Chronicles of Heaven

Wei Du, above the sky, the Jiuzhong Yuntai is like a flower petal.

A **** bell tower emerges in the gimbal.

Dawei celebrities are romantic, pay attention to elegant, elegant, architectural, costume and other colors, like to use blue, white, gray and other light colors, blood color is considered by the great Wei people to be unlucky, colliding color, only used in the military most urgent In the letter of the letter.

The entire Weidu, and only the bell tower built at the time of the founding of the country, used a little blood.

The bell tower shook slightly, and a low-pitched bell rang out, turning into an invisible embarrassment, and swept the entire Wei Wei territory.

On the southwest side of the Great Wei, far above the grassland, a large group of sheep is like a group of white clouds, running on the green grassland. A beautiful girl in a Chinese costume, riding on a horse, waving a whip and driving the flock.

A large group of burly men rode on horses, screaming loudly, waving a set of horses, and chasing a group of wild horses that did not know where to come from in the distance.

The big men laughed loudly, and a burly big man smiled loudly toward a tall, thin, white-eyed boy: "Children, be careful, don't let the Mustang King kick your bang..."

The skin is fair and delicate, just like the jade-like teenagers, like these men, they are also shirtless, waving a set of horses that are almost as thin as his arms... In the laughter of the big men, the teenagers force the ride to run wild, handsome The face is filled with the brilliance of vitality.

When the bell came, the nomadic tribe had been living for several years, and the teenagers who were almost self-family by the tribes suddenly became stagnant.

He looked up and looked in the direction of Weidu.

In those eyes of the horror and horror of the big man, the juvenile exudes a golden glow, and the body expands to a hundred feet, and the screams rush to the sky.

"Wu, Xiahou Rulong announced that this time, for the sake of Wang Yongshi shelter." Bai Yan teenager bowed his head, to the same stunned nomadic girl, a charming girl smiled and nodded: "Wait for me, the king's promise Will not change, this king will come to marry you... The king said that it will make today's emperor, be our witnesses!"

Xiahou Rulong stepped out, each step across a state territory, each step left a great golden footprint in the void, so step by step toward Weidu.

In the southwest of Dawei, a great big lake, in the lakeside fishing village, in the rude huts, the long hair, the white beard is like a silver draped chest, the old man with a steady breath and the solemn hand holding the book roll, the left hand holding the ruler, shaking his head Read the Psalms.

"The night is coming..."

The old master stretched the voice, reading a word and a word.

"The night is coming..."

In the huts, a hundred children gathered in the nearby seven or eight fishing villages clasped the book scrolls made of wood chips, using the loudest voice, learning the appearance of the old master, shaking his head and following him one word at a time.

"How much does it take to know..."

The old master smiled and nodded hard.

Beauty, beauty, such a beautiful poem, simple, but eternal... There is a great power that penetrates into the soul.

The old master closed his eyes slightly, and two tears dripped from the big eyes and slowly flowed down the smooth cheeks. Every time I read these poems from the era of the ancient mythology, it is easy to save, and the old man is moved to zero.

It seems that he can use these words to see the greatness of the stalwart, standing at the peak of the text.

"How much does it take to know..."

The children also shook their heads and immersed them in reading verses.

Outside the huts, under a row of sheds, a large piece of slate is neatly arranged. Dozens of younger fishing village teenagers are holding a brush, drawing a stroke on the slate, and dip the water to copy the book.

Copying can not only deepen memory, but also exercise calligraphy.

The word is like a person, a person with a heart of Wenhua, his handwriting will certainly be tall and straight, handsome and handsome.

Therefore, the old master has been studying here for decades. The students he teaches, regardless of the current official position, each has a good calligraphy in the nearby states and counties.

The old master put down the book, smiled at the children in the hut, and then looked at the boy under the shed.

No matter when, the inheritance of civilization... the beauty of the text, the soul of the text... The old master has lived for many years, many years, in his early years, he will also be because of women, power, wealth, family interests, etc. Intrigue.

But gradually, he discovered the true pure ultimate beauty and power of the world.

Therefore, he swam the world, set up schools around, and passed on the text and civilization to these children at the bottom of society.

