According to the historical book "Three Emperors Benji": "Shennong's family, Jiang's surname is King Huode. The mother is called Nudeng, the daughter of the Nuwa clan, born from the dragon, growing up in ginger water, called Lishan, and also called the Lieshan clan.

Shennong's family, one of the three ancient emperors of China, but after several dynasties and great changes, even if it is the god of creation, it is difficult to escape the silent pouring of the wheel of time, and it will eventually irresistibly dissolve in the vast quicksand of the long river of time.

Lao Tzu said: Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature.

What is 'natural'? It is precisely the principle that the sun and the moon are constantly running, and all things are immortal, the so-called avenue is ruthless, too forgetful, and things in the world are regarded as such.

However, despite the rotation and migration of its stars, the world situation is turbulent and treacherous, although the Shennong tribe has withdrawn from the political stage of dynastic disputes, the people of the Shennong clan have quietly multiplied incognito.

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In 1760 AD, the history books should be the twenty-fifth year of Qianlong, and the same year was also the great prosperity of the White Lotus Sect.

The place of the incident is located in the south of Changbai Mountain, Tianchi Lake, at this time coincides with the end of summer and early autumn, the vast forest sea, stretching for thousands of miles, looking at it from afar, thousands of trees are standing alone in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, and unconsciously will give birth to a sense of awe of the infinite and small universe.

At dawn, the Tianchi has its own unique style, when the orange-red warm sun slowly sends the first rays of light in the morning, the whole Tianchi is completely shrouded in colorful streamers.

From a distance, the lake is vast, the water vapor rises, and the turquoise water is deep and clear, like a magnificent piece of jasper inlaid between the mountains and mountains.

Ruosi's beautiful scenery, how can it not be intoxicating, like a fairyland.

However, the anomaly abruptly abruptly arose at this moment, and in an instant, the entire space Qi Field was inexplicably stagnant, and then the earth shook and the mountains shook and the river and the sea trembled violently.

In a trance, it seemed that a giant god fell from the sky, holding a sharp blade to split the originally quiet and peaceful picture in front of him, only to see that just now it was still a fairyland of blue waves and clouds, and the green water was murmuring.

The strong air flow came from all directions at a rapid speed, and in an instant, it was entangled in one place like a meat grinder, and the out-of-control air waves were like crazy trapped beasts, headless and brainless rampage, and in an instant, a pool of still water was like a boiling water, and the waves of white flowers were surging and smashing on the shore, stirring up countless broken waves.

In mid-air, the broken branches and torn blades of grass were all twisted into pieces by the bitter wind, mixed with salty aquatic plants and choking soil and sand, and the black smoke miasma was like the black smoke behind the tail of the black wind monster, especially the indescribable strange atmosphere that was faintly scattered in the air, which really made the skin and flesh shudder.

All kinds of changes came overnight, like lightning flint, the earth-shaking is just between the breath, through the heavy miasma that blocks the line of sight, in the middle of the pool of water, a funnel-shaped huge vortex is expanding more and more under the strong traction of the hurricane, with the continuous change of the vortex in the pool, the pool water is also driven by the wind and quickly condensed into a thick water wall up to dozens of zhang, at this moment the water wall is higher and higher, and finally it is a tornado roaring and spiraling straight up to mid-air.

I don't know how when, the blue sky above the head, which was originally still a clear sky, was so gloomy and gloomy in an instant as if it had been splashed with ink, and under the cover of the thick clouds, it was faintly visible that red-golden lightning was breaking through the clouds and cracking the sky.

The dull thunder is like a grinding disc crushing, an inch slowly approaching forward, this thunder is not harsh, but the unprovoked oppression makes people breathless, under the invasion of the raging wind, the water droplets that burst out of all directions have been quickly condensed by the cold air into a hail the size of a rice ball, without any warning, the dense hail will be smashed down with a hood on the face, the momentum is like a thousand troops, and the arrow rain is like a forest.

And directly above the vortex, which is beyond the reach of the naked eye, a looming mysterious mountain peak, like the rising sun in the east, rises at the top of the water curtain.

Fortunately, the old dynasty that is still under feudal rule, and the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain has not yet been listed as a five-star national scenic reserve, otherwise if it is unfortunate that an unlucky donkey friend accidentally bumps into such a rare strange scene in a hundred years, I am afraid that even if he is not scared to death on the spot, he is not far from being scared to death.

Since it is called a vision, it is like a beautiful bowl, fleeting, just a moment, the wind and clouds are already suddenly changing in front of you, and then you want to carefully look for the mysterious mountain peak that is difficult to see its shape, it has long disappeared inexplicably.

