Three years is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

But for the Terrans, the past three years seem to have passed a little faster.

The high platform of sacrificing to the heavens, which was originally located in the Chen capital, had long been moved to the national capital in Jizhou by the worshippers of the Worship Pavilion.

This high platform has a special meaning for the Terrans. It not only witnessed the rise and fall of the human race, but also the place where successive human emperors passed on the throne. It seems that only by ascending to him can he inherit the orthodox throne of the human emperor.

On this day, there was a sea of people in the national capital, and almost all the subordinate officials of China and Kyushu came to the national capital to watch the ceremony.

In front of the majestic palace, Xuanyuan had already replaced a majestic robe and put on a moon-white robe. The only thing that can represent the identity of the human emperor on him is the golden golden crown of the human emperor. Under the gaze of the people, Xuanyuan stepped on the high platform with a solemn face.

Unlike Xuanyuan, who followed closely behind, he was dressed in a robe, and there was a slight hint of nervousness on his face.

In the direction of the east of the high platform, there is still a yellow rosewood incense case, and on the incense case is the saint of the three Qing Dynasty and the holy father of the human race, Li Qingming. Before the icon, there were many birthday ceremonies and incense burners.

All the subjects of the human race prostrate under the high platform.

Xuanyuan led the person to stand in front of the incense case with a respectful expression. After lighting the sandalwood tightly held in his hand, he first bowed respectfully in the direction of Penglai Island in the East China Sea, and then bowed respectfully in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

After he finished praying, everything was just like what he saw when he watched Shennong's preaching, and the whole sky suddenly shone brightly. Countless auspicious clouds spread over the entire national capital, and at the same time, a series of immortal sounds were also constantly sounding.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, auspicious rain fell from the sky, accompanied by the golden lotus of the earth, the fragrance of the fragrance, Lao Tzu sat on the green ox from the east. And Li Qingming's speed is not slow, he followed closely behind Lao Tzu and also appeared on the high platform.

After saluting each other, Lao Tzu slowly bowed his head to Xuanyuan. Then he pulled out a roll of golden cloth from the storage space. Then he began to recite the sacrificial text to the heavens:

"Xuanyuan, the third co-leader of the human race, cultivated virtue and reorganized the army, and unified the Chinese human race with the power of killing. After the martial arts, the world was given "virtue". A cultivation of virtue. But benevolence is action. The merits are immeasurable! Xuanyuan was specially enshrined as the emperor of Thailand, and since then he has not caused dust and has not been touched by cause and effect. Enjoy the immeasurable calamity and purity!"

The sacrificial texts kept spitting out from Lao Tzu's mouth, spreading throughout the entire human race and resounding throughout the Chinese world.

"Boom!"

Thousands of miles of golden clouds rose from the ground, the sky changed instantly, and a deafening thunder sounded on the calm land of China.

Endless merit fell from the sky in an instant, and it was divided into three parts. A share of about one percent flew to Kunlun Mountain, which was obtained by the saint of Tongtian. One was about half a percent, and it turned into dozens of roads when it was winded, and flew to the Terran ministers under the high platform.

As for the rest of Qingyun, it turned into a golden pillar of light, enveloping Xuanyuan in it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xuanyuan immediately sat cross-legged, concentrated all his mind, and began to refine these merits.

With the continuous reduction of merit Qingyun, the momentum on Xuanyuan's body also began to skyrocket, and he soon improved his cultivation from the late stage of Daluo Jinxian to the realm of quasi-saints, followed by the realm of sub-saints, all the way forward until he began to impact the realm of mixed yuan.

After about an hour, under the effect of endless merit, Zuihou's shackles were directly broken through by it with the momentum of destruction and decay, and he achieved the realm of Chaoyuan Daluo in one fell swoop.

"Roar!"

A huge spatial crack suddenly cracked in the sky, and a purple unicorn completely condensed by Ziwei Emperor's Qi held a purple Emperor Dao Fruit in its mouth, flying down to the mortal dust and straight into the Xuanyuan Heavenly Spirit.

