Yan Nu played with the shield, not to mention that it was still tough after being buried for so many years.

He asked: "So, the person buried in Xuanyuan Qiu is really the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan?"

"So instead of the human race imitating the alien race, the alien race imitates the human race? That's not right, these alien races themselves look like this! With the head of a human and the body of a snake..."

Yan Nu was a little confused.

Luo Yan seemed to have understood, and said quietly: "There is an extremely terrifying possibility that none of us have considered..."

Yan Nu was stunned and turned to look at him.

Luo Yan said in a deep voice: "This is the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor. The bottles and jars buried with him are arranged in the shape of the nine stars of the Big Dipper."

"In ancient times, pigs were used to sacrifice Beidou, and deer were used to sacrifice Ziweixing. Therefore, a pig and a deer were buried together, and they were collectively called 'Zhuolu'."

Yan Nu's eyes widened: "Is this Zhuolu?"

Luo Yan explained: "The pig was used as a sacrifice, and it was called dolphin, and Zhuolu was written incorrectly, because there were not so many characters in ancient times, and many characters were shared."

"The place where Beidou Ziwei is worshiped is called the Wilderness of Zhuolu."

"Of course, the Yellow Emperor is not buried here. The real Zhuolu Wilderness is in Shenzhou. This is just a tomb...but it already explains the problem."

"Have you noticed that this suit has pants?"

Yan Nu looked at the clothes buried in the soil, and indeed, there were pants.

However, those corpses with human heads and snake bodies outside were not wearing pants, and their lower bodies were only skirts.

After all, she has a snake tail on her lower body and can't wear pants.

From all these factors, we can be 100% certain that this is the tomb of the Yellow Emperor, and the people being worshiped are human beings.

"This is the holy land of Xuanyuan people. The ancestors of those Shanhai people must be buried here." Luo Yan's voice was trembling.

Yan Nu also realized a possibility: "Could it be that...these Shanhai people have become human beings?"

"The Xuanyuan people with human heads and snake bodies are the human Xuanyuan clan? Are they the same group of people?"

Luo Yan covered his head and shouted: "I should have thought of it earlier! I have studied the people of mountains and seas, and I have found that the cultures are close."

"But I just thought that they had mixed with the ancient human race, so their cultures were similar and their totems were the same."

"I never thought that they are human beings too..."

"Now that I think about it carefully, it is very unreasonable for the people of Shanhai to look like their own totem!"

Yannu was silent, recalling various things.

The totem of the Di people, half human and half fish, is the appearance of the Di people themselves.

The totem of the Yu people is full of feathers and wings, which is what the Yu people themselves look like.

The stone statue carried by Yimuguo also has only one eye, and the flag of Xuanyuan people is the head of a human and the body of a snake.

If you think about it carefully, where is the totem? Just draw the clan emblem and put it on yourself?

Maybe, they are not using themselves as totems, but they... have become totems.

"Really? Is this really the case? How come this kind of thing was not discovered earlier?"

"Xuanyuan people have always regarded the Yellow Emperor as their ancestor, and they have never abandoned their culture. They must know their origins. Has no one asked about it?"

Yan Nu felt that he couldn't accept it. If this was really the case, it meant that there had never been any "nationals of mountains and seas".

What did the human monks kill after entering the cave for three hundred years?

At first, Yan Nu just felt that the foreign race had done nothing wrong and should not be treated like this.

Later, I guessed that the alien race created the human race in ancient times and brought civilization to the human race. The human race betrayed all of this, just like the Tufa clan who brought disaster to the Divine Continent. This is already terrible.

Unexpectedly, this is not... there is something even more terrifying.

For some reason, the ancient ancestors were alienated into the strange appearance of their own totem and became a unique race. However, the monks of Shenzhou slaughtered their own ancestors for three hundred years.

This... can't even be described as terrifying.

The Yan slaves could not imagine how they would feel when they were these ancestors, watching the powerful human race wantonly killing, capturing, and using them to make elixirs and weapons.

"You only need to ask the people of Shanhai to know this kind of thing!" Yan Nu said loudly.

Luo Yan sighed: "Because of the language barrier, the people of Shanhai cannot use their spiritual consciousness. Even if you connect your spiritual consciousness, they may understand your words, but they will not be able to use their spiritual consciousness to answer."

Yan Nu gritted his teeth, was he blacklisted by Tiandao?

Not being able to cultivate immortality, not being able to use spiritual consciousness, and not being able to understand the language means that the heavens and the sky are not responding to each other, and the earth and the earth are not functioning properly.

"Isn't it said that there is a sect that is teaching? Why haven't you learned their language?" Yan Nu said.

Luo Yan sighed: "The so-called education mainly refers to transactions and gentle treatment. In fact, it is them who have passed them, and the monks have passed the monks."

"In fact, apart from me, not many people seriously study their culture. The main thing is to study their abilities and the properties of various materials..."

"Moreover, if you take ten thousand steps back, do you think those who cultivate immortality will believe the words of the people of Shanhai?"

"Even if the people of Shanhai convey meaning through painting, the monks will think that these alien painters worship them as gods."

"Because the immortal cultivators are powerful, they keep drawing images of the 'human race'. They don't think they are weird-looking people, but they are also human beings."

"If you take a step back ten thousand steps, even if you understand the meaning expressed by the people of Shanhai, I'm afraid they will feel that these alien races are afraid of being killed, want to get closer, and want to please the human race, so they do this."

After what Luo Yan said, Yan Nu felt desperate for the people of Shanhai.

In the final analysis, it is still a question of why our ancient ancestors became like this.

"Who on earth turned them into totems and exiled them to the cave?" Yan Nu's voice became extremely deep.

"Most of the people in the mountains and seas are gifted with magical powers, and the only one who can bestow magical powers... is the way of heaven." Luo Yan said quietly.

Yan Nu fell into silence, his aura extremely condensed, and finally burst out with an astonishing pressure, extremely domineering.

Luo Yan was so shocked that he almost turned somersault, stumbled a few steps, and wanted to run away.

Sure enough, Yan Nu also had the domineering power of a king, and he became the third owner of Chi You's shield.

"All of these are just conjectures. If you don't learn the language of the people of Shanhaiguan and ask them for clarification... it's impossible to determine." Luo Yan forcibly stabilized the organ's body and said.

Yan Nu said nothing and walked to the abrupt earthen wall in the tomb.

"Drain my soul."

Luo Yan was stunned and immediately cast a spell to extract a piece of Yan Slave's soul.

Yan Nu casually put it into Tao Zang, and then patted it, and the earthen wall was gone.

At this point, the Wall of Withering was easily suppressed by him in the Daozang space, and he was held in solitary confinement. Along the way, Luo Yan and Yu Qinghong gave him several storage spaces.

There is no doubt that no part of Yan Nu's soul can wither, which is enough to suppress that wall.

After doing this, Yan Nu held a big ax in one hand and a shield in the other, and rushed out of Xuanyuan Qiu.

His tone was calm and majestic: "Please use all your methods to find out all this!"

"I want to know the complete truth about the ancient ancestors."

"Whether it's what we guessed or not...the age of monks in Dongtian is over."

Luo Yan's mind was already trembling under the king's domineering power. Seeing Yan Nu become so serious, he was almost speechless.

"yes……"

He lowered his head and promised, then looked at Yan Nu. He had already rushed far away, carrying a terrifying aura, and was heading outside the restricted area.

…

:Feel sorry.

(End of chapter)


Chapter completed!