While chatting with Brother Monkey, the council hall arrived.

The ruins are relics from the primeval era, and most of the buildings in them have long since weathered and turned into ruins.

However, the quaint and magnificent buildings in front of you are an outlier, and they are still fresh and well-preserved after carrying the vast years.

Looking up at the glorious buildings left by the once civilized and prosperous Taigu people, all the monks of the Humane League were in reverence.

This is Jiang Xuan's first return to the holy ruins, and the large number of ruins along the way has opened his eyes a lot, and he even finds the words of the ancient people from some stone carvings on the ruins from time to time.

"The birthplace of my human civilization is really exciting. ”

Kong Wenqiu looked at the buildings around him, with irrepressible joy.

For a Confucian like him, who admires ancient style, everything here has unimaginable value.

"Kong Daoyou, we have been fascinated for a long time, if you are interested in the ruins of the Holy Ruins, you can stay for a while. ”

Mr. Huaigu took the initiative to go to Kong Wenqiu's side and smiled kindly.

For the wise, cultivation and status have never been valued by them, they only care about learning.

And like Kong Wenqiu, the world-famous, erudite and well-informed Confucianism of the human race is exactly what they have been fascinated for a long time.

"Is that okay?"

Kong Wenqiu listened movingly, everything here was indeed unimaginably attractive to him.

"Of course, the stele forest in the middle of the holy ruins is the most valuable for research, and Kong Daoyou has only seen the tip of the iceberg at the moment. ”

"The current hundred schools of thought all originated from the ancient civilization, which has a long history and has been passed down from generation to generation. If Kong Daoyou is willing to join, it will be of great help to our research. And Cui Daoyou, if you are willing, you can stay. ”

Mr. Huaiya said with a smile, and his words attracted the slander of many rudder bosses who heard about it.

When the major rudders arrived, the wise men did not allow anyone to step into the middle of the holy ruins.

It's good now, Kong Wenqiu and Cui Shiyuan, two newcomers to the Humanitarian Alliance, have received such a high level of courtesy.

The wise men talked happily with the great Confucian sages around Jiang Xuan, and Jiang Xuan seemed to have become closer to the Patriarch of the Leaning Moon in the process of contact with the monkeys.

"I really underestimated that junior, I didn't expect to know how to win people's hearts so well, which is not good. ”

He walked with Gai Jiuyuan and said in a low voice.

"The leader of the alliance is not a good person, if you don't have enough matching strength, it's just a joke. ”

Gai Jiuyuan said lightly, he who had the intention to compete for the position of alliance leader, but he was much calmer than the poor Sang Dao people.

"That's right. ”

The poor Sang Dao man nodded when he heard this, and he sneered.

Now the bigger the pomp, the more embarrassing it becomes, and he can't wait for the meeting to begin.

Crunch –

The gate of the huge ancient building opened, and everyone stepped inside.

For a moment, a long lamp spontaneously lit up, and soon the whole hall was very bright.

The hall is very wide, with pillars standing, and on each pillar, there are ancient carvings.

Some of the carvings are rare birds and animals, and some are in the form of a human being.

Seeing the human carvings, the monks who had poured into the hall scattered and began to pay their respects.

The human on the carving is a famous ancient man, and most of the people in the Humane League are their descendants.

This hall has an extraordinary significance, like a clan ancestral hall, so a famous monk spontaneously visited it.

Tang Feng went to the carving of Emperor Yao and bowed solemnly.

Taiwei Qizu arrived in front of Fuxi's carving, with a solemn face.

Jiang Xuan noticed that it was the fortune of the lonely people who had always been in front of the Shennong clan and muttered to himself.

The Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the recognized ancestors of the human race, have the largest number of people who come to worship in front of their carvings.

"Jiang Daoyou, I don't know which vein you originated from?

Jiang Xuan was looking curiously, and the voice of the poor Sang Dao people teasing came again.

Originally, the mood of admiring Xianjie was destroyed a lot in an instant, and Jiang Xuan's brows furrowed tightly.

This poor Sangdao man is also one of the Eight Elders, but the two have opposing positions, so they won't be so bitter and mean, and they will fight each other everywhere, right?

He is a person from the lower realm, and the ancestors of the Jiang family don't know how many generations they have inherited, how can they know who the ancestors were millions of years ago?

The poor Sangdao man asked this question now, just to tell everyone that his identity was not a descendant of the Taigu people, so as to increase everyone's sense of alienation from him.

After all, in an organization with a long tradition like the Humane League, sometimes bloodlines are very important.

"The surname Jiang is an ancient surname, and it should belong to the descendants of the Shennong clan. ”

At this time, the Patriarch of the Slanting Moon touched his beard and said casually, and actually rounded the field for Jiang Xuan.

"Yes, Emperor Yan Shennong's clan, according to legend, was the leader of the Jiang tribe in the primeval era, and theoretically all people surnamed Jiang should be his descendants. ”

Mr. Huaiya walked over and nodded in agreement.