"Buzz!"

An extremely powerful saint's coercion suddenly burst out, instantly sweeping the entire land of China, and countless living beings were caught off guard and were violently crushed to the ground by this coercion.

At the same time, as Xuanyuan successfully sanctified the Tao, a stream of mixed and unfamiliar information suddenly exploded from the depths of his mind:

The ignorant cultivation when he was born, the white-bearded old way in the Zixiao Palace, the high spirit of the ten thousand immortals when he was the head of the male immortals, and the helplessness of the demon clan when he was persecuted......

One by one, scrolls of memories hidden in the depths of the Yuan Spirit, finally raged out like a river and a sea at this moment. And began to slowly merge with the memories of this life.

After a long time, after thoroughly sorting out these memories belonging to the Eastern Prince, Xuanyuan slowly opened his eyes, stared at Li Qingming with a complicated expression for a long time, and finally bowed his head and said: "Holy Father, please take the Nine Dragon Crown!"

"Don't hate me?" Li Qingming didn't take the crown, but asked with deep meaning in his eyes: "If you didn't make a move back then, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the demon clan to force you to blow yourself up!"

Xuanyuan shook his head bitterly and said, "The Eastern King in the previous life was too arrogant! Now the Immortal King Eastern Princes have passed away, and there is only the Human Emperor Xuanyuan in this life!"

"Haha, okay!" Li Qingming hahadaxiao, with a slight wave of one hand at Xuanyuan, a rich jade halal yuan came out of his body, rushing directly to Xuanyuan's mind.

"Aang!"

Immediately after, I heard a burst of dragon groans, and nine mighty dragons flew down from the top of Shennong's head. Appearing in mid-air together, there was also a small gray seal.

The divine dragon was still the same as when Fuxi ascended the throne of the emperor, frolicking and chanting in the void, and the sound shook for nine days.

Li Qingming waved his hand again, slapped the two human emperor treasures in the direction of Huoyun Cave, and said in a loud voice: "Terran Xuanyuan ascended the throne of the Thai Emperor, and his title was 'Yellow Emperor', and the position of the co-lord of the human race should be inherited by Zhuan." Now that the three emperors have all ascended the throne, the human race is prosperous. Kongtong Seal and the Nine Dragons Crown of the Human Emperor should be hidden in the Huoyun Cave, and the luck of the human race in Yongzhen!"

All the clans fell to their knees and shouted, "Follow the decree of the Holy Father!"

"Jingle bell!"

At this point, the bell rings. In the direction of Huoyun Cave, the human emperor Fuxi, and the earth emperor Shennong drove the Nine Dragons to come.

After meeting Taiqing and Li Qingming, Fu Xi and Shennong looked at Xuanyuan and the other clans, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Brother Xuanyuan, thank you for your hard work!

Xuanyuan looked at the two Holy Emperors and said, "Xuanyuan thank you two imperial brothers for welcoming you!"

As he spoke, he said to the subjects who were prostrate on the ground: "I should go to the Huoyun Cave to cultivate, and since I have succeeded to the position of the co-lord of the human race." I also hope that all the gentlemen can unite sincerely, assist Zhuan, and bring our human race into the era of great prosperity!"

"Obey Bixia's will!" Under the high platform, a group of civil servants and military generals received orders together.

Xuanyuan nodded, boarded the chariot, turned his head and said to Xuanyuan: "Xuanyuan, the clansmen will be handed over to you in the future, you don't want to disappoint me!"

颛顼 nodded seriously and said, "颛顼 will live up to Bixia's trust!"

The three human emperors saluted Lao Tzu and Li Qingming again, and urged Jiulong to go away without looking back. Slowly, there was no trace of it.

The three Holy Emperors are gone, but their stories have been passed down among the human race. Thousands of years later, it has become a swan song and legend on the desolate land. (To be continued......)