The gray land is burning, the blue ocean is burning, and the infinite sky is burning. Everything in the world seemed to be shrouded in those high-temperature and blazing flames, and he tried his best to squeeze out every trace of fuel in himself to add to the flames of the flames.
The volcano erupted, and the hot red magma submerged into the seawater, steaming up endless mist, driving the ocean currents and starting to set off a huge wave higher than the other, constantly beating the land that had already been melted into a strange shape. The sky and the earth are filled with palpitating light and heat, and the smell of destruction.
The animals on the land screamed and ran, their fur was rotten, and their bones were visible. It seemed that those rays of light, those fluctuations, and those flames were soul-eating fires from the underworld, which could never be shaken off, no matter how far they fled from the burning woods No matter how deep they dug into the deep hole under the grassland, they still haven't escaped the destruction that can make all living things perish.
Animals in the ocean are also swimming restlessly, desperately avoiding the heat and poisonous gas gushing out of the deep grooves of the seabed. Those mammals who are accustomed to swimming freely in the icy sea water are extremely desperate to stick their heads out of the water However, what he breathes into his lungs is scalding hot air and dust carrying deadly toxins.
The birds in the sky are still flying hard. They avoid the dazzling light in the sky far away, and run desperately towards the two ends of the earth. The natural sensitivity of life lets them know that it is probably only in those inaccessible places. Can find the last Taoyuan. This is a big migration that is completely inconsistent with the seasons, and during this migration, most of the birds still died on the way and landed on the dry land. Those who can really escape the blazing light and black dust Birds, very few.
The light between the sky and the earth gradually dimmed, but the air was filled with dust and dark clouds, which ruthlessly blocked the round sun overhead. The entire verdant prairie has already changed color. The animals that survived the catastrophe gathered around a small water pool, desperately vying for the only clean water source. More than 30 large crocodiles Lying in the depths of the pool, countless animals gathered around the pool and began to dig small puddles, or some bold and strong carnivores bravely began to attack the crocodile's territory.
There are no traces of any birds in the sky anymore, and the fishes in the sea have already been frightened to the coral reefs in the deep sea, and dare not come out anyway. The sharks swimming around opened their big eyes in confusion, not knowing what happened to the world and what happened to their home. On the surface of the sea, more than a dozen huge sperm whales floated wearily, occasionally flicking their tails feebly. Around the island further away, the sea lions screamed desperately and angrily at the sky, biting each other cruelly, venting the fear deep in their hearts.
The animals gathered by the water pool gradually died, some killed each other, some died from inhaling the black dust in the air, some died of hunger, some died of thirst, and more animals actually died because of He drank the water from the pool and died.
The air was dry, and there were only countless pale bones left around the pool, big or small, kicked, or crouched in terror. Their fur and flesh had already returned to the earth, and only these bones remained. All around, accompanied by the most powerful reptiles in the pool, which have survived tens of millions of years.
After a few more days, the pool dried up, and the giant crocodile, which weighed hundreds of catties, lay down on the soil as if resigned to its fate, letting the red mud on its back be basked in the mild sun, and gradually died, withered and withered. Rotten, gradually turning into shocking white bones.
These tough reptiles are actually dried at the end.
The sky was still dead silent, except for the thick black clouds that were rolling and pressing towards the earth, there was no trace of any life activity. The scene on the sea is even more cruel. In the old days, when the warm ocean current and the cold current in the northern part of the bay meet, countless large aquatic mammals float and sink in the sea water near the island, or sink in the quiet seabed. Those whales and The sea lions and sea cows had already turned into rotting flesh and blood, polluting the entire seawater, turning the entire bay into a shura field, and the air was filled with a stench.
The scavengers lingered for a longer period of time because of these huge existences. They were keenly aware that the closer to the shore of the land, the more the breath of death filled the world, so they were very careful in eating.
Finally one day, the dry, dark, hellish world finally rained. The rain hit the few remaining leaves on the edge of the grassland and woke up the insects hiding in the holes. Round drops of water rolled down on the muddy floor, and a beetle happily washed its face. The rainwater gradually gathered together, followed the ancient waterway, and headed toward the depths of the grassland. Along the way, I did not know how many creatures that used sleep to avoid destruction were awakened.
The trickling river flows into the pool surrounded by bones. What is surprising is that a lizard hiding deep in the crevices of the rocks in the river is still alive. With its scarlet tongue sticking out, it clumsily steps across the shallow water, licking and devouring the white bones of the crocodile's huge eye sockets, and stretching out occasionally. Raising one right front foot, it announced to the surroundings lonely and violently that it owns the water pool... Anyway, more than a thousand white skeletons around the water pool have fallen into silence, and it is impossible to express any objection to its declaration Opinion, if those lions and big baboons were still alive, the world would probably be another look.
