Chapter 77 Antecedents...

Chiyou died in battle and turned into a bloody maple forest. Emperor Xuanyuan huáng admired his bravery and named him the God of War.

From then on, all the liches in the world were under the command of Lord Kunlun and were sheltered by the mountains.

But after that war, the people on the ground were not at peace with each other, and wars were still raging everywhere, between tribes and tribes, races and races, and even within a tribe.

Kunlun Jun has never shown his face, he has been waiting.

He has been waiting since he watched Fuxi fall, Nuwa escaped, Shennong lost his divine power and disappeared.

He saw Xuanyuan provoking Chiyou's head, he didn't say a word, he just thought that everyone was fine, as long as he could return a Haiqing River feast in the world.

He had been waiting for Emperor Huáng to unify China, and until all disputes were settled. However, the Xuanyuan Clan had only a slight improvement in his life and died quietly.

The descendants of the two emperors Yanhuáng began to compete for power, and the east was not calm. The descendant of Chiyou, Hou Yi, got the big bow left by Taihao Fuxi by chance, and dummy the name of "Emperor Jun", and went deep into the wild. , unified the Eastern tribes and united the Great Wilderness Wuzu.

That year, all the crows fell to the ground without saying a word, and the descendants of Shennong's family who had been silent for many years, the Water God Gonggong and the descendants of Xuanyuan's family, Zhuanxu, had a dispute again.

Gonggong Sishui is the descendant of Emperor Shennong Yan. The dragon clan of the spirit of water was the first to stand in line. After that, countless demon clans were involved in it. Although Hou Yi did not have time to join in the battle in the Central Plains, he was the same witch who was sheltered by the Great Wild Mountain Saint. The two demon clans have already had a tendency to part ways.

In that war, countless demon races died in battle, bleeded and drifted, and the entire continent was disturbed.

After the death of Chiyou, who kowtowed step by step, he was respected by his greatest opponent, but his younger generation, who could not rest assured even after his death, set fire to the Temple of the God of War. Slowly, the human race, the witch race and the demon race also forgot about this. Ancestor, forget the bàonüè but brave inheritance he left in his bloodline.

In folklore, Chiyou gradually turned into a hideous evil spirit.

Kunlun Jun was finally disappointed.

At this point, he just understood why Nuwa's expression was so desperate and frightened at the time. It turned out that she had already seen such a black and smoky continent at the beginning of the creation of human beings, and she had no way to resist, so she had to ignore it for thousands of years. Ask, don't see or don't want to.

Lord Kunlun is in charge of the 100,000 mountains in the world, and he has always liked the spirit of mountains and water. Chiyou designed him painstakingly to tempt the kitten to swallow the blood of the God of War. Although Lord Kunlun had to bear the cause and effect for that stupid thing, he also agreed to Chiyou's promise. , taking care of these Wu clan and demon clan who rely on mountains to eat mountains and water for water for many years.

He watched them grow up, cultivate, and join the WTO with his own eyes.

Now, they are like worthless weeds under his eyes again, dying in batches of fire, struggling to survive in the cracks of catastrophe.

If this is the will of God, if the will of God is the endless melee and smoke of gunpowder, if the will of God is the boundless chaos in a long time and space, and the grief and anger that will rise and fall—

Gonggong was defeated and fled with the dragon, ready to make a comeback. The dragon family has always been the heart of Kunlun Jun. However, when they arrived at the Northwest Great Abyss, Kunlun Jun still stabbed Shenlong's eyes blindly. Gonggong and Shenlong collided together. On Mount Zhou, Fuxi, who was under Mount Buzhou, smashed into a hole.

Hundreds of thousands of disrespectful ghosts cry together, and their anger rises into the sky. They are like the gods on the top of the mountain. They don't know the height of the sky and the earth. A fire awakened the entire silent subterranean ghost, breaking the Tianzhu at the waist, and the sky collapsed.

What is the relationship between the ordeal and the celestial pole? What are the eight pillars, and what are the losses in the southeast?

The mountain sage who stood floating on the top of Kunlun finally grew up and took a completely different path from the first sage. Nuwa, who had been missing for many years, was finally reborn, but she could hardly recognize that she used a small milk cat to coax her. A child who has been here for many years - his blue shirt was lifted by the gang wind hunting on the top of the mountain, his eyes were sharp, and he was vaguely the same as the axe that opened the sky back then.

Kunlun Jun had already sent the kitten who had been with him for many years to the lower realm. He turned around amidst the roar of the collapsed pillars and put his hands behind his back. : "I did everything you couldn't bear or dare to do back then."

Pangu exhausted his life to separate the heaven and the earth, smashed this piece of darkness that had nothing, and finally died of exhaustion due to the will of God. The gods who grew up in the wild Chinese food and slept in the open, why should they bow down to such an ethereal thing? Why should it be at the mercy of it and lead to the end of a given tragedy?

"I want the people of Zhuanxu to sacrifice my innocent land. I want the heaven and the earth to be disconnected, and the gods that are beyond the world can't be spied on. I want the way of heaven to be cut off, and everything in the world is like Fuxi's gossip. If no one can manipulate my fate, no one can judge my merits and demerits, I will cut the dead wood into a pen, and each creature will write its own merits and demerits - I will make this All clear."

Nuwa looked at him, speechless.

"The others, even though they are all coming to me - Pangu and Fuxi are gone, you and I are left, you keep a low profile, but I still feel unwilling." Kunlun Jun suddenly chuckled, and his voice was almost smashed into pieces. "If you have the ability, just strike a thunderbolt, split the Kunlun Mountains, and kill me as a person, otherwise I will not accept it."

