Chapter 379 The Fate of the Past, the Law of the Coming Time

It's almost like a dream...

he thought.

But even if it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up.

This is a sacrificial ceremony for the gods. The vast starlight fell, and the girls of the Yuren clan danced their wings and rose to the sky. The edges of the white wings were stained with the afterglow of the stars, as if the stars fell into the world. Watching this scene quietly, surrounded by friends and people singing and dancing.

The wine in my hand seems to never run out.

It's beautiful.

The man thought to himself.

I just don’t know why, from the very beginning, there seemed to be some noisy voices in his ears, he frowned, but he didn’t take it to heart, he laughed and drank with his friends next to him, and was about to raise his neck to drink , There was a sudden blur in front of my eyes, as if something had smashed down.

Seems to be……

an axe?

A little familiar.

Well, it seems to be Xing Tian's, it seems that Xing Tian threw the ax over.

Just an ax...

The man thought casually, such a beautiful and soothing atmosphere, the laughter and fine wine made him feel slightly drunk, and the beautiful girl in his arms, smiling affectionately, was more intoxicating than fine wine, he looked up Drinking alcohol, under drunkenness, she was going to kiss the goddess of the feather tribe alone, and then her face became stiff.

Um? ! !

wait...who?

Xing Tian's ax? ! !

There seemed to be something broken in the ear, and then there was a special wave of mana, just like a thousand kui oxen tap-dancing with that foot in front of my ear, and then they all shook the sky with a voice that could travel thousands of miles Shouting loudly:

"Zhu Rong!!!"

Wake up! ! !

Zhu Rongshen, who had been sleeping soundly for thousands of years, only felt his brain buzzing.

The beautiful dream was shattered with a click.

The goddess in his arms disappeared immediately.

……………………

Xing Tian's battle ax fell down.

Surrounded by the thousand-year-old wind, Wei Yuan forcibly stabilized himself and was not thrown away.

Outside Zhu Rong's sacrificial place, there is the power that he naturally exudes. It is a power that is one of the four poles of the sky. Wei Yuan himself cannot break through such a high-level power, but Xing Tian is different. As the god of war, Xing Tian does not have Authority and power.

Only power.

A muscular body, a battle axe, an old punishment from mountains and seas, who specializes in all kinds of bells and whistles.

With a crackling sound, the outer defense was directly shattered.

But Xing Tian's ax also lost most of its power.

Zhu Rong opened his eyes suddenly.

relieved.

It turned out to be a dream...

I said, how could Xing Tian...

Before the thoughts in my mind fell, I watched the huge ax head smashing down desperately.

I don't know what kind of hatred or resentment.

Um? ? !

Zhu Rong's face froze, he raised his hand and crossed his hands, and caught the majestic battle ax dangerously. The huge power overflowed, causing the entire temple to shake, and then collapsed directly, shattered from the middle, and the house directly After being dismantled, the part of the tomahawk that Zhu Rong touched with his hands emitted bursts of bluish-white smoke, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Vulcan is good at power and is the four poles of the sky.

However, the battle of hand-to-hand soldiers is not as good as the two war gods and masters.

Co-workers?

The god who hit the sky pillar directly with the iron ground is simply a rebellion among the traditional gods.

Just after waking up, he hit his head with an axe. No matter what, Zhu Rong threw the battle ax on the ground. I don’t know what method he used. The battle ax instantly became huge and heavy. Zhu Rong, who had been sleeping for too long, He sat up slowly, his face was not the animal face of the age of gods, but a normal heroic man.

His eyes swept across, and he saw Wei Yuan whose fingers were dripping with blood.

As a god at the level of the four poles, Zhu Rong quickly recognized the true spirit he had come into contact with.

"It's you……"

Wei Yuan cupped his hands and saluted, and said calmly: "Xuanyuanqiu, Wei Yuan, a human race of the Yanhuang lineage."

"It's a last resort, I can only use this method to wake up Zhu Rongshen."

"wake……"

Thinking of the long dream, Zhu Rong was in a daze. His eyes scanned the murals of the temple, and he saw the army lying on the ground outside because of the collision of the breaths of the two gods. After all, they were gods. No matter what happened, there was no anger on his face.

Get up slowly.

The vitality behind it is vast, and it has turned into the true nature of the gods.

Towering into the clouds, riding on two dragons.

So after three breaths, all the people in the capital bowed down, even those cronies of Lord Feather Lord Gao Yang did the same. It took them more than a thousand years to win over these warriors, and it was only a short time for Zhu Rong to let them return For a short moment, until the end, everyone shouted Zhu Rong's name.

Unlike Shenzhou, the Kingdom of Yu was originally a country that was born by attaching to Zhu Rong.

It's at the root of their culture.

In the initial era, in the area recorded by the Shan Hai Jing, there are mostly mountain gods and monsters in the Shan Hai Jing, but there are no gods around the Hai Jing, but the major kingdoms. Most of the original beasts were expelled and suppressed by the gods of the four extremes. The four kingdoms are arranged around the sea and the Central Plains, and the core area of ​​the Central Plains is Kunlun.

After that, the middle earth disappeared, and the mountains and seas were split.

Now the world where the overseas countries are located is surrounded by the land of the four directions, the sea and the Kunlun Xu.

For Yu Minguo and other countries, Zhu Rong himself is both a god and the lord of the country, and the later Feather Lord is just the first sacrifice to the god of fire. In the era when Zhu Rong let them guide the people, he did not expect that he would be designed, Almost lost his strength in deep sleep.

The appearance of Zhu Rong re-broken the constructed lies in an extremely powerful way, and he did not deal with the matter of Feather Master afterwards. Looking at Wei Yuan, he said: "Feather people can grow up and get rid of gods, and have a heart of self-independence. Good thing, but by stealing my power and becoming me again, what growth is there?"

