blogombal Chapter 499
Chapter 499
Barrage.
"Brother Xian's words can't help but make my nose sour!
Why do I feel like crying every time I watch the live broadcast of the collection of China?"
"Because we are a nation that has awakened from suffering, and the disasters of the past are only a few decades away from us, is that far away? That is not far away at all!
For some old-timers, the war of that year is like yesterday.
"That's right, the suffering of the year is not far away from us, and the reason why I watch Brother Xian's show and be moved every time is because our nation is a nation with very strong feelings for the family and country.
There is ancestral blood flowing in our bodies, just like the old man in front of us, Emperor Yan, I don't know if you feel this way, every time I look at him, I will have a sense of security from the heart. "
Damn, I thought I felt this way, but you have it too!" "I have it too!"
"Me too
..."
The old man in front of him is really Emperor Yan, we call ourselves the descendants of Yan and Huang, the blood inside our bodies comes from this old man, he is one of the originators of all the Chinese inheritance, our descendants have always been shaded by each other, how can we not feel safe?"
Emperor Yan and Xiao Xian walked slowly in the medicine field, and the breeze of the primordial world was blowing and blowing.
"Only through suffering can we have the right to live, this is a rule that has not changed since ancient times!" Xiao
Xian nodded and said: "Yes, the 5,000 years of Chinese history and civilization include too many things, and it is simply impossible to learn this."
Emperor Yan glanced back at him, smiled and said, "How do you know that the footsteps of historical civilization are only 5,000 years?"
Xiao Xian was stunned, he could hear another meaning from Emperor Yan's words, and his face changed at that time.
"You... What does that mean?"
just watched Emperor Yan open his mouth and said, "The years will only record some things that are too important.
For the changes in the origin of the world, in the past time and space, it may be wiped out by some big hands themselves.
But just because it's not recorded doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Xiao Xian's heart was even more shocked, Emperor Yan's words definitely had another meaning.
"What kind of world is it above 5,000 years?" Xiao Xian thought for a moment and asked.
Emperor Yan smiled: "The origin of the world has developed to your kind of world, and a new civilization has been born.
And the past is always the past, and the red dust mortal world accommodates new rules because the old rules are no longer suitable for it, so why cling to what the old civilization is?"
At this moment, how could Xiao Xian not know what the other party was trying to express
? Could it be that 5,000 years ago, it was really another gorgeous world as everyone imagined?
Just like what was recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".
But in that case, why can that kind of world still disappear?
Emperor Yan said: "You should go, the time and space here are incompatible with you.
Staying here will not change much, for you, my plane belongs to a primitive civilization.
It's the old system that has been phased out, and too much viewing is meaningless.
Xiao Xian asked, "Then what should the future generations of descendants do?"
Emperor Yan waved his hand, and Xiao Xian suddenly felt his body floating uncontrollably.
He actually fell to the edge of the cliff, and then fell involuntarily.
Emperor Yan looked at Xiao Xian with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff, and his voice was clearly transmitted in the lapping of the endless waves.
"The primordial space-time has the mission of the primordial space-time, and the future space-time has the fate of the future space-time, you shouldn't come to ask me, but you should ask yourself..."
Then the rumbling sound in his ears faded away, and he landed firmly on the ground.
It was still that plane, and he fell out of the frame.
Xiao Xian smiled bitterly in his heart, it was the first time he had experienced something that was beaten out of the past time and space.