Eternal Heaven----?----
Shen Le subconsciously took a step closer to Bronze Tripod, raised his palm, and leaned his fingertips against Bronze Tripod, ready to activate its power at any time.
Eternal Heaven, that is not a god like Dragon Lord, Lady Xiang, or Lord Xiang. The first two have known each other for a long time, and the latter has Dragon Lord and Lady Xiang as guarantees;
It's not just a few Ancient Shu Deities and Shen Le who have long felt their gentleness and calmness in the process of restoring cultural relics, not to mention the presence of Dragon Lord;
Eternal Heaven, that is the god of the nomadic people. For the farming people within Great Wall, it almost means plundering and killing year after year.
Is He coming now? Is His coming a disaster or a blessing for the current Huaxia and the Heaven-Earth Barrier that is about to be pushed away?
Shen Le doesn't know. He only knows that his chest is getting more and more stuffy, the pressure on his shoulders is getting heavier and heavier, and even the surroundings are completely silent. The usually lively little guys are holding their breath in his sea of consciousness----
Shen Le closed his eyes subconsciously. He concentrated his energy and pushed upwards with all his strength. Yang Spirit immediately came out of his body. For a moment, a bright light shone in the small small room. He saw, or in other words, felt the arrival of the opponent.
Different from Lord Xiang, different from Lady Xiang, different from Can Cong, Yu Fu, Du Yu.
What descended at this time was not a specific human form, or in other words, the existence that descended had no body, no voice, no weight, and no light.
However, that heavy sense of presence makes it impossible for you to ignore Him, or in other words, when He comes, all your senses will be occupied by Him:
It was as if Capital City had suddenly moved from the day-night laboratory to the incomparably vast sky. Looking around, there were rolling waves of grass everywhere, and it was impossible to see the edge at a glance;
The wind blows from all directions, bringing the smell of grass, soil, livestock and distant Fang Yu clouds.
That kind of presence is gentle and tolerant for a while, just watching you quietly, nourishing you with sunshine, breeze, rain and dew;
But for a moment, it is majestic and furious, using strong winds, blizzards, droughts, and the ground-connected Black Storm to beat you mercilessly. A little bit of weakness will take away your life without mercy----
That's----
Eternal Heaven.
If Yang Spirit had not left his body, Shen Le felt that he could no longer bear the pressure and could not face this ancient and vast existence.
But that's not necessarily the case. Maybe ordinary people's bodies are not qualified to perceive Him? After all, the professors separated by the wall didn't feel anything and were still looking around——
Eternal Heaven descended slowly. He "looked" inside Studio, as if confirming the source of calling Him, and also seemed to be communicating with the Shaman engine and sacrificial vessel that had just been repaired;
Then, Shen Le suddenly felt that His will spread outward in a way that he could not understand, thousands of miles in an instant.
No, not only did it expand in the dimension of space, that kind of will even penetrated time and saw scenes that had happened on the grassland in the past thousands of years:
The lush meadows in my memory, with the passing of the four seasons, turn yellow and become green again, and turn green and turn yellow again;
A baby is born in a yurt and gives out its first loud cry. Soon, it grows into a strong warrior, wielding a saber, fighting, prospering and dying as the sweat sweeps across the pass;
White Disaster covered the entire grassland, livestock froze to death one by one, and their owners also sank to death;
Shaman frantically rang bells and drums, praying to God, but even if they cut their faces with blood with daggers, they could not summon any protection from Eternal Heaven----
Reproduction, survival, disaster, war, and death seem to be the eternal cycle of reincarnation on the grassland.
