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Everyone looked at each other, knowing that Fuxi and Nuwa were the beginning of civilization. Although there were Suiren and Chao clans earlier, they were like barbarians.

It was from Fuxi and Nuwa that we began to have a truly condensed and systematic culture and inheritance.

It turns out that the opportunity for everything was a huge catastrophe. The circumference of the planet changed, the earth was irregular, and the floods were monstrous.

Miaohan said with emotion: "Times create heroes. Without the stimulation of the environment and the pressure of disasters, our ancestors would not have made much change."

"In ancient times, there were countless disasters, and civilization was able to adapt."

Everyone nodded. If there was no pressure to survive to unite people's hearts, perhaps Nuwa would still be making mud and Fuxi would still be fishing, living a happy and worry-free life. What kind of civilization would they create? no need.

"People were forced out, and our civilization emerged from disasters. The Buzhou Stone Pillar is the earliest known strange object. The Three Tomb Emperor Chapter records the earliest incident of containing strange objects." Luo Yan said.

Feng Laogui's eyes widened: "Do you have the three tombs and five classics passed down by the devil?"

"Three Tombs", "Five Codes", "Basuo" and "Nine Hills" are the earliest ancient documents and classics, but unfortunately they have all been lost.

Luo Yan nodded and said: "Part of it has been inherited. Jiuqiu is the map of mountains and seas, and the eight ropes are the ancient Book of Changes. The Five Canons are the books of the Five Emperors, and part of them are spread in ancient pre-Qin books such as Shangshu. Penglai and...their ancient immortals should all have collected them. Is there a complete one?"

Zhang Bijiang smiled lightly and said: "Of course, my master Chi Songzi is living history."

Luo Yan said excitedly: "Although my demonic path has three tombs, because it is tied to tie knots to record events, part of my demonic path was solved by chance."

"You must know the meaning of several knots. Please tell me."

Zhang Pijiang waved his hand: "It's easy to talk."

Yan Nu had been listening, but he didn't expect to know about the Yellow Emperor's ascension to heaven. He wanted to know about so many educated people, and he deeply regretted that he couldn't study.

I couldn't help but muttered to the side: "What is knotting ropes to record events?"

Yuan Fu explained in a flattering manner: "Emperor, there was no writing in ancient times. Our ancestors tied ropes to remember things. A big knot represented a big thing, a small knot represented a small thing, and the distance between the knots was used as a time scale. , assists memory and facilitates oral transmission of ancient history.”

"Nonsense!" Luo Yan and Zhang Pijiang said in unison, both rolling their eyes.

Miaohan was stunned: "Isn't it? The Zuo family in the Spring and Autumn Period said: There are no words in the ancient times. There are covenants and oaths. For big things, there are ropes, and for small things, there are ropes. The number of knots is followed by the crowd, and everyone holds on to each other. Examination is enough to treat each other."

She read a lot and quoted directly from the classics.

Luo Yan shook his head and said: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books. Zuo Qiuming knows nothing about tying strings to record events. If he knew, the Three Tombs would not be lost."

"Do you think the ancient people just tied a knot? How many things can be passed down by word of mouth alone?"

"In fact, every knot is very complex, complicated and intricate, and weaved like a flower. Different knots represent different pronunciations."

"What? Pronunciation?" Everyone was stunned.

Luo Yan nodded, casually pulled out a piece of thread from his clothes, and tied it into a beautiful knot, like four long petals forming a cross.

"This is a cross knot. Of course, it wasn't called that in ancient times. It was pronounced 'hiss' instead."

Then he showed off his craftsmanship one after another, tying several knots, like delicate knitting.

"This is a double-money knot...this is an auspicious knot...this is a bow knot..."

"Button knot, pipa knot, Tuanjin knot, Panzhang knot, caisson knot, double link knot, brocade knot..."

"Each knot represents a different sound, spelling out a word or a word, so a rope is tied to a longer line across it, and then another column is formed, and the second word is continued."

