A small world of isolation.
In the clear sky, an orange-red sky mark abruptly pierced through the sky, as if it had been cut open by a sword, and it was particularly dazzling in the air.
Viewed from an altitude of 10,000 meters, the earth and hills crisscross and are broken and scattered.
It seems that there was a big battle here, and there is not much vegetation on the hills below, and it is bare.
In the southern section of the hill, the red rock layer is particularly dazzling, while in the northern section of the hill, it is like splashing ink, and the ore layer is exposed.
Hills and deep valleys resemble a chessboard, with ravines and ravines.
A small world completely different from the outside world.
In the sky, cotton clouds are dotted, and this cloud is not white, but with a bit of brilliant gold, slowly stretching into patches.
Howl!
Toll!
Suddenly, a long roar came from far and near, and a huge bird flew out of the golden clouds.
This bird is like the legendary Luan bird, holding its head high, spreading its wings for more than ten meters to soar into the sky, and the cone feathers on the tail are colorful, dragging out the rainbow, which looks very magical.
It's a big little world.
If someone looks at it, there is a sense of endless boundlessness here, at least a hundred miles deep.
In addition to the fragmentation of the central boundary, it is faintly visible that there are long wastelands in the west, vast oceans in the east, vast snow-capped mountains in the north, and dense forests in the south, and the margins seem to be intact.
Sou!
The wind suddenly became chaotic.
The space was like a shattered mirror, smashed open entirely, and a neat figure flew down from it.
Chu Wangxian fell from mid-air, stepped on the ground, put away the boundary breaking stone, and looked at the small world in front of him with a deep brow.
It was beyond his imagination, a shattered world.
This bizarre little world was also revealed in front of the camera, completely appearing on the screen of the live broadcast room, and everyone saw such a fragmented world for the first time.
[It's beautiful, it's broken, it's a bit of Picasso's style, it's definitely not the earth here.] 】 [Nima, Picasso, haven't you watched the previous live broadcasts?
] It's a small world. 】 "Strange!"
In front of the camera in the live broadcast room, a sentence popped up.
Chu Wangxian straightened up and stepped lightly on the ground.
[Daxian, what's strange, ask for an explanation. 】 [Does this need to be explained?]
There are red mountains and black mountains, and the color of the sky is different, and everywhere is different from our world. 】 Chu Wangxian stared at the strange little world, this world was reflected in his pupils, he breathed with a snort, and said: "The air here smells a little fishy, maybe it's the smell that causes the sky to appear golden clouds, and as a small world, this place is too big."
Chu Wangxian glanced around and looked up suddenly.
In the sky, the fortune teller who turned into a divine dog was looking at him with a confused expression.
"It's impossible, how do you have the means to get in here."
Hu Cang roared angrily, he had seen too many masters of Taoism and Buddhism in the three thousand years of the Jin Ancestral Hall.
Zhang Daoling has been here, Wang Chongyang has been here, Zhang Sanfeng has been here, they have come and gone, although they have a way to break this place, but they know that this place is a sealed place, and in the end they all left with interest.
This Chu Wangxian is not outstanding, why can he break through the barriers of the small world.
The divine dog Hu Cang glared at Chu Wangxian, and cast a soul sound to make Chu Wangxian roll.
"This is not where you can come, get out, otherwise the demons will make a move, and you will die without a place to bury."
"Thanks for the reminder, but you can't come in vain, as a friend, you always have to tell me what this place is."
Chu Wangxian chuckled, he was very talkative now.
With a friend like Chu Wangxian, it was really eight lifetimes of blood mold.
The divine dog Hu Cang had no choice but to take Chu Wangxian, and said: "This place is one of the broken realms of the South Wind Realm, and you can leave if you know it." ” Chu Wangxian frowned, there is Nuwa's north wind realm, and there is really a south wind realm.
And the shattered realm, what does it mean?
The more you think about it, the more mysteries there are.
Even if he drove him away, he didn't want to go.
"What is the South Wind Realm?
Is there an allusion?
Chu Wangxian took an inch, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he asked again.
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He stared at the divine dog Hucang, this old dog knew a lot, and he needed to find a way to take it for his own use.
"Be presumptuous, get out if you don't want to die, the South Wind Realm is the land of demon beasts, and the demonic spirit is rampant, you can't stay for a long time as a human being."
Chu Wangxian understood when he heard it, it turned out that the fishy smell was demonic energy, he took out the concentric leaves of Xunmu and pasted them in his heart, which was really useful.
When he was done, he asked the soul of the divine dog: "I can't come in vain, and the last question, as the guardian dog of the Jin Ancestral Hall, why are you the only one absorbing incense?"
Chu Wangxian said in his heart that although this was the last question, he didn't say that he wanted to leave.