Don't leave the viewer a little room to breathe, but see that the last moment is still cloudy and windy, the next moment is the clouds and fog dispersed, the warm wind is like spring back to the earth and everything recovers, and just now the Tianchi that is still roaring and boiling like a beast is now quiet like a sleeping baby lying in its mother's arms, indescribably obedient, inexhaustibly harmless, so that people have to wonder if they have suddenly had hysteria.

However, perhaps no one noticed that just when the lightning and thunder were at their most intense, an extremely thin black shadow quickly fell into the heavenly pool, and because the changes around him at that time were too thrilling, no one would see the small splash stirred up by the black shadow at all.

As if it had never appeared, or was it just an illusion, when the surface of the pool returned to tranquility, there was nothing left for this sudden change except for the scattered flowers and broken grass and gravel and mud that could still be seen everywhere on the lakeside.

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More than 100 years of time, whether it is long or short, is not short, it is longer than **mortals, it is already a lifetime, and it is short for spirit cultivators, but it is just a flick of the fingers.

In fact, at the moment of falling into Tianchi, Jiang Chunjun was already dead, or the innocent Jiang Chunjun who loved to talk and laugh was dead, like Nirvana, reborn from the fire, and now she has changed her mind and become a new person.

Jiang Ruoli, twenty-five years old, introverted, from a mediocre background, a small nurse with hairy feet who had just graduated from medical university, went north alone to make a living, like duckweed, helpless.

Time is indeed an indestructible weapon, it flows slowly like a stream, but silently smooths the edges and corners of thousands of gravel.

Perhaps Jiang Ruoli was still a little unable to adapt to the worldly life at the beginning, but as she continued to be immersed in sex for a long time, she was finally defeated by the cruelty of reality and gradually integrated into it.

When she was studying art in the mountains that year, she often heard the elders of Chuangong mention the face, saying that it was 'red dust refining the heart', at that time she didn't understand much, but now she has no teacher.

Memories are a word worth playing, men's memories mostly begin with Lao Tzu's time, while women's memories mostly end with him regretting it sooner or later.

Jiang Ruoli has never been a person who likes to remember, but when she dreamed back at midnight, those memories that had been deliberately buried deep by her jumped out as if they were deceitful corpses, and before she could react, she pounced on her with hula and pounced, with her green face and fangs, and her ten fingers like blades, tearing her to pieces in minutes.

A dream for a hundred years, recalling the long years in the mountains, I can't remember it vaguely, only the glance that looked back before falling into the Tianchi that day, to this day, it is still as clear as yesterday.

At that time, she was covered in blood and her eyes were full of slaughter, as hideous as a demon who had just escaped from hell, and her red and blood-stained eyes were burning with a bone hatred that was enough to destroy the world.

When the three-foot Qingfeng was wrapped in a biting chill from behind, she turned back neatly, but she was completely shocked by the familiar face in front of her and completely forgot to dodge, and even when the sword blade had passed through her chest, she still couldn't notice the slightest pain.

She should have high-fived and praised such exquisite swordsmanship, his swordsmanship was taught by her, and now that he has swordsmanship, she should be very relieved, right? It's a pity that he obviously didn't plan to listen to her anymore, and directly slammed her down the mountain with one palm.

The five organs are torn, a sword pierces the heart, which one of the stalls alone is enough for her to die so that she can no longer die, but unfortunately the scourge is left for thousands of years, maybe the prince of Yama also thinks that she is too resentful so he refuses to take it in!

Those days of rushing for her life were the darkest and most unsightly painful experiences in her life, and the memories were like soft thorns piercing into the flesh, unable to take them, unable to find them, and the slightest touch would hurt them to the bone.

How long has it been since I've had that dream? In fact, Jiang Ruoli is a little unclear from herself, the bloody picture in the dream is too real, there seems to be an invisible hand in the darkness that dragged her into the abyss, she was powerless to struggle, and she couldn't even cry.

But her feeling was so clear, so clear that she could even feel that the tip of his cold sword was piercing her chest inch by inch, not painful, but chilling to the bone.

I couldn't help but curse in a low voice, she ordered the hall! In her previous life, she must have been a big devil who killed people without blinking, otherwise why would God be so partial to her, and let her be tortured by the same nightmare over and over again for nearly a hundred years.

Standing up and pressing the cigarette butt burning to his fingertips into the ashtray, Jiang Ruoli rubbed his brows that had been twisted into a dead knot, reached out and took the long coat next to the sofa, raised his feet and strode out of the door.

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