I point to the moon eastward with my left hand, and look down at the world with my right hand.
Lightning from all directions accompanies me, and the rays of the scorching sun shine on my brows.
The ornament of Qiulan is never late, and will eventually turn time into adulthood.
The sacred mountain is in panic, and the human world is in twilight and morning.
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The distant song traveled through the passage of time, telling a corner of the once divine world in his ears. Qingya couldn't understand those ancient languages and words, but he suddenly understood after Liu Bailu gently tapped his forehead. Cheerful.
Going upstream along the long river of time, four thousand years of flying light flowed in Qingya's eyes.
There is a high mountain named Xikun in the vast wilderness. There is a high platform on it, called Gonggong's Platform. There is a goddess living on the high platform. Therefore, no hunting people in the world dare to draw their bows to the north. No one has ever seen the appearance of the goddess. They only know that she is dressed in green clothes and her name is Nüwei.
Time will not leave any traces on the bodies of the gods. The white cranes on Kunshan Mountain fly away and then fly back. A hundred years have passed by in this world.
I don’t know if it was that day in history. As usual, the goddess of heaven was sitting on the public stage, weaving the flowing clouds around her into soft fluffy catkins, embellishing the rain and mist into the seamless sky clothes, and even spreading the goddess Xihe’s blessings. The radiance below twines into a seven-note string, playing a faint fairy sound, bringing blessings to all directions.
But this peaceful tranquility was interrupted by the visit of a human race. The visitor was a handsome young man named Xuanyuan. This visit was precisely to ask the goddess to save the world.
It turns out that the world at this time is experiencing an unprecedented war. Since the Battle of Banquan, the Shennong and Xuanyuan tribes have gradually merged. The two leaders of Yan and Huang were virtuous and led their tribesmen to sow grass and grains, cast various production tools, make clothes and hats, make boats and carts, and encouraged intermarriage and exchanges among all ethnic groups. Within a few years, the Yan and Huang tribes had spread all over the Central Plains.
The lush soil and water and the pleasant climate in the Central Plains have naturally attracted the covetousness of other tribes. Battles for Yanhuang often occur, and the most powerful among them is the Jiuli tribe and their leader, who is born with infinite power. Chi You.
At first, Yanhuang was invincible in nine battles against Jiuli. Chiyou raised a heavy fog that filled the air for three days and three nights, trapping the Yanhuang army in the fog. Fortunately, Xuanyuan's minister Fenghou created a compass under the inspiration of the Big Dipper. , and then we were able to break through the fog.
Not long ago, the Kui Niu that Qingya faced turned his body into a drum in a battle, shocking the Jiuli tribe.
As the war progressed to a fever pitch, Xuanyuan called upon Yinglong, who had wings on his back, to store water in the wilderness of Jizhou, while Chiyou also invited Feng Boyu Master to help. There was a sudden storm and the battle became stalemate.
At this time, Xuanyuan thought of the legend of the goddess who lived on the Gonggong platform in Kunshan in the Great Wilderness Department. She had the most blazing light in the world, and she would be able to stop the wind and rain, and return the sky and the earth to peace.
The goddess of heaven looked at the human beings who had traveled thousands of miles. Her third eye saw through the life of the person in front of her and determined that this person was indeed a benevolent king.
The kind-hearted goddess agreed to Xuanyuan's request, stopped weaving clouds and rain with her hands, and said goodbye to the crane spirit on the sacred mountain. She said that she was going to the human world for a visit and would return soon, and asked it to wait patiently.
However, the Xuanyuan clan, as a human race, did not know that the fact that the gods interfered in the human world without authorization violated the laws of heaven. At the end of the war, the goddess of heaven would suffer the pain of having her bones broken apart, and would eventually be deprived of her godhead, and would never be able to return to the divine realm. .
The goddess knows that she will never return to the lower world, but even if there is a dead end ahead, she is still willing to fall into the mortal world for the sake of all living beings in the world.
After the Goddess descended to the realm, the world ushered in the long-lost sunny weather. Soon the wind stopped raining and the floods receded. After losing the advantage of the power of nature, the Jiuli tribe was defeated one after another. The Yanhuang tribe took advantage of the victory and pursued it, and was finally able to kill Chi You and put an end to the protracted war. Later generations also called this the "Battle of Zhuolu".
The auspiciousness of Tu De gathered the stars in all directions, and the fire of bright flames illuminated the five directions of heaven and earth. After this battle, the monsters and monsters on this land bowed their heads one after another, and the Yanhuang clan moved towards a diversified process of unification and integration.
People are chasing the peace brought by the war. The Shennong family tasted all kinds of herbs and wrote the "Shen Nong Jing". The Xuanyuan family even integrated and improved various witch doctor techniques and wrote the "Huangdi Neijing". With the rapid advancement of medicine, the lifespan of the descendants of Yan and Huang has been greatly extended, and they are gradually freed from the torture of diseases.
