What is that point of light that flickers brightly? I listened to the faint shouts coming from the depths of the rift, and looked at the dim glow like fireflies, and I couldn't help but lean half of my body down. When the sun shines into the depths of the rift, the point of light is created by refracting a faint light. Being on the ground, I couldn't see what it was, and my heart was broken when I heard the calls, and I cried like blood.

"You're waiting for me!" I couldn't bear the pain of my heart being tormented by the crying voice, and I couldn't tell the slightest difference, there was only endless pain in the slight and sad cry, and I couldn't perceive the danger, I immediately turned over and jumped from the crack, and the sand on both sides of my body fell a large piece, dusty, and the light spots in the depths of the crack were buried by dust and smoke, looming.

I almost slid down the crack like a slide, and when I slid into the depths of the crack, my eyes saw through the dust and sand, and I could vaguely see half of the mottled mirror, buried obliquely in the sand.

"Zhenhe Mirror?" At a glance, I felt that this mirror was very similar to the Zhenhe Mirror of Qimen, but the Zhenhe Mirror was unique, and there could be no second one. It was quiet, deathly silent, and I slowly reached out and gouged out the mirror from the sand.

As I thought, this is not a Zhenhe mirror, although it is also a quaint bronze mirror, but the pattern on the mirror body is different from the Zhenhe mirror. Obviously, the mirror had been hidden beneath the dry riverbed for many, many years, and if it hadn't been for a huge crack in the riverbed, it might have continued to be hidden.

I carefully looked at the mirror that was buried under the riverbed, the mirror was slightly glowing, the patterns behind it were corroded, and the patina was wiped off, and I saw that behind the mirror were all clouds like clouds, which was not a common cloud and thunder pattern on ancient Chinese cultural relics, it was very unique, the casting was exquisite, and the clouds were flowing as if floating in the sky. The mirror had just been unearthed under the riverbed, and it stands to reason that I should have come into contact with it for the first time, but when I saw the moire on the back of the mirror, my mind, which had just calmed down, began to roar and turn again. This feeling immediately made me feel that it was not the first time I had seen this mirror.

Holding the bronze mirror, I tried my best to recall, most of the memories in the reincarnation seal are hidden, even if I recall it after external reasons, it is all vague and incomplete. But when I think back to this bronze mirror, my memory seems to be clear in an instant, and I remember that in the past some time, I was desperately searching in a field of ice and snow, smashing through huge ice blocks, just to find this mirror.

I vaguely remember that I searched all the way, tears flowed all the way, and I dug up this bronze mirror that was frozen in it under a snow-covered ice

This isn't the first time I've seen a bronze mirror! I found this bronze mirror, but for some reason, it was lost under the riverbed of the Lianshan River.

Thinking about it, my heart suddenly shook, the old blind man in the Holy Realm once said that I died in Lianlian Mountain, and I was killed by my own family. A long time ago, the river of Lianhuanshan did not dry up, and I will definitely not die in Lianshan, there must be a shocking battle. This bronze mirror, which was found by himself from the cold ice, was lost in the river in the war, and gradually precipitated into the mud and sand of the riverbed?

I couldn't be completely sure of my guess, but I felt that my brain was messed up, and my heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and I couldn't tell the pain. I don't know if my eyes were dazzled or if I was affected by the faint light of tears, but in an instant, I saw the ice frozen on the edge of the rift glacier flash in the mirror. The figure in the ice was hazy, and only the sound kept echoing. The figure had apparently been dead for many years, but it refused to rest in peace, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting

The sorrow in my heart turned into a string of tears, which rolled down from my eyes uncontrollably, and the moment the tears fell on the surface of the bronze mirror, the dim light of the mirror brightened slightly.

boom

Suddenly, a majestic war drum was beaten in the mirror, and a flowing scene immediately appeared on the mirror, which happened I don't know how many years ago, but it was clearly recorded by this mirror. I saw two mighty teams fighting, and the bones were like mountains of blood. The leader of one of the teams, I've seen his phantom, Chiyou.

Chi You, who was regarded as the god of war by later generations, was fierce and invincible, holding a bone spear in his hand, and was fighting a holy king with a crown and long hair.

"Regulus! I'm going to kill you today! Chi You's voice was like thunder in the midst of thousands of troops, and the bone spear in his hand swept in all directions.

Looking at the scene refracted in the mirror, I vaguely discerned that this majestic Saint King was called Xuanyuan by Chi You, and that must be Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

In the traditional official history, there are too many allusions to the princes and princes of the Cheng, and the loser Kou, and later generations say that it was the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor who defeated the Chiyou of the northern invasion and Dingding the Central Plains. But in fact, in the early days of the war between the Chiyou tribe and the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor always fell behind.

