Rebirth Dominator

Huan Wanghua fought in all directions, destroyed Xuanyuan and Nanping barbarians in the east, and established the Dahuan Dynasty. He reigned for thirty-four years and turned into a god. The details of the situation, left a variety of legends.

His grandson Chongbai, under the witness of the princes Fang Bo, and the worship of thousands of princes and Wang Jihuan, walked up the steps with bronze tripods and sat on the throne.

Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the heavy white eyes in the crown robe were solemn, and he finally knew the feeling of his grandfather Huan Hua sitting on this throne. What lies under this throne is kingship, and it is also a sword and a sea of ​​fire.

Chongbai became the second Huan King of the Dahuan Dynasty, the co-lord of the world.

The alternation of royal power in the Dahuan Dynasty came to an end amidst the stormy seas and near-never danger.

King Huan recompiled the history books in vain, and wrote this record for King Hua of Huan, and the great witch Jiyun became a stroke in the history books, which was lightly passed over, leaving only the unknown records of his rebellion and death.

At the same time, it is recorded in the wars of attacking Xuanyuan in the north and destroying the barbarians in the south, as well as the heyday of Xundu. Along with it, Qingguo Hou, Jia Guobo, Wu Jiku, Xuanyuan State Priest, Xundu were also recorded in history. Some figures like Xuegong Fuzifeng, some spout a thousand words, and some just mention them in one stroke.

How many turbulent wars, heroic arrogance or conspiracies and tricks have turned into plain and simple historical records.

But all of this has nothing to do with ordinary human civilians. What they want is peace, fields, and survival.

Dahuan has completely entered into a peaceful and stable development, and peace has come to the land. The princes, Fangbo, and tribal chiefs who were about to move left the Xundu and returned to their own feudal kingdoms and city tribes.

The city of Xundu has regained its prosperity and prosperity. Thousands of people pass through the city gates of Xundu. The market will start again this month, but it is on North Street, not far from Xundu Xuegong , Shops selling sundries have begun to appear, and this may be the first permanent shop in the Shanhai world.

Everything reveals new life and vigor, making people feel that the footsteps of history are striding forward.

The old cattle dragged the goods, the common people were barefoot and wore knee-high sackcloth, carrying parcels or driving sheep into it, and the slaves were repairing because the slaves and craftsmen were burning and destroying because of the chaos before repairing. houses.

Thousands of fertile fields can be seen in the distance outside the city. Farmers are tending the wheat fields under the scorching sun, and children are running in the wheat fields holding foxtails, playing and laughing innocently.

Three miraculous steeds walked out of Xundu City with the endless flow of people, and set foot on the road outside.

Immediately sat three people in different dresses, two thin and one fat, dressed in the short clothes commonly used by shamans and shamans in Xundu, pulling the reins and walking slowly along the road, admiring the most primitive ancient Dahuan along the way landscape and people.

"The vicissitudes of mountains and rivers are just a big dream!"

"Who in the future generations would have thought that I, Lao Jia, was once a member of the Dingding Human Race who fought bloody battles!"

Walking out of Xundu, Jia Yi seemed to be very moved. He witnessed the conferment of the god Huan after the death of King Huan who once fought together in the world. Seeing the new king ascend the throne, give up the feudal kingdom and the identity of Jia Guobo, it seemed to make his heart ache. Once again withstood the baptism.

Qingyang lamented how time flies: "Tengsheng may not be able to go back with us. He is old, and it may only be a few years!"

Fang Xiu rode on the horse, walking leisurely forward, carrying a bamboo hat on his back, which he brought in when he entered Xundu, and now he also left with it: "He spent his whole life in this world, maybe Compared to the present world, this place has already become his home!"

The time spent in the world of mountains and seas is also counted as lifespan, but those of them who have been bathed in the blood of the kun have the same lifespan as a sorcerer who has mastered supernatural powers, with a limit of two hundred years, but others do not have this kind of lifespan. treated.

The three of them walked through the land of Wangji all the way, and saw stretches of villages and townships on the road, and finally reached the edge of the land of Wangji, and further on, there were large areas of wild mountains and seas, and occasionally they could see feudal states and city tribes.

However, the miraculous horse under his crotch was brought in by the northern princes as tribute, and it can run like a flat land even on mountain roads, so it is quite useful.

The three of them ran wildly all the way, carrying a jug of wine, drinking and chatting comfortably, the previous one finished drinking, and then threw it to the next one.

The evening wind by the side of the road made them crooked, as if they might fall off their horses at any moment, and they laughed and shouted wantonly along the way.

The three of them are not young, and with the time they spent in the world of mountains and seas, they have already passed middle age, but at this moment, they feel the pleasure of youth in fresh clothes and angry horses, the feeling of being unafraid of any challenge and full of arrogance Back on the body again.

At the end of the avenue, it became three forked roads, as if they were specially prepared for the three of them.

The three of them drove their horses to this fork, and immediately pulled the reins, knowing that it was time to part.

The setting sun reflected the color of blood red, and the shadows of the trees beside the road were drawn out.

The three of them looked at each other and were silent for a while, but couldn't help but laughed together.

"It's time to say goodbye again!" Qingyang took the reins and led the horse in a circle, looking at Fang Xiu and Jia Yi,

"Why pretend to be sad! There will be a reunion!" Fang Xiu held the rein with one hand, squinted his eyes while holding the wine pot, and showed a free and easy smile.

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the altar in one gulp, then threw it out and smashed it to pieces.

"Eight years later, on the edge of the South China Sea in Dongzhou, the land of Qingguo!" Jia Yi whipped his horsewhip and was the first to rush out.

Qingyang nodded to Fang Xiu, and then walked along another fork.

Fang Xiu took off the bamboo hat he was carrying on his back, put it on his head, shouted angrily, and started off with a whip.

The three horses galloped along the avenue at the fastest speed, setting off a trail of smoke and dust. In the wisps of dust, the figures of the three gradually disappeared at the end of the sky in the fork in the setting sun.

A year later, Qingyang opened a Taoist temple in Taishou Mountain, east of Dahuan, and called himself Qingyang Sanren, recruiting disciples and preaching everywhere.

In the surrounding human tribes and cities, there are often incidents of monsters attacking the city and evil things harming people. This place belongs to the boundary between the human race and the monster race, and the conflict between the two sides is extremely serious.

Qingyang Sanren often go down the mountain to expel evil spirits and goblins to protect one side, and some talented people in the tribe are naturally favored by Qingyang Sanren, and they are selected into the dojo as boys.

Then select the best among the boys and accept them as preaching disciples.

Jia Yi searched all over the north, and opened a cave in a mountain overflowing with spiritual energy. He called it Lingshu Mountain.

The north is a densely populated place with many feudal vassals, and there are many disciples for Jia Yi to choose from, but there is also a lot of competition, and it is easy to conflict with various shaman priests and shaman groups. , Xuanyuan Kingdom, which closed the mountain gate, no one knows if it will reappear on that day.

Further north, there is a wider territory in the north that humans have not set foot on, and no one knows what is hidden there.

In the south, the annexation and war among various vassal states and tribes intensified.

But at this moment, a large bone ship with a lonely lamp hanging on it passed through the vast sea of ​​darkness and arrived at the legendary Youdu Xiandao.