Inside and Outside World

"In ancient times, when the world was just opening up,

Wrapped in the fog of chaos.

There are gray rocks, huge ancient trees, and ancient dragons that are now gone.

Then, fire appeared.

With fire, things are differentiated.

hot and cold

life and death

and also…

light and dark.

There are some leaders of the human race, they found and inherited the king's will around the fire, they are called: emperor.

Great ancient emperor: Fuxi;

Shennong and his sons;

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and his soldiers.

At that time, humans and witches lived together on the mainland.

In order to survive, the Yellow Emperor led the human race to a war with the Wu clan led by Chi You.

Huang Di pierced Chi You's body with Xuanyuan Sword,

Zhu Rong, the descendant of Emperor Yan, summoned a fire storm,

The female demon releases the miasma of death.

Uncle Feng, who later became Empress Feng, betrayed Chi You, and finally the Wu Clan failed.

Thus, the era of fire, when the human race flourished, began.

But the fire will eventually go out, and only the darkness will remain forever.

The light cannot shine on the world, and the night continues endlessly.

The cursed dark souls began to appear among the human race. "

In front of the fire, the old man chanted in a low voice, and the flickering fire illuminated the young faces of the tribal children. A little girl in animal skins asked, "Grandpa Priest, the soul of darkness, is it those dead witches who have treated us?" A curse issued?"

"Yes, the representative of Dark Soul is cursed by the witch clan."

"In ancient times, witches were the most powerful race. No matter the ancient dragon, phoenix, unicorn, or monster race, they were not as powerful as the witch race. But with the emergence of the human race, weak people lived and multiplied on the mainland, but the witch race It is gradually declining, and finally, with the death of the last great Wu, Chiyou, the blood of the witches soaked the earth, and they cursed the continent and the place where human beings live."

"The Dark Ages have come."

"Only the flame, the fire seed that was born from the torch passed down from the original salary king from generation to generation, can resist the darkness for us."

"But now, the power of the fire is passing, and it is about to go out..."

Accompanied by the voice of the old man, the light of the fire that everyone was sitting around suddenly dimmed for a moment. Suddenly, the light illuminated by the fire was engulfed by the surrounding darkness. The people sitting on the edge of the fire screamed, but soon, the light of the fire flickered and became bigger again, and the darkness receded like a tide.

The screaming person emerged from the darkness. He still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged when he heard the priest tell the past inheritance, but all the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, as if he had been gnawed off by something.

All that remained was a skeleton stained with blood.

The people at the edge of the fire panicked, and the old priest said, "Everyone, don't panic! Sit closer, as long as the fire is still burning, things in the dark can't get through."

"Grandpa Priest, the fire has been getting smaller and smaller recently... When will the fire passer come?"

"I don't know, this time in previous years should have come, but this year... I heard that many of the fires in the royal city have been extinguished..." The priest's heart was a little heavy, but seeing the children of the tribe around the fire, the forehead The wrinkled old man showed a comforting smile, "Maybe it will come tomorrow."

"After all, this is our human race, which has been inherited for thousands of years. The fire passers-by will not give up every tribe and every person."

"Okay, let me tell you an ancient story."

"In the ancient times, the world was created. Do you know who did it?" He paused, and continued without waiting for everyone's answer, "Ah, a long time ago, the sky and the earth were not separated, and the universe was chaotic. There was a giant named Pangu who slept in this chaos for eighteen thousand years."

"One day Pangu woke up suddenly. Seeing the darkness around him, he swung his big ax and slashed towards the darkness in front of him. Hearing a loud noise, the chaotic things gradually separated. The light and clear things rose slowly. , became the sky; heavy and muddy things, slowly descending, became the earth."

"After the sky and the earth parted, Pangu was afraid that they would still be close together, so he put his head on the sky and stepped on the ground with his feet. The sky rose by ten feet every day, and Pangu grew taller and taller. I don't know how many years it has been like this, the sky and the earth The earth gradually took shape, and Pangu collapsed from exhaustion."

"So, Pangu is our ancestor, the ancestor of all ethnic groups, whether human or witch, so the continent we are in is called Pangu Continent."

While talking, the old man walked over, picked up the skeleton that had been gnawed by something, and put it in the fire.

No one grieves, and no one cries, because this kind of thing has been seen many times. The priests and young people sitting in the center of this fire, and the people in their 30s and 40s sitting on the outermost side, such people They have entered their twilight years, and even if there are no accidents, they will die in a few years... Only those who were the strongest when they were young and did not die in battle can live to be 50 years old.

In this tribe, there are a total of six burning fires, and in each place, the young man sits in the center and the old man sits in the outermost.

The priest is 62 years old this year, and he is already the oldest person in this tribe. With knowledge, he is also the most important person in this tribe.

Fire brings the hope of survival, while knowledge is the hope of civilization inheritance.

The bones of the dead were put into the fire and burned. The fire seemed to grow stronger, and the light emitted pushed back a large area of ​​darkness.

"In this way, at least tonight, the fire will not go out again."

The burning skeleton in the fire made a subtle "cracking" sound, and the fire illuminated everyone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone silently watched the fire. After a long time, the old man said: "The night is still very long. Let me tell you about the ancient history of the human race. Do you know who is the king who first passed down the flame?"

"Grandpa Priest, have you forgotten?" said the little girl in the animal skin, "You have said it many times."

"Really? Hehe, it seems that I am too old, and I have forgotten a little bit."

"But let me say it again, because those are the great ancestors of our human race, the first salary king: the Suiren family."

"The Xinwang Suiren Clan, the Chaohuang Youchao Clan, the Earth Emperor Shennong Clan, and the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi Clan...these are the emperors who led the human race and overcame the thorns to leave a legacy. You must remember that it is because of their weak human race that they can survive. And Xuanyuan Huangdi killed the last great witch: Chi You... Unfortunately, there is no human emperor in this era."

"Many of the fires passed down from the original firewood in Wangcheng have also been extinguished. When will a new emperor appear and let the fire flourish again?"

He sighed faintly.

The night is getting darker...