Chapter Twenty-Nine: Myths Are Beautiful Lies Woven by Man

"It was a long, long time ago, when humans were not called human beings, but just apes who gathered together to beg for a living, and there were many, many more intelligent creatures than them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

All life follows the most primitive laws of living things, the weak eat the strong, the human ancestors at that time, before they learned to make and use weapons, almost so weak that any barbarian tribe could bully them, so they sacrificed most of the food they collected to pray for the protection of the most powerful race, before we entered this earthly land, they were given a nice but humiliating name by humans - the Five Holy Beasts! ā€

"Our ancestors began to create and use tools, and their food gradually became abundant, and they were able to store it in addition to contributing and consuming. It wasn't until they picked up the first flame that they began to call themselves humans. ā€

"Countless years have passed, and the once weakest intelligent race has begun to become stronger, and a large number of powerful warriors have emerged among them, with the tools and weapons in their hands, they can defeat those beasts that were once almost invincible in their eyes, and the names of these warriors have also been passed down from generation to generation, such as Gonggong once dug a river and flooded a large Hanqi tribe, such as Zhu Rong once burned countless beast caves, such as Hou Yi used the bow and arrow in his hand to shoot countless overlords who were much larger than him.

Oh my child, I know what you want to ask, my brother used to have the same doubts as you, and I will tell you now in his words when he grows up - Gonggong or Zhurong cannot create water and fire out of thin air, they are only clever people who are good at using the power of nature against their opponents; Hou Yi only had a crude bow and arrow in his hand instead of an interstellar missile, and he couldn't bombard the sun, and there was really only one sun, he was just an ordinary person with a little more strength, a little more accurate, and a little luckier. ā€

"Now, put aside your doubts for a moment, let's continue this story, this is just the beginning, and I don't have much time."

"After many more years, humanity no longer needs the shelter of the once unattainable intelligent races, and has even begun to help them, but because of the friendship and habits of antiquity, they have always been harmonious and equal.

Until my brother and I were born......"

"In this way, my brother and I defeated the brutal Chiyou clan, and under the serious injury, I was accidentally swallowed by the only Pixiu, because even I didn't understand the reason, I became the way I am now, in my brother's words, this may be called taking away?

Nature is always so magical, and many things that we can't answer will happen one by one.

For example, the evolution of my brother's mouth cannot be explained by thought at all, and it is clear that the human race has evolved far faster than all other intelligent races, especially after my brother appeared and ruled over them.

Then my brother and I had an argument over what to do with the other intelligent races, and he always thought that non-people must have different hearts. ā€

"I betrayed my own race, and fled underground with the last intelligent race other than humans, and this hiding is thousands of years."

"Pixiu is really supposed to be a creature enshrined in the temple of the Divine Temple, my body will split into a new body when I am old and dying, and then my mind will be transferred to the past, and I will live for thousands of years, it's incredible, isn't it?

But nothing can be immortalized, and now that my body is decaying, without the slightest sign of splitting, my child, my time has come.

Luckily, you're here at this time.

There are countless accidents and coincidences in the world, and these accidents and coincidences are concentrated in one person, and it becomes inevitable, perhaps this is the so-called fate.

My children, my brother is my destiny, and you are my destiny, because you are all one person. ā€

After listening to the wise man's narration, a sad emotion occupied all his body and mind, and even felt deep chagrin and remorse for the previous disrespect, the wise man was right, he was indeed his child, and all the children of China were his children.

He was called a farmer by the tribe, he tasted all the herbs in the world, he taught people to slash and burn, he defeated the Chiyou tribe who fed on other intelligent races, and allowed human civilization to take root and flourish.

He is a great man who has long been humbly presented to the altar by future generations, he is respected as Shennong, and he is the common ancestor of China - Emperor Yan!

Tears welled up in his eyes, I don't know why, Zhu Ding, who has never easily believed anyone, has all believed in the story of the wise man, and can't find any reason to refute it, and can't help but fall into unprecedented sadness.

The wise man's narration let Zhu Ding know a real antiquity that has never been recorded in any literature, nor has it been presented in any legends.

As he said, Shennong had a half-brother who was called Xuanyuan by the people of the tribe, and the other ancestor of the Chinese nation, the Yellow Emperor.

When the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was born, Emperor Yan Shennong already had a reputation as a sage in the human tribe, and his bravery and generosity were also recognized by other intelligent races that were friendly with humans, and were feared by hostile barbarians, except for the Chiyou tribe.

At that time, the Chiyou tribe was the most powerful race in the ancient world, and there was no one who was so powerful that even if the cutting-edge races like the Five Holy Beasts that had been bred for countless years joined together, they were not their opponents.

They were born with two horns and a head like that of an ox, full of sharp teeth, eight arms, and strong lower limbs, and a perfect physique that could crush any race except Kuafu.

