The Human Emperor disappeared, and the aura of returning to the wild world finally slowly dissipated.
Han Yifei adjusted his mood, and his heart was full of doubts. He didn't know why he suddenly felt a kind of extreme sadness, which filled the air from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but ask doubtfully:
"Mr. Xie, Master Qingchen, what happened to that smell just now?"
Xie Heng and Taoist Qingchen, who finally came back to their senses after the Human Emperor completely disappeared, looked at each other in shock. Both of them saw the shock in the depths of each other's eyes.
After glancing at Han Yifei, who was full of doubts, Xie Heng sighed and responded seriously.
"Mr. Han, the Human Emperor Dayu merged into the wilderness and disappeared completely."
Hearing this, Han Yifei was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Xie Heng with surprise.
"Mr. Xie, you..."
"You mean..."
"In the ancient times, our human race was the co-leader, the Human Emperor Dayu?"
Listening to Han Yifei's inquiry, Taoist Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed in his handsome eyes.
"Mr. Han, do you know about ancient times?"
Han Yifei saw the confusion on Taoist Qingchen's eyebrows, sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then said slowly:
"Taoist Master Qingchen didn't know that the student had read poetry and books since he was a child. He had seen some legends about ancient times in an ancient book. He originally thought that the things recorded in the book were just some conjectures of the ancients.
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"However, since getting to know Mr. Xie, the student has carefully recalled the contents of the book, and increasingly feels that the student's previous understanding seems narrow and ignorant."
Speaking of this, Han Yifei looked self-deprecating.
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With that said, Han Yifei cupped his hands towards Xie Heng and Taoist Qingchen.
"I really don't know much about the ancient history of our human race."
"I would also like to ask you two, can you tell the students in detail what happened when the Human Emperor Dayu completely disappeared? What impact will it have on the future of our human race?"
Having said that, Han Yifei bowed to the end, and his voice was full of sincerity.
Seeing what Han Yifei said, Xie Heng looked at his senior brother, Taoist Qingchen.
"Elder brother, now the human disaster is coming."
"Furthermore, the matter of the Human Emperor is, after all, an internal matter within the human race. Mr. Han, as the new champion of the Dayu Empire, knows about this matter. I think there is nothing wrong with it."
"I don't know, what does senior brother think?"
Seeing his junior brother talking non-stop to Han Yifei, Taoist Qingchen couldn't help but put his forehead on his head and said with a smile:
"Junior brother, even if you don't say anything, since Mr. Han asks, how can I refuse?"
As he said this, Taoist Qingchen followed Xiao Bai's example and rolled his eyes at Xie Heng.
"You should stop beating the drums on the side."
After saying that, he waved his hand with a gentle force, lifted Han Yifei up, and then looked at Xie Heng and smiled calmly.
"Junior brother, Brother Wei doesn't know you yet. Don't you just want to learn some ancient secrets from Brother Wei? Why are you beating around the bush like this!"
Seeing that Taoist Qingchen could easily see through his true purpose, Xie Heng also scratched his head and smiled, acquiescing.
Looking at the expectant eyes of Han Yifei and Xie Heng, Taoist Qingchen pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
"One hundred thousand years have passed since the ancient times. This is also an extremely long time for those of us who are cultivators of immortality and Taoism."
"Moreover, because of the catastrophe of killing immortals at the end of ancient times, it is an unspeakable past for the three sects, the demon clan, and the Phoenix clan."
Having said this, Taoist Qingchen paused slightly, glanced at Xie Heng, and continued.
"Even in my Kunlun Mountains, the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion contain extremely few records of ancient events. Even if they are indeed recorded, they are usually written in the Spring and Autumn Period and passed by in passing."
"Therefore, little junior brother, even though you have been familiar with various classics in the Sutra Pavilion since you were a child, you still don't know much about things in ancient times."
"Brother, I have heard my master mention some things about human emperors in ancient times, so I can tell you about them."
Hearing this, Xie Heng's expression flashed with joy and he said with a smile:
"Little brother, I know that if I ask you, senior brother, about these things, I will definitely be right."
Looking at Xie Heng's excited expression, Taoist Qingchen suddenly felt like he was being tricked by Xie Heng.
For a moment, Taoist Qingchen looked at Xie Heng with eyes full of helplessness and doting.
After playing around for a while, Taoist Qingchen's magnetic voice slowly sounded in the flower hall of the city lord's palace. An ancient past event that had long been submerged in the long river of time slowly unfolded in front of Xie Heng and Han Yifei.
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At the end of the ancient times, the Immortal Sects of the Three Religions united the Demon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the human army led by Emperor Zhuanxu to fight in the wilderness of Duguang.
In this battle, Emperor Zhuanxu single-handedly killed Emperor Taiwei, who was holding the innate treasure Chaos Bell, and defeated the alliance between the three religions' alchemists, the Phoenix clan, and the demon clan.
