Chapter 237 Old Friends

Ji Xuanyuan's words and demeanor no longer held the usual ease or the approachable vibe of a neighbor; instead, he was calm and gentle, yet carried an indescribable weight. He gazed at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan could feel the immense pressure hidden within the heroic epic.

When is it that heroes are needed...?

He had always instinctively believed that the appearance of heroes was a matter of course.

Now, he finally realized the problem that had been unconsciously overlooked.

If it weren't for the endless darkness, then the blossoming of a ray of light wouldn't be so dazzling.

Light is only needed in darkness.

In that age of oral tradition, the heroic epics that had been sung for thousands of years represented just how heavy the oppression and darkness of that era were, so much so that the stories of the saviors were recorded and passed down from generation to generation.

Ji Xuanyuan patted him on the shoulder without saying anything, while Zhu Jiuyin said calmly, "You have enough time to accept all of this, but it's like a window. Once you open it, you can never forget it. However, you are not the only one who is like this."

The dragon that illuminates the nine nether regions took a sip of tea and said, "Back then, Zhuanxu was just like you."

As the only deity in this group of ancient old men.

Zhu Jiuyin had seen many things. He said leisurely, "Zhuanxu's personality as a young man was just like the words recorded in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, in the *Great Wilderness Eastern Classic*, when Yu later supplemented the Great Wilderness, 'Beyond the East Sea is the Great Ravine, the land of Shaohao. Shaohao raised Emperor Zhuanxu here, abandoning his zither and lute.'"

"Well, when Yu didn't split the myriad realms of the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*, the Featherfolk Country where Shaohao was located, and the divine-era East Sea outside the Great Wilderness were connected. On the border of that place, there was a place called Ruins."

Zhu Jiuyin paused, but didn't mention that when he went to the Great Wilderness to solve the so-called Hetu Luoshu problem, he discovered that the mastermind behind imprisoning the Heavenly Maiden Ba was from Guixu (the Ruins of Return), but instead said plainly, "Zhuanxu was sent to the Shaohao tribe far away from the Central Plains from a young age."

"He grew up there until Shaohao became the Human Emperor."

"Only then did Zhuanxu return to the Central Plains with Shaohao."

"And when he was being cultivated from a young age, Zhuanxu neither liked reading nor practicing cultivation. He was always lazy, liked to tease birds, and play with those divine birds that were as big as humans with delicate white feathers, especially liked to play the zither. Shaohao seemed to have advised him several times without success, and finally got so angry that he directly carried Zhuanxu's zither and lute and threw them into Guixu."

"So the record says, 'Shaohao raised Emperor Zhuanxu here, abandoning his zither and lute.'"

"As for the reason... Heh, I'm very curious to know to what extent the gentle Shaohao, who could make hundreds of birds his officials, was angered, that he directly threw away his nephew's musical instruments."

Wei Yuan: "............"

"Huh??!"

Even after being shocked by huge news, Wei Yuan still felt absurd and his lips twitched.

He completely understood the approximate appearance of things back then, after all, he was also a person of that era.

Well, given that the spiritual enjoyment of that era was relatively barren.

It's probably possible to equate the zither and lute with game consoles, or rhythm games, in this era.

In this way, what happened back then becomes obvious.

Shaohao: Child, it's time to study.

Zhuanxu - plays games.

Shaohao: Child, today you need to practice swordsmanship.

Zhuanxu - concentrates on playing games.

Shaohao: Nephew, you should learn how to govern the country - earnest advice

Zhuanxu: One person's hands play the most ancient rhythm game of zither and lute - high-end operation.jpg

Shaohao: "............"

Shaohao: Zhuanxu, you get up for me!

I don't know how they communicated back then, and I don't know if Zhuanxu talked back.

In short, in the end, the gentle and refined future Human Emperor Shaohao directly became furious, picked up Zhuanxu's 'game console', and then ran all the way to the Guixu next to the East Sea Great Ravine, probably still in front of Zhuanxu, and then a running start connected to the Human Emperor's upper throw, and with a swoosh, directly threw Zhuanxu's zither and lute brand game console into the Guixu.