The divine dog Hucang looked at Chu Wangxian, and seemed to think that Chu Wangxian was a big trouble, and then looking at the evil slaying in Chu Wangxian's hands, it was even more troublesome.
"Lu Shang ordered me to guard the Nanfeng Shattered Realm, this Jin Ancestral Hall was originally built for me."
Chu Wangxian thought about it, Lu Shang, it should be Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya's surname is Lu, and Jiang is the clan name, so he asked again.
"Why are you guarding it, and what secrets are you guarding it?"
The soul of the divine dog and the cang, exuding black mist all over his body, looking at this posture, he should be angry, this Chu Wangxian is really brazen, and he is not finished asking questions.
"Your last question, why don't you leave?"
Chu Wangxian's eyes showed slyness and nodded.
"Well, my last question was asked, but I didn't promise you to go, and if I have a stomach problem, I can't go."
The divine dog Hucang seemed to be trembling with anger, and ran into the sky.
"The forbidden land of the South Wind Realm, if you don't get out, ten thousand demons will attack you and you will die without a place to be buried."
Looking at the soul of the escaped divine dog Hucang, Chu Wangxian was even more reluctant to leave, forbidden land!
It's not forbidden land, he won't enter it.
The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and then we will talk about it.
【Daisen, what's going on.】 】 [This is the ghost of the fortune teller outside.] 】 Everyone in the live broadcast room only saw what seemed to be a fortune-telling black shadow appearing in front of Chu Wangxian, facing each other, but they couldn't hear the soul sound.
"I just negotiated for a while, but the negotiation failed."
What happens if the negotiation fails?
Something is wrong here, there must be danger. 】 "Cold salad!"
Chu Wangxian has an attitude of being at ease when he comes.
After a stick of incense, Chu Wangxian's footsteps accelerated, shuttling through the small world.
When you first arrive, there are too many unknown dangers.
Looking at the posture of the god dog Hucang, he should have gone to move the rescuers.
Chu Wangxian's figure swept quickly over the hills, sometimes climbing the mountain, sometimes going downhill, and finally stopped.
"This place is called Fragment of the South Wind Realm."
Chu Wangxian looked at it, the earth was as good as a chessboard, but this chessboard was not a natural formation, but a trace of a sword chopping knife.
"This is supposed to have been split by weapons, and the whole mountain was split in half."
Chu Wangxian stood on a hillside and pinched the brass dirt road.
"There are hundreds of mountains like this, but all of them have traces of weapons splitting."
"The earth is even more criss-crossed, and each trace is more than several kilometers long, and there are even ravines 100 meters deep."
"I guess there was a great war here in ancient times, so there was such a terrain."
"The name of this place is the fragment of the South Wind Realm, and the meaning of this shattering is that the South Wind Realm has been broken."
Who can make the earth look like this, looking at the appearance of the ravines on the ground, even the small world has been blown up, which is comparable to a nuclear explosion.
As soon as everyone in the live broadcast room heard this, they immediately had associations.
In ancient times, two peerless masters fought here, and the battle was earth-shattering, and even the sky was broken, how strong should this Nima be.
Just thinking about it, Chu Wangxian frowned, and Shi Po's words came again.
"I think of an incident recorded in the history books, the sky was pierced, the story you have all heard, Nuwa mends the sky."
[Is it that the co-workers hit Buzhou Mountain, causing the heaven and earth to collapse, and then Nuwa mends the sky. 】 Chu Wangxian shook his head, things were not so simple, he looked at the broken world.
"Who told you that the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain?
And then the sky fell?
Gonggong and Nuwa are not at all anachronistic. ” In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian explained with a solemn expression: "In the three ancient books "Liezi Tangwen", "Huainanzi | Lan Yin Xun", and "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", there are records of Nuwa mending the sky."
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However, the earliest Nuwa mending the sky had no intersection with the Gonggong War, not only did it not have keywords such as Gonggong, Zhurong, and Buzhoushan, but there was no clear record of the reasons for the collapse of the sky and the disaster, and the language was unknown.
There is no mention of the matter of co-working, Buzhou Mountain and Nuwa refining stones to make up for the sky. ” "In the pre-Qin ancient period, Nuwa's refining stones to make up for the sky and Gonggong angrily touched Buzhou Mountain were two completely independent stories."
Finally, it was Wang Chong in the Eastern Han Dynasty who used "Gonggong Anger Touching Buzhou Mountain" as the background in "On Heng|Talking about the Sky", and integrated "Nuwa refining stones to make up for the sky" into this background, so far, it is the salvation myth of Nuwa mending the sky that we are familiar with. ” Chu Wangxian said the conclusion.
"As for who smashed the South Wind Realm and why Nuwa made up the sky, this is a separate story."