Each of the eight valleys has its own power, not only to fill the stomach, but will have different reactions depending on the people who eat it. However, the Qingqiu country is so precious. When the Su Kingdom was captured, the Qingqiu country was

Only three are left.

Since King Zhou's death, there has never been any more news on the world that Qingqiu has appeared. This was the magical object that Dayu relied on when controlling the flood. It was brought by his wife Tushan Nujiao, but Tushan's family

The method of planting this kind of magical object was not passed down, so that in the late Shang Dynasty, after the Su Guo Naitushan clan, only three Qingqiuji were left.

Qingqiuji and the country live together and will not die of old age. Because I don’t know how to sow, there is no way to plant it. It’s not that no one has tried to plant it in ordinary ways, but the final result is apart from the loss of Qingqiuji in vain.

Didn't get it either.

Yaguchi is not an ordinary thing. Cheng Zhiyuan has already experienced it. It is like a divine mahjong. It must be cultivated by a mountain god in the cave of the mountain god. At the same time, the divine mahjong is also related to the migrating human race. In short, the divine mahjong requires the growth of the divine mahjong.

It is extremely harsh and requires the mountain god to govern the people safely. The more vigorous the people are, the more feedback they give to the mountain god, or the Lord of God, the better it can grow.

Similarly, the growth requirements for the other seven grains must be different, but one thing is that they must be very strict.

An Qisheng's mind was almost in chaos. He saw the swords of the princes falling from the sky. He heard the roar of the first level in the swords of the three levels of the princes. He saw layers of weapons turning into tides, and they rolled up.

The sea of ​​blood drives wind, rain, thunder and lightning. They pass through their bodies and drown themselves in the endless murderous aura!

"Dayu's imperial seat was opened on Mount Tu, and the princes' jade and silk were walking like thunder!"

The first sword realm of the prince’s sword!

【Finding the country!】

All 750,000 weapons are the people of the country!

When An Qisheng heard the sound, his eyes were filled with blood. When he saw the sword-talking man, he seemed to be sitting in the endless sea of ​​blood!

The aura rose, but An Qisheng suddenly stunned. The aura of Qingqiu and the aura of Cheng Zhiyuan himself was mixed together, but the reflected scene, the traces engraved in the depths of memory, were actually the breath of the remnants of the mountains and seas.

As if it is!

An Qisheng's eyes suddenly widened!

Still unbelievable!

The bloody storm and red rain splashed all over the sky, the sword roared and the gods were heard without realizing it, and An Qisheng shouted without warning!

"etc……!"

The waves in all directions suddenly disappear!

The swords of the princes split the heaven and earth, and the seventy-five thousand weapons gathered together, aimed at An Qisheng's head and slashed it down!

Control the six qi!

This place was blocked into a country that could not escape. An Qi's sword was heard, and his spirit exploded instantly, screaming!

The boundless sword energy almost stirred him into mud. He was floating in the sea of ​​blood, climbing up with difficulty, his remaining eyes widened and suddenly said like crazy: "You...you are also a Xia person!"

An Qisheng's eyes were bleeding and tears: "You can't be wrong, it's the breath of Xiahou clan, the descendants of Zhuanxu, and I am the same clan!"

He shouted: "You are also from Xia! Hahaha, I'll wait, I shouldn't have had sex with the same room!"

On the sea of ​​boundless blood, thousands of swords were rumbling, and An Qisheng's eyes showed expectations. He ignored Cheng Zhiyuan's murderous intent, but instead took a step forward, dragging his half-dead broken body:

"You are from Xia, we are brothers! It is not Xia in the Xia, but Xia in the Xia after Xia! Shang is a barbarian, Zhou is Rongdi, and he calls himself Xia, but is actually a thief!"

Cheng Zhiyuan keenly noticed what he was talking about, mountains and seas, which reminded Cheng Zhiyuan of the conversation with Beiluo Master.

"Are you a Dongji?"

An Qisheng's expression was distorted: "East Ji? What is East Ji!"

"That is the despicable title of Shang Yi and Zhou Rong to the Xia people like us!"

"As a Xia person, how can you be with the Shang, Zhou and Yirong? Isn't it because you forget your origins and ancestors!"