Groups of grassland tribes came and went. When they were prosperous, they plundered, and when they fell, they fled, heading west and north, going to places beyond the reach of the powerful country in the pass:
However, as long as the power of farming cannot gain a foothold on this land, there will always be nomadic people, like the grass that sprouts every year, growing up on this vast grassland----
But finally one day, the road ran through the green fields like a silver ribbon, and motorcycles and cars replaced the galloping horses;
Solar panels were installed on the brick roof. After the yurt was moved, the solar panels were removed and wires were pulled out, illuminating the entire yurt;
Children do not have to be busy milking goats at the age of three or four, or herding sheep at the age of five or six. They can sit in bright classrooms and study like Han children in Guanhai;
The weather is about to change, and the shepherd's cell phone rings first, sending a warning from the weather station. If the livestock is sick, he can call the veterinary station for help;
The unprecedented White Disaster is coming. When the grassland is covered with heavy snow, there will be helicopters roaring to drop supplies, and forklifts struggling to clear the road;
And further and further away, the already barren desert was locked on the edge by huge grass squares, and the green pushed inward step by step, finally squeezing the huge desert until only a small piece remained——
A strange fluctuation came from that vast will. It seemed like helplessness, like disappointment, but also like relief:
The people need Him less and less and call Him less and less. No wonder He falls into deeper and deeper slumber;
However, at the same time, the people are living well, better than ever before. They are no longer fragile and no longer crawling under the harsh nature——
But then, that will turned into confusion. He repeatedly walked back and forth on both sides of a winding line that Shen Le was very familiar with:
[Why----]
He came and went in confusion. Shen Le followed his line of sight and was speechless for a moment:
South of this line, the water and grass are luxuriant and full of vitality. In addition to herdsmen and their cattle, sheep and horses, there are also a large number of wild animals running around;
To the north of the line, the once equally vast pastures are now turning dazzling yellow and gray. The soil has become desertified and alkaline, as if it has experienced continuous extraction and was abandoned without mercy.
However, on this grassland, there are still herdsmen grazing with difficulty, using the already barren grassland to try to feed their families----
Why?
The same sky, the same wind, the same descendants of the grassland.
Why are the fates on both sides of this line so different?
This confusion was so clear that it caused the clouds outside Studio to make thrilling waves.
Thick clouds curled and swirled, and lightning struck down one after another, leaving bright scars in the dark sky.
Not far away, the sirens buzzed heart-piercingly:
Obviously, the fluctuations in extraordinary power have become too strong to be ignored----
Ancient Residence was shocked, and quickly opened another long window. No, on the wall of Studio, another scene outside the building appeared.
Throughout the experimental building, students from various majors were evacuating quickly, nervously and orderly:
Another group of people carried instruments and equipment on their backs and walked backwards. People from the Special Affairs Bureau had already rushed in in large numbers, stopped far away, and quickly set up defenses. They set up cordons layer by layer outside the building and outside the laboratory:
The specially-made detector flickers with low light, and the numbers, waveforms, and polylines keep beating, showing the changes in the extraordinary power at the scene;
A car with a red flag flying on the front drove straight in and made an emergency stop outside the building. Shen Le had seen a senior official from Capital City Special Affairs Bureau jump out of the car and stood up and looked up:
Experience tells them that when facing high-level existences, it is best to remain cautious and respectful. Human beings recognize official positions in the world, but great demons may not recognize them. Spirits?
Haha----
Just because the officials couldn't come in didn't mean that other beings couldn't come in. Soon, a strong wind blew in, carrying a huge amount of water vapor from the south.
It blew from afar and gathered in front of the laboratory building.
Soon, a sparkling figure appeared in Studio, standing side by side with Yang Spirit in Shen Le:
[Eternal Heaven?]
[I am.----You are----]
Eternal Heaven's thoughts wavered slightly, conveying fluctuations that only extraordinary people, or in other words, only high-level extraordinary people could understand.
The sparkling figure bowed her hands:
[I am Lord Pengze. Long time no see.]
[Long time----no see----]
The vast and lofty thoughts hovered for a long time, and finally slowly descended, as if they had found relevant information about Dragon Lord in their memory.
They are both beings from ancient times. Even if they have different natures of power and are stationed in different regions, they still have similar personalities and can talk to each other as equals:
[Are you----still there----]
[Yes, I am still here. I have watched this land for many, many years.] Dragon Lord nodded calmly to the other party, Divine Sense showed
Open, delivering large sections of complex information:
The succession of history, the changes of the times, the fluctuations of Heaven-Earth Barrier, and the identity of Shen Le, the goal to be achieved by repairing the sacrificial vessel and awakening Eternal Heaven----
Eternal Heaven "listened" silently, or in other words, this huge amount of information was analyzed, understood, and
Accept.
However, His mind was still focused on the puzzling differences on both sides of the dividing line:
[Guard ---- I see ---- south of the line, the people will be safe, and the pastures will be green again ---- north of the line?]