No matter which world you are in, rain has always represented life, and this time seems to be no exception. The black dust that filled the air was washed away by the rain, and the dust that could not be blown away by the wind finally succumbed to the power of the water god, and a fresh and pleasant smell appeared in the air again. The creatures in the four fields were born and gathered because of the water, and started a happy life after the catastrophe, and started hunting each other again. Even this kind of bloody hunting has a gratifying taste of life. .
However, these creatures don't know how terrible the black dust carried by the rain from the sky is, and they don't even know that the rain can wash away the dust, but it can never wash away the dust that permeates the world. Those lines that can't see the shape at all, but are enough to kill most lives.
When it rained, the sea was much calmer, and the waves slowly pushed the dead animal carcasses to the reefs on the shore, and the rancid smell was washed away by the rain much better.
However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the moment it seemed to never stop, the animals who drank the rain began to feel that life was slowly moving away from their bodies. They didn't know why, and the instinctive fear made them feel very Desperate, in the pouring rain, with the last of his strength, he began to brutally and brutally kill meaningless, even his own compatriots were not spared.
After countless floods, big or small, life on land has been hit hard again. Apart from countless corpses soaked in dirty water, there is no longer any sign of survival. And the rotting corpses piled up on the edge of the ocean are disgusting foams that have been beaten by countless heavy rains, which has nothing to do with that fairy tale.
However, God’s punishment for this world still seems to be unfinished. After the rain, there was a sudden frost. From north to south, the air all over the fields suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. The sky and the earth where the sun could not be seen seemed to be confused with the seasons. In this way, the deep cold winter appeared in front of the already endangered life.
After frost comes snow, endless snow, the first snowflakes are still black and gray, and finally they return to pure white, looking extremely holy, covering the sky, the earth, the ocean, and the whole world is shrouded Amidst the blizzard, severe cold descended on the land, and the ice extended into the sea.
The vast expanse of white land is really clean, the endless snow falls endlessly, and there is no sign of any life activity on the snow. This scene has been going on, calmly and coldly, for one year, two years, ten years, a hundred years...
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Fan Xian seemed to wake up from a dream, and it took him a long time to look away from the light mirror in the sky. His eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were slightly pale. Although everything shown in the previous picture is the result of his analysis and judgment after entering the temple, but seeing this scene happening in front of his eyes, the strong sadness and pain still made him The pain is even worse, because he knows that this is not a God Realm, and it is impossible for him to treat these as myths like the people in this world, and then record them in murals and legends. He knows that everything is true What happened, those lives who died in the catastrophe, all once existed.
The bloodshot eyes represent exhaustion and mental exhaustion. Fan lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then raised his head again, staring at the snow scene in the aerial light mirror that seemed unchanged for ten thousand years. He knew that changes would definitely happen. How else could civilization survive in today's world? What made his heart tremble the most was that at this moment, he still hadn't seen the terrible torture that the people in that world, those former fellow travelers, had suffered.
Magnificent, wonderful, exquisite, simple, simple, simple... The building is an existence in this world that is completely inconsistent with the Caowo Cave, and it is also the existence that suffered the heaviest blow in that catastrophe. The people of the world mastered some secrets of the Creator, but finally threw these big killers on their heads. This is a ridiculous fact.
The high temperature melted the concrete and steel bars, the shock wave shattered all the remnants, and the invisible rays between the sky and the earth killed all the people. After the drought, there was a flood, and after the frost, there was a snowstorm. I don’t know how many years have passed. Under the cover, the brilliance that once existed has been covered up, and no one knows that there was once a race that was once extremely brilliant in this world.
Fengxue did not know how many years, and finally someone appeared in the screen again. The destruction of civilization, the survival of life instincts, and brutal fighting reappeared. In the wasteland, the surviving lives may have successfully displayed the most unacceptable aspect of animal nature just to survive.
Fan Xian didn't want to watch these things, so the screen rotated rapidly. He was like sitting in front of a time machine, watching the fall of civilization, the remnants of civilization, the flames of civilization that remained, and finally disappeared in the wilderness among.
He watched the remaining tall buildings under the snow were eroded by the wind and snow and collapsed. The weeds behind the ice and snow occupied their bodies. With the magic of time, Feng Shui and nature, they turned them into pieces of rocks and rusty gravel, and then Can't see any original appearance either.
He watched people wearing animal skins living in caves, building huts, and picking up bone arrows, but they forgot their words and languages.
Buildings rose, buildings collapsed, buildings rose again. Fan Xian always thought that civilization was the most vital existence in the past. No matter how big a blow he suffered, he could always rely on a little spark to start a prairie fire again. After flashing through the scenes, he realized that civilization itself is the most fragile thing in the world. When the material world on which civilization depends is lost, spiritual things are always so easily forgotten.
The picture flashed only for a moment, but this world has already passed hundreds of thousands of years, and the last glory has not left any traces in this world after all, and has completely disappeared.
Fan Xian witnessed all this happening, his eyes were dazed and reddish, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his fists clenched. Seeing a thousand years in an instant, the bluestone beside him is not rotten, and ten thousand years have passed in the world.
