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There was some pain all over his body, as if he had walked away from the ghost gate. But when Yi He opened his eyes, he felt cool all around.

Isn't he in the middle of the desert?

Reach out and touch it.

Moist soil on the side.

Oasis?

Yi He looked around and saw that the surroundings were lush and lush.

Where has he been?

Yi He suddenly remembered those stories about the desert that were told to him by the enthusiastic people of Yuguo before entering the desert.

The underground of quicksand is water, and there are often underground rivers flowing through it, and he is probably washed away by the water somewhere, and it is also a kind of luck to survive.

The palm of his hand is still holding the river order, and he doesn't know where it is now.

Yi He got up, washed his face on the edge of the lake in the middle of the oasis, and looked at his reflection in the clear water.

People are a lot darker, and they are getting thinner. This uninhabited wilderness is indeed difficult to move an inch.

The water was crystal clear, and with the occasional few fish swimming by, Yi He suddenly found himself extremely hungry. The dry food in his arms has long been washed away by the underground river.

So he leaned down and caught the fish.

Proton was born, and he was not a noble son who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers.

The river was stirred up a little muddy, and Yi Hetan's hand in the mud vaguely touched something like a box.

There is probably a thing called fate in this world.

Thousands of miles of wilderness, I don't know how long the secret of Jiuding has been covered, but one day it can really reappear.

The square box is the same material as Jianghe Ling and Jiuding, non-gold and non-jade, non-copper and non-iron.

It's like a stone.

Yi He looked at the depression on the box with some confusion, and then pressed Jiang Heling into it.

With Jiang Heling perfectly fitted in, the square box opened in front of Yi He's eyes.

There was only a roll of bamboo slips in the box.

In the map of Jianghe Ling, the place where the secret of Jiuding is hidden is a desert, the time has changed, the vicissitudes of life, and now it has become an oasis.

Yi He opened the bamboo slip.

Starting from Jiuding, to Xiao Rong's map on the river order painted with blood. Thousands of miles of wilderness, searching, and finally turned into an old bamboo slip.

The characters are carved with a knife, some of which are unclear, but barely legible.

The first thing that catches your eye is a poem.

-- The fire tree and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened.

The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.

Yi He frowned, a little puzzled, but continued to look at it.

The words written at the back form a sentence like a story from a long time ago.

…… When I woke up, I felt like I had a splitting headache, the world was strange, I always felt like this wasn't my home, and something strange always popped into my head

…… I don't have a father, all the children here don't have a father, whoever gives birth to himself is his own mother. For some reason, a word came to my mind, and this era was probably still in a matriarchal society. Luckily, I'm a girl.

…… My mother was very kind to me, the tribe was quite harmonious, and life was very boring, so I began to think about the strange things in my mind. For example, the kind of thing that is mashed into pulp and dried with the bark of insect cocoons is called paper, and the kind of bird that can be pasted with paper is called paper kite.

…… The Yu tribe began to merge and kept attacking our tribe.

…… My mother died, all the people of the tribe died, and I didn't want to succumb to the Youyu tribe, so I started to run.

……

Yi He finished flipping through this bamboo slip, but the shock in his heart couldn't help himself for a long time.

This is probably an autobiography, a bit long.

The woman who carved this bamboo slip is called Lijun, and this is probably more than a thousand years ago.

At that time, from the primitive society to the unification of the tribes, it was from the Yu clan to the annexation of the tribes.

But later, after experiencing the destruction of the tribe, the woman named Lijun began to take revenge.

But this was not what surprised Yi He the most, what surprised him the most was the next few things that the woman did.

She lived in seclusion into a valley, which she named the Sacred Valley.

Three years later, she walked out of the Sacred Valley.

She is the first person in the Sacred Valley to enter the WTO, or it can be said that she is the founding patriarch of the Sacred Valley.

No one would have imagined that the Sacred Valley was originally created by a woman.

She founded the world's strange poison, hook kiss, moon sinking, and feather...... She wrote war books, created all kinds of strange formations, and in addition to that, there was something called firearms, something that shouldn't have been in that era at all.

Then she threw herself into the Youyu clan and helped the Youyu clan annex the world, until the day when the Youyu clan succeeded, she replaced her.

This is the first person in the Sacred Valley.

But the revenge has been avenged to the world, and Lijun is tired of it. She handed over the sacred valley to future generations, destroyed the strange poison and the method of making firearms, and buried everything that did not belong to that era. All that remained in the Sacred Valley was the war books, formations, and strategies she left behind.

She hid her behavior in the world, leaving behind a tripod and a token.

It is Jiuding and Jianghe Ling.

At the end of the bamboo slip, Lijun said helplessly.

…… Maybe one day someone will be able to solve this secret, but in fact, it's very boring, I just can't integrate into this era with my whole life, and there are some words that I want to leave a message to confide in. The so-called secret of Jiuding is related to the world, but it is just a gimmick.

It seems to be a little stubborn.

…… However, I left one of the firearms that I destroyed at the beginning, and I may be able to give it to someone. The vicissitudes of life, probably not possible.

The last of the bamboo slips is still the poem, which starts with poetry and ends with poetry.

The fire tree and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened.

The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.

Lijun said that she left only one firearm, which she said, called Fire Tree Yinhua.

Turning around, Yi He looked at the scroll in his palm.

Probably no one in this world could have imagined that the secret of Jiuding is a girl's story.

He didn't understand why the girl named Lijun would never regard this sky as his home, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It is probably that the dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.

After the hustle and bustle, the bustle is gone.

It's a kind of loneliness.

……

……

Gaocheng and Late Mengcheng had already been captured, but apart from the gains and losses of the terrain, Jing Changning did not win.

The loss of the four-nation alliance was another 100,000, but this time the Lin country retreated quickly, and in terms of loss alone, the loss of the Lin army was below the four-nation alliance.

The soldiers and horses led by Zhao Feng retreated to Luoxia, which was also a kind of retreat.

Luoxia is a moat.

There is a group of mountains, and that group of mountains is connected together, and they have a very straightforward name, which is called a thousand mountains.

This is the largest group of mountains on the territory of Kyushu, the highest terrain and the most dangerous, Luoxia is only the most dangerous of the thousand mountains.

It is said that climbing to the top of a thousand mountains, you can see the terrain of the entire gorge from the cliff of a thousand waters, and the cliff face is as straight as a knife.

The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape wants to spend his sorrow and climb.

One husband should be closed, and ten thousand people should not be opened.