In the coma, I vaguely heard the sound of big sunglasses coming into my ears, muttering and complaining that although I don't look heavy, I can crush people to death on my back, and faintly dreamed that the eight eight sixty-four dry pillars in the front hall of the underground palace moved slowly, as if following the pace of the stars in the sky and gradually changing their position in the underground palace, and finally the sixty-four pillars were close to each other, surrounding a large circle shape, the first connected one rotated clockwise, one seemed to be the beginning of Hongmeng, which could pierce the sky and penetrate the yin and yang; As if the breeze blew and could no longer be found, only a small stone pillar like a mustard seed rose from the middle of the great circle, and the top of the stone pillar was engraved with a simple text with complicated strokes that seemed to contain all things and could not be described.

This stone pillar seems to be big but not big, it seems to be small but not small, and the poor vision makes me feel the urge to vomit blood. Immediately afterwards, there was a faint golden light flowing in the quaint text on the top of the stone pillar, and then the entire column body was full of golden light, and I couldn't open my eyes. The pillar body bathed in golden light was either raised or concave, and finally turned into an old man with fluttering blond hair, extraordinary clothes, and a crown inlaid with pearls and jade, with emperor-like clothes and honor.

Although this old man has a noble face, and his every move reveals the spirit of a king who looks down on the world, his eyes are extremely peaceful when he looks at me. I didn't see him open his mouth, but I heard the voice in my ear: "Descendant of Xuanyuan, Zhou Tian Holy Son, I don't want to meet you here." I hope you can fulfill the Yellow Emperor's last wish, remove the tumor of the heavenly realm, let the dragon veins in Shenzhou no longer be missing, and restore the prosperity of the heavens in ancient times. Although Zi is not a saint, I can have a hunch that your future merits are not even inferior to Xuanyuan. The book of heaven descends into the world, and the saint does it. Therefore, I will give you the Book of Heaven and Luo Juan, and I hope that you can participate in the creation of Heaven and bless me in China. “

The old man in the imperial robe finished speaking to himself, and he didn't wait for me to respond. Stretching out my fingers, I saw a white light hit my forehead along the old man's fingertips. After the white light entered my brain, the whole person was as soft and weak as a spring breeze, and I only felt that the pores of my whole body were stretched, how comfortable and comfortable I was. After a long time, I felt the white light in front of my eyes gradually dissipate, and the spiritual light in my mind gradually returned to my mind from the sky, and then I struggled to open my eyes.

The eyelids had just opened for a few seconds, and the voice of big sunglasses came from his ears: "I said Comrade Xiao Wang, are you making fun of Brother Dog?" Passing out at every turn all day, is it pretending to be lazy? You have to be tired and tell Brother Dog that you are so kind-hearted and kind-hearted, just take a little loss and carry you on the road. ”

I just recovered from the dream, and I don't know whether the dream is true or false, the eyes of the old man in the imperial robe are profound, no matter how you look at it, they are similar to the eyes of the old turtle in the river. And Luo Shu in mythology is the Luo water god turtle on the back of the god of Yu dedicated to the god of Yu, is the source of Chinese civilization, Yu Huang is because of this book to control the water successfully, the world for Kyushu, and according to this nine chapters **, with the dragon horse on the back dedicated to the Fuxi "river map", is the most primitive flame that lights up the Chinese civilization endless bonfire, only existing in the myth of the Chinese holy relics, how can it fall into their own hands inexplicably.

The black knife said that I was the founding emperor after getting rid of the blood locust, and the descendants of the Hongmeng immortal master were just that, and the imperial robe immortal incarnated by the turtle in the dream said that I was a descendant of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and also said that my future merits were comparable to the Yellow Emperor, not to mention that the mythical Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor has always been the recognized originator of the Yanhuang bloodline, and the great achievements are put aside for the time being, just the descendants of Xingtian are engraved on the stone wall in the seal inscription, the Yellow Emperor is the first soldier to maintain the Central Plains Qi Yun and stabilize the dragon veins in the world, and it is enough to fight with death for us to remember forever, No matter how ambitious I am, I don't think I can protect the common people like Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, destroy the heavenly realm, and take back the fortune of the immortals in the heavenly realm.

was undecided for a while, so he simply told everyone about the scene in the dream, and one or two listened to it, and together with the various performances after the turtle surfaced before, they all thought that the content of the turtle's dream would not be false. I don't want this old turtle to be a creature that has survived to this day in the mythical period, no wonder it has such spirituality, can control the aquatic plants and strange fish in the river, nearly 10,000 years of time has made this turtle transform into almost a fairy. I'm also glad that I followed me by mistake this time, otherwise this time I would definitely be dead and couldn't die again.

The big sunglasses didn't listen carefully to the details of the dream of the turtle in the river, and the two ears couldn't listen to anything else since they heard the words Luoshu, and exclaimed again and again: Get rich, get rich. This can't be blamed on the big sunglasses, to say that the treasure of the Shang and Zhou dynasties is a treasure that shocked the whole country, and it is a treasure in the national museum, not to mention the mythical objects left over from the mythological period thousands of years earlier than the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the Luo Shu that can only be heard in mythological stories. He dragged my arm and asked me to take out the Vena book to check the color.

I played three or four flashlights on this boxy stone slab, just to see the whole picture of this mythical antique in all directions: the texture is not the stone base we originally thought, but a piece of tortoise shell that feels unusually warm to the touch, and there are eight patterns composed of three straight lines between virtual and real around it, according to Xiao Liuzi's words, they represent Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Dui, Xun, Gen and Zhen Bagua, and the Fuxi innate gossip inspired by Hetu corresponds to each other. I can faintly feel the pattern between the virtual and the real on the tortoise shell slowly flowing, in the middle of the tortoise shell converges into a looming "Luo" word, this word seems to be a fairy text, although I have never seen it in my life, but the first time I see this word, it can be very clear in the heart of a Luo word. Just by looking at this magical word "Luo", you know that this Luo Shu is definitely an extraordinary natural artifact.

The two eyes of the big sunglasses shined as if they were charged, and they snatched the Vena book from my hand, ready to take it in their own hands to have a good time, but when the Vena book arrived in the hands of the big sunglasses, the texture on the tortoise shell, the pattern between the virtual and the real and the word "Luo" in the tortoise shell gradually disappeared, and it looked like an ordinary bluestone brick, which still looked like a little Vena. The big sunglasses knocked and slapped on the slate, but the pattern on the Luo book was not restored. The big sunglasses don't believe in evil, and they soak in the river with their brains wide open, and they still look like ordinary bluestone bricks when they are fished up.

But after handing the Luo book back to me, the pattern on the slate slowly appeared again, and it was not good to give the big sunglasses, and I scolded this Luo Shu all the time, saying that a broken stone slab actually had a leopard's heart, and the dog looked at people and dared not to give face to the dog. was ridiculed by Xiao Liuzi for a while: "What does the people's "Zhou Yi Zhi Ci Shang" say: The river produces a picture, Luo produces a book, and the saint is a saint, you see where you have a little bit of a saint's appearance, Luo Shu, a psychic artifact, will naturally not show its spirituality in your hands. “