With every word he said, almost a thunderstorm fell, the snow and ice on the top of Kunlun Mountain splashed, and Nuwa was filled with tears by the light, and she couldn't see anything.

But she heard the uninhibited laughter of Jun Kunlun.

The thunder fell for a whole night, the ground was raining heavily, ghosts were rampant, and the next day, the clothes on Kunlun Jun's body were beyond recognition, and the man was charred and black, sitting on the spot.

It was not long before he stood up again, the skin on his body shed like a cicada, and new flesh suddenly grew.

When he stretched out his hand, a leaf fell from the Great Shenmu, rolled it over his body, and was dressed in a cyan gown again. Lord Kunlun pulled his loose hair behind him and stood up straight. He lowered his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Gānjing's blood stained, looked up and smiled at Nuwa: "Look, what can it do to me?"

That smile seems to be the same as before, with a kind of innocence that doesn't care.

Nuwa finally said, "Kunlun, go find the Heaven Patching Stone with me, don't be self-willed."

"But I want to try." Kunlun Jun whispered, "Anyway, I want to try... Even if I die, I want to die like Kunlun Mountain, not a small grave in the wilderness."

After he finished speaking, he walked down the mountain without looking back.

Pangu died of exhaustion, and then the irresistible power used Nuwa's hand to create human beings, laying countless foreshadowings, Fuxi did not say a word, but gave hints with yīn yang gossip, and finally failed to escape, died in In terms of gossip, the Shennong clan declined and gradually disappeared into the crowd, only Nuwa was the only one who survived and was cautious.

The saints were lost one by one, and now, finally, it was Lord Kunlun's turn.

In this world, is it possible to live briefly and foolishly only if you are not big enough and ignorant enough?

Dynasty bacteria do not know the dark moon, crickets do not know chūn autumn.

According to legends of later generations, Kunlun Mountain is the land of heaven and man. No one knows that, in fact, Kunlun Jun, the holy man of the Great Wilderness Mountain, was the original high-profile rebel.

Kunlun Jun came down from Kunlun Mountain and saw the released ghosts wandering around. They were real ghosts. They were not transformed by ghosts, but were sealed in a place of disrespect. After being suppressed for many years, he has already gone crazy, eating people and drinking blood, and doing everything.

However, even these things are ridiculously hierarchical.

The lower ones are not human-shaped, rolling on the ground like mud, feeding on carrion, while the higher ones have heads and bodies, stand upright like people, but are covered in pustules, their facial features are twisted, and their temperaments are bàonüè—they are secluded animals.

The higher the level of evil spirits, the more human-like they are. If they are ghost kings, they can have the appearance of immortals. It seems that the more filthy they are, the more beautiful they are.

Legend has it that there are only two ghost kings who are blessed by nature, and they are a little more expensive than the three emperors in the world. It is also a coincidence that Kunlun Jun came down from the top of Kunlun Mountain and fell to Deng Lin, the place where Kuafu was buried. Just met one.

It was a black-haired, black-eyed boy, sitting on a big rock with loose hair and a sackcloth sackcloth from someone who didn't know. Accidentally fell off the boulder and landed in the creek, covered in water stains.

At this moment, suddenly, a secluded animal emerged from the ground and bit the young man's neck. His neck looked slender and weak, and could be broken with one hand.

Then, the boy's hand that fell into the stream suddenly stretched out from a strange angle, raised his hand to cover Youzhu's mouth, turned around and pressed the thing in the stream, and pressed the palm of his hand, Youzhu's entire head instantly It was half crushed by him, and the blood spurted out on his head and face, and fell on the plain face, which was like a red plum blossoming out of the snow.

The young man looked at the bloodstains all over his body at a loss, squatted down carefully, and washed his hands and face in the stream. Then he habitually picked up the corpse of the beast and opened his mouth to reveal the slightly pointed tiger teeth. , nibbling from the tenderest neck.

It was only then that Kunlun Jun was certain that he was a ghost king. He had never seen anyone more like a ghost king than this young man. The beautiful young man sat expressionlessly in the blood-stained stream, chewing and chewing slowly. The appearance of the corpse of the secluded beast is really more terrifying than anything on the land.

But the young man found that Kunlun Jun was looking at him, but the speed of eating slowed down involuntarily. He secretly raised his head and glanced at Kunlun not far away, and lowered his head again. It seemed that he took a bite unwillingly. He let the blood of the corpse flow out of his mouth, and after swallowing it, he pursed his lips again, as if he wanted to remove the blood from the corners of his mouth, so that he looked clean.

Although Lord Kunlun lent fire to You Ming, he only wanted to cut off the road to overthrow. He has long forgotten the reluctance to hear Nu Wa seal the disrespectful place, that is, he disdain to fight with these inferior things. Dao did not take them seriously.

At this time, he didn't know what was going on, and involuntarily took a few steps forward and said, "Hey, child, you are a ghost king, right? You can't drive low-level ghosts, so why does that thing even bite you?"

The young man's hands trembled, the body of You Animal slipped from his hands into the water, splashing water sprayed his face, he looked at the approaching Kunlun Jun in a little panic, and looked at him with those dark eyes like beans , opened his mouth, but did not respond for a while.

"Can't speak? Impossible." Kunlun-kun leaned against the big boulder, raising his eyebrows, "Do you have a name? What's your name?"

"……lofty."

"Which Wei?"

"...Mountain ghost."

"Mountain ghost?" Kunlun Jun lay on the big rock, raised his eyebrows, "Ying Jing, but the air is a little smaller, you can see that the mountains and the sea are connected in this world, the towering peaks are endless, it is better to add a few strokes to make a toweringGot it."

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"What is the relationship between the Weiwei and the celestial poles? Where should the eight pillars be, and what is the loss of the southeast?" From the great god Qu Yuan.