"Familiarity? Why?" Hongmao didn't understand what he was talking about.
"I think Senior Fairy Peony should understand what I'm saying." Ren Xiaoyao said, looking at Fairy Peony's unpredictable appearance.
"Yes, I know, but it's useless for you to ask now. It's better to follow me. The answer will be revealed soon." Fairy Peony said calmly.
Ren Xiaoyao and Hongmao continued to walk forward with doubts, and Ren Xiaoyao's feeling became stronger and stronger at this time. He felt like an abandoned child who had returned to his parents.
"We are here." The Peony Fairy said in a deep voice.
There is a stone gate in front of him, and Ren Xiaoyao knows that the answer lies behind the stone gate.
"Senior Peony Fairy, hurry up and open the stone door." Ren Xiaoyao, who couldn't wait to know the answer, urged.
Fairy Peony pressed a slight bulge on the left side of the stone door, and the stone door slowly opened. The moment the stone door opened, Ren Xiaoyao rushed in. What is the answer? He thought it should be solved.
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Hongmao also ran in, but the scene that greeted Hongmao and Ren Xiaoyao left them speechless for a long time.
Three immortal and ancient old men knelt on the ground in a triangle shape. Surrounding them was a black sword. When they saw the sword, they knelt on the ground unconsciously. At this time, Ren
Xiaoyao was also kneeling on the ground, but put his hand on the sword, his face full of piety.
Time passed away little by little, and no one here felt that this moment became eternity.
After an unknown amount of time, Ren Xiaoyao slowly woke up and tried to recall what had happened.
After Ren Xiaoyao rushed in, he saw this sword. A strong sense of familiarity came from this sword. What came from the sword was not only a sense of familiarity, but also a more violent momentum, that was from heaven to earth.
Ren Xiaoyao knelt on the ground unconsciously with the kingly aura of being the only one in his power.
Seeing Hong Mao kneeling on the ground, Ren Xiaoyao realized that things were not that simple. What was the magic power of this sword that made so many people willing to kneel for it?
"Wake up." Ren Xiaoyao walked over and punched Hong Mao on the shoulder, trying to wake him up.
"Ah!" Hong Mao came back to his senses and found himself kneeling on the ground, feeling very strange.
Hongmao stood up and said, "Big brother, what's going on? Why am I kneeling here?"
"I don't know either." Ren Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly.
"This is your normal reaction." Fairy Peony's voice suddenly came.
The two people immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw the Peony Fairy with a serious face. There were three old people standing beside him, each of them had a righteous look on their face.
"Senior Fairy Peony, can we tell you now what exactly is going on?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.
"Okay, I will tell you the answer. The reason why you are kneeling here is because you are Chinese and descendants of Yan and Huang!" Fairy Peony said calmly.
"What does this have to do with us being Chinese and descendants of Yan and Huang?" Hong Mao asked strangely.
"Because the one you just kneeled on was our great ancestor--Xuanyuan Huangdi!" Fairy Peony said solemnly.
"Xuanyuan Huangdi, what do you mean, I don't understand." Hongmao was still confused, but Ren Xiaoyao had a little understanding, that sword must have something to do with Xuanyuan Huangdi.
"Listen first, let me tell you a story." Fairy Peony was now interested in telling the story.
Seeing that the two of them were listening attentively, Fairy Peony nodded and said slowly: "About four thousand years ago, many clans and tribes lived in the Yellow River and Yangtze River basins of our country. The Yellow Emperor was the most famous one in the legend. Tribal leader. The tribe headed by Huangdi first lived near Jishui in northwest my country, and later moved to Zhuolu, began to develop animal husbandry and agriculture, and settled down. Another tribal leader at the same time as Huangdi was called Yandi, who first lived in Zhuolu. Near Jiangshui in northwest my country, it is said that they are close relatives of the Huangdi tribe. The Yandi tribe is gradually declining, while the Huangdi tribe is prospering. At this time, there was a leader of the Jiuli tribe named Chi You. Legend has it that Chi You had eighty-one brothers. They are all beasts' bodies, with bronze heads and iron foreheads, and they eat sand and stones. They are extremely ferocious. They also make swords, halberds, bows and crossbows and various weapons. They often lead their tribes to invade other tribes. The Yellow Emperor has long wanted to get rid of them. This scourge of various tribes united the tribes, prepared men and horses, and launched a decisive battle with Chi You in the fields of Zhuolu. The Yellow Emperor usually domesticated bears, crabs, Pixiu, Xiu, tigers and other wild beasts. During the war, he would Chi You released these ferocious beasts to help in the battle. Although Chi You's soldiers were fierce, they could not resist Huang Di's army and the group of ferocious tigers and ferocious beasts, and they fled one after another. Huang Di led his soldiers to pursue the victory, and suddenly it was dark and the sky was dark. , thick fog, strong winds, thunder and lightning made it impossible for Huangdi's soldiers to catch up. In order to deal with Chiyou, Huangdi gathered all the spiritual energy from the world to forge a sword, which is the "Demon-killing World Sword". Later, our ancestors used this sword. I killed Chi You with my sword, unified the world, and restored peace to the world."
"Senior Fairy Peony, do you mean that the sword we are seeing now is the sword of Huangdi Xuanyuan - the Demon-Slaying World Sword!" Ren Xiaoyao asked in surprise.
"Yes, this sword is the Demon-Enduring Sword. Emperor Xuanyuan used this sword to kill Chi You with his own hands!" Fairy Peony looked at the Demon-Enduring Sword with admiration in her eyes.
"Then why did we kneel down involuntarily when we saw this sword?" Hong Mao asked still puzzled.
"This sword has been with Huang Emperor Xuanyuan for many years. The sword is stained with the aura of the Yellow Emperor. Of course our descendants will kneel down when they see the aura of our ancestors." Fairy Peony explained.
"Oh, so that's it." Hongmao nodded.
"Senior Peony Fairy, I still don't understand why, in addition to admiration for this sword, I also have an indescribable feeling of intimacy." Ren Xiaoyao asked hesitantly.
"Mr. Ren, I'm going to tell you exactly what I'm going to say next. I hope you won't be too shocked." Fairy Peony's expression became serious and she said in a deep voice.
"My business? What's my business? Isn't it because I have something to do with this sword?" Ren Xiaoyao was startled by Fairy Peony's tone, and vaguely felt that what he saw was getting more and more bizarre.
"Yes, it is related to you, otherwise I would not tell you the secrets of the ancient martial arts world. Listen carefully, you - Ren Xiaoyao, no, your surname is not Ren at all, your surname should be surname
Jiang, it should be Xuanyuan, you are a direct descendant of our ancestor Huangdi Xuanyuan!" Fairy Peony's expression became more serious than ever before, and she said to me word by word.