Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 270: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Great Hunting for the Heavens

Myths invade reality?

An absurd thought arose in Lu Mingfei's mind that those bizarre ghost legends actually happened in history and were not recorded in history textbooks.

"Don't believe it?"

"Why are you telling me this?" Lu Mingfei asked instead.

Last year, he thought he was going on vacation, but ended up entering Nibelungen by mistake. By then, Lu Mingfei's worldview had already collapsed, and it was not difficult for him to accept that gods had existed in the past.

"I want to tell you that you are actually more noble than these gods," Lu Mingze sneered, wondering if he was mocking the fact that there was a life under the throne that claimed to be noble. "As long as you are willing, you can take back everything that belongs to you. By then, Xia Mo will be nothing more than your most beloved concubine."

"Shut up!"

Lu Mingfei’s eyes were cold. He was quite manly when he was angry. There was more than just a lion’s look in his eyes. It was enough to make one’s hair stand on end and one’s back tense.

"You are afraid of your inner ambitions and desires," Lu Mingze said calmly, pointing at Lu Mingfei's heart, "You don't even know what kind of person you are."

"Then you know?" Lu Mingfei thought.

He rolled his eyes, ignored Lu Mingze, and lowered his head to peel crabs. Lu Mingfei knew that the more he argued with Lu Mingze, the easier it would be for him to fall into his emotional trap. In this case, the best way to deal with it was to turn a blind eye.

Lu Mingze was not angry. He just recited the ancient and sacred Chuci by himself, as if he was a shaman performing a sacrifice, predicting something.

The lake was calm, the moonlight was rippling, and they were the only two brothers on the boat, and it seemed like an eternity.

……

In a tea room, Zhou Minhao, as the host, made tea for the guests, using the best Longjing tea.

Xia Mo and Zhou Minhao sat opposite each other. She received a call from the latter early this morning, asking him to come and talk alone.

After brewing the tea, Zhou Minhao handed it to Xia Mo with both hands. Xia Mo took the teacup with both hands and placed it in front of her. Zhou Minhao then spoke.

"Miss Xia Mo, did you go shopping in Kunshan yesterday?"

"Just call me Xia Mo. I was walking around and met someone. Her name is Jiang Wanzhi. She must be your boss."

"Jiang Wanzhi? I didn't expect that you, Xia Mo, would meet a local celebrity as soon as you arrived." Zhou Minhao said with a smile.

"Is she also from the Zhou family?"

Zhou Minhao shook his head, "But she is a mixed-race, and she was not recorded before."

"Me and Xia Mi too?"

Zhou Minhao nodded and said, "Although Xia Mo has joined the secret party, she belongs to our lineage by blood, so I would like to take this opportunity to introduce you to domestic organizations, maybe you can find your family. These organizations have been around for thousands of years and claim to be orthodox."

"What is orthodoxy? It is said in the Spring and Autumn Period that the orthodoxy is to follow the Zhou Dynasty, respect the laws of the previous kings and the Five Emperors, and unify the world." Zhou Minhao had a sense of righteousness and heroism when he said this.

"Come to think of it, I really don't know about the domestic forces, and the academy knows very little about it." Xia Mo said.

"How should I put it?" Zhou Minhao scratched his head. "It has to do with the current situation."

"Let's talk about orthodoxy first. Orthodoxy honors the Three Emperors. There have been different opinions about the Three Emperors throughout history, but here they are Fuxi, Nuwa and Shennong. It was they who opened up the soil for us to survive in ancient times and protected the survival of Chinese civilization."

"Nobility was born during that period. The original meaning of nobility refers to people who are the first to charge into danger. They have noble character."

"Later, the era of the Three Sovereigns ended. After the Five Emperors and the three dynasties of Xia, Shang and Zhou, the power of the mixed races reached an unprecedented level of prosperity during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Almost all the nobles were descendants of dragons. After all, the strong in troubled times are more suitable for survival and mastering the right to speak. Bloodline determines class." "Of course, that was also an era of the collapse of rituals and music. For unknown reasons, the bloodline of the Zhou emperor gradually declined, and the princes who were not inferior began to pursue orthodoxy and inherit the title of the Three Sovereigns."

