Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 285 The Eye Between the Brows
A steady stream of memories came out of the mind of the person in front of him. Lin Feng looked solemn and felt the uneasiness in the person in front of him.

He was right, he was indeed given to Lin Feng as a gift.

The gift that Xun Yanyu gave Lin Feng was the memory of the person called "Bird" in front of him.

He also understood the meaning of the game.

He needs to anchor a piece of history.

A history that must be successful. The last time he anchored in the deep mountains of western Hunan, the final history of Shengxianzhai, the Shengxianzhai that was suppressed by countless manpower and material resources, came to an end under his eyes.

became an established fact.

This time, the game probably wants him to anchor the last history of Chengtian Temple.

Send Chengtian Temple into the dust of history.

It is also a "final conclusion".

Teacher Xun left him a big gift bag, and it was still aimed at Chengtian Temple, which was actually a matter of Xixia Kingdom.

Xun Yanyu, Xie's family, and this mysterious "bird" are all looking for "Chengtian Temple".

The Mengyuan Dynasty destroyed the Xixia Dynasty, and the destruction was very thorough. Although the Xixia Kingdom respected the three religions, they also disappeared into the yellow sand under the attack of soldiers.

In the battle on the frozen Yellow River, craftsmen were taken away, books were burned, and a large number of people were incorporated into the Mongolian Dynasty at that time.

Regarding the history of Xixia, for a long period of time, it was all vague and illusory.

Xixia does exist, but many written materials have disappeared into the dust of history.

Later, a group of adventurers entered the northwest and brought out some materials that had been sunk in the wind and sand.

Xixia civilization has fallen into the eyes of people.

Also present, are buried residues.

They have been dug out from history, even with mud and soil, and now people continue to bury them back.

It was not Lin Feng who first wanted to investigate this matter, but Xun Yanyu and the Xie family. Among the three branches of the eight beams, only the Xie family had survived until now, and there were a large number of them.

Teacher Xun found the Xie family, and without much persuasion, the Xie family followed him to find the Xixia ruins.

Or "bird" memory.

"What we are looking for is the Hell Transformation located outside the cave.

According to the records in those books, didn't Li Yuanhao sink many nobles who opposed him in the Yellow River?

Some people said that it was a kind of sacrifice to the existence of the Yellow River, but it was not Hebo. Li Yuanhao didn't believe in Hebo. He believed in the primitive religion of his own tribe, and he also respected the three later religions.

But whether it is for the need to maintain the rule, I don't know. "

It was still a time when the sky was full of yellow sand, and a few people were squatting on the side. The "young man" took off his human skin mask, revealing a rather ordinary face.

This public face is so ordinary that he wears ordinary clothes and will be regarded as a picker in the supermarket.

If you take a look today, you will be "hey, who are you" when you meet tomorrow.

He is wearing a T-shirt.

It should be a little cold in this weather.

But he didn't seem to notice.

The rest of the people looked at the "bird" on his arm, it was a "Suzaku", and they were very afraid. This "Suzaku" was full of flames all over its body, which was extremely vivid.

More important is his attitude.

There was a hint of arrogance in his attitude.

The Xie family are not fools, they can all sense the arrogance of this "bird", so they don't want to talk to this "bird".

"Bird" sat with Teacher Xun.

Looking at those people who were working, for some reason, "Bird" felt a little uneasy.

Teacher Xun is still smoking over there.

He is like an endless chimney.

There is always fog around.

Even "Bird" couldn't tell what the archaeologist was doing. He sat next to Teacher Xun, and Teacher Xun said casually, "We're about to find the Jingbianhua Cave of Hell Transformation. If you find it, you Did you just find the last piece of the puzzle?
Are you about to complete the ancient ceremony of Xixia?
A chance to head towards the ancient gods?
Among the three branches of the eight beams, only three are the most mysterious. I heard that most of the eight beams are people who have benefited from the dynasty for various reasons.

The ancestors of some of them are even famous in history.

Even so, many of them died, but for the three of you, to be honest, even if the Xie family married the snake, the Xie family doesn't know much about the snake family.

All three of you have some craftsmanship.

I have been to the ancestral hall of the Xie family, and I have seen the treasures of the Xie family. The snakes were there, and they left behind the secret scriptures of the Wudou Mijiao and the later Han Dynasty Corpse Jiexian. At the same time, I also saw some classics that should not exist.

The status of the snake used to be very high, and it may even be a branch of Taoism in a certain era.

So snakes are like this, birds and squares are more likely.