The human race finally achieved a comprehensive victory in this war.
However, thousands of years after this war, Emperor Zhuanxu, who was attacking the heavens and the earth and threatening the entire wilderness, somehow ended up sitting in the river of time.
For a time, the entire wilderness became turbulent again. Fortunately, the human race had the protection of the Divine Forbidden Formation, the largest formation in history left by Emperor Zhuanxu, to avoid the comeback of the world of immortality.
Later, the successors who succeeded Zhuanxu to the throne, in order to show respect for Emperor Zhuanxu, and at the same time to avoid further irritating the three religious sects, the demon clan and the Phoenix clan, no longer called themselves emperors of heaven, but all regarded themselves as co-lords of the human race.
The Human Emperor calls himself.
This is also the original origin of the title of Human Emperor.
Since Emperor Zhuanxu, there have been four human emperors in the human race: Emperor Ku of Gao Xin, Yao of Tao Tang, Shun of Yu, and Yu of Xia Hou.
The cultivation levels of the four Human Emperors are at the lowest level of the Immortal Mirror. Each Human Emperor is the mainstay of the human race in that era.
It was precisely because of the existence of such outstanding figures and the existence of the Divine Forbidden Formation that enveloped the entire wilderness that no one in the world of immortality at that time dared to act rashly.
The human emperors of the past dynasties also suppressed the destiny of the entire human race due to their own powerful strength. This also prevented the destiny of the human race from flourishing and declining due to the incarnation of Emperor Zhuanxu, and successfully preserved the destiny of the human race.
One hundred thousand years of peace.
Among them, the Human Emperor Xiahou, Yu, stabilized the luck of humanity by refining the Jiuding of Qi Luck, which is comparable to the most precious treasure of human luck, the Eight-faced Holy Sword of Humanity.
Therefore, the human race added the word "big" before the name of the Human Emperor to show the Human Emperor's achievements.
As a human emperor at the end of the ancient era and the beginning of the modern era, he also ushered in the imperial era of the human race. According to legend, his cultivation reached the realm of the earth, and he cultivated the three flowers on the top that symbolized the perfection of the earth mirror.
However, after the Human Emperor Dayu went to the Kunlun Mountains and visited the then headmaster of Kunlun, shortly after returning to the human race, he passed the title of Human Emperor to his son Xia Qi.
After thousands of years, he completely disappeared into the wilderness. It was not until later that the fate of humanity greatly weakened that everyone knew that the Human Emperor Dayu had already passed away in the long river of time.
Since then, Dayu's son Qi, because his cultivation was not as good as the Immortal Mirror, was not enough to suppress the fate of the entire human race, so the human race gradually split into many countries, which have been passed down to this day.
Taoist Qingchen narrated the history of the ancient human emperors of the human race. Hearing this, Xie Heng was also very happy, and his expression was full of respect for the ancestors of the human race.
Han Yifei, on the other hand, had a look of emotion on his face when he heard the contributions of successive human emperors to the human race.
The next moment, Han Yifei suddenly thought of something and jumped up from his chair, pacing back and forth in the small flower hall, mumbling to himself.
"Students must write books and commentaries on the past sages of our human race, so that their deeds can be passed down forever in our human race and inspire our human race to keep moving forward."
Thinking of this, Han Yifei looked at Taoist Qingchen with piercing eyes and said sincerely:
"Master Qingchen, please tell the students in detail the deeds of the emperors of the past generations. We, the descendants of the future, should not let the deeds of our ancestors sink in the long river of time."
Recalling the extreme sadness he felt before, Han Yifei always felt an unspeakable depression in his heart, which he couldn't help but feel unhappy about.
"My ancestors of the human race cannot let them bleed and shed tears. We should let future generations understand that the hundred thousand years of peace that our human race can enjoy without the oppression of gods and gods are all bought by the blood of the sages of the past generations."
Seeing Han Yifei's heroic words, he was even more excited. Taoist Qingchen shook his head slightly and waved his hand to create a pure and calm Taoist rhyme, which blended into Han Yifei's body and stabilized his surging mind.
"I admire Mr. Han's ambition."
"but……"
As he spoke, Taoist Qingchen looked at the sky outside the hall, looking at the bright moon and sparse stars, but there was a faint worry in his voice.
"Now that the human disaster is coming, we should first find a way to help the human race survive this disaster!"
After hearing this, Han Yifei, who had already calmed down, glanced at Xie Heng, who was shaking his head slightly, cupped his fists and saluted Taoist Qingchen, and said respectfully:
"Taoist Priest Qingchen said it was student Meng Lang."
At the same time, Daojun Xuancheng, who was meditating in the sky over the East China Sea, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the East China Sea under the moonlight.