Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Chapter 472 Either being exiled or on the road to exile

The spectacle is so familiar and magnificent, "Dragon Boat!"

"There are so many dragon boats. The most spectacular dragon boat race I have ever seen was just twenty dragon boats swimming together. This..."

The people of the Dragon Kingdom later realized that this was completely linked to the Dragon Boat Festival.

Making rice dumplings and racing dragon boats.

"I seriously suspect that the tradition of making zongzi has also become personified."

Nothing is impossible in this world. Even the dragon boat has been personified, and the personification of the rice dumpling is very reasonable.

Qu Yuan's big hand pressed down, and the Miluo River was no longer just a river.

Carrying ten thousand dragon boats, the drums beat and the oars vibrate in perfect order.

"Is it a human? Or an ancestor, no, I seem to have seen me..."

People who have rowed dragon boats, whether they are ancestors or modern people, have been embodied in the past.

It's as if he has become one of the gods, and when the dragon's head points, the god blocks and kills the god.

The saint blocks and kills the saint.

Atum hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet, and still sneered: "You Eastern Gods have never let me down, you are so damn good at playing."

Especially, Atum, as the most noble insect saint.

The most annoying thing is the dragon.

Especially the Eastern Dragon!

"You summoned the dragon boat, and I am the river carrying the dragon boat!"

Atum's holy voice rolled in: "I have seen through that this river is your burial place. If you come here to fight, even if you die in battle, your soul will return to your hometown."

The sneers intensified, and Atum didn't take Qu Yuan seriously.

Thousands of dragon boats cross the river!

"Turn it over!" The saint has the power to turn over a river with just one thought.

He wanted to monopolize the Miluo River and put Qu Yuan to death.

"Miluo River is indeed my burial place, but..."

"You alone want to monopolize this eternal place of worship!"

Qu Yuan Qingyan was furious, it was the first time he was so indifferent to foreign objects.

"Taiyi God, leave all the power here to me, no need to worry about it."

Feeling the blessing from Donghuang Taiyi, Qu Yuan felt warm in his heart.

It's a pity that this is not the pre-Qin Dynasty or the bright moon of the Chu Dynasty.

If King Huai of Chu could have listened to him, this would not be the case.

"Great Qin has finally come true." At this moment, it was a sigh.

Qu Yuan did not deny that Qin was unparalleled, nor did he hate it.

More of a pity.

"Bai Qi invaded the capital of Ying and dug up the tomb of King Chu. I saw it."

"Together with Xian Qin, I also watched the burial of the saint."

Qu Yuan also thought of one person, Zhang Yi. If Zhang Yi, Bai Qi, Zhang Yi, and Xian Qin had taken the place of the eternal emperor, maybe the First Emperor would not have died.

Even in Qu Yuan's view, Qin Shihuang was extremely majestic.

"I don't know that I, Qu Yuan, rely on my life of exile."

"Is it possible to bury a saint?"

Qu Yuan's eyes were casual but firm, just as he said.

He spent most of his life either in exile or on the road to exile.

Atum also watched the match between Great Qin and Ancient Babylon.

"It turns out that you are a contemporary of him."

"No! I am fifty years older than the First Emperor."

Let’s just say they are contemporaries.

"No need to ask, I will give you the answer. You can't compare to the First Emperor. You also said that you have been in exile for most of your life and have made no achievements in the world."

"I'm curious how you climbed to this position."

"Is it because of those poems or the so-called patriotism?"

Although Atum was disdainful, he was still curious.

The sainthood of other people is due to the cultivation of heavenly merit.

And this one doesn’t have much merit for the world.

After hearing this, Qu Yuan also laughed at himself: "You are right."

But with the word "patriotism" planted in my bones, I was exiled again and again, returned again and again, witnessed the decline of the country again and again, and the last time...

Throw yourself into the river and die for your country!

I would like to ask what should I use to make achievements in such a wandering life.

This is what Atum cannot understand the most.

As a saint, I was confused.

It would be easy to say that it was eternal sorrow, but there was no trace of sorrow on Qu Yuan's face.

"Don't you complain?"

Qu Yuan smiled softly: "It is no wonder that a loyal minister is like this."

"What's the complaint?"

When the tide comes on the Miluo River, thousands of people board boats to fill the sea.

Atum cannot monopolize the Miluo River, and boating on the river is even worse.

All of a sudden, the saint was put in danger and the path to destroy the saint was opened.

"I used to be unable to change the law, but now I..."

"How about a change of scenery!"

Qu Yuan reversed the cycle of heaven and earth, holding gold and silver threads.

Donghuang Taiyi was in charge of the Chu Divine System, and countless wizards emerged in the Chu Kingdom's human realm.

Unexpectedly, it was monopolized by Qu Yuan and tied to him alone.

"Unexpectedly, I didn't see monopoly in the saint, but I saw it in you. Is this your confidence?" Atum finally showed his enthusiasm.

"Search it out!"

"The purpose of throwing rice dumplings into the Miluo River is to prevent the big fish from eating human corpses. That person is Qu Yuan!"

The people of the Dragon Kingdom were in awe.

On Qu Yuan's side, all the dragon boats were destroyed, and only one broke out and crashed into Atum.

"The blasphemy against the Sun God will eventually be annihilated."

Atum just followed his words and defused the blow.

Of course Qu Yuan knew that this level was not enough to behead the saint.

I saw that his steps were disordered and he was chanting, causing the way of heaven to be revealed.

After the vision intensified, Donghuang Taiyi finally became aware of it.

"Qu Yuan! What are you doing?! Stop it!"

Donghuang Taiyi angrily said that he could kill the saint, but the price would be everyone around him.

And with his current strength, he doesn't need it at all.

"Time, as long as you give me enough time, both of them will die."

But how could Qu Yuan listen?

"If you don't monopolize Chu Land, how can you be allowed to carry everything?"

Donghuang Taiyi became a saint, but he did not have a monopoly.

After all, he couldn't join the ranks of the Three Emperors. Qu Yuan didn't know how much better Donghuang Taiyi was than Zhila and Atum, so he had to enter the game.

The sky canopy is painted with nine colors, twists and turns, and engraved with sky patterns.

Only then did I hear a chant: "The roar of summer is coming, and the grass and trees are luxuriant."

"The vast Yuanxiang is divided into gurgling streams.

The road is built and hidden, and the road is far away. "

The sound spread farther and farther, and the mountain ghost woke up immediately: "It's a fatal word!"

Qu Yuan’s final words!

As soon as the fatal words came out, he must die today.

Donghuang Taiyi angrily forced the saint back and wanted to take Qu Yuan away.

But it was discovered that the source of the entire Miluo River is connected to its end.

A closed loop was formed, and even Donghuang Taiyi was knocked back half a step.

"It's turned into an arena..."

The Miluo River turned into a ring, locking the two of them to life and death.