Hou Yu was a very ordinary warrior of the Dongyi tribe, and unfortunately in this battle against the Shang Dynasty, he was taken prisoner in a daze.

Just now, several people called immortal masters in the Shang Dynasty put a spell on his head, and then Hou Yu felt that he was controlled by something.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that this should be the way the Shang Dynasty people dealt with the captives that the old man in the clan said, and he became a very pathetic and lowly slave.

may never come out from now on, and he will come and go when he is called by his master, and he will not be able to return to his hometown, and he will not be able to see his wife and children. It can be said that the depression is no longer enough to describe Hou Huang's mood at this time, he is full of confusion about his future and his future destiny.

By chance, Hou Yu suddenly saw that there seemed to be a light flickering in front of him, and the temperature emitted by the light felt very comfortable and warm, which made people want to get close to it.

Hou Yu looked around, and found that the other clansmen seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and he pushed a few people around him, but without exception, I don't know if they were too tired, but they didn't wake up.

There was no other way, Hou Yu hesitated, the kindness of the human race to the unknown is very great, Hou Yu slowly approached the light, and then boldly touched it with his hands.

Then Hou Yu felt the world spin for a while, and he regretted at that time, why he was so bold, and now it is good, maybe he will die under this curiosity.

For a moment he thought about it a lot, but things were not as bad as he thought, and it wasn't long before he settled down and regained consciousness.

Hou Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around involuntarily. Now he was stunned by the sight in front of him. Now it is estimated that it is no longer in this Chentang Pass, if you are not mistaken, this should be a palace.

In this hall, there are eight tall golden pillars, carved with this pattern, if you don't guess wrong, it should be the holy object of Dongyi, the sacred bird Golden Crow, the symbol of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven back then!

Those golden crows are bright and dazzling, lifelike, and colorful, and they are surrounded by flowing clouds and flames.

Hou Yu had completely forgotten the fear in his heart at this time, and his mind was involuntarily attracted by this magical scene in front of him that should only appear in legends.

However, a sound like a dragon's roar suddenly interrupted Hou Yu's viewing.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Hou Yu didn't expect that there were other people here, and looked up following the voice, and on the golden lacquer carved dragon throne in the hall, there was a king who looked down on the world. The sandalwood lit on the pedestal was smoky.

At this moment, Hou Yu was completely stunned, and his body knelt down involuntarily, if he was not mistaken, the one sitting on the dragon chair now was almost the same as the appearance of His Majesty Emperor Jun who had been handed down from his own clan.

Thinking of the golden crows engraved on those golden pillars, the identity of the king who was on the dragon chair in front of him was about to come out, and for a while, he almost thought that he was dreaming, but the scene in front of him was so real, it seemed that it could not be faked.

"The descendants of Dongyi have seen His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. After speaking, he kowtowed a lot of times, and his mood at this moment was indescribable, he would never have thought that one day he would meet the only true god in the hearts of his clansmen, His Majesty Emperor Jun.

Hou Yu didn't know how to express his inner excitement at the moment, and he could only express his reverence for the Emperor by kowtowing all the time, but he soon found that he couldn't kowtow anymore, and an inexplicable force subdued him. He knew that it must be His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor who was considerate of him and performed miracles, and his heart was even more excited.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, why haven't you appeared for so many years, have you abandoned the Dongyi people?" Hou Yu suddenly thought of the difficulties in the lives of the people in his own clan now, and he had the autonomy to say the questions he had always had in his heart.

"Today's Chen Tangguan general soldier Li Jing ......", the Emperor of Heaven did not pay attention to Hou Yu's words, but said his instructions on his own, but there seemed to be some hesitation, "He is my messenger, he will be like the Terran Holy King Dashun thousands of years ago, leading you Dongyi to become strong, you go, go find him, follow his footsteps." ”

As soon as the words fell, Hou Yu felt that he was directly pushed out of the palace by an unknown force, and when he regained his consciousness again, he found that he had returned to the room where the slaves were held in Chentangguan again.

Except for the dreamlike memories in his mind, there was almost no change, and the bright light in front of him before was completely gone.

Just when he was a little confused, the companions around him all woke up one by one.

"Do you know who I dreamed about just now, I dreamed of His Majesty Emperor Jun, since he took me to his palace, and at the same time told me that the general of the general of the army who defeated us at Chentangguan turned out to be his messenger. His Majesty asked me to follow him, saying that he was able to lead my Dongyi to prosperity and strength, and you said that it was not strange. A Dongyi man who looked more upright and couldn't hide things said.

"Why, you have all kinds of dreams, and I seem to have the same dream as you, which is so strange. ”

"How can I ...... too"

"Me ...... too"

“......”

Soon these slaves found out that they had the same dream in the same place at the same time tonight, for these Dongyi people who have insisted on believing in the Heavenly Emperor for thousands of years, this is simply a miracle, it is the manifestation of the Heavenly Emperor.

Soon all the five thousand people, without exception, knelt down and worshipped in a special way in the place where the light group was before. At this moment, the depression that they had been captured before was swept away, but their hearts were full of hope, and the only true god they believed in, Emperor Junji, appeared, although he did not directly help himself and others, and asked for a direction.

"I said, how can the envoy be so brave and invincible, and beat us to the ground, not at all like those weak Shang people, it turns out that he is the messenger of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, and I am convinced that he was defeated in his hands. A big man said that he had not been able to resist Li Jing for a round on the battlefield before, and his heart had always been a little unbalanced.

"You have not, but the Messenger has always been merciful to our men. Didn't you notice that most of us were wounded, but not many of us died, and it must have been the envoy who knew his own identity, so he didn't do anything to us. ”

"Among the three thousand teams of the envoy, if I am not mistaken, it seems that there are also this Dongyi slaves. Maybe there were already clansmen who had already joined the Messenger under the guidance of the Heavenly Emperor!"

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