The bronze light and shadow swayed, moist water vapor and fragrant floral fragrance came in, and Shen Le also subconsciously pressed his heart there. Copper Fragment, which had been close to the skin, suddenly became hot. In the sea of consciousness, Copper Fragment expanded into Bronze Tripod, and Bronze Tripod buzzed violently!
The ethereal questioning voice turned into a sigh. The sigh was extremely profound, as if it came from the sky, but also seemed to come from the depths of time, from under the soil----
From the bronze sacrificial vessels that were smashed and reunited, from all the museum collections, from the Sanxingdui ruins, from Jinsha Site, from Baodun, Shierqiao, Yanyuan Laolongtou----
Gathered from this land of ancient Shu, they floated to the ears of Shen Le.
At the same time, the light and shadow flickered.
A piece of clear light shot out from Bronze Mask's longitudinal eyes. It was just a hazy light mist at first, and gradually condensed into countless slender silver Silk Thread, intertwined and layered in the air.
Silk Thread gradually outlined the outline of a tall but vague human figure. Shen Le tried hard to look over, but could only see the extremely exaggerated eyes from its face covered by light. Shen Le met the exaggerated but soft gaze. In an instant, through the clear light, he saw the plains surrounded by mountains and the ancestors living in caves in the wilderness.
I saw someone accidentally discovering the insects spinning silk and cocoons on the mulberry tree, and curiously peeling them apart: I saw them growing up over the long years.
, trying to feed this little white bug again and again;
Finally, when they saw the silk being first completed, people cheered and knelt down in front of the altar, dedicating the first piece of silk that seemed to be flowing with moonlight to the leader Can Cong who taught them this skill.
"So, these vertical eyes are----"
Shen Le hesitated and spoke. A soft voice answered him, or in other words, it sounded directly in his consciousness, calm,
Ancient, with the thickness of soil and the fragrance of mulberry leaves. "To see clearly the silkworms on the mulberry leaves. To see clearly the silk in the cocoon. To see clearly."
The light of Bronze Mask swayed slightly. Women picked mulberries, children raised silkworms, and reeled and weaved silk. Finally, the caravan carried the silk and walked towards the distant mountains.
Those silks can help them live better. Standing proudly among the surrounding tribes, they are the foundation of the Can Cong Dynasty----
The bronze light dimmed little by little. Floods flooded, mulberry fields were submerged, silkworm disease was prevalent, and famine spread. The ancestors knelt in front of the altar to pray, but on the altar, the statue of Can Cong was just silent.
Finally, the new leader appeared with a slender humanoid silhouette, emerged from Bronze Standing Figure, and turned into a figure made of flowing water.
He wore a high crown on his head and held a long scepter in both hands. A phoenix bird spread its wings on the head of the staff and was about to fly - no, Shen Le saw clearly, it was not a phoenix bird, but a short, fat, black osprey -
That is Yu Fu. He taught people to build nets to fish and survive in the flood. People worshiped the osprey as a sacred bird and enshrined its leader on the altar.
The new generation demanded to abandon the past way of life, and the new tribe demanded to occupy better land. The war finally came. The old altar was torn down, and the statue of Can Cong was smashed, burned, and buried deep in the pit with other sacrificial vessels. On the new altar, the statue of Yu Fu was enshrined----
The statue's face is peaceful, its eyes are like deep pools, and the lines on its robes are in the shape of water waves.
He raised his hand with his palm upward, and sparkling light appeared in the void, reflecting the ancestors who made rafts, weaved fishing nets, and domesticated ospreys.
Osprey fished, rafts crossed the river, and the tribes lived along the water, becoming increasingly prosperous. The best fish caught were offered in front of the altar, at the feet of the statue of Yu Fu----
However, the swaying water gradually faded. The climate became dry, the river water level dropped, fishing became more and more difficult, and the prey in the mountains and forests also began to decrease.
At this time, Bronze Altar shines brightly, and the light condenses into a new image:
It was a golden figure, a human figure wearing a crown of grain ears, holding a beam of grain woven with light in his hand. He slowly
Come slowly and walk among the ancestors:
They were taught to cultivate wasteland, sow grains, and divert water for irrigation. Finally, agriculture replaced fishing and hunting and became the new basis of survival, and the new dynasty overthrew the old dynasty. The statues and sacrificial vessels representing Yu Fu were smashed, burned, and buried. The new altar was dedicated to Du Yu, and the sacrifices in front of the altar changed from caught fish to the first bunch of rice harvested that year----
The light of the altar unfolds like a painted screen, reflecting the scenes of ancestors' work: clearing land, breeding, sowing, weeding, harvesting, and storing grain;
Excavating water conservancy projects, building warehouses, and weaving calendars—the foundation of the agricultural era was laid—
Shen Le smiled and looked at the changes of the years. The Du Yu dynasty lasted for hundreds of years. The peaceful and prosperous Shu Region raised generations of people.
