The picture in the void spreads out in the sky, shrouding the city near Taishan, so that people can look up and see the scene in the shadow.

The four fields of Taishan cover the sky.

In the distance, dust was winding up, and a steady stream of troops was coming from afar.

On this day, under the Taishan Mountain, hundreds of ethnic groups gathered.

The ancient winds were fierce, and the violent mountain winds swept across the mountains, overwhelming the sky with the sound of hunting and hunting with flags blowing.

Each flag is engraved with a magical animal, wild and simple, which makes people look at it.

Each flag was stained with a large area of dark red, and even the flagpole in his hand was dark, as if it had been soaked in blood.

There are hundreds of flags engraved with different animals, which means that at this time, in Taishan, hundreds of ethnic groups gathered.

The sound of hunting flags has penetrated through the ages, and it has clearly reached the ears of countless Great Zhou people on the ground, looking at the scene in the void, everyone was silent for a while.

He looked solemnly and solemnly at the picture in the void.

As a huge team arrived, countless people had gathered under Taishan, all of whom were burly and strong, and they all looked at the foothills of Taishan with solemn expressions at this time.

I saw that at the foot of Taishan Mountain, there was also a huge team, located in the center of the hundred tribes.

Compared with the surrounding tribes, this team has a more solemn demeanor, and the animal skins worn around them are no longer rough, they are more clean and delicate.

The surrounding tribes quietly looked at the team at the foot of the mountain, their expressions changed brightly and darkly, and most of them were respectful.

A man walked out of the procession, with a calm face and a sword in one hand, slowly walking up the mountain, followed by the procession, with the cry of livestock and the hunting sound of flags engraved with dragons.

The dragon on the flag swims with the wind blowing, like a real dragon.

The team slowly ascended the mountain, the attention of the hundred tribes, and the vision of the picture also rose quickly from the hundreds of tribes below the mountain to the top of the mountain, and there seemed to be drums in everyone's ears, the wails of livestock sounded, and the smoke rose faintly.

A magnificent voice sounded in everyone's ears, and there seemed to be a figure standing on the top of Taishan:

"Born divine, weak and able to speak, young and neat, long and sensitive, mature and intelligent."

When everyone heard the voice, they saw the figure on the top of Taishan from childhood to adulthood, witnessing the growth of the figure.

"Conquer Dongyi, fight Jiuli, and unify all the tribes!"

As soon as the words turned, everyone on the ground seemed to see that there were hundreds of clans fighting in the void, blood flowed like a river, and the sound of fighting and shouting filled the sky, and a figure stood with a sword.

"Cultivate virtue and revitalize the army, govern the five qi, cultivate the five kinds, soothe the people, and control the Quartet!"

The sword was sheathed, and the momentum of the figure was more calm, standing with his hands down, and his eyes scanning the four fields, as if he was patrolling his territory.

"Defeat Emperor Yan in Piquan, and punish Chi especially in Zhuolu."

"A hundred battles, the world will be unified."

"Create civilization, cherish things and love the people, sow hundreds of grains and plants, start making clothes, building boats and cars, making music and rhythm, and civilization continues to ......"

The voices in the void became more and more magnificent and powerful, and the pictures flashed in the void, making everyone deeply immersed.

"Today, the hundred tribes, Taishan Feng Zen!"

"The world is the master, and all the tribes are called emperors!"

The voice in the void became more and more sonorous, the figure stood quietly on the mountain, and the ten thousand people behind him bowed their heads, and the hundreds of tribes and tens of thousands of people shouted together:

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

"Emperor!"

The sound of the giant drum in the void became more and more deafening, and the roaring sound resounded like thunder through the heavens and the earth, as if announcing the birth of the lord of the hundred clans to the heavens and the earth!

Even outside the void, all the Great Zhou people standing on the land of the Great Zhou were swaying with their hearts at this time, their blood was gushing, and some people on the streets of the city clenched their fists and shouted:

"Emperor!"

Among the high-rise buildings in the city, someone stood in front of the window, looking at the phantom of the sky, clenching his fists and condensing:

"Emperor!"

In the fields outside the city, an old peasant stood on a ridge, carrying a hoe, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Emperor!"

In the school, there are young children with pure eyes, with their fists raised high, shouting in a childish voice:

"Emperor!"

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor! ”

The shouts of the hundreds of tribes under the Taishan Mountain, as well as the shouts of tens of thousands of people in the land of the Great Zhou, at this moment, through the eternal time and space, merged into one, rose to the sky, and went straight to the top of the mountain.

There is a strong wind between heaven and earth, the sound of hunting with flags, followed by tens of thousands of rings, a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, tens of thousands of flags, a strange yellow dragon came from the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The yellow dragon roared, and the magnificent sound spread all over the wilderness.

"Tude Zhirui, Gu is yellow."

"The world is the master, and all the tribes are called emperors!"

"Huang, Emperor!"

There was a bang, the heavens and the earth shook, the wind blew fiercely, tens of thousands of flags hunted and hunted, and the shouts resounded through the sky.

In the roar, the figure standing on the top of Mount Taishan quietly overlooked the heavens and the earth, and then jumped on the back of the dragon and rode the dragon away.

As the figure rode away on the dragon, the picture in the void began to crumble and dissipate inch by inch, and the sky became gloomy again.

Everyone in the Great Zhou looked up at the picture of the collapse in the void, their minds seemed to be still immersed in the time and space of thousands of years ago and could not extricate themselves, their blood was still running wildly, and their faces were red.

As the picture disintegrated, a voice sounded again between heaven and earth, the sound was not as sonorous and magnificent as just now, but ethereal, as if it had traveled through thousands of years of time and space.

Everyone in Da Zhou held their breath and listened quietly.

"The two emperors of Yan and Huang, the people of Li Min,"

"Civilization through the ages, inherited through the ages."

......

"The trend of Dading, the convergence of all ethnic groups,"

"The state of virtue is powerful."

......

"The fruit is dense and the trees are dense, and the boat goes,"

"Mulberry hemp silkworm felt, weaving silk for clothes,"

......

"Morality is towering, sound and teaching are dissolved,

With heaven and earth for a long time, hundreds of millions of infinite. ”

The sound in the void penetrated thousands of years of time and space, and slowly said, and when everyone in the Great Zhou came back to their senses, the pictures in the void had all dissipated in the void, and only the last echo remained:

"Morality is towering, sound and teaching are dissolved,

With heaven and earth for a long time, hundreds of millions of infinite. ”

As the words fell completely, everyone's hearts slowly calmed down, and everyone sighed when they thought back to the picture they had just seen.

This is the beginning of Yan Huang.

This is the origin of civilization.

This is the root of the Great Zhou.

Someone lowered his head and muttered this word that he hadn't said for a long time:

"Yan Huang."

The young child beside him who was babbling heard the voice of the adult whispering, the young child's eyes widened, and he hummed a little indistinctly:

"Yan Huang."

The adult looked at the toddler, who grinned, opened his eyes wide, clapped his hands happily, and repeated the words he had just learned:

"Yan Huang, Yan Huang, Yan Huang ......"

The vague syllables in the small mouth are getting clearer and clearer, and the children's voices and children's words have swept away the wind and frost of the vocabulary for thousands of years.

The adult held up the happy toddler and responded:

"Yan Huang."