"The Jiang family's lineage was broken in our Humane Alliance countless years ago, and there is even a saying that this lineage did not survive the primeval catastrophe at all, how could he be?"

The poor Sandao man immediately denied it.

"This is a mistake, could it be that in the eyes of poor Sang Daoyou, only the descendants can be regarded as heirs?"

The Leaning Moon Patriarch shook his head.

In his opinion, there is nothing to dispute about, as long as it is a child of the human race, it can be said that after the three emperors and five emperors, in the remarks of the poor Sang, it is clear that only the lineage is regarded as the heir, and the emphasis is on the bloodline.

"Of course not. ”

When the poor Sang Daoist heard this, he hurriedly denied it, he was not stupid, there were not many pure Taigu people in the Humane Alliance today, if he said so, I don't know how many people he would offend.

Being interrupted by the Leaning Moon Patriarch like this, he couldn't shoot at Jiang Xuan anymore and walked to the side.

After Jiang surnamed Emperor Yan, Jiang Xuan heard this, walked to the relief of Shennong's clan, and stood next to Tianyun.

Tianyun stared at Shennong's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes, deep and far-reaching.

Jiang Xuan carefully glanced at the Shennong's relief in front of him, and the facial features and silhouette felt ridiculously familiar, as if he had seen it a long time ago.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xuan's brows furrowed, trying to remember whether he had seen similar images before by chance.

The legend of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors has been around since ancient times, and he may have read similar accounts in some books.

However, it is certain that the description of their image in any ancient book is definitely not as vivid as the image in front of it.

Jiang Xuan stared at the Shennong clan for a long time, unable to remember where he saw it, and couldn't help but glance at some of the reliefs next to him.

The surface of a pillar is very broad, and it often depicts more than one person.

The pillar he saw in front of him was centered on the Shennong clan, and many people were also carved.

"It's ......"

Jiang Xuan's eyes moved to the side and saw a carving, and his pupils involuntarily contracted into needles!

The carving in front of him is an unusually burly and tall man, holding a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right, majestic.

The shield was a bronze square shield, and the axe was a giant axe, and the two weapons were very unique, and it was rare to see similar ones in the world, so Jiang Xuan recognized them at a glance.

He's seen it!

He had seen this famous man in the carving, but when he saw it, the man's head was long gone!

"Headless God of War!"

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath and remembered the incomparably powerful Terran god he had seen in the depths of the Death Lake back then.

It was precisely because he saw the power of the headless god of war that he knew that the original human race was once so powerful.

He was so impressed by what he saw and heard in the depths of the Lake of Death that he knew that there must have been a terrible war there, and the god of war with a great axe had his head cut off.

The memories of the past years came to his heart, and Jiang Xuan didn't expect to have the opportunity to see the true face of this ancient master who impressed him here.

"This one is Xingtian, a famous god of war in the history of the human race, and a general under the Shennong clan. ”

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was very interested in the God of War holding the giant axe, Tianyun spoke.

"God of War Punishment ......"

Jiang Xuan silently remembered this name, remembering the headless god of war who had fought with countless alien gods and never compromised in the depths of the Death God Lake, and saluted him with respect.

"Since that headless god of war is a ...... of punishment"

Jiang Xuan's thoughts came alive in his head, remembering the thoughts of other human gods he had seen in the depths of the Lake of Death, corresponding to the characters on the reliefs one by one.

Soon he found a few more heroes, and the images were in line with the thoughts of the gods he had seen in the depths of the Lake of Death.

Such a coincidence caused ripples in his heart.

"Could it be that in the great war that took place in the Lake of Death eons ago, the main combat force of the human race was the army of the Shennong clan?"

Jiang Xuan silently deduced in his heart, "In this way, the Shennong clan ......"

Rumble!

Jiang Xuan's head suddenly sounded like thunder on the ground, and he turned his head and looked at the carving of the Shennong clan again!

He remembered the strange Ark of Death that had been floating for countless years, and remembered the mysterious dried corpse he had seen on that ship!

Jiang Xuan's eyes stared at Shennong's face like an eagle, and his face gradually revealed an incredible color.

He finally remembered why this face felt a little familiar, at this moment, the face carved by the Shennong clan was actually gradually overlapping with the face of the dried corpse on the Ark of Death!

The dried corpse that met on the Ark of Death, although wrapped in a shroud, has some traces of facial features and outlines.

In Jiang Xuan's mind, there were constantly simulated images at this moment, if the Shennong clan in front of him died, after countless years of precipitation and changes, would his appearance be able to overlap with that dry corpse?

When he came to the answer, he was shocked.

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Xuan's first reaction was like this, the great Yan Emperor was actually reduced to a dried corpse, and he is still floating in the depths of the Lake of Death?

Is this true?

He couldn't imagine that if he and the other monks said that, they would be charged with great disrespect!

However, at this moment, Jiang Xuan remembered countless clues.

The Ark of Death roamed the depths of the Lake of Death, and no god dared to approach it, as if a king had gone out on patrol.

And that mysterious dried corpse is hiding on the Ark of Death, which looks so alternative and unique.

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