According to the description of the wise man, the Kuafu family has never opened the spiritual wisdom, they are just willing to get close to the Qilin clan by nature, but unfortunately the number is too small, and the reproductive ability is too weak, and the reproduction to the generation of the Yan Emperor is only more than fifty.

Because of the existence of Kuafu, the Chiyou clan did not dare to persecute the Qilin clan too much, but the other races did not have the closeness and protection of Kuafu, so standing on the Chiyou table at the top of the biological chain, there were often ingredients such as dragon liver and phoenix brain Xuanwu heart, as for human beings, they were far from being put into their eyes at that time.

This situation, until the growth of the Yellow Emperor, finally began to change qualitatively.

The Yellow Emperor was a human being with extremely advanced thinking and outrageous knowledge, and the wise Emperor Yan was extremely keenly aware of what kind of changes his brother would bring to the entire human race, so he stood firmly behind him from the beginning and gave him the strongest support.

The human race is an extremely creative race, and after the leadership of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, it has flourished at an unprecedented speed, but in more than thirty years, the population has more than quadrupled, and metal utensils and weapons have appeared in their hands even at that time!

The rapid strength of the human race has aroused the vigilance of the ancient overlord Chiyou clan, who coerced other intelligent races to launch a war of encirclement and suppression against the human race, and as the five holy beast tribes second only to Chiyou, because of their eternal friendship and habits, this time they still chose to stand on the side of the human race, even if it was equivalent to being an enemy of the whole world.

This war lasted for more than ten years, and it was not like the battle of the deer in later myths and legends, with many immortal magic and magic involved in it, they were just some ordinary creatures, relying only on their own sharp claws and fangs and strong physique.

Except for humans.

Humans whose physique is not comparable to that of other races have begun to use more and more weapons on the battlefield.

Casualties are increasing exponentially, and the war involving almost all sapient beings has rapidly reduced the number of tribes they have accumulated since the beginning of the ancient times, and many of the already scarce races have been exterminated.

Except for humans.

When this war finally came to an end, when the last and most powerful Chiyou warrior and the leader of the Chiyou Division, Chiyou Jiuli, died in the battle, all the intelligent races were shocked to find that the once relatively weak human race had occupied their former territory and were scattered in every corner of the continent.

And the direction of the human race's weapons at this time is exactly their closest comrades-in-arms, the Five Holy Beasts, and other surviving intelligent beings!

By this time, the human beings had become extremely powerful, they had the size of the sea, and in their hands were stone weapons that could easily pierce their tough bodies and a small number of "extremely sharp" metal weapons, and even the most powerful Kua Father had fallen in a pool of blood under their sea of attacks.

And the initiator of all this is the Yellow Emperor, who has always stood behind Emperor Yan to give advice, and at this time his prestige has far surpassed that of his brother and has become the real leader of the human race.

A serious disagreement arose between the two brothers, and Emperor Yan believed that his brother should not be treacherous, and that humans could coexist peacefully with other intelligent races and prosper together. The Yellow Emperor firmly believed that only when humans became the only intelligent race could they truly rule the continent forever.

Peace did not come with the demise of Chiyou, and another war inevitably broke out between the two brothers.

There are only a small number of human beings who follow Emperor Yan, and Qilin, who was once one of Emperor Yan's most reliable companions, split into nearly half in exchange for the peace of the only two dozen remaining Kuafu and threw himself into the camp of the Yellow Emperor.

Kuafu, who was only close to the unicorn, was at a loss and could only stand by and watch.

On the one hand, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, on the other hand, they are sharp, and the victory or defeat is self-evident.

Eventually, the Yellow Emperor opened up his mortally injured brother and the extremely scarce remnants who could no longer pose any threat, allowing them to disappear into the human world.

Before the final separation came, there were no more quarrels between the two brothers, but instead began to reminisce. The Yellow Emperor taught his brother something he called a formation, the only function of which was to make the line of sight be refracted and distorted by a few stones, thus hiding something, and the two brothers never saw each other again.

Thousands of years have passed, the Yellow Emperor has completed his great achievements, and there have been no other intelligent beings on the mainland.

The once intelligent race has completely disappeared from the sight of human beings, but the traces of their former existence have been mythologized by human beings themselves, or pushed to the altar to become divine beasts that protect human beings, or they have been transformed into invincible fierce gods by boundless demons; It is not ironic that those who were defeated and expelled by their ancestors were worshipped by their descendants.

Emperor Yan, who had been devoured by Pixiu and had incarnated as a wise man, fled across the vast land with twenty Kua Fathers and the last of the wise races, and finally found four places for them to live in.

Emperor Yan used the method taught by the Yellow Emperor to cover the entrances everywhere, thinking that he could survive like this, but now, these remnants of the ancient era have also come to an end.

"My child, I feel the same breath in you as my brother, so I trust you and pray to you, save us forsaken creatures."

Emperor Yan, who had become a wise man, finished telling Zhu Ding, leaned on the back of the giant turtle very tiredly, and said his last appeal with anticipation.