genetic catastrophe

Zhao Dong's expression froze. What the hell is a gift of a hoe? Shouldn't it be a gift of an artifact or something?

It wasn't until the old man handed a rough-looking hoe to Zhao Dong that Zhao Dong declined with an embarrassed look on his face: "Isn't it bad to have such a precious thing..."

Emperor Yan was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief: "Do you know this hoe?"

Zhao Dong nodded and said: "Many people have this thing. It is used for farming..."

Hearing Zhao Dong's words, Emperor Yan laughed, shook his head and said: "This thing has carried the luck of humanity for thousands of years. If you don't want it, then I will keep it for myself."

Zhao Dong's expression froze, he looked at the hoe in the old man's hand in disbelief, and grabbed it without saying a word.

"Thank you Emperor Yan!"

"Hahahaha, funny little guy, go ahead..."

Emperor Yan smiled and waved his arm, and the scene in front of Zhao Dong suddenly became illusory.

When Zhao Dong came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that he had returned to the position where he first entered the white mist. If he hadn't been holding a hoe in his hand, he would have regarded everything just now as an illusion!

[Hey, complete the mission [Awakening the Remnant Soul of Emperor Yan] and be rewarded with a Shennong Cauldron.]

As a cold electronic sound fell, Zhao Dong suddenly found a huge bronze tripod falling heavily in his world space.

The shape of this bronze statue is extremely simple, but its size is also very huge, standing there as high as a floor!

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I don't know what the use of this thing is..."

Zhao Dong muttered and stopped paying attention to the Shennong Cauldron. Instead, he focused on the hoe in his hand.

Beside him, Ling Yan also stood there blankly. It took her a while to realize, "What a magical place..."

As she said that, Ling Yan turned her head and looked at Zhao Dong. She immediately saw the hoe in his hand and frowned: "What are you doing with a hoe?"

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "As the ancestor of the descendants of China, Emperor Yan also pioneered farming to benefit future generations. Of course I picked up a hoe to commemorate his memory..."

"Just you? Still remembering me?"

Ling Yan looked at Zhao Dong suspiciously and put the hoe in his hand into the domain space, and then snorted coldly: "Have you discovered anything? Is the person inside a friend or an enemy?"

Zhao Dong shook his head and sighed helplessly, "This matter is too complicated. To be disrespectful, I don't know what is in it at all, but I can confirm that they are not enemies."

"Since they are friends and not enemies, why are they still hiding there?" Ling Yan frowned.

Zhao Dong smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I can only say that the things here are really beyond the scope of human knowledge. Let's wait and see what happens..."

Ling Yan was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, you are responsible for this matter anyway. If anything happens, you will be responsible for it. Where is the next place?"

Zhao Dong thought for a while and said: "Let's go to the nearest Fuxi Mausoleum first..."

Ling Yan didn't say much, and was led by Zhao Dong using his teleportation ability to Fuxi Ling, a few hundred miles away.

It was quiet and peaceful here, and the area covered by the white mist was much smaller. But as soon as Zhao Dong stepped here, he felt like he was enveloped by an invisible net, as if his every move was being monitored.

!

Upon noticing this, Zhao Dong immediately took out the hoe given by Emperor Yan and strode towards the white mist ahead.

Since Emperor Yan and Fu Xi are both known as the Three Emperors, they will definitely give this hoe some face... The situation this time is completely different from the previous one, and I don't know if it is because of the hoe in Zhao Dong's hand. The two only

After walking in the white mist for three to five minutes, his eyes suddenly opened up. A peaceful mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist appeared in front of him. On the top of the mountain stood a majestic and simple palace!

"here……"

Zhao Dong frowned slightly, why did the mountains in front of him look familiar?

"This seems to be a branch of the Kunlun Mountains..." Ling Yan frowned and muttered.

Zhao Dong suddenly realized that it was he who passed by here in the first place, so he had some impressions!

However, the nearest branch of the Kunlun Mountains is hundreds of kilometers away. Could it be that they had already crossed hundreds of kilometers in just a few minutes of walking in the white mist?

"Is this the Kunlun Mountain we know? Just like the space in the white mist before, this is also a space that exists in a special form. Everything here is real, but at the same time it does not exist...

…”

Ling Yan rolled her eyes at Zhao Dong and snorted coldly: "Don't you know how to speak human language?"

Zhao Dong glanced at Ling Yan speechlessly and said, "Just follow me!"

I don't know if it was because of the hoe, but this time when climbing the mountain, I didn't experience the same time and space confusion as before, and the two of them reached the top of the mountain smoothly.

At this moment, the seemingly small building and palace at the foot of the mountain came into their sight clearly!

