Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Many people think that the pattern on the cups and other objects is purely for the purpose of a logo. Shao Xuan used to think so, but the deeper the contact with these things, Shao Xuan discovered that there are many mysterious things.

Just like the Ding in front of him, Shao Xuanyuan thought that this tripod showed all the achievements of a slave owner of Anba City or other heroic deeds, or recorded some commemorative things, but when he After careful observation, I found that there are many places that I can't understand.

Yes, these words only contain some glorious history of Anba City. The above words, although Shao Xuan has a few words that do not understand, but does not affect his understanding of those words, that is Celebrate the words of the ancient Anba tribe and a few words of congratulations. If it's just these, it's a weird feeling for Shao Xuan, which looks like a moire on the background of decoration or background.

Many tribes like this kind of moiré. The tribes that were in contact with the same year also like to use moiré. Probably because these swirling moiré can be used as a decorative fill, but also a structural complexity and mystery, freedom. Casual and diverse. This moire is flat and flat, and the upper moiré pattern is more slender and complex. Each moiré vortex is gathered toward the center. Some are like cirrus clouds, some are like clouds, and many cloud patterns are composed of The two sides continue to overlap the structure in a continuous manner, but in a more natural way.

It is much more complicated than the moire pattern used by the Hui tribe, and it is the most complicated but natural cloud pattern that Shao Xuan has ever seen.

At first glance, this pattern is pretty, although the larger texts are not attractive, but as long as you see those moiré, you will be attracted to the past. It is a visual shock that is unclear. sense.

As a decoration, their purpose has been achieved, but is it really only that?

Shao Xuan stared at the tattoos of the body for a while, and wanted to copy the complex and dense moiré. But there was no paper around, and the cloth was too luxurious. Shao Xuan got up and found some wide and long leaves. Then I painted some paint on the circle of the circle that was in the circle, printed the leaves on the leaves, and let the patterns appear on the leaves. Then Shao Xuan was able to rewrite those moiré on a piece of cloth.

Not only the moiré on the body, but also the three flat feet on the tripod. There are also moiré, but unlike the slender and complex moiré, the moiré lines on the flat feet are thicker and more succinct.

The cloud pattern on the flat foot, Shao Xuan also printed a letter, and then slowly study.

Zheng Luo said that the person who made this tripod is a monk, and the monks like to use the moiré, and, according to Shao Xuan. Moire is one of the earliest patterns produced. It seems that every tribe that uses moiré has a very long history.

The flame pattern of Yanjiao was born early, but it is not as extensive as moiré in use. Because of the balanced cloud pattern, there is a kind of sense of movement, and the sense of harmony, the overlapping patterns of the two sides will not appear abrupt. It’s just that the monks have been cast by the monks. The moiré seems to contain more.

Simply nothing, going to the winter, going out will also be reduced, Shao Xuan will have more free time to study these.

After copying all the clouds in the body, copy them on two pieces of cloth. Shao Xuan also went to find a witch and asked some of the more ancient texts used here. However, Wu did not know much. He could only see things from the records of the ancestors hundreds of years ago, but the ancestors of Yanjiao passed down the records. Most of them are written by witches, and most of them are used on the other side, not the native text here.

Unable to get the help from the witch, Shao Xuan can only ponder and ponder.

Thinking about these moiré, Shao Xuan felt as if he had returned to learning the conclusion. Everything in the world is full of order and rules. Whether it is a beast in the forest or a person in various places, the physiological functions of the body are also functioning properly due to order.

Perception and other functions of human beings, such as audio-visual smell, and their own functions, have long-term effects on the brain. They can exert subtle influences on people's creations, and thus produce various arts and techniques. This sense of order is also on the symbolic patterns created. Fully embodied, such as the cloud pattern that Shao Xuan now sees.

More, but not chaotic.

Those who create such complex and natural moiré graphics must also pursue a sense of balance and order in their creations, so that this kind of moiré can be produced.

Then, under the order, what is the complex combination of moire?

Shao Xuan stared at the clouds and stared for a day, and could not see anything. After thinking about it, Shao Xuan went to the forest to pick up some leaves. The leaves that fell on the ground have turned yellow, not withered, the leaves are wider, and each piece is larger than the adult's palm, and it is thicker.

After the leaves are returned, they are pressed and aired, and then stored for use.

At the same time, Shao Xuan also made a square sand table, the sand table is not deep, about a square meter, inside which screened some fine sand, Shao Xuan took the branches and painted in the sand table.

The complex complex moiré looks too difficult. Shao Xuan tries to divide those moiré into several pieces, draw them in the sand table, and separate them. And each time one is removed, the single moire that is disassembled is painted on a leaf.