After thousands of years of running, dozens of schools, unconsciously, the old master’s state of mind soared, his strength soared, his mood was more and more bleak and modest...

There is an inexplicable breath brewing in the heart, the old master has a clear understanding, perhaps the great Wei has opened the country for countless years, and there has never been someone who has completed the ‘haozhengzheng’. He has already touched a little way.

In front of the avenue, the old master felt great joy in every cell.

The faint bells came, and the clouds in the sky were a bit more bloody.

The old man's face suddenly changed. He looked up at the sky and slowly took a roll of books from his sleeve and placed it on the simple wooden table in front of him.

He stunned the disciples who had been sitting behind them for two years: "Look at the children and let them study hard... In this world, it is not the right way to fight killing. In the book, in the heart." ”

"Remember, remember that if a person does not die, he must study."

"Reading can be rational, visibility, and the reason why the human race is supernatural and the first of all things is because of reading."

"So, let him wind outside, rain is good, take care of his guns like Lin, arrows like rain, read books, pass the books down." The old man stood up and smiled at the two disciples who were a little overwhelmed. Nodded: "Old man, Kong Chengwei."

With a big sleeve and a wave of ink, the old man looked straight into the direction of Weidu. He said in a low voice: "No matter what, the old man's book building is over there, no one wants to move him a piece of paper."

At the wind, the crowd dissipated, and the old master had already disappeared.

On the other side of the Great Lakes, Dawei’s newly established state governor, which has only been established for two hundred years, has already seen prosperity in the market. Numerous caravans are bustling, coming in and out of the state, bringing countless people and countless money.

At the core of the state city, on the nine-storey white jade platform, an 18-storey brass restaurant is gilded with gold. The golden light stands on the white jade platform. The shape of the restaurant is like a tower.

Countless flamboyant girls are laughing and joking in the restaurant. Countless merchants spend their money here, and the aroma of wine and meat spreads hundreds of miles with the wind. Even at night, you can see the pearls, candlelights and exotic treasures in the restaurant. The light.

'Bai Yutai, Gold Building', this is the newly opened state governor, the most popular in the past 100 years, the top-level sales of gold nest, the top-level sales - soul - cave, here have the best cuisine, the strongest The wine, the most beautiful woman, the most changed heart.

Here, there are always grievances and vengeances, and there are always violent **** people. Every day, people die, or commit suicide, or are killed. This is the extraterritorial land that Dawei’s Wang Fa can't restrain.

Every day, here is filled with the seven passions and desires, filled with boundless desires - hope and ambition.

Every day, in the highest level of the pavilion here, there will be a young man wearing a blue coat and a beautiful man, sitting on the high platform, overlooking the men and women below, the scenes of the hustle and bustle of the scenes, and the death and death.

He smiles, and the shadows reflect the figures of everyone in the restaurant. Their thoughts, their actions, their fateful trajectories, all the dark or bright thoughts in their hearts are in his eyes. Nothing.

"Humanity is evil? Human nature is good? Good and evil? People, ghosts?"

The young man smiled and watched a young girl being forcibly pulled into the room by a squatter, watching the squatter being dragged out of the room by several other big-shaped sturdy men, and the knife was cut into pieces. He looked at the merchants of Hao Hao and rushed into the restaurant and smashed them into a group of big men.

This kind of drama is played every day here.

This is an extraterritorial place. The bodies that are thrown out of this golden building every day can have dozens of hundreds, but the local government is too lazy to pay attention.

A bell rang in the distant sky, and the young man stood up and walked over to the bed and looked over the fishing village. He saw a literary atmosphere rising from the sky, and then quickly rushed toward the direction of Weidu.

"Old hole... what can you teach?"

"Red dust, red dust, heart, I am waiting for the people, it is in this crowd."

"However, it seems that your cultivation has grown greatly. However, I am not saying that it is not weaker than you... Hey, hey, the war of extermination? How many bumps will be displaced, how many countries will be broken ... wonderful, people's hearts, as the oven, in the country's break, can be the most exciting drama."

Young Meng did not say a loud laugh, the golden building violently shook a bit, and all the people in the building who were considered wicked in the conventional sense, all in this moment, became flesh and mud, and then turned into flying ash and disappeared without a trace.