"You actually call yourself a native of Dongji! How ridiculous! Xia Zhitianju has been lost for a long time! The wandering son has become Rongdi!"

Cheng Zhiyuan asked, "You are despising Shang and Zhou dynasties, but aren't you also dreaming of being a Taigong Wang?"

An Qisheng: "This is a illusion of all bones. I use the body of the immortal Xiqi, but I am still a Xia person!"

"My brother, you should work with me to restore the mountains and seas and expel Shang Yi and Zhou Rong!"

"Yes, I'll take you out now. Tian Zifang's mantra, I will take the yellow grind and refine the feathered elixir. When the gate of hell is opened, Zhongyuan will be able to welcome the great purge. Then, we will wait for the people of Xia Tu to come back.

, Return to this dream-ridden homeland..."

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes moved slightly, and he continued to ask as he said, "The Gate of Hell is open? When will it be opened?"

An Qisheng seemed a little excited: "It was naturally when the green fire in Lushan Mountain fell!"

"At that time, the Central Plains will be in chaos, Chu and Qin, and ambitious people will gather on Mount Lu. At that time, the gates of hell will be opened, the yin and yang of heaven and earth will be dislocated, and life and death will be in chaos. These people will naturally be caught in one go!"

An Qisheng: "That is the fire of the way of heaven! It is like a poor husband with a thousand gold and wealth, and a fisherman with a thousand kilograms of huge fish!"

The way of heaven?

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes moved, and he remembered what the Beiluo Master once said, which was a major matter related to his own immortal destiny, but no one wanted to bear the damage.

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be contemptuous.

When An Qisheng saw that Cheng Zhiyuan was a little "disapproving", he didn't know that it was Cheng Zhiyuan's disguise. He was so excited that he frowned and glared at this time:

"Don't think this is something simple!"

"The blue sky is the [Tao] that descends on the world! The person who gets it can use this seed of Tao to spread his own principles. This is just like the rituals of heaven and the laws of heaven, so the Legalists will participate in the battle against the blue fire.

, and Guigu Gate will also appear, the seeds of Tao are terrible, which is enough to create an era!"

"Lushan Dao Fire, we will take it to redefine the Heavenly Rule! The Eastern Emperor Taiyi of Chu State wanted to use Dao Fire to create the [Heavenly Court]! It was simply a delusion. This time, our plan had already taken him.

The plan is in it!"

"As long as I use yellow beams and the method of waking up from the dream of yellow beams, the sentient beings in the Central Plains will no longer have dreams and ideals. If they dissipate their spirits and spirits, they will become part of the world, their flesh and bones will become mud, and become a fertile land to nurture the new summer.

!”

"This is the end of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the sixth time of the stolen Xia! You and I are people from Xia, and you should plan for my Xia Hou, and you should not be a minister of the Shang and Zhou dynasties!"

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't speak, but An Qisheng's expression changed slightly, very ferocious:

"Do you... think that the summer of all summers is the real summer, and our people of the Xia people and the remains of mountains and seas should not come to the Central Plains?"

"You... agree with the principles of Shang and Zhou dynasties?"

"Do you think Emperor Xin, the Emperor of Zhou, is your monarch?"

An Qisheng took a deep breath: "The wanderer has not returned home for a long time, so he naturally doesn't remember what his hometown looks like..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Zhiyuan.

Cheng Zhiyuan only said one sentence.

"Since Yanhuang, there was no distinction between barbarians, Rong and Di. People gathered into tribes and formed alliances. Five emperors arose after the Three Emperors, and Dayu was the one who came after Yao and Shun. However, at this time, the debate between China and the world was still not born.

”

"If the tribe conquered, I wish to follow me, and those who come with me, those who do not change their teachings will be different from me, those who are the same, those who are the same, those who are intimate, are the same, and those who are the same, are the same, and are the same, and are the same, and are the same, and are the same brothers and sisters. Those who are the same, are the same; those who are the same, are the same; those who are the same, are the same; those who

The enemy, the flowers have emerged here, and the Xia people have begun here."

"If I raise my arms and shout, three hundred tribes will come with me, so hundreds of tribes will come, and hundreds of tribes will return to the same place, and China will begin."
Chapter completed!