Qin Xuan looked at Qianwen with a smile, looking at Qin Xuan's expectant expression, Qianwen was really a little unbearable, he smiled shyly, and said: "Actually, leading to the South Pavilion, above the misty sea of smoke, you have to pass through three stone gates, and the one not far away is the first stone gate 'Qianchen'." ”

Si Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the black silhouette in the distance, in fact, since Si Chen put on the Cold Light Armor, his five senses' perception ability had become particularly sensitive.

The clouds in the sky were hazy, the four fields were silent, the mountains and rivers were sharp, and above the abrupt black outline, the rocks were very irregularly piled up into a circle.

Qianwen picked up a cloud, and the cloud floated in the palm of his hand for a moment, and after Qianwen pushed it away, it drifted towards the stone gate, the front dust.

"The second stone gate leading to the South Pavilion is called 'Tonight', and the third stone gate is 'The Day to Come'. ”

Qin Xuan looked at Qianwen's Qingyi movements, and was a little stunned, so that he couldn't really hear Qianwen's words.

Feng Yang looked curiously at the black silhouette in the distance, getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

The "front dust" of the stone gate was reflected in Feng Yang's eyes, Feng Yang only felt in a trance, but he quickly stabilized his mind.

Feng Yang looked at Qianwen with a clear look in his eyes, and asked curiously: "Three Stone Gates, Qianchen, tonight, the day to come, why do you have such a name." ”

"There is nothing big about it, that is, the color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and law are the six dusts, and the six dusts are illusory, so they are called the former dust. Qianwen propped his head, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed bathing in the sun.

Qianwen's fingers gently tapped the body of the boat, making a rhythmic "tuk tuk" sound, but his mouth slowly spit out the words: "The so-called Shimen 'tonight' is to remind the world to have fun in time, there is wine tonight and drunk tonight, and tomorrow is sad and tomorrow is sad." ”

Qin Xuan asked, "What is the meaning of the third stone gate's 'coming day'?"

Qianwen opened one eye, glanced at Qin Xuan, closed his eyes, and then said: "And Shimen's 'coming day' is just a wake-up call to the world, realizing that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced." The day of yesterday cannot be chased, but the day of the coming day can still be chased. ”

Situ Sishi then said: "Perhaps, the 'coming day' is more to tell the world that the coming day can be expected! You know, the coming day is expected, it is not an infinite wait. The coming day can be expected, and there is no need to be afraid. The winter solstice is cold, and the flowers bloom in spring. The heart is to the mountains and seas, benevolence, righteousness, generosity, and kindness......"

Qianwen closed his eyes and smiled, nodding slightly, and in his heart, he very much hoped that Situ Sishi would be able to pass the thousand-year assessment of Beishan in the future and enter Nange Beishan, after all, it is a very rare thing to have a confidant in life!

Qin Xuan pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Little Brother Qianwen, what is the difference between these three stone gates?"

Qianwen shook his head and said, "No." ”

Si Chen frowned, looked at Qianwen, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "I don't know, what is the connection between the three stone gates and that ancient myth?"

Qin Xuan also asked anxiously: "Yes! Yes, little brother Qianwen, what is the relationship between the ancient mythology you mentioned before and the Three Stone Gates of the South Pavilion?"

Qianwen replied: "These three stone gates actually have little to do with Emperor Jun in ancient mythology, but they have a great relationship with Emperor Jun's children. Legend has it that when the ten suns and the twelve moons rose at the same time, the earth was dark. On the top of Taixing Mountain, the three stone gates of 'Qianchen', 'Tonight', and 'the Day of the Coming Day' should be dim and born, and they should be round by nature, the same size as the sun and the moon. The stone gate appeared, the ten suns were united, the December light receded, and the light of the earth reappeared......"

Qianwen paused for a moment, and the speed of the boat he seemed to feel slowed down. He pulled out his penny and held it on for a few more moments, and the boat began to swing steadily in the misty sea again.

Qianwen continued: "Perhaps in most people's impressions, Dijun's children are ten suns and twelve moons, and there is also a version of the story about the unity of the ten suns, that is, the legend says that nine of the ten suns were shot down by a person called 'Dayi'. ”

Qin Xuan asked curiously, "So, which story is more realistic?"

Qianwen replied seriously: "Actually, these strange legends of gods and ghosts are not important. It's just a laugh!"

Qin Xuan nodded thoughtfully, and the boat moved forward slowly, because of Qianwen's interesting story, the itinerary along the way was very interesting.

The misty sea of smoke and the clouds are surging, and the clouds have such magical power, it is colorful and unpredictable, and it is it that adds infinite charm to these mountains.

Si Chen looked back, the smoke and clouds had not yet dispersed, and he did not see the mountains and mountains, reckless and green, and the mist seemed to cover them with a thin veil, like the white snow.

There are no mountains and no clouds, and no clouds do not surround the mountains.

"Breaking away" is already far away from them, so far away that the outline of the star is no longer visible.

