Chapter 1985 Mountains and rivers are nothing but scenery in a basin
"Beautiful sister, what are you busy with?" In the general's mansion of Qinghuo Yuanchen, the sound of the roller was very soft, and the little girl's voice was very clear.
Lian Yuchan was sitting upright in front of the long table with a beautiful posture.
The exquisite facial features are the most beautiful scenery in this room.
She carefully flipped through the mountains of manuscripts on the table, and from time to time made notes with a pen. She said softly: "Sister is studying ancient characters, can you play by yourself for a while?"
For Ji Huo Yuxiu, a strong and sensible little girl, it was difficult for her not to feel sympathy.
But in the face of a powerful enemy, she really couldn't tolerate wasting her time and not making any contribution.
Previously, everyone else had dispersed and was busy, and Lin Xian acted as a mobile force to look after the family and supervise the royal tribe.
Now that she is at home taking care of the children, there is nothing much to say. After all, she is also stationed in front of the separation between heaven and man, and is not as good as the little holy monk and the cold-faced man.
But she would never allow herself to just look after the children.
Ever since she was little, she has always wanted to be the best in everything she does. Her father demands this from her, and she demands the same from herself.
Her father is a Dazhuguo, and she will become a Dazhuguo in the future.
She will do what Jingzhi has done, and she will do what Jingzhi has failed to do.
Following Jiang Wang in practice is a "proton" act and a rare opportunity.
Emperor Wu of Qi was able to escape from the quagmire of palace fighting in the Qi court at that time because he was a hostage. He had gone through many ups and downs and was used to the world, and his achievements surpassed those of previous Qi masters.
She jumped out from the narrow wellhead of Xiang Kingdom, and in the small Baiyujing Restaurant, she saw the genius of the Yellow River, the hope of the small country, the glazed Buddha, and the true biography of the Mohist family. It was an eye-opener for her. A few days later, she bumped into the true dragon of the sea tribe, and
I want to fight to the death with him!
So she cherishes time so much and is so focused.
Jihuo Yuxiu pushed a wheelchair to her side, but she didn't pay attention.
"Is the beautiful sister interpreting the Book of Creation?" the little girl asked crisply.
"Ah, yes." Lian Yuchan read the words for a while and the paintings for a while, carefully comparing the lyrics of the blessing songs and the postures of the ritual dances, trying to figure out the ancient times' use of the creation scriptures in Fulu Wuzhu. However, he did not comment on the little girl.
Impatiently, she said softly: "Sister Xiaoxiu, are you also interested in the Book of Creation?"
"My dream is to be a witch!" Jihuo Yuxiu raised her little hands under the table, her nails slowly getting longer and sharper, but of course her voice was still childlike.
"A very good dream!" Lian Yuchan kept writing and said: "I guess my boss won't mind. There are many songs of various tribes that he asked people to collect. You can learn them yourself and memorize them.
Remember, it will help your dreams."
"Uncle Linchuan, if you mind?" Jihuo Yuxiu asked with a smile. Her hands under the table moved up and down, as if performing some kind of ritual.
Lian Yuchan didn't quite understand why her boss used Zhang Linchuan as a pseudonym in Fulu. When she later published a blood-lettered memorandum to officially overthrow the Wusheng Cult, she could only attribute it to an unforgettable hatred that made her boss think about her all the time.
At this moment, he smiled softly and said: "It doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't hurt his friends, he is actually very tolerant...at most he will deduct my wages."
"He is the one who pays wages to your dragon-hunting team? Who gave you the task of challenging the World-Destroying Demonic Dragon?" Jihuo Yuxiu's little hands under the table returned to their original shape, becoming white and tender, and there was something in her voice.
Got a little curious.
Lian Yuchan realized that she was focused on interpreting ancient texts and almost let it slip. Fortunately, Jihuo Yuxiu was young and should be easy to coax, so she said: "He is the boss. He will bear the responsibilities and distribute the profits."
She didn't talk deeply about the World-Destroying Dragon, the Dragon Hunting Team, etc. It would be easy to make contradictory patches and full of loopholes. She relayed: "Your voice is very nice, and you should be good at singing a celebration song."
As expected, Jihuo Yuxiu was successfully diverted and smiled innocently: "My mother said the same thing."
In fact, Lian Yuchan's personality and appearance are not very similar, and she is not a gentle person, but maybe she was ordered to take care of the baby, so she is indeed very patient today: "Then learn from it, wait for the boss to come back, and sing a congratulatory song to scare him
,how?"
"Okay." Jihuo Yuxiu agreed, but then looked at Lian Yuchan's manuscript and pointed to a page of the Book of Creation on the table that Jiang Wang had condensed with his Yuan Power: "The beautiful sister is interpreting these two
Words?"