At the same time as Chi You in the mirror shouted, the dark clouds in the sky rolled, the wind was one after another, the mountains shook and the sand and stones were moved, and the soldiers of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor were all submerged in this flying sand and stones, and the Yellow Emperor who was fighting with Chi You was in a mess, and the bone spear in Chi You's hand pierced the Yellow Emperor's shoulder at once, almost picking him out. Xuanyuan's army no longer had the heart to fight, and was hastily defeated in the flying sand and dark clouds. Chi You brandished a bone spear stained with the blood of the Yellow Emperor and pursued for a long time before returning in a huff.

When I saw this, the scene in the mirror began to blur, and the water rushed by. Those years have long passed, and no one knows the details of the period, but later generations know that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was defeated, and then he was helped by Xuannu to defeat Chiyou and drive Chiyou back to southern Xinjiang.

"Don't be obsessed with it anymore"

A voice came and interrupted my train of thought, and I was startled, but when I looked up, I saw that the voice was coming from a mirror. I don't know when, the scene of flowing water in the mirror became clear again, and when I heard this voice, I could be sure that it was the voice of the figure in the ice of the rift valley glacier.

The scene in the mirror changed from the wolf-smoked Central Plains to a snowy field. I saw that Chiyou, who was ambitious and invincible, seemed to be old, full of gray hair, but his body was still as strong as an iron tower. Immediately afterward, I saw the person standing opposite Chi You, and my eyes immediately froze.

Who is she?

She is light and sweet, and her body and face are flawless, like a gift from heaven to this world. She is like a spirit after growing up, and like an ignorant leaf, like a warm sun in the ice and snow-covered world. Her gaze was clear and transparent, without a trace of impurities, and she stood opposite Chi You, patiently explaining something.

This may have been a few years after Chi You was defeated by the Yellow Emperor, and when I saw that ice and snow, I thought of the Holy Land. Chi You was defeated, the remnants gathered in the southern Xinjiang, and he himself quietly migrated to the holy land in the extreme west with some diehards, after the Yellow Emperor, Yao Shun two generations of holy lords ruled the world, that is a rare saint in ancient and modern times, the world is peaceful, and the country is stable.

"This vast ice and snow, even if it is all turned into water, can it wash away the shame of my defeat back then?" Chi You, who has gray hair, still remembers the scene when he was defeated by the Yellow Emperor, and all those past events took root in his heart, year after year, and turned into irresolvable resentment.

"Whether it is Xuanyuan, or Yao Shun, or he is a person who is subject to the mandate of heaven." Flawless, she was not in a hurry or impatient, and said to Chi You: "You know what the destiny is, even if there is no one to help, you can't fight him." ”

"What is Destiny!" Chi You was quite irritable, and he was already impatient to listen, and it could be seen that the longer the hatred was deposited in his heart, the thicker it was like a dark cloud: "I killed Dayu!" Occupy the Central Plains! The same is the co-master of the world! ”

"You can't kill him, you can't kill him, not only you, even me, can't threaten them, that's a person who adheres to the Mandate of Heaven, has the will of Heaven in his body, and a drop of blood of the Holy King of Destiny can destroy heaven and earth." The flawless figure frowned slightly, and said: "Xuanyuan Dingding Central Plains, you have lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time, I know that the mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang are poor, and the people of Sanmiao and Jiuli are suffering. ”

"You can't kill Dayu! Then let his country be in chaos! It's too messy to clean up! Chi You brought all the shame of defeat to the present, straightened his chest, and said: "Since he is mandated by heaven, then he will calm this chaos by himself!" ”

"Obsessed, against the sky, I'm only afraid that I can save you once, but I can't save you a second time" The flawless figure is very docile, and he can't persuade Chiyou, but he doesn't argue with him, silently turns his head, walks alone in the snow on the edge of the canyon, and says while walking: "I don't allow you to disturb his country"

Chiyou's eyes lit up suddenly, even though it had happened many years ago, and even though I could feel the endless murderous aura in him through a mirror. He slowly took out the bone spear that had stabbed the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the bone spear was full of blood stains from the Saint King's dryness. The Holy King adheres to the will of Heaven, and every drop of blood carries the will of Heaven.

"You are as important as a mountain to Sanmiao Jiu Lien, I don't want to kill you, but if I don't kill you, my children and grandchildren will forever succumb to the extreme west and the southern Xinjiang!" Chi You seemed to be muttering to himself, the murderous aura on his body was sometimes faint, sometimes strong, but after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and the bone spear stained with holy blood in his hand shot out.