There are many legends about the river map, but according to the records in Daozang, the river map, like the Luoshu, is a product of heaven and earth, and was copied by the king Fuxi to make a "he map", and then it was reborn in ancient wars. It was lost in the middle of the river, and was finally obtained by Dayu, who used it to control the water.
In addition, there are also legends about the function of the river map. Some say that the river map is a natural formation, and it can be used to form an array with infinite power. Some say that the river map records countless supernatural powers and secret methods, and once comprehended, one can have extremely strong strength. Some also say that the river map records all the mysteries of the past and the future, and it is precisely because of this that Fuxi can use it to evolve the way of gossip.
But no matter what kind of legend it is in, the river map is a first-class treasure!
It's just that Huang Chang didn't expect that he would be able to get this river map one day.
"At the beginning, the king of the Yellow River entrusted Hebo to give me this picture to help me control the water. He also gave me a sentence, saying that this thing is "you get it when you meet the yellow, and you lose it when you meet the yellow". What does it mean to lose, but now I understand."
Seeing Huang Chang's surprise, Dayu sighed with a complicated expression: "Perhaps it is destined that this thing is destined to be with you. If so, then it's just enough to end the cause and effect."
At that time, Gonggong angered Mount Buzhou and caused the heaven and earth to collapse. Although Nuwa Empress repaired the sky, there were still disasters left behind. The endless water from the collapse of the Tianhe River turned into a torrent, raging the world and making it difficult to govern. He also relied on this Only then did Hetu, Dinghaishenzhen and Jiuding cured the flood and became famous all over the world, but now that Jiuding was lost, Dinghaishenzhen was handed over to that monkey, and now even Hetu had to be handed over, which would inevitably make him feel a little disappointed.
But after all, he is the hero of the ancient generation. After a long sigh, he got rid of this Schroeder emotion, and said to Huang Chang seriously: "This picture is infinitely mysterious, and it is enough for you to enjoy it with your heart, but if you understand it If you encounter any bottlenecks in this map, then you may go to Taihao Mausoleum to find the King of Ren, maybe he can help you. With the map of the river in hand, the King of Ren will not refuse to see you."
"Human King, Taihao Mausoleum? Got it, thank you for your guidance!"
Hearing Dayu's words, Huang Chang nodded thoughtfully.
There are many legends about Fuxi, and as one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns, Fuxi is called the "King of Man" because he is the ancestor of human civilization and the first king of mankind.
Fuxi is powerful and extremely intelligent. After obtaining the river map, he even evolved the way of gossip, and based on this, he developed many formations. He is known as the king of the formations of the human race, relying on Fuxi and his formations. , the human race was able to survive the darkest period after the Dao Demon War, survive under the oppression of the two Lich races, and gradually grow stronger.
It’s just rumored that the man Wang Fuxi has a quiet temperament. After he accomplished a great cause and led the human race through the dark years, he proclaimed himself Taihao Mausoleum and blocked Taihao Mausoleum with countless magic circles. It seems that as long as you have this river map, you can enter Taihao Mausoleum and meet Fuxi, which is useful news.
After all, if there is a chance, Huang Chang also wants to meet this first-generation human king, one of the three emperors, a master of formation.
"Since Senior Dayu is willing to hand over the river map, the old dispute between us and Shangdu will be settled."
"However, those who collude with the heavenly demon are unforgivable, and we will not let them go."
Putting away the river map, Huang Chang took a deep breath, and then waved his right hand, a figure flew out of his cuff, and landed heavily on the ground.
This was Ziying, the youngest son of Zheng Zhuanggong who had been taken down by Huang Shang with his magical powers in his sleeves and imprisoned in the domain after he had spoken disrespectfully to Huang Shang before.
It's just that compared with the high-spiritedness before, Ziying, who has gone through a day trip to the eighteenth level of hell, has obviously suffered a lot. Although there is no trauma on his body except for a piece of hair, his whole body is full of shit, shivering Trembling, holding his head and screaming and wailing continuously, tears and snot flowing from his nose, it is obvious that his mind has been destroyed, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.
However, Huang Chang didn't even look at this guy again, but said to Zheng Zhuanggong and Dayu lightly: "The collusion with the demon is temporarily over, but if you let me know that you still have something to do with the demon Collusion, or doing something unfavorable to the Taoist sect, then don't blame me for bringing up the old story again."
"It's best for the business capital to be safe and sound. It's good for everyone."
"This city and the tens of millions of people in the city can no longer withstand another twists and turns."
After finishing speaking, Huang Chang turned around, and bursts of dazzling golden and blue light suddenly burst out from his body, covering him and the figures of the fallen people, and then pierced through the void and disappeared.
"Shuzi bullies people too much!"
Seeing Huang Chang and the others leave, and taking another look at the young son who is so shitty, Zheng Zhuanggong couldn't help but clenched his fists and cursed angrily: "Today's humiliation, I must..."
"enough!"
However, before Zheng Zhuanggong finished speaking, Dayu interrupted him with a stern voice: "The grievances between Shangdu and Daozi come to an end!"
"Don't you understand? Now he is no longer someone you can afford to offend!"
"Don't talk about the Taoism behind him, he alone is no longer easily provoked by any ancient capital. Didn't you realize that the national blockade of Shangdu was still there just now, but he left whenever he wanted, without any hinder?"
"He can easily get out of Shangdu today, and tomorrow he can pick off your head while you are sleeping!"
Speaking of this, Dayu's expression has become extremely cold: "The Taoism has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years. Apart from the Jade Emperor, there is only such a Taoist. I advise you to give up the idea of revenge, so as not to hurt you." The people of Shangdu have caused a catastrophe. Now that I have handed over the map of the river, and I owe you nothing for the life-saving grace of the past, if I know what tricks your bloodline dares to do secretly, it will attract the attention of Shangdu. If something bad happens..."
"At that time, I don't need Daozi to make a move, and I won't let you go easily!"
"snort!"
As soon as the words fell, Dayu turned around and strode away, leaving only Zheng Zhuanggong with a cloudy face, and Ziying, whose mind was almost destroyed and immersed in fear.
It was not until a long time later that Zheng Zhuanggong seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, as if he had aged a lot, he sighed, and then glanced at Ziying who was limp on the ground, dripping with feces and urine, snorted coldly, and waved his sleeves leave.
Although he was dissatisfied and extremely resentful, what was the use of that?
Just like what Dayu said, even if Huang Chang doesn't rely on the background of the Daoist sect, his strength alone is enough to compare with the ancient capital. Now, instead of breaking the cause and effect with great difficulty, if he offends him again, those who wait for their lineage will be doomed!
After all, Dayu didn't have a second river map to buy their lives.
That being the case...then accept fate, admit cowardice.
Even if you see this person in the future, you have to stay away for three miles, and don't provoke him again.