On the vast land, a giant strolls along the riverbank.

Tell me about it.

There was a strange sound in the mountains on the shore, and a glass-like figure flew out of it, jumped a few times on the giant's body, and jumped onto the shoulder.

"Found it?"

Jiang Xuan asked with a smile.

The Sky Spider nodded, squinting in one direction.

Jiang Xuan immediately turned around and walked there, he knew that there must be a rich Qinghuang crystal ore there.

This is the Yangtze River Basin, which is quite far away from the Yellow River where Mount Tai is located, and Jiang Xuan has been on this lost continent for several months.

In these months, everyone's petrification problem had not been solved, and Jiang Xuan had traveled all over the magnificent rivers and mountains of the Ancient Heaven Domain.

In the space of the Divine Eyes, now that the Qinghuang Crystal was piled up, there were several mountains, and Jiang Xuan suspected that the output of this mine in the entire Heavenly Domain was not as good as his.

At first, the search for this mine was based on the Pangu method's eye to search inch by inch, but later he felt that it was too troublesome, so he asked the little guy to take action.

The little guy did not disappoint him, and with his unique ability to sense the ore veins, he discovered a number of large ore veins one after another.

Jiang Xuan collected a large number of Qinghuang crystals in the Yellow River Valley, and with the idea of further excavating the Ancient Heavenly Domain, he went all the way south to the Yangtze River.

The Yangtze River originates from the plateau and meanders from west to east, looking endless, as if there is no end.

"Another big bonus, awesome. ”

Jiang Xuan followed the little guy's instructions and found a large Qinghuang crystal mine unexpectedly, and couldn't help but praise two sentences.

The little guy was overjoyed for a while, and he looked comfortable.

After coming to this continent, the little guy has always been in a good mood, and when he is helping to find Qinghuang Jing, he always likes to nibble on a few bites of rare and precious ores.

Rumble –

Jiang Xuan used his divine power to savage mining, pulling out the mountains and covering the world, uprooting the entire mineral vein, and then sending it into the space of the divine eye.

He didn't understand and didn't want to waste time refining this mine, so he took it all back and handed it over to the Nine Tours Hall Master's men and horses to clean up in the future.

After mining, he continued down the Yangtze River.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, you can see the majestic ancient city of the human race from time to time, which is magnificent.

These ancient cities, together with their inhabitants, are petrified as a whole, like a huge stone carving art.

Some of the ancient cities were visibly dilapidated and desolate, apparently having been ravaged by war.

Jiang Xuan saw in a trance the tragedy of the ancient battle from the stone statues of the civilians of all races, and how desperate people were that day.

It was a peaceful and prosperous era, but the invasion of foreign enemies destroyed everything in one fell swoop.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but why did the bright moon shine on the ditch?

Jiang Xuan didn't know if the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, who had enthusiastically rescued and received the people of the Wei Clan, would regret it when they caused a catastrophe in the future?

Ahead, the spatial cracks were vertical and horizontal, the Yangtze River was cut off here, and Jiang Xuan came to the end.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were contemplative, looking at the gap between the earth and the Yangtze River, and muttered.

"Could it be that this is the Sanjiangkou that the Shennong clan guarded back then?"

In the first battle of the ancient world, the ancient heaven domain collapsed, in order to protect the civilians of the Wan tribe, Fuxi and the Yellow Emperor fled to the depths of the universe with the fallen continent, and the Shennong clan, guarding the mouth of the three rivers, experienced a protracted and tragic war.

After that war, the sea and land changed, the vicissitudes of the sea, the Sanjiangkou became the Lake of Death, and countless heroes and souls still linger in the depths of the Lake of Death.

The Ark of Death is still floating in the Heavens, is it waiting to take over this continent?

Jiang Xuan had a lot of thoughts, and in front of him was the turbulence of the dark space, which was also a break point in history.

It divides the primeval and ancient eras, creating the different fates of the three emperors and five emperors, and affecting the great plane for thousands of generations.

Jiang Xuan moved his heart to pay tribute to the deceased.

"The heroes of the Lake of Death, you must want to come back here, right?"

Jiang Xuan muttered, turning over his hand and taking out a wolf hair, a jar of dried beast blood.

Whether it is a wolf or a jar containing beast blood, it is very ancient, this is Jiang Xuan's other harvest on the Ark of Death back then, except for the beast skin book.

Wolf is not a powerful divine weapon in disguise, and the jar of beast blood has already lost its spirituality.

It can be said that they are of no value, and Jiang Xuan keeps them just out of habit.

Standing at the breaking point of history now, Jiang Xuan had the intention to pay tribute to the heroes, so he took it out.

If there is no accident, these things belong to the Shennong clan.

Shennong's clan and countless heroes died in the Lake of Death, and after death, the remnant soul turned into a god's thought, and the ghost has not disappeared for millions of years.

They must be eager to return to this hometown, Jiang Xuan can't bring them back, so he can only sprinkle the relics that belong to them into the river, so it should be a memorial.

As soon as Jiang Xuan's hand was released, the wolf popped and fell into the water, floating in the river.

