Huan Wanghua conquered the Quartet, destroyed Xuanyuan and Nanping barbarians in the east, established the Dahuan Dynasty, reigned for 34 years, turned into a god, took the eight royal dragon horse chariots, and went with the mighty war soul and heroic spirit, the historian recorded the details of the situation at that time, and left all kinds of legends.

Under the witness of the princes and uncles, and under the worship of thousands of princes and Wang Jihuan, his grandson Chongbai walked up the stairs with bronze tripods and sat on the throne.

In the midst of the mountains and tsunamis, the heavy white eyes in the crown robe were solemn, and he finally knew what it felt like for his grandfather Huan Hua to sit on this throne, which was the royal power, and it was also a sword and a sea of fire.

Chongbai became the second generation of Huan King of the Dahuan Dynasty and the co-master of the world.

The alternation of royal power in the Dahuan Dynasty came to an end in the midst of stormy waves and danger.

King Huan re-repaired the history book and made a book for Huan Wanghua, and the Great Witch Sacrifice Cloud turned into a stroke in the history book, and gently brought it through, leaving only an ominous record of his rebellion and death.

At the same time, it is recorded that there is a war of attacking Xuanyuan in the north and exterminating the barbarians in the south, as well as the heyday of Xundu, and there are also Qingguo Marquis, Jia Guobo, Wu Sacrifice Dry, Xuanyuan State Sacrifice, Xundu Xuegong Fuzifeng and other characters, some sprinkle a thousand words, and some people just pass by.

How many turbulent wars, heroic heroism or intrigues have only turned into plain and simple written history.

But all this has nothing to do with ordinary human civilians, all they want is peace, fields, and survival.

Dahuan completely entered the peaceful and stable development, peace came to the earth, and the princes and Fang Bo and tribal chiefs who were originally ready to move left Xundu and returned to their own feudal countries and city tribes.

Xundu City has regained its prosperous scene, thousands of people have passed through the city gate of Xundu in and out, this month's market is about to start again, but on the North Street, not far from Xundu Xue Palace, there have begun to appear shops selling sundries, which may be the first fixed shop in the mountain and sea world.

Everything reveals a new life and vigor, and people feel that the pace of history is striding forward.

Old oxen hauled their goods, commoners barefoot and knee-length sackcloths carried parcels or drove sheep into them, and slaves and craftsmen repaired houses that had been burned down by the previous turmoil.

Outside the city, you can see thousands of fertile fields, farmers tending to wheat fields under the scorching sun, and children running through the wheat fields with dogtail grass, playing and laughing innocently.

Three miraculous horses walked out of Xundu City with the surging flow of people and stepped on the avenue outside.

Immediately, there were three people in different costumes, two thin and one fat, dressed in short clothes commonly used by witches and witch festivals in Xundu, pulling the reins and walking slowly along the avenue, admiring the most primitive ancient scenery and people along the way.

"The vicissitudes of mountains and rivers, but a big dream!"

"Who would have thought that my Lao Jia was also a member of the general trend and bloody struggle of the Dingding Human Race!"

Walking out of Xundu, Jia Yi seemed to become extremely emotional, witnessing the death of King Huan, who had fought the world together, and watching the new king ascend the throne, giving up the feudal country and Jia Guobo's identity, as if his heart had undergone a baptism again.

Qingyang lamented that the years are fleeting: "Tengsheng may not be able to stay up and go back with us, he is old, it may only be a few years!"

Fang Xiu rode on the horse, walking forward gracefully, carrying a hat on his back, which he brought in when he entered Xundu, and left with him at this moment: "He has spent his whole life in this world, maybe compared to this world, this place has become his home!"

The time spent in the mountains and seas realm is also counted as lifespan, but the existence of these people who have bathed in the blood of Kun has a lifespan similar to that of a wizard who has mastered supernatural powers, and has a limit of two hundred years, but others do not have this kind of treatment.

The three of them walked all the way through the land of Wangji, saw a lot of villages and townships on the way, and finally arrived at the edge of the land of Wangji.

However, this miraculous horse under the crotch was paid tribute by the northern princes, and even the mountain road can run like flat ground, which is also useful.

The three of them ran wildly all the way, carrying a pot of wine, chatting while drinking, comfortable and chic, the previous one drank it, and then threw it to the next.

The evening breeze on the side of the road slanted them as if they might fall off their horses at any moment, laughing and shouting wildly along the way.

The three of them are not young, and the time they have spent in the mountains and seas are already middle-aged, but at this moment, they feel the pleasure of being a young man in fresh clothes and angry, and the feeling of being unafraid of any challenge and being arrogant has returned to his body again.

At the end of the avenue, it became three branches, as if it had been specially prepared for the three of them.

The three of them arrived at the fork in the road on their horses, and immediately held on to the reins, as if they knew that it was time to separate.

The sunset reflects the color of blood red, and the shadows of the trees on the side of the road are pulled out of the elders.

The three of them looked at each other and were silent for a moment, but they couldn't help laughing together.

"It's time to say goodbye again!" Qingyang grabbed the reins, led the horse and whirled, looking at Fang Xiu and Jia Yi,

"Why pretend to be sad!There will be a time to reunite!" Fang Xiu grabbed the reins with one hand, squinted his eyes while holding the wine jug, and showed a free and easy smile.

After speaking, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the altar, then threw it out and smashed it.

"Eight years later, the edge of the South China Sea in Dongzhou, the land of Qingguo!" Jia Yi whipped his horsewhip after speaking, and was the first to rush out.

Qingyang nodded at Fang Xiu, and then walked down another fork in the road.

Fang Xiu took off the hat he was carrying on his back, put it on his head, shouted angrily, and set off with a whip.

The three horses galloped along the avenue at the fastest speed, kicking off a road of smoke and dust, and among the wisps of dust, the figures of the three gradually disappeared at the end of the sky in the fork in the sunset.

A year later, Qingyang opened a dojo in the east of Dahuan, Taishou Mountain, claiming to be Qingyang Sanren, recruiting disciples, and preaching in all directions.

Among the surrounding human tribes and cities, there are often incidents of monsters attacking the city, evil things harming people, this belongs to the boundary between the human race and the demon race, and the conflict between the two sides is extremely serious.

Qingyang Sanren often go down the mountain to expel evil things and monsters and protect one side, and some of the people in the tribe who are qualified and beautiful are naturally favored by Qingyang Sanren and are selected to be children in the dojo.

Then they were selected from among the boys and accepted as missionary disciples.

Jia Yi searched all over the north, opened a cave in a mountain full of spiritual energy, called it Lingshu Mountain, called himself Jia Yi, a qi refiner, widely recruited disciples, and created a line of qi refiners.

The north belongs to the dense land of the human race, and there are many princes and princes, and there are many disciples for Jia Yi to choose from, but there is also a lot of competition, and it is easy to conflict with various witch sacrifices and witch groups, and no one knows if the Xuanyuan Kingdom, which has long been out of the world and closed the mountain gate, will reappear on that day.

Further north, in the north, there is a wider territory that humans have not yet set foot, and no one knows what is hidden there.

In the south, annexations and wars between various vassal states and tribes intensified.

And at this moment, a big ship of white bones hanging with a lonely lamp passed through the vast Netherworld Sea and arrived at the legendary Immortal Island.