"Repeatedly..."

Everyone saw that Luo Yan worked quickly, stretched a rope horizontally, and then hung strings of knots from right to left to form a beautiful curtain.

"With such a set of knots, as long as you know the pronunciation of each knot, you can spell out concise and concise sentences to record events. This is the earliest 'book'."

Miaohan suddenly realized, isn't this the symbol of "book"?

I originally thought it was a pictogram of a letter, but when I thought about it carefully, I realized that the distance was a bit too big. It was a knotted book.

Zhang Bijiang nodded and said: "Yes, my master Chi Songzi once said that knotting ropes to record events has a history of at least 10,000 years."

"The shaman room of his former tribe was covered with such knots, recording every place the Shennong clan migrated from its birthplace to finally settling in Changyang Mountain and starting farming... what it went through during this period All major events have been recorded in knots. It has been accumulated over thousands of years and contains hundreds of thousands of words. It is a vast epic..."

"This is the knowledge passed down by a group from generation to generation. Otherwise, how can we remember it by just relying on our mouths?"

Yan Nu was shocked and asked anxiously: "What about the knot? Why wasn't it passed down?"

Shen Leling looked at him sideways: "My stupid brother...the knot is too easy to rot. It is made of plants. In a few years, it will return to dust and return to dust."

Zhang Pijiang smiled helplessly: "Yes, so every few generations, we have to tie the records left by our predecessors with knots again."

"But it's still too fragile and can't withstand the abuse."

Yan Nu asked: "Why not carve it on the stone?"

Zhang Bijiang spread his hands and said: "Because our history is too long... Hundreds of thousands of words, how many stones are needed? And how big a warehouse is needed to store them? It is impossible to carry them with us during frequent migrations. It is too inconvenient."

"So our ancestors have lived for a long time and have epic inheritance, but civilization started with Nuwa Fuxi."

"The Fuxi clan developed into the Shennong clan and the Taihao clan, and the former branched off into the Yandi clan."

"The Nuwa clan is relatively scattered and is a collection of many clans. Among them, the Shaodian clan branched out from the Xiong clan. Huangdi had the leader of the Xiong clan. Later, he conquered many clans such as the Xuanyuan clan and unified all the descendants of Nuwa."

"After that, it will sweep across the world and open up the first empire of the Divine Continent."

"After ascending to heaven, he took away some strange objects...but eventually put them back."

"The Buzhou Stone Pillar is one of them. It is not only bound to our planet, but can be triggered by standing it on any sphere."

"Because it can also derive the art of mechanisms, and because it can be destroyed, it is not suitable for use in actual combat. Therefore, the Yellow Emperor later returned during the Warring States Period and gave it to the person with the best craftsman skills at that time."

Luo Yan pursed his lips: "Is it Mozi..."

Zhang Pijiang smiled: "I don't know about that. Your demonic ideas are even more extreme than ours. To destroy all strange things is really arrogant. It's not like the Yellow Emperor's style, but more like... the ancient Yan Emperor's."

Luo Yan pondered and glanced at Yan Nu.

There is only one Yellow Emperor, but Yan Emperor is a title that lasts for more than ten generations.

Perhaps the Demonic Way is the handiwork of the ancient Yan Emperor, but as the latest generation of Yan Emperors, today's Yannu is a strange object in his own right, and there are differences with the Demonic Way in the end.

Luo Yan pressed this thought and asked: "The Yellow Emperor used Buzhou Mountain to destroy the barrier that blocked the entire sun."

"Then what? Was that thing planted by Void Spirit?"

Zhang Pijiang continued: "The Yellow Emperor broke the fetal membranes and alarmed an ethereal civilization."

"There are nine huge, dark, bird-like creatures. They are like small stars, emitting golden light all over their bodies, so we call them the Golden Crow."

"They are very powerful and the light they radiate is extremely intense."