His voice paused, and he asked, "There were four people who came last time, are you the only one left now?"

Wei Yuan replied, "Nvjiao is still there."

It means that King Yu and Qi are both gone.

King Yu.

Zhu Rong touched the socket of his left eye subconsciously, and said, "Yu, Si Wenming, this name is really a mistake, but other than that, the ceremony was pretty good..."

"Before, during the ceremony, I remember that you also made a piece of pottery."

Wei Yuan recalled Nvjiao's mentally retarded eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Well... yes, there is such a thing."

Zhu Rong said with emotion: "When I saw you, I realized the passage of time."

"However, everything in the past seems to be just a dream before, and it is still clear."

No, remove the as if.

For you, it's really just a big dream.

Wei Yuan didn't have the nerve to say that the aura of the surrounding temple was rebuilt, and the rest of the people couldn't get close, but with a flick of Zhu Rong's hand, a pottery flew out of the temple and landed beside Wei Yuan and him. It was the style of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors era, but Under the roughness, Yuren's light temperament was clearly revealed.

The material of Yu Minguo is different from Tushanbu and Xuanyuanqiu.

So the resulting pottery also has a different texture.

Wei Yuan gently rubbed his fingers over this thing that he had created.

Feeling a little bit of familiar energy, he took advantage of the opportunity to display the supernatural power he had learned at the beginning, and the past experience of this artifact flashed before his eyes-it was sacrificed and revered, and even was honored as an artifact of Zhurong God. He stayed in the most central position during the sacrifices one after another.

Also because of the above records, the Dance of the Yuren Kingdom in the Age of Gods was restored.

The stars are falling like rain.

The images before Wei Yuan's eyes flashed one after another, as if he had seen thousands of years in an instant.

Finally, he saw the sacrifice where this pottery was created. At that time, although he himself was complained by the girl, he was still dragged away to participate in the grand ceremony of the country under the command of the southern fire god Zhu Rong, Yu Minguo, Zhou Raoguo, Sanmiao The country, the country of Hungary, and the people of all the lands recorded in the Overseas South Classics have come to participate.

They wear masks decorated with raging flames on their faces, singing and dancing, which means ignoring their own race. Today, they are all the people of Vulcan Zhu Rong, who can have fun with other races. Yuan and Nvjiao also wear masks, but the female Jiao was worried about Yu, so she went back early, and finally told him to go around as she wanted before leaving.

But remember not to provoke those other races.

But don't be afraid of being hunted down, go back and find them.

As for the piece of pottery, it was just randomly placed on a booth for display.

The Zhurong Festival was very lively, and goods from various countries were also available. Even Tu Shan’s goods were seen. Finally, Yuan saw a feather decoration that was very traditional in the Republic of China. He bent down and looked at it with interest. Behind him, a woman with lofty temperament walked by leading a little girl who was also wearing a mask.

Yuan subconsciously raised his head, and a businessman from the Sanmiao Kingdom carrying goods walked by shouting loudly.

He turned his head to look at Yu Minguo's stall owner.

"How many stone coins does this feather decorate? Ten Xuanyuanqiu stone coins, is that all right?"

A young craftsman from the Tushan Department picked up the materials and asked with great interest:

"The pattern of feathers can be used in pottery as decoration."

Behind him, the little girl wearing three stacks of white clothes and white skirts looked back, stretched out her finger and touched the pottery, her voice was soft and quiet.

"With jade, can I exchange this pottery?"

"The texture is beautiful."

"This won't work..." The girl who was entrusted to look after the pottery said regretfully:

"It was made by a guest from the Central Plains, and it has been decided by the priest to keep it."

"You're joking." The feather stall owner shook his head again and again: "This is the most beautiful feather of the goshawk, you can get some stone coins anywhere, even Xuanyuanqiu's stone coins are not good, you have to add more. "

The woman next to the little girl bent down slightly, and said: "If you want, little sister, you can choose some other ones. There are still a lot of jade and pottery here." The girl from Yumin Kingdom also recommended some with apology. The little girl wearing a mask never took a fancy to the other jade items, and finally shook her head and said:

"That's no need, Sister Xuannv, let's go."

Xuannv said helplessly, "That's fine."

"What else do you like, let's see."

"Um."

Xuannv dragged the last and unnamed celestial girl in Kunlun Mountains into the bright lights, and behind them, the young man who was finally satisfied with the feather of the beast stood up and patted the dust on the hem of his clothes.

In the world of mountains and seas, all kinds of people are in harmony, but humans and gods pass by each other without realizing it, and blend into the sea of ​​people.

This is just an ordinary day in the memory of the past.

But it was also engraved on pottery.

The relationship between you and me has already begun in the past.

The picture in front of Wei Yuan dissipated, and Zhu Rongshen looked at him: "What do you seem to see?"

Wei Yuan nodded, and suddenly felt the desire to return to the human world immediately, looked at Zhu Rong, and said:

"God Zhu Rong, can you give me this pottery?"

"I can make you a new one."

……………………

And this time.

Xing Tianshen found that his ax had been buckled.

Can't fly back at all.

Xing Tian fell silent, and the logic that lost his brain began to function——

You challenge me.

And then just handed me the ax? ! !

Xuanyuan is not so crazy!

If I don't come to you today, you won't know how the title of God of War came about!

After the silence, Xing Tian picked up his shield and ran for dozens of miles in one breath, but felt that something was missing from his right hand.

Xing Tian pondered.

Turn around and run back to Changyang Mountain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he picked up the huge pottery jar half filled with salt.

Twist.

He ran out of Changyang Mountain with big strides.

PS: The first update today...