More doubts were not expressed verbally, but were pushed over through thoughts. Shen Le understood that He was actually asking:
Isn't that your territory?
Since it's included by Heaven-Earth Barrier, isn't it your territory?
You----why don't you care? Why don't you take care of the same people and protect them?
Shen Le tried hard to calm down, and followed Dragon Lord's method of packaging complex thoughts, information and even memories into a package and conveying it directly. "The line you see, south of the line is Huaxia's land, our home. Our country will protect all people and allow them to live a good life, with food to eat, education, and treatment for illnesses."
However, north of the line is the land of other countries. We cannot interfere, we can only respect----"
[Why can't they----weak---- rule?]
It's nerve-wracking. Do you still want me to tell the ancient gods Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence and the current political and economic relations again?
Shen Le sighed in despair. Fortunately, Dragon Lord had already picked up at this time:
[There are rules in the world. Now, the rules in the world are different from those in ancient times. Even the strong cannot do whatever they want.
However, if Heaven-Earth Barrier can be promoted and the abundance of Qi can be reduced, Qi will also nourish the vitality of the grassland, making it easier for it to return to prosperity. Sir, may you----]
The vast will was silent and weighing. Gradually, a group of light and shadow descended like a dome and landed above Bronze Tripod.
And Bronze Tripod also showed no sign of weakness in declaring its existence. The vast light and shadow that could cover the entire northern grassland suddenly shrank when it fell into the range of Bronze Tripod, illuminating only a small area in the north of the map.
Then, Bronze Tripod reflected a ray of light, showing in front of Eternal Heaven the majestic will of hundreds of millions of people in that vast territory to protect their homeland----
A long silence. Endless information is intertwined, flowing through thousands of years and thousands of miles of territory.
Finally, the vast will restrained its doubts and dignity, and conveyed a clear and gentle idea:
[Good.]
[The people are happy and the grasslands are lush----]
[My power----can help----]
As the thought fell, a wisp of green brilliance seemed to condense the vitality of the endless sky and grassland, injecting it into the Shaman crown uniform that still stood on its own, and the bone staff that kept humming.
The crown and uniform shimmered slightly, and the golden eagle on the top of the crown bowed its head and looked down, interacting with the souls of many beasts, and creating a wisp of vast and vast natural aura.
This aura traced its way up the bone staff and continued to grow. Finally, a ray of clear light shot out from the golden eagle on the head of the staff and crashed into Bronze Tripod:
On the tripod map, outside Great Wall, on both sides of the Yin Mountains, in the stretching grassland area, there is a mark in the shape of a raptor.
Shen Le touched it slightly with his mind, feeling that this mark would flap its wings and fly up at any time, bringing the world's information to Eternal Heaven. Even this mark complemented and was faintly connected with the marks left by Can Cong, Yu Fu, and Du Yu.
And there is even a solid and broad spiritual context between these marks, which are connected with each other, adding an extra layer to Bronze Tripod
Spirituality----
The vast will that enveloped the world, just like when He came, began to retreat quietly, blending into the boundless area that ordinary people cannot understand.
Before He left completely, a peaceful and majestic thought echoed in Shen Le's heart, in Studio, and even around the entire experimental building:
[Watch this appointment----]
[Protect my people----]
[Bless this grassland----]
The dense clouds dispersed at some point, the electric light flickering in the clouds disappeared, and the shadow of Dragon Lord quietly disappeared along with the abundant water vapor.
Shen Le stood in front of the workbench in a daze, looking at the Shaman crown suit and bone staff that had fallen limp and paved by his rescue, looking at the green marks flowing on Bronze Tripod, and took a long breath:
Oops, it's fixed----it's done----
"Mr. Shen? Consultant Shen? Shen Le?"
Someone knocked on the door outside. The person in charge of the Special Affairs Bureau ran in sweating profusely and almost bumped into Bronze Tripod: "What happened just now? What a big noise! Is this Bronze Tripod?!"
"Eternal Heaven is done, the north is done." Shen Le's voice was weak and his whole body was weak. Only his eyes were exceptionally bright. "I hope the sacrificial vessels of other gods will come out soon, and then we can promote Heaven-Earth Barrier!"