Starting from Xuanyuan Qiu

In ancient times, the Shennong clan declined and all spirits withered. The young Xuanyuan was born with double pupils. What he saw when he opened his eyes was not the campfire of the tribe, but the pages of the "Tao Jing" that spanned the star path deep in the sea of ​​consciousness. In that era, war was not only killing, but also harvesting. Jiuli's bronze army drove away the death fog that devoured life. Chi You spread blood on the wasteland, trying to awaken the "third type of people" sleeping deep in the years. Emperor Yan is dying, Jiuli is rising, and everyone in the world thinks that life is gone. Xuanyuan held the dark-patterned dagger named "Yun" and stood in front of the altar against the moat. The golden light in his eyes was like the blazing sun: "Tao, where is it?" Guangchengzi said: "Ignore but don't listen, embrace the spirit and remain calm." Qi Bo said: "Eat and drink with moderation and daily life with regularity." Xuanyuan said: "Reverse!" He used the Nine Palaces as a formation and Qi Machine as a chess piece, and forcibly carved a way out of the purple mist in the sky. Thousands of generations later, someone was still shocked when they saw those eight words on the title page of the fragmentary ancient scroll: "Shape and spirit are the same, and it will last for a hundred years." This story begins in Xuanyuan Qiu and ends with peace for all ages.