Zhao Dong stared blankly at the scene in front of him, unable to recover for a long time. The domineering and grandeur of this palace completely left him unable to think of any words to describe it. If he had to say it, it could only be a miracle.

Got it!

Just standing here, I can't help but have the urge to kneel down and worship!

In front of the palace in the center, a tall tombstone stands there, with three characters carved on it: "Fuxi Mausoleum!"

"So spectacular..."

Ling Yan couldn't help but admire. She had seen many places of interest, but she had never encountered anything like the Fuxi Mausoleum in front of her.

Looking around, there were some bronze vessels placed in the corners of the surrounding palaces.

These vessels look very ordinary, and at first glance they appear to be immeasurable priceless treasures, but their appearance is a bit unremarkable.

"It is rumored that Fuxi style created the Fuxi Bagua, and later it was said that he left the Fuxi Nine Needles. I wonder if there will be one here..."

Ling Yan's eyes were burning, and she seemed to be very interested in these mysterious things. Zhao Dong waved his hand and said, "Then you go look for it, and I'll go see the real owner."

"Huh, whatever you want!"

Ling Yan curled her lips, glanced at Zhao Dong with disdain, and then walked towards the palace on one side.

She didn't like to get involved in this kind of thing, so it would be best if Zhao Dong could solve it by himself.

Zhao Dong didn't care either. He had long been used to this woman's bad temper. As long as he couldn't hear or see her, everything would be fine.

When he arrived at the central palace gate, he bowed respectfully and then raised his hand to knock on the door.

However, this knock on Zhao Dong was a direct knock on Loneliness, and the palace door opened silently just a crack, just enough for him to pass straight through!

Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment, then stepped in after hesitating for a moment.

However, the next moment, a scene that shocked him even more appeared. Behind the palace gate was not the magnificent, gold-plated and jade-inlaid palace he had imagined, but a quiet grove, with an antique wooden house nearby.

In the distance, a figure was lying on a wicker chair in front of the wooden house, very comfortable.

"..."

Zhao Dong walked to the fence outside the wooden house with a strange expression and said respectfully: "Zhao Dong, a descendant of the human race, came to visit our ancestor Fuxi..."

"Stop whining and chirping, come in..."

The figure waved with her back to Zhao Dong, speaking in a modern accent!

This time, Zhao Dong can't deal with it directly. Before, Emperor Yan was still a literate painter, but why did he become so arrogant when he came to Fuxi?

Zhao Dong walked up to the figure with a blank look on his face and quickly looked at him carefully.

He does look very quaint and looks like a very peaceful middle-aged man, but what he holds in his hand is a modern novel!

"???"

Fuxi raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Dong, and said lightly: "Are you surprised? Are you allowed to continue to make progress, but not me, an old man, allowed to keep pace with the times?"

Zhao Dong's eyelids twitched and he sneered quickly: "Of course not, it's just something I didn't expect..."

Fuxi flipped the book in his hand and said, "Don't you come to me if you have something to do? Let's talk about it now."

Zhao Dong was too lazy to be polite and simply went straight to the point, saying: "I'm here to confirm the situation here. I want to know what your current attitude towards the human race is."

Fuxi smiled faintly and said: "Of course I am on your side, but..."

Having said this, Fuxi paused and continued: "I won't care about your nonsense. As long as you don't die, I won't take action."

"What the hell..."

Zhao Dong muttered in his heart, why does this Fuxi look a little unruly?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dong asked: "Then I want to ask, do you know about the upcoming disaster?"

"You still need to ask? I must have known..."

Fuxi looked like it was natural.

"Then do you know how to break this calamity?"

Zhao Dong asked again, even if he couldn't get the other party's guarantee, at least he had to ask something.

"Well..."

Fuxi pondered for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Zhao Dong, and said with a smile: "Do you have any good books there? I have to say that the things you people of later generations have come up with are really interesting..."

Zhao Dong glanced at the booklet in Fuxi's hand. There were three words printed on the cover: Journey to the West.

"this……"

"Oh, you don't look like you, forget it, I'll do it myself when I get the chance..."

Fuxi showed a helpless expression, pointed to a dark disk on the table in front of him, and said: "Take that and leave quickly, don't disturb me..."

"Well, I'll visit you again when I have the opportunity..."

Zhao Dong stayed for a moment, then saluted Fu Xi again, then grabbed the disc and turned around to leave.

"Wait a moment……"

Just when Zhao Dong turned around and was about to leave, Fuxi suddenly stopped Zhao Dong and said, "Take this book too. I'm tired of reading it. Remember to bring me some new ones if you have the chance."

Come."

Zhao Dong was a little confused and subconsciously took the booklet, then turned and left without tears.