Yuzai pointed to the sky:
"The clouds are dense, but they only cover a layer of sky. The sun is in a higher place. It will not bless you because of your prayers, nor will it get angry with you because of your curses. It is far away and vast in the sky. , the movement of energy in the sky, and climate change have nothing to do with it, you can’t see it, but it still exists.”
"Why did people in the past fear the dark night, fear of ferocious beasts, have no clothes on their bodies, and no food to eat, yet they still migrated to the east?"
"People died in the night. Later, when people raised their heads and looked at the twinkling stars, suddenly the idea came to their minds that it was the gaze of their dead companions, so they became ancestors during sacrifices, and people migrated to the east , because although people of that era did not understand gods and totems, they knew that the night would always pass and the sun would still rise as usual the next day."
"It's in the east! So, the first batch of ancestors who arrived at the seaside saw the sun rising from behind an island in the sea, and respectfully called that island 'Yutani'!"
"So, any god who gives you revelations and tells you that dark clouds will cover the sun and a solar eclipse will engulf the sun is a monster or simply a person pretending to be a god!"
The people gradually raised their heads.
As Yu Zai looked at the crowd, her voice increased instead of decreasing!
"If you really remember your ancestors, then you should sacrifice to the girl who died for you more than 30 years ago. She is the real hero who should be praised! When the hero dies, there is not even an inch of land for sacrifice, and You follow this stupid wizard and come here to worship some sun god that has long since perished or even does not exist in ancient times!"
"The ones who really should be worshiped are those who really exist, even the gods from ancient times. As long as they really exist and have done the right things for their people, they should be sacrificed!"
"Sacrifice is never wrong. What is wrong is the way of offering sacrifices and believing too much in it! Just like what I said at the beginning, if there are utensils engraved with flames, then why is the flame itself not a god? In today's era, a child can Sparks are made with charcoal and stones, so why when it comes to flames, people praise Suiren and Zhurong!"
"Do sacrifices require living people? If I burn a handful of grass, wouldn't it be called a sacrifice? In what era do you really think that wind and rain are the wrath of God?"
North Poseidon wanted to say something in the distance, but kept his mouth shut.
Forget it, I don’t exist for now.
But he thought about it and felt that it was right. Before he came, these people also thought that the wind and rain were caused by the gods... How can there be so many idle and painful gods?
Besides, the gods are all children of their fathers and mothers, and my grandfather is the Yellow Emperor... As for those who don't have parents... How do you know that they don't have parents? Why should they tell you?
Beihaishen fell into deep thought.
And Yu Zai's narration has reached its climax.
"Since ancient times, the only major events for nations and tribes have been sacrifice and military service. Sacrifice is an act that gives people courage and hope, rather than turning into some ignorant and stupid behavior. It gives you confidence, but you can't follow it blindly!"
"After all, if the sacrifices were really useful and the sky would be the same on the tenth day of the year, the gods would not hide, and Emperor Fangxun would not let Yi shoot the sun!"
"Looking at this rock painting, it's just a piece of cold stone! You're so ridiculous that you don't even know its name!"
Boom!
The blue flame rose up, and the innate energy gradually expanded. The blue fire was covered with stones. Su Zai pulled out the big axe, and the blue fire instantly penetrated into the cracks opened by the axe, and continued to burn the rock paintings of the Sun God. This book It should be a cultural relic left to future generations, but now it must be destroyed.
People were a little panicked, and many people were in a daze looking at the blue fire.
The flames scorched the rock paintings, and the rocks were completely black. Only the outline of one eye could be seen.
Ruanzai walked toward the old tree in the distance with his ax on his shoulder. People watched his actions without saying a word. The person playing the role of the God of Fire wanted to speak, but was already afraid.
"Boom!"
The big ax struck hard on the trunk of the old tree!
Yuzai swung his ax and chopped down the old tree!
Although the old tree is big, it is not a sacred tree that is invulnerable to metal and iron. The power that Yuzai has now is so huge that in just three or five blows, the old tree is on the verge of falling.
"What's wrong with the tree on the mountain? It's not its will or its behavior to hang those witches, but it must be cut down today!"
"Tongtie is lucky, Cangshan is innocent!"
Yu Zai swung the ax for the seventh time and chopped down the old tree heavily!
The dust rose, and the concubine destroyed the sacrificial paintings, cut down the sacrificial trees, killed the wizards, and shouted at these people with fierce words!
The ax hit the ground and pointed to the sky.
The sky is still the same sky, and the earth is still the same earth!
"Heaven's actions are constant, and they will not exist for God, nor will they perish for man!"
"Everything in the world, as long as it is born, is immortal. Death is the right principle of heaven and earth and the nature of all things. Nothing can be too sad. In today's world, people are happy to live and hate death. In order to pursue sacrifices to ghosts and gods, they do not Pay attention to the living people!”
Yu Zai took out a piece of ink stone, then smeared it on the edge of the blackened Sun God rock painting, and quickly drew what looked like two chicks.
"If I smear these two chicks now, six thousand years later, some people will worship these two chicks, just like you worship the sun god's rock paintings? Then why don't you pray to these two chicks now? , let’s see if we can get any response and protection!”
Ruanzai pointed at Gujiao, and some people looked at the two chicks and were silent for a long time.
Gugu and Jiaojiao looked at each other and started to wander around.
At this time, we have to cooperate with Mamazai to pretend to be dementia.
Aba Aba Gugujiji Balala Little Gugu transforms...
People's moods were disturbed. Some people began to stand up and stare directly at the rock painting. Some people still knelt down and could not get up, but they also lost their original piety.
But Yu Zai knew that they were still in a wavering period, and once a real miracle appeared, they would immediately return to their ignorant state.
"In the Central Plains, the people there refer to virtuous beings, whether they are humans or gods, as saints. I think this is very good. Although they are saints, they are at least humans. The word god is too condescending. Since ancient times, God has reached a height that needs to be looked up to.”
"So, saints are at least human beings. Everyone has the possibility to become a saint, but only living people, heroes who work hard for the people of heaven and earth, are saints."
"So what about the stories about the saints before them? That's a myth. But who was the earliest saint? Was it Suiren, was he Jufang, was he the Wulong clan?"
"The Yellow Emperor did not believe in sacrifices. Wu Xian gave the Yellow Emperor a divination and said that the Yellow Emperor would be defeated by Chi You, but the Yellow Emperor won the battle, so he did not believe in these things. You criticize the Yellow Emperor, but this is still the era he created. , most of what you know now was improved by him and then spread."
"Actually, maybe the nameless sun god you worship was also the first person to obtain the flame in ancient times. He was respectfully called the leader by the people of the tribe at that time..."