"Later, Emperor Qin Shi Huang unified China and wiped out most of the self-righteous people."

"Isn't Qin Shihuang a mixed-race?" Xia Mo asked curiously.

"He is, but he is an outlier among the mixed-race people. Rather than being a lone strong man, Qin Shihuang is more in line with the image of an emperor. He has the ambition to rule the world and he wants to establish order in the world," said Zhou Minhao.

"Later, Erzhu Rong severely damaged the north, Hou Jing plundered the south, and the Huang Chao uprising killed all the nobles. The Huang Chao uprising was also a landmark event. The disputes between the mixed-bloods and humans in China have always been a wave line, sometimes high and sometimes low. Everything will turn around when it reaches its extreme."

"During this period, there were also butchers who wanted to kill all ordinary people and establish a country composed entirely of hybrids. Fundamentally, they believed that they and ordinary people were two different species."

"Is it crazy?" Zhou Minhao asked with a smile.

"Indeed." Xia Mo nodded.

"Until the great event that created the world a few decades ago, there was a joke that said that after the founding of the country, monsters were not allowed to become spirits. This is actually not a joke."

"Now that the aristocratic families have gone through the Great Purge, they have formed an unwritten rule to avoid disputes and rest and recuperate."

"As a junior, I don't know whether I should say this or not. Each family has its own heritage. It is not difficult to become a special super hybrid. This also leads to the fact that those who hold the right to speak are long-lived, arrogant and extremely xenophobic. We are not afraid of any war, and the winner will definitely belong to us. What we are afraid of is infighting." Zhou Minhao paused, and said, "By the way, don't tell the elders of the Zhou family that I said this when you see them in the future."

"After all, in the history of the world's mixed-race species, we have stopped many rebellions of the Dragon Lord. It was the Great Hunting and the Heavenly King. This is the responsibility given to us by our ancestors. I don't know if you have heard of this saying. It originated in the West, and the battlefield was in the East." Zhou Minhao said.

"…I see."

"I'm glad you understand." Zhou Minhao smiled and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

"Then it's time to get to the point." Xia Mo said.

"of course can."

Zhou Minhao said as he took out a tube of bamboo slips and handed them to Xia Mo.

"Please look."

Xia Mo took it and looked through it puzzledly. The bamboo slips had been preserved with special technology and had not decayed for thousands of years. The text was in official script, which she could barely understand.

The bamboo slips record the destruction of Baidi City in 25 AD. The King of Bronze and Fire was seriously injured and released the ultimate spirit of words, Zhulong, which caused the mountain to collapse and the river to surge. He and Baidi City disappeared together.

"So you knew that the King of Bronze and Fire was in Kuimen?" Xia Mo asked.

"No, this is a cultural relic bought by the Zhou family more than ten years ago. Before that, the Zhou family had bought many cultural relics related to the Dragon Lord." Zhou Minhao smiled bitterly, "The problem is that the authenticity is questionable. History is long, and the ancients also forged it, just like unofficial history."

"More than a decade ago, the technology was not sufficient to survey the Bronze City beneath the Kuimen River, so the project was left unresolved," said Zhou Minhao.

"But today we discovered that the Bronze City does exist. The unofficial history is not unofficial at all, it is history," said Xia Mo.

"Well, that's true." Zhou Minhao felt that Xia Mo's statement was strange.

"Let's be frank. I told you our history just to make you understand that no matter what, the mixed-bloods in the country have the same attitude towards the Dragon Lord. They must be killed and the Dragon Lord must not be allowed to wreak havoc on the world."

"So, Xia Mo, have you entered the Bronze City?" Zhou Minhao asked.

　A gentleman does not speak of strange things. If I hadn't needed to write a novel, I would actually believe more in man conquering nature rather than the blessing of bloodline.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)