Huo Yuan spoke eloquently and told Zhu Rongtong Gong everything he knew.
What Huo Yuan narrates is the history that really happened. It is the scars and the dripping blood marks. It is the joy, anger, sorrow and joy that the ancestors of the Zhurong clan have experienced personally.
As for Zhu Rongtonggong, although he is a descendant of gods, he feels that he is listening to myths.
The powerful Zhurong God Clan and Gonggong God Clan, in order not to be completely wiped out by the irresistible force in the dark, and completely withered like other God Clan, they actually willingly allowed themselves to be driven by the human race. Even in order to tie their own family to the human race's chariot, they did not hesitate to break out into fierce conflicts
Facts have proved that the Zhu Rong Divine Clan, which successfully won the position of the human race's great sacrificial wine, has prosperous descendants and an endless bloodline in the past generations, such as the Zhu Rong clan, which has many children.
And what about Gonggong Yiline? They did not get the position of the human race's high priest, and they could only reluctantly take shelter under the human race. Therefore, in the past five generations, the descendants of the Gonggong lineage have become increasingly thin. The fallen Gonggong clan only has one Gonggong Wuyou. Heir!
What makes Zhu Rongtong even more speechless is that in order not to trigger the obliteration of the irresistible force in the dark, both the Gonggong clan and the Zhu Rong clan took the initiative to escape into the Hongmeng Chaos when their clansmen grew to a certain level. . They were not looking for the location of Panyu's world, nor were they trying to completely eliminate the alien race that invaded Pangu's world...
All they want is to continue to live
What's even more exaggerated is that Zhu Rongtong's eyes widened, full of disbelief and shock, and he looked blankly at Huo Yuan - even the human emperors and great sages of the human race, those human race great masters who successfully entered the realm of the witch gods. Not the number of people recorded in public books... but a hundred times or a thousand times the number
Those powerful wizard gods of the human race either imprisoned themselves in the primitive stars and fell into a state of suspended animation, or they took the initiative to escape into the chaos. Just like the powerful ancestors of the Gonggong clan and the Zhurong clan, they just wanted to avoid it. The hidden power of obliteration
"Dad!" Zhu Rongtong turned his head and looked at Zhu Rong with a look of disbelief: "Are these things true?"
Zhu Rong took out a brand new wine gourd from his sleeve and threw it to Huo Yuan. He took out another wine gourd and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth. Then he nodded slowly: "Your reaction is the same as yours." Just like grandpa passed the throne to grandpa, grandpa asked you the same question back then."
"My father also felt at that time how powerful our Zhu Rong clan is, with millions of divine generals and countless divine soldiers. All the people in the Southern Wasteland are deployed by my Zhu Rong clan. What a powerful force we control!"
"Not to mention, our Zhurong clan holds the position of the great sacrificial wine of the human race. We share the honor and disgrace of the human race. We join forces with the human race and are an important force in the Pangu world. We have nothing to fear."
"When I was young, my father was also arrogant and believed that the Gonggong clan was the life and death enemy of our Zhurong clan. The so-called alien races...those alien clans were just Emperor Yao's incompetence. If my father had become the Human Emperor, he would have been killed long ago. Just command the army and kill all the foreign races, long ago..."
Shaking his head, Zhu Rong took a few more sips of wine, and said lightly: "Who would have thought of it? If we hadn't been willing to encourage the human race, forcibly mixing our destiny with the human race, and sheltering our race in Under the human race, maybe we have already been wiped out?"
"So, who is it?" Zhu Rongtong continued to ask Zhu Rong with his bow.
"Who is it?" Zhu Rong was silent for a long time.
After a while, Zhu Rong squatted down, stretched out his hand and drew a Tai Chi diagram, a Ruyi, a long sword, a big tree, a lotus... After pondering for a moment, Zhu Rong drew again. He drew two intertwined long swords, and finally he drew two long snakes that were slender and coiled in a spiral shape.
Next to the two long snakes, Zhu Rong painted an old man with a simple face and a powerful and beautiful woman.
"It can't be said, it can't be said. When dad leaves the Zhu Rong clan, he will use secret methods to imprint these things into your soul." Zhu Rong said lightly: "Now, please remember these... Pangu World... Could it be them? ? Maybe, maybe not... If the ancestor of my Vulcan lineage is still qualified to speak in front of them, we are already... not up to the mark."
"But I don't understand," Zhu Rongtong said to Zhu Rongzhi honestly.
"Actually, Dad doesn't understand either." Zhu Rong looked deeply at the patterns he drew on the snow, sighed heavily, and with a wave of his hand, the snow melted and turned into a thick mass of The steam disappeared without a trace.
"What your grandpa said to my father back then, you can remember now - if you want my Zhu Rong family's bloodline to continue to multiply forever, one of the things is that the position of the human race's great priest cannot be lost, and my Zhu Rong family must be protected by the human race under."
"The second is that if the descendants of the Ancient God Clan are discovered again, they must be killed like the people of the Gonggong lineage. Only by exterminating the luck of these God Clan can we increase the luck of my Zhurong lineage and allow me to May the Zhurong lineage continue to prosper.”
"Third, this is my father's advice to you." Zhu Rong smiled and looked at Zhu Rongtong's bow, and said very gently: "Manman has found a good man, and my father did not expect that that inconspicuous boy back then. There will be the present destiny. Manman will marry him and reproduce with him... However, from now on, the Zhurong lineage will be the Zhurong lineage. After Manman marries, he cannot be regarded as a daughter of the Zhurong lineage. In the future, he is not allowed to marry She had any involvement.”
Zhu Rongtong looked at Zhu Rong in shock: "Manman... Is there anything wrong with Ji Hao?"
Zhu Rong frowned and said solemnly: "There is nothing wrong, it's just a little too appropriate... A child who is less than a hundred years old, the Witch God of Jin, the Emperor of Heaven, enjoys a high position in the human race... It's too smooth, too smooth, smooth. Dad was even scared."
"Over the years, if you look carefully, is there anything wrong with Ji Hao's baby? He always gets through the slight setbacks safely. Anyone who opposes him, those who could easily defeat him with one finger. Where are all the people he and his Golden Crow tribe crushed and killed now?"
"It's so smooth, the luck is too great. Dad is afraid, afraid that behind this... there are too many things hidden behind this." Zhu Rong stood up and looked at Zhu Rong seriously: "Remember just now It is not easy for the Zhu Rong clan to retain those words spoken by Elder Yuan to this day."
"Don't think too much like Gonggong Yiline, live a good life, and don't think too much about things you shouldn't have."
"Being able to continue to live with the blood of our descendants is better than anything else."
In the overwhelming cold wind, Zhu Rong talked about a lot of things to Zhu Rongtong, and finally he pointed in the direction of Liangzhu City and laughed: "Now, let us clean up the old monkey head of Wuzhiqi first. "
(End of chapter)