"Ah, yes." Lian Yuchan said casually: "The previous one has been interpreted as the word 'qi'. There is still one word left, and this page of the book will be complete."
Jihuo Yuxiu said seriously: "This character should be used as 'inscription'."
Lian Yuchan was stunned for a moment. She never expected that this little girl who was less than nine years old and dreamed of being a shaman could decipher the creation script. It should be noted that the official witchcraft of the Royal Tribe could not decipher a single word.
.
"Name? Which name?" she asked.
Jihuo Yuxiu grabbed the pen in Lian Yuchan's hand and wrote the word "inscription" squarely on the paper. "This is it."
Lian Yuchan didn't quite believe that this little girl could give the correct answer, but when she actually embedded this word into the entire page of the Book of Creation, she found that the shape and feel of the words matched perfectly. The twisted lines also
Clues can be found in the ritual dance.
In other words, this interpretation is correct!
"The dimension of the world is due to its inscription?" Lian Yuchan frowned: "How to explain it?"
She subconsciously looked at Jihuo Yuxiu: "This world is maintained by something that people remember in their hearts? It is maintained by a certain inscription?"
But she could only see the exaggerated Wu Zhu mask, not the fierce and beautiful eyes under the mask.
"Hehe." The little girl smiled and said, "I don't know about that."
Lian Yuchan temporarily put her confusion behind her: "Sister Xiaoxiu, there are a few more creation books here, can you read them?"
Jihuo Yuxiu only glanced at it and then turned back: "If I knew a few of the words, maybe I could read them naturally. The word just appeared suddenly."
Since there was no shortcut, Lian Yuchan had no choice but to say: "It's already amazing to decipher one word. Thank you for your hard work. The rest of the sisters will work hard on their own."
Jihuo Yuxiu waved her little hand and solemnly pushed the wheelchair to the opposite side of the long table, sitting opposite Lian Yuchan: "Then I have to work hard too!"
Wall lamps warm the house with its doors and windows closed.
Lian Yuchan's shadow and Jihuo Yuxiu's shadow met right in the middle of the long table.
Below are scattered manuscripts, which are the long history of witchcraft in this world.
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The lamp makes the shadow very long.
The supreme crown, which represents the authority to rule over various tribes, is also somewhat distorted in the shadow.
Prince Qing knelt down in front of the huge portrait of his ancestor, which had been blurred by years of incense.
The one-armed general Qing Huo Yuanchen knelt down behind him.
"O ancestor, the first spirit dancing in front of a bonfire in the world." King Qing's voice was low: "It's time to decide your destiny again. Where should the Qing Fire Department go?"
Of course the portrait didn't respond.
"Back then we left the Holy Hunting Mountain, wandered through the wild world, lit fires and danced in the long frosty nights. After a long period of multiplication and generation after generation, we became today's Fire Festival. But ancestor, you did not leave any traces about the future.
Give more guidance."
"Today, I represent the tribe and take charge of the world's royal power, but I don't know the way forward and have nowhere to ask for advice. The wise Zhushu Wu Zhu jumped into the sky, and the brave Gao Chi clan leader died in the cave... The history of the Qinghuo tribe is all
They were taken away."
He worshiped sincerely: "If the ancestor has a spirit, please send it to me in my dream."
It took a long time to straighten up.
"Yuan Chen." He did not look back, only looking at the portrait of the ancestor that occupied half of the wall: "You have the most contact with those from Qingtian. What suggestions do you have? In other words, do you think Zhang Linchuan is reliable?"
Qinghuo Yuanchen said seriously: "He showed mercy to Qinghuo Qiming, showed tolerance to the warriors with insufficient strength, and showed bravery to Youku and Life and Death Chess... Of course, these cannot really determine what kind of person he is.
And four years later, he gives people a different feeling than before."
"For example?"
"The original Mr. Linchuan felt more like a lone ranger to me. He didn't care much about many things and didn't think much about them. His dissatisfaction with Qinghuo Qiming's death was also reflected on his face. This time he came here
, but he has a feeling of having a high position and is used to giving orders, and he is much more wealthy. At least I can't see his thoughts."
"Time makes people grow old." Prince Qing said: "If you were four years ago, you might not be able to see this."
"The king is right."
"I need your advice, Yuan Chen. Don't hide your clumsiness. There are not many people around me who can talk to me."
Qinghuo Yuanchen lowered his head: "If it is just about Mr. Linchuan, I think it is better for us to continue to support him. After all, we have had a good cooperation. Judging from the current performance, he is also a promising person.
Rules, people who are willing to respect us. Cooperating with him is more reliable than cooperating with an unknown entity, even if that entity is more powerful."
