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Chapter 473 The Birth of Brahma Lamb

God, what was the oldest era like?

No god can give an answer, because it seems to be a story that happened a long time ago and can no longer be recorded.

Did it exist during the Wulong clan’s period?

At least it didn’t exist in the era of Wang Huo and the Three Ancient Emperors.

The Ju Fang clan allowed everyone to live there, the human emperors experienced three generations of migration, and separated from the Tang Valley by nine rivers. The human race ushered in the dawn. It seems that only from then on did the story of gods begin...

"Perhaps a long time ago, God was the sustenance of man..."

Under the bonfire at night, another day was passed, and Ruzai warmly entertained Shujun. During the day, everyone had already met each other. In the cultivated land, Shujun saw what he wanted to see, and he sincerely expressed his gratitude to Shujun.

Ruzai asked for advice and said bluntly that his uncle Ji Qi had heard of Da Zai for a long time.

The old patriarch and Shujun also met again. This time, it was twenty years ago.

The strong men of the past have long since grown old, and the children of the past have grown up. Years always pass by inadvertently, and the youth is graying and time is wasted.

"In line with Chi Fang's sentiments, when I return to the Central Plains, I will report what happened at the foot of Gao's Mountain to the Emperor."

What this is talking about is naturally the matter of Long Di's undeclared war and taking away the wilderness after the great war.

In fact, if the historical trend is followed, all the tribes in the Huai River area will become part of the Sanmiao during the era of Emperor Shun. It is no accident that the Long Di clan should be like this.

But now, Sanmiao failed to reach Huai River, and Wuzhiqi, because he had no accomplices to cause trouble, hid in Tongbai Mountain to accumulate strength, but the strong wind and rain prevented outsiders from entering, and the Long Di clan began to develop here.

It can be said that although the Akafang family's proposal to build the Chongyong Fortress successfully defeated the Sanmiao who marched eastward, it also made their way back even more difficult.

There is a buffer of at least eight years, which is enough to grow an entire generation.

The children who were ignored in the past have become independent warriors eight years later.

History has taken a big turn, and so has myth.

"This is the fifth year since the Akagata clan came to the south."

The fourth year is over and the fifth year is about to begin.

In the evening, Shujun drank with the old patriarch and remembered some things about the Shanhai Festival in the past. At that time, Shujun was still young. At the request of the old patriarch, he softly sang "God's Journey to the North".

Hometown, hometown, Chishui women's sacrifice could not return to their hometown, so they sang the sacrificial song and dance of Uncle Jun, who chanted that God traveled north, holding the willows and sweet rain all the way to the northwest.

Because this is the voice of my hometown.

Everyone is here, except for Lambo who is in solitary confinement, but for Lambo Zi, he would rather be in solitary confinement than go to the production team. For this reason, Lambo Zi even started to pick up branches with his mouth and learn his second uncle's "branch calligraphy"

(The second uncle stuck his hooves into the branches) and graffitied everywhere in the earthen house.

From today on, please call me "Fan Gao".

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At the mill in the early morning, Xianlong knocked on the door of the mill. After Zhang Hong opened the door, Xianlong immediately expressed his desire to join the mill without saying a word. This made Zhang Hong look confused and closed the door.

Open again.

"I thought I was still sleeping, who are you?"

After Zhang Hong opened the door, the others gradually woke up. When Ah Zhui came here, Xianlong looked at him, and his scrawled appearance was almost unforgettable!

Ah Zhui was also stunned for a moment, then he was shocked and shouted: "Xiao Man, Wang Lei, Ah Wei, Zhao, come on, come on, it's this Central Plains guy! He asked someone to chase me last time!"

As soon as he said this, a group of rough guys in short coats and linen clothes came here, each carrying a jar of pickles in their hands. Xiaoman went up and held the jar, and said to Xianlong: "You are the one who wants to hit someone!

"

Xianlong was also dumbfounded. He came to the mill because he heard that the woman liked to go to the market to buy wine, and the mill was a place where wine was produced. If he learned how to brew wine, he would have the opportunity to get in touch with her...

I didn't expect to see the Ganyue guy from last time here!

Seeing dozens of mill workers gathered, Zhang Hong was indignant after understanding the situation. He grabbed Xianlong and said, "Why are you beating someone, crazy man? Did he say it wrong? She is a woman and she is your wife!"

Xianlong was very nervous: "I am sincere. Look, I didn't even bring anyone with me this time."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and said, "Forget it, if you want to fight me, just fight me back."

In fact, he didn't actually take action last time. He just took advantage of the crowd to push Ah Zhui, and was later dispersed by people in the farmers' market...

Xianlong suffered a loss, but he didn't dare to have an attack. Ah Zhui told the others that he was a licker and fell in love with the woman in red at the farmer's market.

As soon as I mentioned the woman in red, everyone said "oh" and understood.

"I was so shocked that someone actually pursued that woman..."

"Isn't that a wine god..."

"I can't believe it, I, I'm so shocked..."

"Awei, what do you think..."

"I, I'm shocked too."

Zhang Hong stepped forward again, patted Xianlong on the shoulder, and enlightened him with sincere words.

Brother, you have to know...licking a dog will lead to a bad death.

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Hunting team, deep in the mountains.

There are no strong enemies on the east and west sides of the south. To the north is Dajiang, and to the south is Tianbi Mountain and Rongtian Ridge. The gateway to the Lingnan Wilderness is here. But in fact, no one has come to this area of ​​​​the original Yu family for a long time.

Residents and wild animals have moved here. The main reason is because the public fields are concentrated in the area from Akafang clan to Tōhong clan.

A large number of people moved to the lower center of the south, so the wild beasts began to spread to other places. The wild beasts in the south naturally migrated to the Tianbi Mountain Pass, which was the original area of ​​the Ju family.

Nature is the best craftsman. In the past few years, the original residential area of ​​the Diyou clan has been obscured by a lush vegetation.

After the miasma was eradicated, the Shandu God was forced to change his mind by Dayi. Under the persuasion of Dayi to use reason (bows and arrows) and move with virtue (fists), he became a monkey again. The Gu carvings that were killed that year were also

The corpses remain here, but there is no one that can be taken away. This one fell into the mountains.

The hunting team came to this area today and began to define a new hunting range.

I heard that there are many interesting countries in the Great Wilderness of Lingnan, and Yu Zai has also been to the Fire-Tired Country. The strange country and the strange tribes have made the entire mountains and plains of Lingnan covered with a magical fog.

The people in the hunting team were moving around here, but they were completely unaware of the "looks" coming from three directions.

To be precise, two of the gazes were in a state of ignorance of life and death.

First, in the middle of the Lingnan wilderness, there was a pair of dark and heavy eyes, staring at them. This was a tall, decaying corpse with a tiger's tail, not far away.

Secondly, in the depths of the Great Southern Wilderness, there seemed to be a pair of indifferent eyes staring at them. It was a taller shadow, chaotic and unclear, more like a "phenomenon" than an entity.

Again, very close to them, on a branch, squatted a bird that looked like an old hen, but it had colorful, long and gorgeous feathers.

The bird looked at the men of the hunting party and then to the south.

It's called Phoenix Emperor.


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