Chapter 2265 (1/2)
Within the nest, young golden clouds gather.
A young Jinwu, nearly five feet high, stands everywhere.
They are almost in a circle, listening to something.
And in the center of this many years of young Jinwu, a Zhang tall adult Jinwu slowly opens his mouth.
”I Jinwu people, adhering to the protection of heaven, special blood, more favored by the emperor wood!”
”If you look at the fairyland, there are many people who think that the sun in the sky is changed by our Jinwu people, which shows that it is extraordinary.”
”Laissez faire in the history of our Jinwu people, there were more than a thousand saints and no less than ten great emperors. What we tell you today is the existence of the strongest emperor of our Jinwu people 20 billion years ago.”
”Emperor Xianyang!”
His voice was slow and awed.
Those young Jinwu, listen carefully, do not dare to miss.
In this young Jinwu, there is also a figure in red, looking attentively at the Jinwu preaching.
”Emperor Xianyang was born 21.2 billion years ago in the first year of emperor Xianyang's calendar to 87620 years of emperor Xianyang's calendar.”
”It is said that the birth of emperor Xianyang coincided with the opening of emperor wood, the blooming of millions of flowers in WuChao, the land of WuChao, with a radius of millions of miles, clouds burning like fire, Emperor wood producing flowers, and heaven and earth producing visions, just like Ying Dadi!”
”When he was born, he was noticed by heaven and earth, and then he was sent to Emperor Mu at the age of three. Emperor Mu taught him in person. After three hundred years, he broke all the immortals and came out of the black nest, sweeping his peers who were born within a thousand years.”
”After that, I went out to travel and went through the eastern, Western and central regions. I came back nine thousand years later. When I came back, I was already Hunyuan. I was even in the fairyland and enjoyed the name of Xianyang xianzun.”
This Jinwu talks about the great emperor with endless yearning and awe in his voice.
Qin Hongyi seems to be immersed in it. He thinks of a gold black flying out of the nest, crossing the East China Sea, flying with wings, and traveling in three regions.
Quietly, Qin Hongyi noticed something, suddenly turned his head, looked to the distance, the slowly coming Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan is far away, then hears Jin Wu's crow, if the speech, recently observes it, cannot help but smile lightly.
Xianyang emperor, Xianyang hall, the strongest emperor of Jinwu clan?
The red dress didn't make a sound, interrupted that gold black crow, but waved to Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan comes to Qin Hongyi.
”Brother Changqing!”
Qin Hongyi showed a smile and heard the sound.
At this moment, the adult Jinwu is more eloquent, one by one about the legend of the Xianyang emperor known to the Jinwu people.
As it unfolds its wings, it stretches across the five mountains of the central region.
As half saint, a company with three saints for the enemy.
Such as into the anger of saints, burning heaven to kill 12 saints from the eastern region to the western region.
”In the end, the emperor Xianyang was admitted by the way of heaven, and even traded with the way of heaven, so that we Jinwu people could be protected by the way of heaven.”
”It's a pity that even emperor Xianyang's existence can't escape the exhaustion of Shouyuan. His bones have never been left in WuChao. I don't know where they are. We Jinwu people have been searching for 20 billion years, but we haven't found them.”
When the hero is late, it is hard to avoid sighing, and those young Jinwu can't help crying.
Qin Hongyi didn't make a sound until the adult Jinwu finished speaking.
”Emperor Xianyang is so powerful!”
Although she was envious, her previous life was not weak, but it seemed to be quite different from being recognized by the way of heaven and even being sheltered by the way of heaven.
In the end, she didn't know much about her previous life. Most of her inheritance records were about some magical powers and skills. How strong she was and what kind of enemies she killed were too vague.
”Powerful?”
Qin Xuan gently smile, he looked at the adult Jinwu.
”Xianyang emperor, I also know a little bit, maybe, different from what it tells.”