According to legend, he is a famous second generation ancestor and a model of not doing his job properly.
Either singing or cooking, nothing serious at all.
Why do you think you respect him so much?"
Guan Shanle did not participate in the conversation between Cai Gen and the others. His status was a bit special and he was not suitable for chatting together.
But the curiosity in my heart was already overflowing.
After all, Xia Qi's performance at this time was completely different from his legendary appearance.
In particular, as the ancestor god of shamanism, each one has a very high status.
That is an existence outside the four major divine systems in the Kyushu world.
If you invite one person alone, it can be said to be a powerful mover.
Even the Great Golden Immortal, the Bodhisattva Arhat, and the ancestral gods of Shamanism will not take it seriously. The foundation is so profound.
"Xiaoguan, you are still young.
When will I grow up?
When looking at things, don't look at the surface. There are some truths in what is recorded in the history books.
Let me tell you this.
Back then, Dayu left a single word and followed the God of Pain away.
How much resistance do you think there will be to breaking the concession system?
Do you think Xia Qi succeeded to the throne by relying on Dayu's reputation?
How do you think Xia Qi became Xia Emperor?"
Ezhenbeile did not look at Guan Shanle, but began to teach in his heart.
Guan Shanle was also shocked after receiving the information.
In his mind, shouldn't Dayu help Xia Qi take over?
If Dayu had just left a word, he would have ignored it.
One can't help but wonder if Xia Qi is his biological son.
This is putting Xia Qi on the fire to roast.
I think at the beginning, the fundamental reason for the implementation of the abdication system from generation to generation was that the connection between the various tribes was relatively loose, not as close as a country, but more like a military alliance.
The leader of this tribal alliance relied on his charisma to conquer various tribes and submit to them wholeheartedly.
Various tribes were able to submit to Dayu, but it was a different matter for Dayu's son Xia Qi.
Besides having a good father, Dayu, how could he, Xia Qi, convince the various tribes?
People at that time had relatively simple ideas, and were either conquered in terms of personality or in terms of force. There was no reason to conquer by loving the house and the bird.
"Uh-huh, Baylor, the difficulties Xia Qi encountered back then must have been quite big, right?"
Sensing the change in Guan Shanle's attitude, Zhen Baylor smiled.
"It's not just that it's small.
He is simply an enemy of the world.
After all, the justice of the family and the world has been lost, no matter how you say it, it doesn't make sense.
Therefore, there are many more people who oppose it than those who support it.
In other words, except for Dayu's direct tribes, all other tribes are from Boyi's side.
After all, Boyi had followed Yu for many years and made considerable contributions to water control.
In particular, he has outstanding personality and is friendly to others, so he is very popular.
Originally, when Yu stepped down, he should have yielded to Boyi.
Who knows why Dayu was so crazy that he suddenly decided to pass the throne to his son.
When Dayu was here, none of the tribes dared to object.
But Dayu suddenly left, and the tribes couldn't hold him back.
Fortunately, Xia Qi's mother is from the Tushan clan.
Growing up, he was protected by the Tushan family, so he did not die unexpectedly at an early age.
Otherwise, let alone succeeding to the throne, it would be difficult to grow up.
Not to mention anything else, the Tushan clan lost 30% of their clan members in order to protect Xia Qi in those years. Do you think it was difficult?"
When Guan Shanle heard this, his eyes changed when he looked at Xia Qi.
This handsome boy, since his infancy, has been burdened with a burden that ordinary people cannot criticize. He is indeed a legendary figure, and none of them are given for free.
"Even as an adult, Xia Qi is even more difficult.
After all, in the more than ten years since he was growing up, the power of the tribal alliance has been in Boyi's hands.
If you want to regain the power, it will never be possible to rely solely on the words of his father Dayu, and no one will listen.
Therefore, there is only one most difficult road before Xia Qi.
There are eighty-one large tribes that are named, and hundreds of small tribes that cannot be named.
It's like fighting monsters to upgrade, defeat them one by one, and conquer them one by one.
After fighting for a full ten years, he met his ultimate opponent Boyi and the Battle of Gan happened."
A hundred words easily fell into Guan Shanle's heart like thunder.
How hard it was, what a sea of knives and fire.
We were outnumbered, surrounded by enemies on all sides, and had nothing but a word from his father. How did Xia Qi survive?
"In the end, in the final battle, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.
Boyi had been in business for many years and was well prepared. He had a powerful army, a hundred times that of Xia Qi.
Finally, Xia Qi found our shamanism and asked for help to participate in the decisive battle.
Xia Qi, after all, there is a mission left by the God of Pain, and we shamans have no shirk.
In addition to the national gods, all the ancestor gods are out.
That battle was so brutal.
Even with the help of our shamanism and the efforts of all members of the Tushan clan, it is still very difficult.
After we lost three ancestor gods, we felt that we couldn't bear it anymore.
After all, the mission of our shamanism is not only to assist Xia Qi, but also has a longer-term arrangement.
So, we discussed and summoned the national god, even if it cost a heavy price.
At the critical moment, Xia Qi stood up.
Stepping on the two dragons, facing the enemy's siege, you are not afraid of danger.
Just like when he came out today, he also had the basket on his back.
We didn't have much contact with Xia Qi at that time.
But his invincible reputation spread like a god.
As for his specific strength, we have no idea.
We wanted to stop Xia Qi, but he stopped us.
Then, I took out four volumes of Tiange."
Four volumes of Tiange?
Guan Shanle looked at the basket behind Xia Qi and the scroll in the frame, full of doubts.
"Um, really Baylor, what are the four volumes of Tiange?
Is it an artifact like Hetu Luoshu?
Use it to overwhelm mountains and seas and destroy heaven and earth?"
Er Zhenbeile was amused by Guan Shanle's words.
"Haha, it would be great if it was some kind of magical weapon.
Think about what the god of suffering left behind.
Where can I find anything serious?
No, there is no such thing as common sense.
Maybe, the old man Kushen felt that the killing weapon was harmful to Tianhe and inconsistent with his original intention.
Or maybe it's because he feels that all battles in the human world are internal conflicts and there is no need to use any killing weapons.
The four volumes of Tiange are actually music scores.
That was also the first time I heard Xia Qi sing.
Can you imagine?
In front of the two armies.
On the battlefield where thousands of troops are watching, blood and swords are mixed.
Xia Qi sang as if there was no one around.
Moreover, I am not very proficient in singing and always forget the lyrics.
You have to follow the music score to sing it in full.
It was his unskilled singing voice that defeated Boyi who had an absolute advantage.
It conquered everyone present.
Now that I think about it, I still find it hard to accept that scene."
Guan Shanle imagined it for a moment, and what came into his mind was the image of a concert, but the fans were replaced by soldiers, and the glow sticks were replaced by swords.
"Uh-huh, Baylor, I see that Xia Qi is carrying five scrolls in his basket.
Shouldn't it be the Five Volumes of Tiange?
Why is it four volumes?"
Erzhenbeile shook his head gently.
"How I wish I had never seen it, then Volume 5.
Boyi's relatives, who had lost both ears, carried the first four volumes and fled.
Finally, I experienced the fifth volume of Xia Qi’s Tiange.
The result was so miserable that I can't even describe it.
Okay, okay, Xia Qi starts to perform.
Stop talking and listen carefully."
Before Zhen Baylor finished speaking, Xia Qi had already stood on top of the two dragons again and pulled out a scroll from the frame behind him.