Fang Xiang, the god who exorcises the plague, according to the theory, should be a Nuo opera, a wizard, and an ancient witch and ghost.

What are you birds?The things you three are looking for are different from the eight beams. The eight beams are for desire. What are you looking for?
Like me, for scientific research? "

"Bird"'s expression didn't change: "Xun Yanyu, what do you mean?"

Teacher Xun smiled ambiguously: "What do I mean.

I'm just curious, wondering what's going on with you guys.

Since you don't want to bring this up, shall we put it another way?
Well, do you know what freedom is? "

He suddenly turned his head and stared at the "bird", without blinking.

His eyes were like knives.

Straight to the heart.

Even "Bird" looked extremely unnatural at the moment.

He forgot the subject he wanted to say, repeating: "What is real freedom?"

Teacher Xun said, "Well, yes, what is real freedom?
You don't know either?
I don't know what real freedom is, but I know that if people want to be free, they must have the right to say no. If people sit on the table and don't even have the right to say 'no', what's the point?

So, don't think about things, you have to fight for what you want. Only when you are so strong that your fists are bigger than anyone else, can you sit at the table and talk with others.

Even if we are a little selfish, I want freedom, and I don't care about other people's freedom, so I must have the right to make others not free.

You have the right to choose everything in one thought, are you right?Ah Feng. "

He passed the memory of "Bird" and talked to Lin Feng across time.

When Lin Feng heard this, he felt an electric shock on his back, and a chill ran from his back to the back of his head.

The hair stood on end.

Teacher Xun made several gestures inexplicably.

The first gesture is a swipe down from the center of his eyebrows, which means to open his eyes.

The second gesture means that the two hands are opened, and the fire is flying upwards.

The third is to cover the whole body with mud.

"Remember my words, you and I are like a firewood, I am about to burn out, I hope you can continue to burn forever."

His words really had no beginning and no end. As an audience, "Bird" jumped up in shock, and he quickly backed away from Xun Yanyu.

Teacher Xun sat there without moving.

He slowly said as if teaching a student: "What are you afraid of? I am not your opponent, and there is one last piece of news.

The Jin family in the Northwest disappeared silently into history.

Not everything will disappear, pottery, bronzes, sacrificial vessels can leave the shadow of time.

Make an effort to explore.

Such things as Chengtian Guan should not appear in the world. In fact, I have known these things since the first phase of the ruins of the ancient city of Central Plains.

Some things have to be done by someone. If I do it well, maybe you won't use it.

Now it seems that what I did was not good, or not good enough. "

"Bird" couldn't stand Teacher Xun's nagging anymore, he did it, and Teacher Xun was unscathed.

There was a violent shaking.

The memory was broken, "Bird" roared angrily, Lin Feng took back the snare, because "Ming Concubine" also appeared beside him, this "Yama Dejia" reappeared by Lin Feng's side like mitosis, he Smelling the smell of Lin Feng carefully, Lin Feng touched "Concubine Ming" calmly and used the painted skin.

Painted skin worked.

In an instant, "Concubine Ming" lost her target, and then rushed towards the outside. Because of the violent action of "Bird", his blood flowed even more, and the blood penetrated into the "Yama Dejia" behind, The whole "Yama Dega" began to be revived.

The means of some monks in the Western Regions, the last insurance, came in handy at this time.

Among the voices of "Carrara".

The stone skin of "Yam Dejia" fell off quickly, revealing the "flesh and blood" inside.

"Bird" looked at Lin Feng resentfully.

Yan Moderga opened his big hand and grabbed the "bird".

"The road ahead has been broken, and the road behind has collapsed. You have no choice!"

"Bird" said with the last of his strength, Lin Feng didn't know what happened after they went to the tomb, but he saw, in front of him, a "big living person" was skinned and dismantled by "Yan Mo Dejia", and he made a magic weapon on the spot .

Even the internal organs were not spared, from which the "Ming Concubine" was born.

"Bird", every part is not wasted.

"Yan Mo Dejia" who got the magic weapon walked out of the grotto, ignoring Lin Feng who had the same taste as "Ming Concubine".

Xun Yanyu calculated everything.

Lin Feng stood still.

In the cave of Hell Transformation, this "Yama Dega" is the thing that suppresses demons.

It can be seen that the Xixia Kingdom does not believe in the "Hell Change" and the variant of the "Chengtian View" without reason.

The Lord of Xixia used Chengtian Temple while using monk Taoism to contain it.

In the end, I don't know if it was a natural disaster, or the Lord of Xixia also found that Chengtian Temple was out of control and chose another path.

