Chapter 377 The fate of the past, the law of the future
It's almost like a dream...
He thought.
But even if it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up.
This is a sacrificial ceremony for the gods. The vast starlight falls down. The girls of the Feather Clan dance their wings and rise into the sky. The edges of their white wings are stained with the afterglow of the stars, as if the stars have fallen into the world. Ancient songs are echoing in the ears, and He
Watching this scene quietly, surrounded by friends and people singing and dancing.
The wine in my hand seems to be endless.
It's so beautiful.
The man thought to himself.
I just don’t know why, but from the beginning, there seemed to be some noise in his ears. He frowned, but didn’t take it to heart. He laughed and drank with the friend next to him, and was about to raise his neck to drink.
, suddenly there was a blur in front of my eyes, as if something had hit me.
Seems to be……
An ax?
It looks a bit familiar.
Well, it seems to be Xingtian's. It seems that Xingtian threw the ax over.
Just an ax...
The man thought casually, such a beautiful and soothing atmosphere, laughter and wine made him feel slightly tipsy. In his arms was a beautiful girl with an affectionate smile, which was more intoxicating than the wine. He looked up to her.
He was drinking heavily, and when he was drunk, he wanted to kiss the goddess of the Yu tribe alone, and then his face suddenly became stiff.
Um?!!
Wait...who?
Xingtian’s ax?!!
Something seemed to be broken in his ears, and then there was a special mana fluctuation, like a thousand Kui cows tap dancing with one foot in his ears, and then they raised their voices that could be heard thousands of miles away, and they all shook the sky.
Shout like the ground shaking:
"Zhu Rong!!!"
Wake up!!!
Zhu Rongshen, who had been sleeping for a thousand years, felt his brain buzzing.
The beautiful dream suddenly shattered into pieces.
The goddess in his arms disappeared directly.
……………………
Xingtian's battle ax fell down.
Surrounded by a thousand-year-old strong wind, Wei Yuan forced himself to steady himself without being blown away.
Outside Zhu Rong's sacrificial place, there is the power that he naturally exudes. It is one of the four poles of heaven. Wei Yuan himself cannot break such a high-level power, but Xing Tian is different. As the God of War, Xing Tian does not
Authority and power.
There is only power.
A body of muscles, a battle axe, an old punishment of mountains and seas, specialized in treating all kinds of fancy things.
There was a crunching sound, and the outer layer of defense was directly shattered.
But Xingtian's ax was also stripped of most of its power.
Zhu Rong opened his eyes suddenly.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be a dream...
I said, how could Xingtian...
Before the thoughts in his mind could settle down, he saw the huge ax smashing down as if he was desperate for his life.
I don’t know what hatred or resentment is.
Um??!
Zhu Rong's face froze, he raised his hand and crossed his hands, narrowly catching the majestic battle axe. The huge power overflowed, causing the entire temple to shake. Then it collapsed directly, shattered from the middle, and the house directly
After being dismantled, the part of the battle ax that Zhu Rong's hands touched emitted bursts of green and white smoke, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The god of fire is good at power and is the four poles of the sky.
However, the hand-to-hand combat is not as good as that of the God of War and the Master of Arms.
Co-workers?
The god who directly smashed the pillar of heaven with the iron ground was a rebellious figure among traditional gods.
As soon as he woke up, he hit an ax on his head. No matter what happened, he woke up instantly. Zhu Rong threw the battle ax on the ground. I don’t know what kind of method he used. The battle ax instantly became huge and heavy. Zhu Rong, who had been sleeping for too long,
He slowly sat up, his face was not that of a beast-like person from the Age of Gods, but that of a normal heroic man.
He swept his eyes and saw Wei Yuan with blood dripping from his fingers.
As a god at the level of the Four Extremes, Zhu Rong quickly recognized the true spirits he had come into contact with.
"It's you……"
Wei Yuan bowed his hands and said calmly: "Xuanyuan Qiu, Wei Yuan of the Yanhuang lineage."
"I have no choice but to use this method to awaken you, Zhu Rongshen."
"wake……"
Zhu Rong thought of the long dream, and was in a trance. His eyes scanned the murals of the temple, and he saw the army paralyzed on the ground due to the collision of the two gods' auras. They were gods after all. He instantly thought clearly about what happened before.
Whatever happened, there was no anger on his face.
Get up slowly.
The vast vitality behind it has transformed into the true form of a god.
Towering into the clouds, riding on two dragons.
So after three breaths, everyone in the capital fell down, even the cronies of Feather Master Gao Yangjun. It took more than a thousand years for their lineage to win over these warriors, and Zhu Rong allowed them to return within a short period of time.
For a short moment, until the end, everyone chanted the name of Zhu Rong.
Different from Shenzhou, Yu Republic of China was originally a country born dependent on Zhurong.
This is the root of their culture.
In the early days, in the areas recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, there were mostly mountain gods and monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. However, there were no gods around the Classic of Seas, but major kingdoms. Most of the original ferocious beasts were expelled and suppressed by the gods of the four poles.
The countries in the four directions are arranged around the sea and the Central Plains China, and the core area of the Central Plains is Kunlun.
After that, the middle earth disappeared, and the mountains and seas were separated.
The world where the overseas countries are now consists of the land in four directions, surrounding the sea and the Kunlun Void.
For the Yu Republic and other countries, Zhu Rong himself was both a god and the leader of the country. The later Yu Lords were just the original fire god sacrifices. Zhu Rong let them go to guide the people of the era, but he did not expect that he would be designed.
I almost lost my strength while sleeping.
The appearance of Zhu Rong broke the constructed lie again in an extremely powerful way. After that, he did not deal with the matter of the Feather Master. He looked at Wei Yuan and said: "The Yu people can grow up and get rid of gods and be independent.