Playing games, playing games!

I'll let you play games!

What are you playing?!

Come back and read and practice swordsmanship!

Nüwa, you're rebelling.

Then, while grinning, he dragged the young Zhuanxu, who was heavily addicted to games, back by the scruff of his neck and forced him to make up lessons, and in the end, of course, such things cannot be said, but it is likely that Qi, that dark-bellied joy offender, supplemented the four words 'abandon his zither and lute', as long as you have educated naughty children, you can imagine what happened back then.

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

He felt that the already not-so-dignified image of the Five Emperors in his eyes had shattered again.

Xuanyuan, the legendary hot-blooded idiot, the protagonist who was tricked to death by Bai Ze.

In addition, he seems to have been supplemented with the terrifying black history of controlling three thousand women by the Mysterious Woman, resulting in the opposite sex's favorability directly dropping to a negative number, and he himself is completely unaware of the cheerful young man.

Shaohao, on the outside, is a graceful and impeccable Human Emperor, on the inside, he is a novice dad with zero experience in raising offspring who will be so angry by his nephew that he throws away the game console.

Zhuanxu, wise and decisive, but in his youth was a hardcore fan of rhythm games and a shut-in.

Once sanctioned by his uncle Shaohao's iron fist.

Yao: A retirement-after-dinner enthusiast, handsome in his youth, bald in old age.

Shun: The oldest enthusiast of the XP sisters.

What Five Emperors, the idol halo is completely broken.

Wei Yuan sighed: "I always feel that the idol halos on them have all shattered."

Ji Xuanyuan laughed loudly: "What idol halo, we are just people, of course we have all kinds of shortcomings and weaknesses, and that's why we are human, what do you take us for? Are we those so-called gods? Hey hey hey, we are at least your ancestors, there's no need to deprive me of my hobbies, right?!"

Yes, they are also such flawed, incredibly vivid humans.

They are just people.

They have things they like, make mistakes, get hurt, feel pain, and die.

But they will become heroes.

They will stand in front of everyone, and they will open up the path to the future.

Zhu Jiuyin saw that the impact of the truth on Wei Yuan was gradually decreasing, and said:

"But speaking of which, it was in the Featherfolk Country, that is, Shaohao's country, that Zhuanxu met Zhurong. The two of them both liked to play the zither."

Wei Yuan nodded.

Understood, the oldest rhythm game enthusiast buddy.

Very likely with the addition of the childhood sweetheart status.

No wonder Zhurong would later choose to transform into the Xia official to help Zhuanxu support the human world, there is also this relationship.

Zhu Jiuyin said casually: "So when Zhuanxu's zither and lute were thrown away by Shaohao."

"Zhurong secretly made two zithers himself, one for him and one for himself. One god and one person secretly competed, and later reincarnated into the human world, fell in love with a human woman, and had a child named Prince Changqin..."

Wei Yuan subconsciously said: "What happened later?"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were deep and his tone was flat: "Later... that human woman died of old age."

"Even the Fire God Zhurong felt pain, he could no longer stay in the human world after all."

"In fact, he didn't feel extreme pain when his beloved passed away, because of his divine power, that woman was just like she was asleep, but after she passed away, perhaps, what Zhurong saw was the girl's passionate and bright pursuit when she first met him, the flowers that the girl picked for him, the girl's every frown and smile."

"He said that she was a very stupid and silly person, who said in front of everyone when she first met him that she hoped to make a god her husband."

"She even thought about tying Zhurong up directly, but Zhurong easily broke free."

"Heh, how is that possible?"

Yes, how is that possible?

That is the illustrious and powerful Fire God!

He is a bright and confident sword-wielding young god, majestic, powerful, and the strongest god of the younger generation in the four seas and eight wildernesses.

A mortal could never bind a god.

He thought.

But in the end, the god was trapped.

"God is fearless, powerful to the point of being invincible, flames can burn away all distractions, but at that time, Zhurong found himself weak as if... as if a mortal. In the end, he fled with Prince Changqin from the human world, and Zhuanxu was already old, and they finally separated."