Sealed it underground.

After "Bird" completed his mission in the first stage.

Also completed the second phase of the mission.

Become a sacrifice, turn into a magic weapon.

While the blood was splattering, "Yan Mo Dejia" finally fulfilled his obligation. Lin Feng asked his elder brother to take them out. "Yan Mo Dejia" covered the bloody human skin on the coffin, carried it, and disappeared not see.

In addition to the blood along the way, there are boxes and murals, as well as corpses and stone figures.

Lin Feng asked the Nuo opera master to bring all of these back to the cave. In the cave, he burned it up to make a sacrificial fire, and under the light of the flame, he opened the box.

No wind, rain, or thunder.

Inside is an eye.

Lin Feng stared at this eye, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like the eye of the stone man behind him.

It was as if the stone man's eyes had been snapped off and placed in the box.

He turned his head, grabbed the stone man, and observed the stone man carefully.

"Venue, direction, essence, is this the method of cultivation? Is this stone man the method of cultivation?"

Just when Lin Feng was observing him carefully.

Sudden meal.

He stood up and looked into the stone man's eyes.

"You're looking at me."

He was very sure just now that the stone man's eyes were clearly looking forward, but now his eyes are aiming down.

Just now Lin Feng was squatting.

"Are you alive?"

Lin Feng asked softly, but the stone man naturally wouldn't answer, and Lin Feng's snare got through.

The stone man didn't respond.

The stone man didn't respond.

He took out his eyes, he took a look, and finally didn't try to analyze this thing.

It will put this thing back in the box.

then.

The eyes suddenly disappeared.

When it reappeared, the darkness under Lin Feng's feet was surging like a tide.

The ground is dark, except for the box that can't get in, the rest of the stone figures and eyes can be placed in the ground stick method.

The essence in Lin Feng's body quickly disappeared, and then, in the darkness under his feet, countless pairs of eyes grew.

What is reproduction!
This eye is called reproduction,

The poor demon-binding rope was taken back just now, and was lying between the eyebrows, but was squeezed out in an instant.

Belonging to the worship of the eye.

Lin Feng knew very well that the worship of eyes has existed since ancient times.

Eyes are also a kind of power.

Stronger than others, faster than others, brighter eyes, brighter ears than others, and even high position and weight, these are all things engraved in genes.

No one can refuse these.

If people want to reproduce and survive, they will choose. The genes suitable for survival are deeply engraved into the human body, and they will no longer affect people's judgment all the time.

In the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

There is a single-eyed race, the one-eyed country is in the east, the one-eyed people live facing each other, and the other has siblings.

Lin Feng suspected that this eye had something to do with the records in the Book of Mountains and Seas, but now, these are not important anymore.

Because this eye, like a parasitic beast, penetrated into the body.

The center of the eyebrows can be called the Palace of Fate, or the center of the eyebrows. In some meditation sects, this is also the place to communicate with the universe. In mysticism, the center of the eyebrows is a very important place. Some people call it the dantian.

At this moment, the eyes penetrated into Lin Feng's body.

It's not an intelligent being, but it's a living being.

On Lin Feng, it smelled a familiar scent.

The smell of pranayama.

Lin Feng never thought that Guanqi Fayan might not be the name of a supernatural power, but it was the name of the eyes of a group of people at first.

The Dharma Eye of Observing Qi is the eyes of a person who observes Qi.

Xun Yanyu left this treasure to Lin Feng.

Even Teacher Xie didn't expect this scene.

He curled up inside the guest house, carefully opened the curtain, and glanced outside.

In the darkness, something is moving.

Not far away, he heard the sound of brakes, but no one came down.

Didn't see anything either, but the sound was there.

Mr. Xie is familiar with this situation.

This is a misalignment.

A natural phenomenon, usually when such a situation occurs, it means that something is approaching.

What attracted it?
Teacher Xie thought it was not him.

If it was him, he should be able to see the situation clearly, he would be taken away by those things.

Since it is not his words.

It was the little girls from yesterday.

Or is it the middle-aged man from tomorrow?

In room 202, which is the room he was in, he heard someone on the phone, vaguely, it should be the voice of a middle-aged man, and he was calling his teacher.

The socket in the room is also ringing.

Someone should be charging.

He was sitting on the side, turned on the light and was drawing. He was indifferent to the noises in the room. It was nothing important. Hearing these sounds already showed that the "phenomenon" was serious.

If the "phenomenon" is a little more serious.

The time is messed up, everyone is not going to have a good time.