That's a good thing, but by stealing my power and becoming me again, what's the point of growing?"
His voice paused and asked: "Last time, four people came, are you the only one left now?"
Wei Yuan replied: "Nvjiao is still here."
This means that both King Yu and Qi are no longer here.
King Yu.
Zhu Rong subconsciously touched the socket of his left eye and said: "Yu, Si Wenming, this name is really wrong, but other than that, the ceremony that time was pretty good..."
"Before, during the ceremony, I remember that you made a piece of pottery."
Wei Yuan recalled the way Nvjiao looked like she was mentally retarded, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Well...yes, there is such a thing."
Zhu Rong sighed: "When I saw you, I realized that the years have passed."
"But everything in the past is still clear as if it was just a dream."
No, remove the as if.
For you, it is indeed just a big dream.
Wei Yuan was embarrassed to say that the atmosphere of the surrounding temple was rebuilt and no one else could get close. Zhu Rong flicked his hand and a pottery flew out of the temple and landed next to Wei Yuan and him. It was the style of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors era, but
Underneath the roughness, Yuren's light temperament is clearly revealed.
The material of Yu Minguo is different from that of Tushan and Xuanyuan Qiu.
So the pottery created in the end also has a different texture.
Wei Yuan's fingers gently caressed this thing that he had once created.
Feeling a trace of familiar energy, I used the magical power I first learned. The past experience of this artifact flashed before my eyes. It was sacrificed and revered, and even received the honor of being regarded as the artifact of Zhu Rong God. In a
He stayed at the center of a sacrifice.
Also because of the above records, the Dance of the Feathered Kingdom in the Age of Gods was restored.
Starlight falls like rain.
Pictures flashed before Wei Yuan's eyes, as if he had seen thousands of years in an instant.
Finally, he saw the sacrifice where this pottery was created. At that time, although he himself was complained by Nvjiao, he was still dragged away to participate in the grand ceremony of the country under the command of the southern fire god Zhu Rong, Yu Minguo, Zhou Raoguo, Sanmiao
The country, the Hungarian country, and the people of all the countries recorded in the Southern Scriptures came to participate.
They wear masks decorated with flames on their faces and sing and dance, which means they ignore their own race. Today, they are all the people of the fire god Zhurong, and they can enjoy themselves with other races. Yuan and Nvjiao also wear masks, but the female
Jiao was worried about Yu, so she went back early, and before finally leaving, she told him that he could wander around as he pleased.
But remember not to provoke those other races.
But don't be afraid of being troubled, just go back and find them.
As for the pottery, it was just randomly placed on a stall for display.
The Zhurong Festival was very lively, and there were all kinds of goods from all over the world. Even the Tushan family's goods were seen. Finally, Yuan saw a feather decoration that was very customary in the Republic of China. He bent down and looked at it with interest, and under his
Behind him, a woman with a noble temperament walked by holding a little girl who was also wearing a mask.
Yuan subconsciously raised his head and saw a merchant from the Sanmiao Kingdom carrying goods and shouting loudly as he walked by.
He turned back to look at Yu Minguo's stall owner.
"How many stone coins are decorated with this feather? Ten Xuanyuan Qiu stone coins, okay?"
The young craftsman from Tushan Department picked up the materials and asked with great interest:
"The pattern of feathers can be used in pottery as decoration."
Behind him, the little girl wearing three folds of white clothes and a white skirt looked away, stretched out her fingers and touched the pottery, her voice soft and quiet.
"Can I exchange jade for this pottery?"
“The texture is very beautiful.”
"This won't work..." the girl who was entrusted with taking care of the pottery said regretfully:
"This was made by a guest from the Central Plains, and the priest has decided to keep it."
"You're kidding." The stall owner selling feathers shook his head repeatedly: "These are the most beautiful feathers of a goshawk. Just a few stone coins will do. Even the stone coins from Xuanyuan Qiu won't work. You have to add more."
"
The woman next to the little girl gently bent down and said: "If you want, little sister, you can choose something else. There are a lot of jades and pottery here." The girl from the Republic of Yu also recommended some apologetically.
The little girl wearing the mask never took a fancy to the other jade items. Finally, she shook her head and said:
"No need, Sister Xuannv, let's go."
Xuannv said helplessly: "That's fine."
"What else do you like? Let's see."
"Um."
Xuannv pulled the last and yet nameless goddess of Kunlun Mountain into the bright lights, and behind them, the young man who was finally satisfied with the feathers of the exotic beasts stood up and patted the dust on his clothes.
In the world of mountains and seas, all species are the same, but humans and gods pass each other without noticing, blending into the sea of humanity.
This is just an ordinary day in the past memory.
But it was also imprinted on pottery.
The fate between you and me has already begun in the past.
The scene in front of Wei Yuan's eyes disappeared, and Zhu Rongshen looked at him: "What did you seem to see?"
Wei Yuan nodded, suddenly feeling like he wanted to return to the human world immediately, he looked at Zhu Rong and said:
"Zhu Rongshen, can you give me this pottery?"
"I can make you a new one."
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And this time.
Xing Tianshen found that his ax had been seized.
There is no way to fly back.
Xing Tian fell into silence and lost his brain's logic.
You challenge me.
Then he conveniently handed me the ax?!
Xuanyuan is not so crazy!
If I don’t tell you today, you won’t know how the name of the God of War came about!
After silence, Xing Tian picked up his shield and ran for dozens of miles in one breath, but felt that something was missing in his right hand.
Xing Tian pondered.
Turn around and run back to Changyang Mountain.
Taking advantage of the situation, he picked up the huge pottery jar that was half filled with salt.
Picked up.
He took long strides and ran out of Changyang Mountain.