After spending five days, Shao Xuan Cai dismantled the cloud pattern on the tripod. It was still slightly disassembled. I don’t know if it’s right or not, because there is no comparison, and no one tells Shao Xuan that it is right or wrong. Art exists exaggerated and rendered, and the artistry of the pattern makes it difficult for Shao Xuan to dismantle.

After thinking for five days, in addition to eating and drinking Lazarus, all the time is placed on the dismantling. After finally drawing the last moiré, Shao Xuan was also tired. He ate a large pot of succulent broth in a black circle. After a good night's sleep, he walked out of the house.

Although the sunshine outside is not as bright as it used to be, it is glaring for Shao Xuan, who is in the house for five days.

In the middle of the battle, Shao Xuan intends to go to other places under the mountain to relax, relax the nerves, and it may not be beneficial to be tight, and perhaps walk around to see and get some inspiration.

Recently, the weather has cooled down a lot, and the temperature difference from the previous day can be felt almost every day.

Looking from the mountains to the distance, you can see a lot of yellowed trees five days ago, and now it is much sparse.

The people who have recently gone out to trade have returned. Not only do Dokang’s people who go to Anba City trade, but also other tribes, cloth fabrics or something else.

Some of the meat that was hung was air-dried outside, and went down the road. Shao Xuan saw that there were many beasts and beasts hanging at every door.

Seeing a familiar figure, Shao Xuan shouted: "Lighting, what?"

I was holding the light of the head and walking to the room, and I heard the direction of Shao Xuan. I was happy: "Shao Xuan... Elder!"

Shao Xuan looked at the various fruits wrapped in large leaves, which were rarely eaten in the tribe. They asked, "What are these? What?"

Some fruits do not eat directly, and tribes use it as a soup.

"No, this is for the beasts to eat." Speaking of this lighting full of red light.

Shao Xuan remembered, he brought back a nest when he was hunting, even the big belt, a net bag set back, to raise the child.

"What about your brother? Not at home?" Shao Xuan swept his eyes and saw no adult.

"Going with other people to chop wood."

The lighting took Shao Xuan to see the cockroaches he raised. Xiao Yan is bigger than Shao Xuan when he comes back. The hair is thick and thick. The colder the weather, the more hair there will be on the body, which is good for cold protection.

When I saw Shao Xuan coming over, they all huddled to the mother mold. The big small ones were nested in the corners of branches and dead grass.

"It's very spirited, it's good, and you can eat it when you are older." Shao Xuan looked at those who said, said.

"Xiaobi her mother said that these beasts will grow faster after the winter. They eat less in winter and grow slower." What I think of, the lighting is very happy to Shao Xuandao: "But wait for them to grow up, I Will not eat."

"Why?" Shao Xuan doubts. Are these little farts not always looking at the captive beasts drooling? Why don't you eat it?

The lighting smiled to reveal a white tooth, but did not speak. However, on his face, some faint lines appeared, and the lines were gradually deepening. It was not as fast as Shao Xuan, but it was indeed steadily deepening.

"Totem pattern?!" Shao Xuan surprised, then smiled: "Congratulations, you are about to become a totem fighter."

Although I have heard other people say it before, Shao Xuan is the first time to see a tribe who is not awakened at the ritual ceremony. Perhaps this is the difference caused by the disappearance of the fire. The fire has been integrated into the blood of every Yanjiao. As long as it touches the boundary of awakening, the power of the fire in the blood can help them wake up at any time without waiting for the ritual.

As for the lighting, "do not eat the beast", of course, because after becoming a totem warrior, you can eat some higher-level beasts, such as beasts.

If you can't eat, you can change something with other people, and you won't lose.

After a round of the mountain, Shao Xuan was called the mountain in the broad sense of a large bundle of firewood.

Before because Shao Xuan had never been out, it seemed to be busy, everyone did not bother him. Now when Shao Xuan came out, he called Shangshan to talk.

After getting along for a long time, this broad face blindness finally has an impression on Shao Xuan. Even if Shao Xuan’s face is still vague, he can recognize Shao Xuan as long as he sees the bones worn by Shao Xuan.

"Winter is coming, Wu said that snow will begin within three days, and the leader is negotiating for winter hunting in these two days."

Generally speaking, when the winter starts, there will be no heavy snowfall, and the tribe will organize a hunt. When the snow falls, it will not go out.

After going up the mountain, Dokang asked Shao Xuan, he could not go hunting in winter. Winter hunting is dangerous in winter and not everyone is suitable for winter hunting.

"Hunt me to go." Shao Xuandao. He also wants to take this opportunity to hunt a better prey, and to be a sacrificial animal to attend the ritual ceremony.

The winter here is not too long. After the end of winter, there will be the most important ritual ceremony in the year. This is the first ritual ceremony that Shao Xuan came here to participate. (To be continued.)