"Huang Di tried to communicate, but he couldn't communicate at all. He didn't know what the other party's communication method was."

"The ancient immortals used spiritual power to communicate, but as soon as the spiritual power came close, it was burned by the fire shrouded by the golden crow."

"They ignored all the immortals and headed straight for Shenzhou."

When everyone heard this, why didn’t they understand?

They all exclaimed in unison: "Toka volley!"

Zhang Bijiang said solemnly: "That's right, it's ten days of volleying, nine golden crows plus the sun, scorching the earth, burning crops, thousands of miles of scorched earth, and all life being reduced to ashes."

Everyone's hearts were shocked. It turned out that the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven on a dragon, broke through the fetal membrane of the ethereal spirit that enveloped the entire solar world, and provoked Jiu Ri.

"No wonder there were no Ten Days in ancient times. They appeared suddenly."

"So Yi is one of the ancient immortals? When the Nine Days came outside the territory, the Yellow Emperor, Yi and other immortals destroyed them?"

Zhang Pijiang waved his hand: "Huang Di can't stop him at all."

"As soon as Jiuri appears, he will go to Shenzhou. He is extremely fast and can teleport."

"The ancient immortal's abilities were extremely poor and he couldn't teleport at all. It took him three hundred years to fly to the fetal membrane!"

"It can be said that when we saw this situation, everyone was crazy with anxiety, extremely powerless, and completely desperate!"

Don't you think everyone is in despair? He ate dust from behind and was suddenly thrown away.

Watching people go to the Divine Continent, the energy that naturally blooms is unbearable for the human race.

As for Huang Di and the others, if they want to go back and rescue them, they have to fly for another three hundred years!

Yan Nu had a strong sense of empathy, and his face was full of anxiety: "What should we do? What happens next?"

Miaohan saw that he didn't know Yi had fallen for nine days, so he quickly said: "It doesn't matter, Yi will take action."

Luo Yanze said: "Is there a strange thing in Shenzhou?"

Zhang Bijiang nodded: "Yes, I didn't do anything during those nine days. I just looked down from the sky in Shenzhou, as if I was just observing people."

"But the disaster they bring is extremely terrible."

"Fortunately, the emperor Ku at that time was a natural genius, knew people well and made good use of them, and was decisive and brave."

"I didn't know it was an imaginary spirit. I thought it was a calamity coming from heaven. The end of the world was coming... So as the emperor of humanity, I asked heaven: Since heaven gave birth to humans, why did it deliberately make things difficult for people and not let them live?"

"Now ten days are in the sky, with fierce fire below, and all the people are like steel! The hearts of the people are so fierce that they should be turned into sharp blades and shoot out the sky!"

When everyone heard this, they said clearly: "So that's it. Letting destiny follow people's hearts is adding new rules to the practice system."

"The will of all peoples can be condensed into weapons."

Zhang Pijiang nodded: "That's right, it wasn't long after Jedi Tiantong was established at that time, and Emperor Ku's reign was at the peak of the Human Emperor's reign."

"In addition, under the catastrophe, public opinion was overwhelming. At the critical moment, Emperor Ku led everyone to directly add personal emperor skills."

"So countless beliefs turned into a sharp weapon, with a long cone like an arrow, and a spear, like a killing blade!"

"This blade is filled with the will of all people, killing everything. It is called 'Gaoxin', and it points directly to the sky!"

Yan Nu's eyes shone and his blood boiled.

Miaohan nodded repeatedly: "That's it...yes, yes! The word 'Xin' means exactly the tool of execution. Its pictogram is a weapon of punishment. Like the axe, it also symbolizes the judgment of execution."

"The emperor's name is Gaoxin, which means supreme execution!"

"Countless people's hearts gathered together in one place, brilliant and majestic, to kill everything, to execute the sun!"

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p.s: Sorry. I wrote the back part first and then the front part, which made it so late. There is a lot to explain here, and there will be an update today. I will update two chapters after I get up from bed.