Qianwen opened his mouth again: "Actually, there are many heirs of Emperor Jun, far more than the three-legged golden crow and the twelve moons. Di Jun is the supreme leader of the Protoss in ancient mythology and the founder of the Protoss. In ancient mythology, the descendants of Emperor Jun are also very strong. As the descendants of the strongest god king, Emperor Jun, they can basically support a tribe on their own. ”

Qianwen's words made Si Chen withdraw his thoughts from the way he came, he looked at the stone gate not far away, and then looked at Qianwen who had been closing his eyes, doubts rose in his heart.

"In ancient mythology, the country of Si You, the country of the white people, the country of Zhongrong, the country of black teeth, and the country of Hexu were all created by the descendants of the god king Emperor Jun. The record is as follows: 'The country of Si You, Emperor Jun gave birth to Yan Long, Yan Long gave birth to Si You, and there was the country of the white people, Emperor Jun gave birth to Emperor Hong, and Emperor Hong gave birth to Bai Min. ’”

Si Chen's arm was on the edge of the boat, and he said to Qianwen: "Speaking of which, I have a question, why are most of the heirs of the God King Emperor Jun in the mortal world and not in the heavenly realm?"

Qianwen replied: "The book says that the reason why Di Jun did this is very simple, he wants to sweep away the ten thousand demons in the ordinary world......"

At a glance, in the vast vastness of the smoke and waves, it is difficult to see the lofty mountains, Si Chen felt that the clouds and mist at the cliff must be free and easy, but there is no chance to see it at this moment.

In a sea of clouds, the clouds of smoke are transformed into a thousand strange shapes and colors, like a light curtain, floating in the air, as if selected from the incense burner, rising straight up, and as if becoming a large flag fluttering in the wind above the chimney.

The waves are magnificent, and it makes people feel waves.

"Actually, in ancient mythology, before the sun and moon appeared, the god king Emperor Jun already existed. In the era of the god king Emperor Jun, Hongmeng was just beginning to open, and all kinds of creatures wanted to have their own side of the world. ”

Qin Xuan listened to the mythical stories in Qianwen's mouth with fascination, and felt infinite emotion in his heart, only feeling that if there was a cup of tea at this moment, it would be a wonderful thing!

Qianwen's body shook gently with the boat, but his mouth said a magical story that everyone had never heard of: "As a result, all kinds of demon beasts in the mortal world are rampant, and mortals seem weak and helpless. In the legend, Gu Eagle, Ying Zhao, Ju Father, Barbarian Bird, Zhu Yan and other desolate demon beasts appeared in the world one after another in ancient times, and the demon clan was in the limelight for a while. ”

"Especially for the powerful top-level demon beasts like Zhu Yan and Zhu Yan, the ordinary Protoss can't subdue them at all. According to legend, the powerful demon monkey in ancient mythology, Zhu Yan, once it appears, it will bring gunpowder soldiers. As a result, Emperor Jun led the Protoss to sweep away the demons in the mortal world, and also left most of his powerful heirs in the mortal world......"

Qianwen suddenly stopped talking, Qin Xuan looked at Qianwen strangely, and asked, "Little brother Qianwen, why don't you speak?"

Qianwen showed a bright smile, he put his middle finger on his mouth, and gently "shh......h

The round stone gate, Qianchen, suddenly crashed into everyone's eyes.

Then, the boat spun rapidly, and everyone on the boat was stunned by the sudden change except for Qianwen, they staggered to stabilize their figures, and Si Chen hugged Situ Sishi tightly, for fear that she would fall into the abyss.

The flying wind beaver only felt a strong whirlwind, pulling his wings, and he lost his center of gravity for a while, and in the center of the whirlpool, fluttering with the wind.

Si Chen gritted his teeth and looked at Qianwen, and said in his heart: Good Qianwen, I knew from the beginning that there were such twists and turns, but I was prepared early in the morning, but let them suffer hardships!

In the violent shaking, everyone's eyes went dark, and they fell into chaos in a trance.

When Si Chen opened his eyes again, what he saw was his mother, Qizhu!

Si Chen looked at the woman in white in front of him in disbelief, the beauty was thrilling, and the stars of laughter were bright. It's been a long, long time, and this is the first time Si Chen has seen his mother, Qizhu, in a dream.

The wind blew in Si Chen's ears, and the wild flowers and weeds in the wild mountains were extremely luxuriant. His mother stood softly among the mountain flowers, smiling profusely.

Si Chen hurriedly ran towards his present, but the moment he touched the woman in white, everything was disillusioned!

Si Chen exclaimed "no", but his eyes became clear, the clouds and mist were still swirling, and Qianwen's delicate face crashed into his starry eyes, and then looking back, the round stone gate, Qianchen, was already behind Xiaozhou.

Si Chen looked down at Situ Sishi lying in his arms, and couldn't help but smooth the wrinkles in her slender eyebrows.

Not far away, the beaver was lying weakly on Qin Xuan and Feng Yang's bodies, and the feathers on his wings looked very messy.

Qianwen smiled gently at Si Chen, "Si Chen, I didn't expect you to wake up so soon." ”

Si Chen smiled wistfully and said, "It turns out that this is the ...... of the past."

The boat is still staggering forward, except for the sober people, the rest are in their own beautiful and moving past, and the eternal attachment in their hearts at that time is ......