The Yellow Emperor was born from the mountains, and he is familiar with the elves in the mountains. After the Yellow Emperor was born, he lived with the dragon for a period of time, and began to shuttle alone between the mountains and forests. For he found that he had no common language with the dragon, even though he was his own Father.

When the Yellow Emperor was young, he liked to chat with flowers and trees, of course, he didn't talk about anything in-depth. The Yellow Emperor was curious about the world, but no one could answer for him. After a season, many flower seeds flew all over the sky, and the Yellow Emperor pondered for a long time and began to try to grow flowers and plants by himself, and after many experiments, he finally succeeded.

In those many experiments, it was necessary to water the flowers with one's own blood in extremely dry and rainless conditions. Every time he did this, it rained the next day, and he couldn't figure out why.

And the flowers and plants that have been bred by the painstaking efforts of the Yellow Emperor have slowly become spiritual. When they grew up, they left the people who raised them. The Yellow Emperor was very sad at first, but Jiuxing had advised him that all things have spirits, and as long as those creatures cultivate well, they will be able to live forever and be able to accompany him for a longer time.

Although the Yellow Emperor can understand everyone's pursuit, but over time he will also feel lonely, he asked Jiuzi if there is a way to make them immortal without cultivation, Jiuzi thought about it, shook his head, many things, can not be done overnight.

But the Yellow Emperor was not reconciled, one day, he planted a big red flower on the mountain, he tried to drop a drop of blood into the flower every day, and later, the flower grew undefeated. When a flower blooms all year round, it remains the appearance of a flower, and no flower species appear. The Yellow Emperor was overjoyed that he finally had something to accompany him for a long time.

Suddenly, one day, the flower spoke, "You come to see me every day and don't do anything else?" ”

"yes." The Yellow Emperor nodded, "Isn't that good?" ”

"It's good." The voice of the flower is still very immature, but the heart is very happy.

Since Honghua could speak, the Yellow Emperor had been with him for more days, and occasionally he would climb to the top of the mountain even for dinner. Later, the Yellow Emperor was troublesome. They simply built a hut on the hill. Stay there all day. After that, more creatures appeared, but no one cared about the top of a mountain, the people and flowers on the top of the mountain.

Honghua looks at the prosperity of the mountain day by day. Sigh. "It would be nice to be able to go out and see."

"Isn't it okay for us to be with each other like this?" The Yellow Emperor asked.

"But you can go hunting in the mountains every day. I went down the mountain to change food, and I could only watch here, and I wished I could be with you. ”

"Listen to the Nine Purple Star Monarch. As long as you practice diligently, you will be able to transform into spiritual creatures, not only immortal, but also move around. ”

"Who is the Nine Purple Star Monarch?" Honghua has never seen anyone other than the Yellow Emperor, and occasionally sees animals passing by, he greets people, and people ignore him.

"Yes, stars in the sky." The Yellow Emperor pointed to the Nine Heavens.

Honghua tried to raise her neck and looked at it for a long time, then sighed, "It turns out that there are still people in the sky." ”

"Of course, this heaven and earth was opened by Lord Ryujin, and he opened the heaven and earth, so we were born. The Star Monarch is with him, and they are the creators of the world. ”

"I don't understand." Honghua thought for a moment and shook the leaves, "Dragon God, Xingjun, they seem to be very magical existences. ”

"Yes, it's a magical existence." The Yellow Emperor nodded, "If you come on to cultivate, it will definitely be amazing in the future." ”

Many years later, when the Yellow Emperor is no longer there, the red flower recalls the past, and always remembers this sentence, "You will definitely be amazing in the future", he worked hard for so many generations to understand, in fact, magic is a kind of sadness. At least for him, the thought of wanting to jump onto the altar was sad in itself.

Honghua began to cultivate, he cultivated more diligently, and the Yellow Emperor added an extra drop of blood to him every day for this. The situation under the mountain is getting worse and worse, various wars have broken out frequently, and human beings have no peace, grabbing territory, food, and tribesmen, and it is inevitable that they will be injured in the process of killing. Several times Honghua saw that the Yellow Emperor was injured, and he was extremely annoyed in his heart, he wanted to cultivate into a spirit as soon as possible, and maybe he could help this person who gave him life.

But the Yellow Emperor's combat effectiveness is extraordinary, even if he is injured every time, he has never lost, and Honghua is quite pleased. The Yellow Emperor went down the mountain early this day, the little red flower felt a little lonely, it happened that a little rabbit passed by, they already knew each other, and occasionally stayed together to chat for a while, and the little rabbit talked about the war under the mountain.

"Today, Lord Huangdi went to war, oh, what kind of war is the Six Realms."

"What are the Six Realms?" Safflower heard the word for the first time.

"Hey, it's the six spaces that were divided just a few days ago, the earth belongs to humans, the underground is the underworld, there are two worlds of immortals and gods in the ninefold sky, and as for the demon world and the demon world, I don't know where it is."

"But, weren't all these in the beginning?" Little Red Flower doesn't understand, how can things in the same world suddenly divide the boundaries?

"Yes, but it's too difficult to rule, Lord Ryujin is no longer in charge, who will take care of them?"

"Then what are you fighting for today?"

"Humans themselves, some tribes are fighting each other, and some have invited other realms in the Six Realms to help, and the Yellow Emperor personally led people into battle." The little white rabbit shook his ears and whispered, "Don't you know, the spiritual creatures that the Yellow Emperor cultivated before have all come back to help him, those guys are amazing, they are all divine objects that have cultivated the Dao." ”

"Cultivated before?" Little Honghua was stunned, "Did he raise a lot of flowers before?" ”

"Lord Huangdi is a powerful person, many flowers and plants on the land of this mountain and river are planted by him, some have been cultivated into spirits, and some have died halfway. Some of those who have become spirits have gone up to the Nine Heavens, and some have gone directly to the temple. The little rabbit looked proud, "We are really lucky to follow the Yellow Emperor." ”

Little Honghua had a dark face and stopped talking to the little rabbit, who thought he was worried about the safety of the Yellow Emperor, comforted him a few more words, and left. Little Red Flower never thought that there were flowers in this world that had been carefully cultivated by the Yellow Emperor like him, and those flowers and plants had also cultivated into spirits and ascended to the Nine Heavens. He was extremely envious of those who were in the Nine Heavens before, and it turned out that some of them were actually from the hands of the Yellow Emperor. His heart turned upside down, and he thought that this world had fallen apart before he had seen it properly, and his heart was like a knife.

Since then, the Yellow Emperor and Honghua have begun to look like each other, Honghua has stepped up his cultivation, and he has asked the Yellow Emperor to give him a few more drops of blood every day. Because the Yellow Emperor wanted to fight, it was not as he wished, so the two began to quarrel, until the dispute between the Six Realms and the quarrel to dominate the world, the Yellow Emperor realized that in the past, he was too good to this flower, making him feel that he had the right to influence his thoughts.

Finally, they fell out, the Yellow Emperor went down the mountain, and the flowers wept and died, fell apart, came to the earth, and began a new story. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. (To be continued.) )