"He gave the third zither to Prince Changqin."

"And in the end, Zhuanxu died, and Zhurong never played the zither again. Only Prince Changqin still used those three zithers, named Luanlai, Huanglai, and Fenglai. The one that belonged to him was called Fenglai Qin, because when he played the zither, a phoenix would come to him."

Wei Yuan was silent, and seemed to be able to see Zhurong's past. Gods cannot be trapped by mortals.

But in the end, was the god really not bound by a human...

In fact, Zhuanxu, as a descendant of Xuanyuan, needed to be raised by Shaohao, who was far overseas.

This already represents some cruel history that cannot be recorded.

The glory of heroes is the peak, but ah, it is not like that when it comes to an end.

At that time, Xuanyuan lost his wife, and Changxian declined, Limu died in battle, Feng Hou was missing, Heavenly Maiden Ba and Gengchen were tainted and wandered in the human world, Chi You died, Shennong, who was half a senior, also died an unnatural death, and Xing Tian, who was both an enemy and a friend, was beheaded by him.

In the end, there were no enemies and no friends.

As the emperor, Ji Xuanyuan leaned on the Xuanyuan Sword, stood on Xuanyuan Hill, and looked at the human world alone.

Looking at his past.

At that time, I am afraid that only Bai Ze was still with him.

How brilliant and lively the past was, how lonely it will be after everyone leaves.

And swallowing this despair and loneliness alone, and protecting the common people, is the destiny of the Human Emperor.

But...

Wei Yuan's thoughts suddenly paused, his expression froze, and he looked up at Zhu Jiuyin.

"Prince Changqin, Fenglai Qin?"

"Can I ask a little question? Where does he play the zither?"

Zhu Jiuyin said casually: "The Featherfolk Country, which was originally governed by Shaohao, was later handed over to Zhurong. Shaohao's wife was Feng Hongshi from the Featherfolk Country. Later, this surname seemed to gradually differentiate and become Feng."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "The Feng from the Featherfolk Country?"

"What does Prince Changqin look like?"

"Gentle and handsome, although he is the son of the Fire God Zhurong, because his mother is human, he was not born with a perfect divine body, he could not prevent his power from being exposed, and he left a flame-patterned birthmark on his brow. Perhaps it was because the flame power was emitted in the womb that Zhurong's wife's vitality was damaged, leading to her early death. This may also be Zhurong's inner demon."

Flame pattern...

Wei Yuan was silent and said, "Then, what is his personality?"

Zhu Jiuyin hadn't spoken yet.

Xing Tian laughed heartily and replied first:

"Ah, I know him. He and Gengchen were rated as the two most good-tempered young gods in the entire Classic of Mountains and Seas, although he is actually half-human and half-god. He has a very good personality, combining the beauty of gods and the gentleness of humans."

"He and Kunlun Martial God Gengchen, one literary and one martial, are the kind that goddesses secretly liked back then."

"His temper is so good that he prepares delicious food every time that phoenix comes to him."

"In the end, it's not certain whether it's for the food or the music."

He sighed: "Actually, I think I'm pretty good too, and I can sing."

"But why don't those people like me?"

Xuanyuan answered unceremoniously: "Because you sing with muscles and dance with fists."

Xing Tian was furious: "That's also singing!"

"You ask, who said I'm not singing?!"

And Wei Yuan fell into deep thought.

Gentle appearance, flame marks on the eyebrows, good at playing the zither, extremely talented, human race.

From Feng Hongshi of Shaohao's country.

When playing the zither, no matter how far away, a phoenix will come to listen and dance, and Prince Changqin will take out fruits to feed this phoenix.

Combining history and mythology, why is this so familiar...

Wei Yuan pondered.

Then he slammed his right fist on his left palm and suddenly realized.

I understand!

Daoist Zhang.

You are dead, the Big Dipper stars above your head are flashing!

ps: Today's first update... 3,600 words, thank you Yuheng for the myriad reward

Wuhu, I feel pretty good today, I can try to update three times, probably, drinking tea picture.