"I knew that morality is not worthy, my moral cultivation is still not enough, and I can't enjoy the benefits of cultivation, but it's okay."

Great desire of man.

There is no way.

Teacher Qie knows that he is not a saint, he is not interested in fame and fortune, nor is he interested in men and women.

He knows exactly what he wants.

The most difficult thing for a person to heal is childhood, he just wants to prove himself to his father.

Even though his father has been dead for many years, he still wants to prove to his father that he is not a waste.

"A little bit."

Teacher Qie said nonchalantly.

He knew the consequences of abusing his ability like this.

The power of the kiln factory has never been used unscrupulously.

If you use too much power of the kiln, you have to work for the kiln. If there is still a transition, there will be a result of disappearing.

Although he drew an evil ghost.

But in fact, he never knew what would happen after he abused his ability, he only saw the news.

As far as he knows, there are many kinds of news.

Time, space, or disappearance in a conceptual sense.

He heard strange noises coming from outside the guest house. He looked over again and saw a large, highly decayed face appearing in front of the window.

That big face was almost six meters high and six meters wide.

Teacher Qie was not afraid.

Because that face is tomorrow's face, that is to say, that face is actually looking for the man who will come to Room 202 tomorrow.

He let out a long breath.

He heard the door open, the middle-aged man walked in, and the sound of the phone again.

There are countless "slices" in this room.

Almost like a kiln.

He is still drawing, but this time, he is drawing a man.

Lin Feng.

In his pictures, there are countless horrible pictures, the man is dying in countless ways.

Afterwards, he will draw another man, and this man can walk longer if he walks down this road.

This is a gift.

He also has no way to force this young man to do these things.

He can only gamble.

"Gamble on the goodness of human nature."

Teacher Qie smiled bitterly.

He knew that to ask someone to do something was to give a gift, and this was one of the few gifts he could give to others.

But now the problem is.

He heard someone knocking on the door, and this time, the knocking time was now.

Yin Qi seeped in from under the door frame, and his name came from outside the door.

"Qi Yi".

"We're here to find you."

Da Da Da sound.

Hearing this sound, Teacher Xie thought of countless pairs of feet, like a centipede, going from here to there, walking around here and there.

Teacher Xie took a deep breath, glanced at his painting, and knew how to change it. Who knew that at this moment, the "middle-aged man" appeared, and came from "yesterday" to "today".

This is what "Teacher Qie" did not expect.

Professor Han appeared here. He heard the noise here and "wanted" to see what the neighbors were doing. Who knew that he had just come here and saw this scene.

Teacher Xie took another look at his painting.

Make sure that the "future" I see does not have this "middle-aged man".

Teacher Qie was dumbfounded.

He never thought that his "future" would be destroyed one after another.

Professor Han is the same.

Professor Han looked at the "Taoist priests" outside, and grabbed the pillow at hand. He had seen these "Taoist priests" more than once, these people, etc...

When had he seen these people?

The pain was like a tide, burying his memory.

When did he go there, when did he come here, all disappeared.

Looking up from the ground, Professor Han's eyes were blank.

……

The majestic and tall holy mountain.

The eyes of the Qi Guan fell into Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng finally "remembered" the scene he saw through the psychic potion.

Thick black smoke was burning from the firepit.

A large number of sacrifices were burned by the priests of the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty, who worshiped the yak god, and those who worshiped the yak Gabala burned the highland barley to ashes and poured milk into the burning sacrificial pit.

Some people threw some chopped green grass into the fire pit. As the protector of the Kabala sect, after others had done this, he jumped into the still smoking fire pit. He mixed these with milk, highland barley " Ashes", kneaded into the shape of glutinous rice cakes, and spread them to the people present to eat.

A priest with a huge yak head inlaid with various precious stones, holding a staff made of yak bones and wearing a wide animal skin robe, stood aside and witnessed the process of the sacrifice.

Lin Feng always felt that the protector standing next to the yak head looked very familiar. He was sure now that it was the protector he had seen in Nanyang Shengxie. His teacher died in the chaos of suppressing evil land , he later became a protector.

There is a Dharma drum next to this protector.

He kept beating the Dharma drum. This kind of "ciba" was not easy to swallow, but these Yak Gabala people stood aside and looked at it indifferently. Even if someone choked, they would not do anything.

It wasn't until some children made a change that someone took these children out. They picked up the jars made of bad soil, crushed all the ashes of cow skulls and human bones, and fed the existence in the jars.

Then put the jar upside down on the heads of those children who showed abnormalities!
(End of this chapter)