However, the great flood came, and the guidance left by Du Yu could not save the people. In the end, Bie Ling, who was good at water control, emerged:
They dredged the rivers, rectified the irrigation system, and finally brought a new order to Shu Region------
The statues and sacrificial vessels of Du Yu were replaced again. However, the people of Shu Region still missed their former kings and gods, and they even made up a new myth:
Whenever the cuckoo sings during the spring plowing season, Shu people will point in the direction of the singing and say, "That is the soul of our Emperor Wang----"
"Emperor Wang Spring's heart supports the cuckoo." Shen Le murmured. On Bronze Altar, the light and shadow of Du Yu turned to him and nodded slightly.
It seems to say, yes, I get it----
"You----don't you resent----"
Shen Le looked up at the swaying light and said softly. The altar was overturned, the sacrificial vessels were smashed, burned, and buried, and the sacrifices were cut off. Do you really not resent it?
"Why be resentful?"
The light and shadow of the three Ancient Shu Deities converged on Studio. The silver thread of Can Cong, the water light of Yu Fu, and the golden ears of rice of Du Yu intertwined into a magnificent halo.
The three gods stood side by side, overlooking him and the land. "We were replaced because we were unable to save our own people - someone found a new way for them to live, and they lived better. Isn't this good?"
That's enough----
These ancient gods who watch over their people and love their people can sleep peacefully without feeling resentful.
The spirituality on these bronze fragments is therefore extremely complex, but not violent. At best, it contains fierce unwillingness and deep nostalgia.
What they carry is not the resentment of the gods being abandoned, dying or sleeping, but the gods' final blessings and relief to their people. However, the people of these gods have not completely forgotten them. The people of Shu Region, they are the most passionate people and the most affectionate people;
They can mourn a person for two thousand years, or they can pass on Can Cong and Yu Fu to the Jin Dynasty by word of mouth in an era without writing, and listen to the song of the cuckoo bird and miss Du Yu----
Shen Le sighed gently. And what sounded together with his sigh was the distant roar of the dragon and the light sound of nature:
Dragon Lord, Lord Xiang, Lady Xiang, here they are together----
At this moment, dragon roars came from the distance.
Ancient Shu Deities's light and shadow turned to the window. The light in Can Cong's eyes was flowing, the water lines on Yu Fu's robes were rippling, and Du Yu held the grain in his hand and raised it slightly, as if to say hello:
Different from Shen Le, what they are approaching at this moment are existences of the same level - whether it is the essence of power or the source of power, they are equal to them:
They are also ancient gods, they have also been worshiped by people, and they have also experienced countless changes over the long years----
Moist water mist poured into Studio, condensing into the image of Dragon Lord that Shen Le is very familiar with, wearing a jade crown, wearing dark black clothes, and his eyebrows are majestic and peaceful.
Beside him, Lord Xiang and Lady Xiang emerged hand in hand, standing side by side, like swaying green bamboo and hibiscus: "Old friends----Long time no see----"
In Dragon Lord's voice, joy and sighs echoed together. Yu Fu was silent, Du Yu was silent, and Can Cong's light and shadow swayed slightly. "It's you----I remember you----you are the dragon in the lower reaches of the river----you are----"
"We are the gods of Chu." Lord Xiang and Lady Xiang nodded lightly. Beside them, a map expanded rapidly, outlining the territory of Huaxia.
The river is surging, you live at the head of the Yangtze River, and my concubine lives at the tail of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink Yangtze River water together----
"It's you. I remember you." Du Yu's light and shadow swayed faintly. "I remember----you had many----many----where are they? Where is Eastern Sovereign Taiyi? Where is Lord of the Clouds?"
"They are all dead----" Lady Xiang trembled slightly and subconsciously leaned towards his brother. Lord Xiang hugged his sister and sighed and replied, "After you fell asleep, many, many things happened - Chu Kingdom's ancestral temple was destroyed, Chu Kingdom's gods died in the battle, and only the two of us are lucky enough to survive until now----"
"Ah----"
There was a long silence between the gods. Only the cyan and blue divine light of Lord Xiang, Lady Xiang intertwined with the divine light of the three Ancient Shu Deities.
Shen Le stood aside, unable to speak at all, and had no idea what kind of communication they were having. After a long time, he saw Du Yu turning sideways and turning his eyes to him. "So----why did you wake us up?"
Shen Le's heart trembled slightly, Bronze Tripod was hot. Without thinking, he raised his hand and threw it, Copper Fragment flew out spinning, landed among several gods, and turned into Bronze Tripod.