"This is the truth." King Qing said: "But he comes from the center of the heavens and the world, from the present world. The king's power has given me a prophecy. The opening of the world of Shenxiao is about to happen, and we also need to join the war to seek the leap to the floating land world. So we
The entire Floating Land must preserve its strength, and it is not advisable to get too involved in his war or consume too much."
"Once the world rises, will you be able to achieve the Holy Spirit?" Qinghuo Yuanchen said with hope, "I will eventually be ignorant. I don't know much about this world."
"In the past, there was no need to understand that our mountains and rivers were just the scenery in the basin. It was only after I became a clan leader and took over the power of the king that I learned some information about the world." King Qing said: "When I had no chance, I was the master of all worlds in this world. Yes.
When given the opportunity, this world is the enemy of all worlds. If we can overthrow the human race in this world, we can all leap higher. If we can seize this world, then we will be the masters of all heavens... Of course, it is impossible with our strength.
This time I’m just trying to make progress just in case.”
"The world war has not yet come, but Zhang Linchuan's dragon hunting team has the power to destroy us right now." Qinghuo Yuanchen said calmly: "The king has a long-term view, but you must look at the road ahead."
"I understand." King Qing nodded and sighed: "It's just that we can't help but think that if we were born in this world, you and I would be more than this. A genius like Master Zhushu should also be able to shine.
boundary."
"Those short-sighted tribal leaders often say in private that the king just picked up a royal power contract. Who knew the king's great strategy? Who knew that the king had a heart for all the people in this world?" Qinghuo Yuanchen said: "I
When you act like a king, your heart and mind will be ruined."
His prostrate figure was hidden in the shadow of Prince Qing.
Prince Qing's face was shrouded in light and blurred like the ancestor in the portrait.
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"Mountains and rivers are no more than landscapes in a pot, and the world is no more than lines on the palm of your hand. Do you know who said this?"
In the deep cave, a slightly cold voice sounded.
However, after getting to know him, he no longer likes to fake smiles like he did at first. Or maybe he knows that such things are meaningless. Jiang Wang actually doesn't care whether he is polite or not.
At this moment Jingli is reciting silent sutras.
Jiang Wang and Xi Ming used the Buddha's light to quietly look at the rock paintings. Their shadows were reflected on one side and distorted in the twisted paintings, and they seemed to have become a part of the distortion.
The rock paintings on the stone wall have a long history, definitely more than thousands of years. If the description is true, it should be the beginning of the floating land human race - why must it be tens of thousands of years ago?
Maybe hundreds of thousands of years.
Time cannot be concretely verified by them now.
The only thing that can be determined is that the rock paintings are painted with blood that contains spirituality, so they can survive such a long time. As time goes by, the spirituality is exhausted, but the paintings are carved into the rocks.
The rock itself becomes a long-lasting memory.
According to the depictions in the rock paintings, in ancient times, the Fulu people were not born to live in Shengshou Mountain, but had to live in Shengshou Mountain.
Because outside the Holy Hunting Mountain, the wild world is full of evil spirits!
There is a natural holy taboo in Shengshou Mountain, which prevents evil spirits from touching it.
The remaining people who were wantonly killed and teased in the wild world fled to the Holy Hunting Mountain.
Evil spirits live around the mountain.
Some sacrificed their own people to the evil spirits in exchange for a short period of peace. Some became the evil ghost's minions, going up the mountain to plunder, and then coming down the mountain to be protected. Some were willing to be raised by the evil ghost, giving birth to children and eating blood for generations...
Of course, there should also be resistance, not giving in, and the courage and wisdom to walk out of the Holy Hunting Mountain step by step. But the rock painting in front of me does not depict it.
It only depicts a cruel, bloody, naked and primitive period. It depicts the evil spirits of the ancient times and the human hearts surrounded by evil spirits...which are more cruel than the evil spirits.
"Who said that, so arrogant?" Jiang Wang came back from the mural and responded to the fateful topic.
Xi Ming said calmly: "Xu Yuan's."
The founder of Taixu Sect, the builder of Taixu Illusion! A peerless strong man who is famous in the world, but hidden in the world.
But in fact, compared to building the Taixu Illusion itself, his ability to convince the world's powerful people to promote the layout of the Taixu Illusion is perhaps more worthy of admiration.
A very important factor in why Mr. Jiang was able to achieve the state of sound hearing by accident was that he accidentally heard the true voice of this powerful man in the illusion of Taixu.
"Speaking of arrogance...it's not that arrogant." Jiang Wang's expression did not change: "Mr. Xu Zhen looks at the world from a higher level. From a high place, the natural mountains are like mud balls, and people are like ants."