The dried up pot of beast blood then fell, not unlike the wolf, and sank directly to the bottom of the river.

Ay.

Jiang Xuan let out a long sigh, standing on the edge of this world, feeling lonely as snow.

He walked alone in the foothills of the rivers for so many days, but he never met a single living being, and he had no idea how to solve the problem of people's petrification.

He's trapped here, in this mysterious world.

The Heavenly Spider felt Jiang Xuan's lonely psychology, and conveyed mental fluctuations and a burst of comfort.

"I'm fine, it's just that it backfired, and I was a little unwilling after all. ”

Jiang Xuan shook his head and said, he had always felt that there was a black hole in the star sand in the past, and they were able to enter the Lost Continent because someone deliberately took it.

However, so many days have passed, and the loss of the continent is nowhere to be found, which seems to indicate that everything is his own thinking too much.

gurgling.

In the river water ahead, a large patch of red suddenly appeared.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xuan looked over in surprise, and the red place seemed to be the same as the jar of beast blood that he threw out.

The blood of the beast has long dried up, and it is not easy to dye a large area of river water red.

After two glances, he stopped paying attention and walked back along the Yangtze River.

He had almost traveled the two major river basins, and it was time to return to Mount Tai again.

He walked forward without hurry, and the giant's footprints thumped on the mountains and forests.

After walking dozens of miles, Jiang Xuan happened to look to the side.

"Huh?"

This time, his eyes moved slightly, and he found a touch of red, rising and falling in the river, following him like silk.

And in that red, there is a wolf hair.

It was the wolf hair he used for his previous sacrifice, and the red should have been turned into beast blood, but after dozens of miles, shouldn't it have dispersed a long time ago?

Jiang Xuan felt incredible, scooped one hand into the water, and picked up the wolf again.

"Could it be that this thing has another mystery?"

He looked over and over, but found nothing abnormal, only the red in the river, no matter how turbulent the river was, it was never washed away.

"Do you want to tell me something?"

Jiang Xuan looked at the red and muttered.

The river rattled, but there was no other sound to answer him.

"I'm thinking too much. ”

Jiang Xuan smiled dumbly, put the wolf into the water again, and strode forward.

It's just that this road is long on the Yangtze River, but the red is getting more and more vivid, always carrying the wolf with him.

Jiang Xuan pretended not to care, but he was always paying attention, feeling incredible at this vision.

"It's not that the wolf and the blood of the beast have spirits, isn't this Yangtze River trying to tell me?"

Jiang Xuan boldly guessed that the wolf hair and beast blood had been in his hands for so long, and he had rechecked it before, but he had never found anything unusual.

But the current vision is really happening, which can only make him think that it is related to the river.

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River, but the mother river that gave birth to the ancient civilization, may have already had a spirit.

"Do you want to tell me something?"

Jiang Xuan stopped and muttered to the river.

His divine consciousness was fully dispersed, and for the first time, he sensed this endless river with his heart.

After spending so many days by the river, he always paid attention to the majestic ancient cities on both sides of the river, but he never thought of starting from the river itself.

Whew.

The wind was blowing, as if it was whispering, trying to send a signal.

Jiang Xuan's heart precipitated, and he worked hard to get rid of impetuousness, wanting to listen to the sound of the mountains and rivers.

He knew it was ridiculous, and the mountains and rivers couldn't speak, so what could they tell him?

"No, maybe the only thing left on this continent is the mountains and rivers. ”

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

All the creatures on the continent have been petrified, but the mountains and rivers are still magnificent, aren't they still alive?

Jiang Xuan had a trace of anticipation in his heart, listening to the sound of gurgling water, whirring wind, and the sound of leaves sibling.

One flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi.

The blue sky and white clouds, the murmuring water, and the sound of the wind on both sides of the strait are endless.

He seemed to have captured a different melody, and his mind melted into the heaven and earth, and he was completely forgetful.

He listened attentively, feeling that the mountains and rivers were whispering, telling something eloquently, but he never understood.

There is still a generation gap in language, let alone with the mountains and rivers that can't speak?

Jiang Xuan's brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and he was never able to cross that threshold and hear the true meaning of the landscape.

Ay.

He finally opened his eyes helplessly and gave up the ridiculous idea.

"This ......"

He looked into the river, and suddenly, his pupils contracted like needles, and his face was incredulous.

I saw the touch of red in the river water before, and at this time a line of bright red characters was formed in the water.

"Is Shennong's okay?"

Rumble!

Jiang Xuan's head roared loudly, and he felt that his thoughts were insufficient.

The scene in front of him subverted his logic, and he struggled to calm down.

"Why do you ask ......?"

Jiang Xuan's mind quickly became active.

The wolf is Shennong's, and the jar of beast blood is also his, could it be that the Yangtze River has a spirit and sensed the breath of the old man, so he has this question?

"No, the landscape is supposed to be ruthless, can it be said ......?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and asked at the white river.

"Who are you?"

Buzz –

The bright red characters on the river surface quickly spread out and re-written, with iron hooks and silver strokes, and finally left two sonorous and powerful ancient characters.

"Fuxi!"

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