Another shot of Bronze Tripod, the light on the tripod shines brightly, projecting the vast Huaxia earth:
On the earth, there is a barrier of unprecedented scale, Heaven-Sealing Sea-Blocking, which covers the territory of Huaxia.
The territory is extremely vast, and the spiritual nodes of the land and sea form the outline of the array. The mountains, rivers, forests, and fields are full of Qi.
And further away, Heaven-Earth Barrier extends towards the stars, towards the distant wilderness, and the Qi among them gradually becomes thinner. "Heaven-Earth Barrier expanded significantly, but the power was insufficient to cover Qi's abundant wilderness." Dragon Lord pointed at the picture projected by Bronze Tripod: "We need the gods of Huaxia to work together to promote it and work together to increase its power to the highest level.
Silence. Continue silence. Can Cong stared wordlessly, Du Yu looked up, Yu Fu raised his arms slightly, and a translucent net spread out from his palm, as if to explore the boundaries of Heaven-Earth Barrier Finally, he whispered, "We just woke up. We have promised I haven't been sacrificed for a long time. I'm afraid our strength "Shu Region people have not forgotten you!" Shen Le hastily interjected: "Huaxia people have not forgotten you! Eastern Jin's "Records of Huayang" has your names written on it:
Li Bai-China The greatest poet - wrote Can Cong and Yu Fu for you, how confused was the founding of the country";
Li Shangyin, who lived in the same dynasty as him, wrote Emperor Wang "The spring heart entrusts the cuckoo"
These verses are written in our textbooks and every child must memorize them!"
Following his voice, Lady Xiang's sleeves lifted slightly, and countless light spots flew out from the sleeves, turning into scenes of historical silhouettes:
Shang and Zhou Dynasties changes, the Qin State entered Shu, the earth collapsed and the mountains destroyed the heroes, and then the ladders and stone stacks were connected together. Shu Commandery Prefect Li Bing led people to build Dujiangyan. From then on, Shu Region became Land of Abundance;
Liu Bang fled to Shu, built plank roads openly, and built warehouses secretly, Liu Bei entered Shu, Three Kingdoms stood in power, Shu Region people have cherished and worshiped for thousands of years;
The prosperity of the Tang and Song Dynasties, the changes of the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, until the wars of modern times, Sichuan Army heroes rushed to the battlefield, buried their bones in foreign lands, and then rose to the present----
The Ancient Shu Deities people watched quietly. They saw Shu Region merged into the Central Plains territory, saw the prosperity of Jinguancheng, saw Li Bai Du Fu chanting Shu Region, and saw this area integrated into the Huaxia civilization;
I also saw those smashed and buried sacrificial vessels, which were unearthed for future generations and displayed in museums, attracting thousands of people to watch every day----
"It turns out----we are still remembered----"
The light and shadow of the three gods fluctuated slightly, seeming to be pleased, and also seeming to sigh, "It's just----it's been a long time, it's been too long----our power is not that strong----"
"But it's not weak." Shen Le took a step forward and continued to persuade, "It's easy to get power. With publicity, more people will know and pay attention. When we woke up Lord Xiang, we did the same thing----"
"Huaxia needs your strength, and it will be good for you to contribute now." Dragon Lord persuaded in a clear voice, "Although you have been sleeping for a long time, your spirituality is still between Shu Region the mountains and rivers.
If you are willing to contribute as Ancient Shu Deities when promoting Heaven-Earth Barrier, your spiritual imprint will exist in this territory for a long time."
Ancient Shu Deities's light and shadow intertwined together, communicating and discussing in their unique way. Finally, Can Cong's light and shadow turned to Shen Le, or in other words, to the green Bronze Tripod in front of him. "We are the gods of this land and the gods of the people here. They need to be protected, and we should do our best."
It's just that we have no support, no altar, and no way to start——"
"Bronze Tripod can be used as a support." Dragon Lord was confident and immediately responded, "You have also seen its personality. As long as you leave a trace of spiritual imprint on it, you can resonate at any time and come to it at any time."
The light and shadow of Ancient Shu Deities lowered their gaze and focused on Bronze Tripod. Can Cong raised his hand first, and a ray of silvery light flowed out from his fingertips and floated towards Bronze Tripod.
The light wandered around the tripod, and finally, it condensed into a vertical silkworm pattern, embedded in the belly of the tripod, and fell between the mountains and rivers representing ancient Shu on the map.
Yu Fu raised his hand, and the water light flowed, turning into a fish pattern with a long beak, and landed on the side of the silkworm pattern.
Du Yu also raised his hand, and the golden ears of grain surrounded the cuckoo and lined up next to the silkworm pattern:
In an instant, Bronze Tripod shines brightly!