But the price for victory in war is always cruel. Behind the scenes of people living and working in peace and contentment, some people are suffering unspeakable torture.
Along the bank of the Yellow River, the roaring waves roared in, and the momentum was like thousands of troops sweeping past. Thousands of waves piled up one after another, rising high and falling heavily. Even the hard rock could withstand the I can't stand such a violent washout.
But even with such violent waves, it still could not extinguish the pain on her body.
A green dress was washed tightly against her body by the raging tide. The goddess's body was pure and flawless, but at this moment, it was like the white jade was stained with fireworks. The ferocious fire patterns surged and spread on her body. The fat skin cracked instantly, and the golden divine blood continued to seep out from all parts of her body like an endless leak in a heavy rain.
There was a violent tearing feeling in the chest, as if a pair of hands were tearing her body apart and then ruthlessly pulling away her spine. The goddess was immediately spread out on the rocks on the shore.
Having lost her strength, she watched helplessly as the divine blood continued to flow out of her body. Gradually, the golden divine blood lost its dazzling luster and turned into bright red blood that spread under her body.
At this time, she was no longer the carefree goddess in Kunshan, but after falling into the mortal world, she was not even qualified to choose to live a short life as a human being. The outcome of this lower world will affect the changes in the human world for thousands of years. Under the punishment of heaven, she will transform into a symbol of disaster and bring endless karma to the human world.
The cold water of the Yellow River slapped on her hot body, and the waves of mist stirred up made her face looming, and the green hair on her head was like a vine stretching out from the abyss, wrapping around her body , to drag her into eternal hell.
The flowing clouds on Kunshan Mountain still pass through the Gonggong Platform in the same direction as they come every day, but no one will pick up the clouds and use the sun to thread the needle. The unfinished gorgeous heavenly clothes are still resting on the high platform. , still waiting for the returning goddess to pick it up again.
The divine power of the goddess is light and heat, but now, the divine power she possesses has turned into a prison that surrounds it. After countless sunrises and moonsets, and the torture like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, it is like peeling off the cocoon. fade away.
When she stood up again, her powers were greatly reduced, and she could not fully control her power. From then on, no matter where she went, there were thousands of miles of bare land and frequent droughts.
The hero who won the Battle of Zhuolu for the world was greeted not with flowers and applause, but with people's fear and disgust towards her.
But because her power was still strong, people did not dare to do anything excessive to her. They could only keep clearing the rice and ditches and pray to her: "God, please go all the way north and go back to the north."
But the harm humans did to her went far beyond that. Later, her appearance was also greatly distorted in rumors.
The "妭" in the name of the goddess is explained in the book "Shuowen Jiezi" as the beauty of a woman because of her appearance. From this, it can be seen that the beauty of the goddess must be unparalleled.
Out of fear of the goddess of heaven, people gradually replaced the original title of "nu concubine" with "female concubine". Until later, people's records of the goddess of heaven in the texts handed down have become An ugly creature that is only two to three feet tall, has eyes on the top of its head, and walks like the wind. People even call it a "dry rat" in private.
Later, as the cultural level of the human race continued to improve, their vilification of concubines intensified. On the portrait stones in the royal tombs, there was a picture of "a tiger eating a female slave". In the end, the image of concubines simply looked like a zombie. He got in touch with him, and this trend continued to grow until he became one of the four legendary corpse kings.
The punishment God inflicted on her was far more than physical pain. Even if she was deprived of her godhood, no longer had eternal life, and even if she lost her supreme divine power, she never regretted bringing peace to all living beings in the world.
But when the people she was willing to sacrifice everything to protect only had fear and resentment towards her, and even spoke harshly to her, even the kind-hearted goddess couldn't help but burst into tears.
People told her to go all the way north to that sparsely populated place, but at this time the earth was already covered with traces of human life, and no matter where she went, she was never accepted by people.
At this time, the concubine suddenly discovered that the two realms of gods and humans were vast, but there was no place that could accommodate her. She can't go back to the wilderness, she can never climb Mount Kunshan, and she can't go to the human world, and she can't enter the beautiful rivers and mountains of this world.
Was my decision to come to the lower world that day right or wrong?
The frustrated concubine kept walking north aimlessly, trying to avoid towns where humans lived, but she still caused a large-scale drought. Where was her place in the vast land.
Until one day, the goddess walked to the shore of Beiming and looked at the boundless black ocean in front of her. It was like a wanderer who had finally found her destination after a lifetime of wandering. She closed her eyes and jumped into the cold water of Beiming.
From then on, there was no more goddess of heaven and concubine in the world, and no one would care about her rumors.
But in the distant wilderness, on Kunshan Mountain, at the Gonggong Tower, the crane spirit, where birds return to their nests, is still waiting for the return of the goddess of heaven. When we left, the goddess told it that she would return soon, so how long will it have to wait this time?
Pulling time back to the present, if the Crane Spirit on the Gonggong Platform is still waiting, it has been waiting for four thousand years.
