrong, and the witch seemed to be at a stalemate with the fire in the stone.

Boom!

At this moment, everyone felt a force vibrating within their bodies!

But it was only for a moment. Immediately afterwards, the aura on Yu Zai's body dropped sharply, and he suddenly let go of his hand. However, his "Jinyun Divine Blood" had already boiled to the extreme, but there was no way to arouse the fire inside!

A huge wave of sadness struck Yuan Zai's heart. Yuan Zai's eyes were open, but hot tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes, and she could not contain them. The fire contained in that big bluestone was filled with an extremely huge sadness!

It was a song from eternity! In a trance, an old man seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He was holding a bluestone, crying, and slapping the muddy water.

"The jingwei scream, the heaven and the earth move! The mountains and trees are green, and the humans are fish and insects!"

"My dear daughter cannot speak, and my father is in great sorrow! Why is the sea so uneven and so rough!"

Emperor Yan cried out that his youngest daughter Jingwei died in the East China Sea, his third daughter Yao Ji was buried in the mountains, his second daughter turned into a mulberry tree and was destroyed in the fire, and his eldest daughter followed the red pine tree away from the world and never came back.

At that time, he was not a great emperor, not the Emperor of the Central Plains who controlled the sun, but just an old father who had lost his daughter.

"It's Yandi Yugong."

After the last Emperor Yan, Yu Zeng, there was no strong man who could control the sun in a mortal body.

Yuzai stood up, and everyone in the tribe looked at him.

The old patriarch said: "That is a song composed by Emperor Yan when he lost his daughter."

Yuzai nodded: "Yes, this piece of bluestone is dead. Its fire is filled with great sorrow, and there is no life or hope. We can't drive it, so I can't peel it off. It's not suitable for us."

"Just as we have erected monuments and mounds to remember our lost relatives, this piece of bluestone is the cry of Emperor Yan. His sorrow has spanned the ages and has come to us. Such a relic cannot be used by us.

, and shouldn’t be used.”

"Move it back to the clan and put it away."


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