In the big laughter, Meng did not say that the flesh was squirming and turned into a five-clawed yellow dragon. He shook his head and flew toward Weidu.

Huang Long rushed to the sky, and Meng did not look to the west.

In the western part of the Western Wei Dynasty, there is an innocent sea, the waves rolling, the sea is three thousand feet above the sea, a dragon whale with a length of tens of thousands of people screaming loudly, dragging an extremely gorgeous giant The building broke through the storm and galloped forward.

On the bow of the building, there is a platform, seven people with exposed bodies, a messy hair and beard, and a man with a maddening behavior, holding a jar, a wine can, a jug, a wine tank, and a big mouth of 'hahaha' Drinking a lot of wine, singing some poems and songs that outsiders can't understand.

Occasionally, the giant beasts of the sea came in, they wanted to attack the dragon whales that pulled them, or they killed them on the boat. These men swung their hands and let your giant beasts of several tens of feet collapse instantly.

"Going to rest, going to rest, overseas can have a fairy mountain?" A man with a hairy hair naked, standing on the bow and dancing, shouted: "On the top of the fairy hill, there can be a fairy? The fairy, may be arrogant, crazy Flying in the sky?"

"What is wonderful about this world?"

"Where are the gods, what is the origin?"

"This day, who opened this day. Who is this land built here?"

"Why is this day and the moon, why is it illusory? Why is this world universe like a curtain, so that I can't see it?"

"The thief is in the sky... answer me... you, what a face?"

"I want to go to heaven, I want to go to the earth, go down the poor, and go down to the yellow spring... This world, sooner or later, the old man will see you clearly, sooner or later, one day, the old man must seriously see through your face..."

The other six men applauded in unison, lame, and shouted loudly.

"Strong, strong... If God is a man, can he marry his wife? Haha, sooner or later, one day, we will ask God to face the face..."

A group of people are dancing in the crowd, hysterically saying some big resentful words, a bell, and drifting over.

The movements of the seven people are at the same time stiff.

They looked up and looked at the direction of Weidu.

"The Battle of Extinction... Why is this?"

The seven people looked at each other and then shook their heads unwillingly: "Unfortunately, poor, sigh, gather together the power of seven, it is easy to spend three thousand years, to build this cross-sea Shenzhou, want to go to the sea Look carefully, look for the legendary sea of ​​Xianshan... Why, no matter... the red dust is difficult to leave, the family is hard to abandon..."

One of the faces was full of furry long beard, and the old man with a beard that had been dragged directly to the lower abdomen screamed: "Who dares to disturb me Yaxing... When annihilated!"

At the same time, the seven people yelled at the big cockroach, and took up the giant building boat. The palm of the tugboat shook the dragon whale and smashed it into seven murderous fires.

In Weidu City, countless people set up incense cases and incense burners at their doorsteps, scented and served, and worshipped the heavens.

A huge figure of the gods rushed back to Weidu from all directions. The laws of heaven and earth they met were different, and the changes in the sky they brought were also different.

Sometimes lightning and thunder, sometimes violent storms, sometimes clouds and clouds, and sometimes golden flowers...

A statue of the gods went straight into the imperial city, and a huge shed was built over the imperial city. A large giant chair was set up below.

A large, sacred **** is sitting on a large chair with a horrible mana wave covering the four sides. The magical fluctuations of a **** can easily cover the land of a state. The magical fluctuations of ten gods can be combined to cover the territory of dozens of states.

One and the other gods kept coming, and they sat under the shed without saying a word, looking at the four sides.

When thousands of gods gather together, their mana fluctuates vastly and completely covers the entire Wei Dynasty.

The sky above Dawei was completely changed. All the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were destroyed. All the states of Dawei were ruled over the sky, and only a transparent blue sky with washed blue crystals was seen. In this blue sky, there was no cloud.

The great Wei royal family, the hundred-door valve, the gods and ancestors gathered together, a total of 1,138!

A loud noise rose to the sky.

Six heads of the gods and ancestors of the great Wei royal family, six innate spirits of the town of the gods, flying up, let out the infinite light, shining bright and colorful, like a kaleidoscope is generally wonderful.

"Qingqiu, when it is extinguished."

One thousand one hundred and thirty-eight gods and ancestors, at the same time, said the general words.