"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 sat 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 pile of manuscripts on the table, taking notes with a pen from time to time. He said softly: "Sister is studying ancient characters. How about you play by yourself for a while?"
It was hard for her not to feel sympathy for Jihuo Yuxiu, a strong and sensible little girl.
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 to say. After all, she also stopped in front of the separation between heaven and man, and was not as good as the little holy monk and the cold-faced machine man.
But she would never allow herself to be just a babysitter.
Ever since she was little, she has always wanted to be the best at everything she does. Her father asked her to do this, and she asked herself to do the same.
Her father is a Dazhuguo, and she will become a Dazhuguo in the future.
She will do what Lian Jingzhi has done. Even what Jingzhi couldn't do, she had to do it.
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, was used to the world, and his achievements surpassed those of previous Qi masters.
She jumped out from the narrow well mouth of Xiangguo, and in the small Baiyujing Restaurant, she saw the genius of the Yellow River, the hope of the small country, the Liuli Buddha, and the true biography of the Mohist family, which was an eye-opener. A few days later, he bumped into the true dragon of the sea tribe again, and had to fight to the death with it!
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 looked at the calligraphy and paintings for a while, carefully compared the lyrics of the blessing songs and the postures of the ritual dances, trying to figure out the use of the creation scriptures in the ancient times. But he was not impatient with the little girl, and 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 becoming 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 and memorize them yourself. 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 letter officially overthrowing Wusheng Cult, she could only attribute it to an unforgettable hatred that kept her boss in mind.
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 or the Dragon Hunting Team, and it was easy to patch things up that were inconsistent with each other and full of loopholes. Redirected: "You have a nice voice, and you should be good at singing congratulatory songs."
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 witchcraft could decipher the creation script. It should be noted that the official witchcraft of the Royal Tribe, but she 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 "Ming" squarely on the paper. "it is this."
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. Those twisted lines can also find clues in the ritual dance.
In other words, this interpretation is correct!
"The world has its dimension, and its dimension lies in 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 didn't know that."
Lian Yuchan put her confusion aside for the time being: "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 do their own hard work."
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 provide warmth in houses with closed doors and windows.
Lian Yuchan's shadow and Jihuo Yuxiu's shadow met right in the middle of the long table.
Under it are scattered manuscripts, which are the long history of witchcraft in this world.
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The lamp stretched the shadows very long.
The supreme crown, which represents the authority to control all the ministries, is also somewhat distorted in the shadow.
King Qing knelt down in front of the huge portrait of the ancestor that 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 said in a low voice, "It's time to decide your fate again. Where should the Qing Fire Department go?"
The portrait, of course, didn't respond.
"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 in charge of the world's kingship, 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 took him 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, showed bravery to Youku and the 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. Come here this time , but he has a feeling of being in a high position and accustomed to giving orders, and he has much more power. 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."
"Your Majesty 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's just about Mr. Linchuan, I think it's 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. Someone who has rules and is 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 world of Shenxiao is about to open up, 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 should not get too involved or consume too much in his war."
"Once the world rises, will you be able to achieve the Holy Spirit?" Qinghuo Yuanchen said with hope, "You will eventually be ignorant. You don't know much about the present world."
"There was no need to understand before that our mountains and rivers were just scenery in a basin. It was only after I became the clan leader and assumed the power of the king that I got a little bit of information about the world." King Qing said: "When I didn't have the 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 am 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 under your feet."
"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 privately 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 people in this world?" Qinghuo Yuanchen said to the ground: "I When you have a grand plan for the king, your liver and brain will be ruined."
His prostrate figure was hidden in the shadow of King 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 grotto, Xi Ming's slightly cold voice sounded.
However, after getting to know each other, he no longer likes to fake smiles like he did at first. In other words, it was meaningless to know that kind of thing. Jiang Wang actually didn't care whether he was polite or not.
At this moment, Jingli is chanting silent sutras.
Jiang Wanghe and Xi Ming used the Buddha's light to quietly look at the rock paintings. Their shadows reflect on one side and are distorted in the twisted painting, seeming to become part of the distortion.
The rock paintings on the stone walls have a long history, not just thousands of years. If the description above 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 were painted with blood containing spirituality, so they could survive such a long time. As time goes by, the spirit is exhausted, but the painting is carved into the rock.
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 ghosts!
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 people sacrificed their own clan to evil spirits in exchange for a short period of peace. Some become the minions of evil spirits, going up the mountain to rob them, and then going down the mountain to be protected. There are those who are willing to be raised by evil spirits and give birth to children to feed on 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 didn’t depict anything.
It only depicts a brutal, bloody, naked and primitive period. It depicts the evil spirits of ancient times and the human heart surrounded by evil spirits... even 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 Yuanzhi."
The founder of the Taixu Sect, the builder of the 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 persuade the world's powerful and promote the layout of the Taixu Illusion is perhaps more worthy of surprise.
A very important factor in why Mr. Jiang was able to accidentally cultivate the voice-hearing immortal state was that he accidentally heard the true voice of this powerful man in the illusory realm 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."
(End of chapter)