He really saw the vicissitudes of life, the stars shifting, and the earth changing. He saw the former bay turned into fertile soil, but he didn't know whether the nutrients left by the countless dead animals would be of any help to this change in the world. He saw that after the volcanic activity calmed down, the dead grassland rose up slightly, freed from the threat of floods, and a tribe of primitive people came from the northeast, and began to work hard to drive out wild animals and do slash-and-burn farming.
I don't know how long it took, a blind man covered with black cloth stepped through the ice and snow in the north and came to the ancient human tribe. He was called the messenger by later generations.
Envoys came from the north to teach them the skills of weaving nets, and the tribesmen bowed to the north to praise the gods.
Another envoy came from the north to teach the method of knotting and recording events, and the tribal people praised the grace of God.
Then there are envoys from the north to teach the writing, and the tribal people overhaul the altar, paint rock paintings on the mountain walls, and praise the blessings of the temple.
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Fan Xian buried his head deeply into his knees, and his rapid breathing made his back heave up and down. He didn't know how long he was silent, but he finally understood most of the things. Ever since he confirmed that this is the earth, he has always been confused about why the characters used in this world happen to be the characters he knew in his previous life, why the characters in this world do not seem to have any complicated evolution process, It seems like it was like this from the beginning.
"I have a question, why everything is gone, but you... or the temple can still be preserved." Fan Xian's voice was very hoarse, and he was basically sure at this moment that the time of the catastrophe should be It was after his death, but it would not be too long after his death, because the construction technology of this temple was a bit unfamiliar to him, but after all, in terms of technology and civilization, he hadn't developed anything that he didn't quite understand.
On the smooth light mirror, the tribal people's joys and sorrows, and the bloody sacrifices when they opened up the wilderness are still being staged. These remnants who have experienced hundreds of thousands of years of cold winter and silence have long forgotten the existence of the too distant past, but after all, they are human beings who have evolved once. When the environment of this world has allowed them to move relatively freely, that kind of The wisdom hidden deep in the collective unconscious finally exploded. In particular, the envoy from the north, who was covered in black cloth, would descend on the tribe every once in a while and bring the grace of the temple, which catalyzed the progress of human social civilization very quickly.
Just like a game with a plug-in, the picture in the light mirror moves forward extremely fast. It seems that human beings did not spend hundreds of thousands of years to develop into what they are today, but only from many years ago. , the envoy covered with black cloth never appeared in the human world again, and those who took on this task were those envoys who walked in the world and those who taught the Tianmai.
When Fan Xian asked the question, the image of the light mirror happened to stop on a lonely peak. Countless people fanatically and courageously took the lead in digging stone steps on the mountain, and then transported the stone and timber to the top of the mountain to build there. a temple.
This solitary peak hangs alone by the sea, half of the mountain is like sapphire, smooth as a mirror, facing the East China Sea and the rising sun. It is the Dadong Mountain that Fan Xian is very familiar with and even climbed himself.
The voice of the temple rang again in all directions, the tone was still gentle, but still without any real emotion: "The beautiful appearance of the museum can be preserved, all thanks to luck. In the words of the world, this is the destiny. .”
Yes, apart from destiny, apart from luck, what else can explain a civilization site that should have been hundreds of thousands of years ago, but today it is still lying quietly in the snow mountain, watching every step of the survivors in the world calmly and gently
Probably only the eternal ice and snow can resist the power of time. The unintentional destruction of nature did not make this temple disappear without a trace in the long river of time like those magnificent buildings.
The temple is powered by solar energy, which may be one of the reasons. But the war in ancient times obviously couldn't bring about such a big change in the world. Could it be that the earth itself had some major problems
Fan Xian could have thought deeply about this issue, but the mood swings in his mind were extremely violent at this time, especially when he saw the blind messenger covered in black cloth on the screen, and the scene of the jade wall of Dadongshan Mountain that appeared at the end , It made him feel a little dry, and he couldn't speak at all.
If everything on the screen is true, then what is Uncle Wu Zhu? Is it the prophet of the entire human society today? teacher? Fan Xian couldn't help shaking when he thought that he had lived and grown up with Uncle Wu Zhu since he was a child, but he was actually living by the side of a legend.
"But I don't believe that you are the only place left in the world." Fan Xian's hoarse voice trembled, sounding a little weird, "It doesn't make sense."
"Time can prove everything. I have spent hundreds of thousands of years in this world, and I haven't found anything like it." The voice of the temple rang in Fan Xian's ear, very calmly, "I can survive until now , to continue to complete his mission of helping mankind, on the one hand, it is luck, on the other hand, it is also because in these hundreds of thousands of years, the messengers have been constantly repairing the temple, but it is a pity that the messengers are gradually consumed by time complete."
Although the voice of the temple said it was a pity, there was no such emotion in the tone. After closing his eyes and meditating for a long time, Fan Xian pointed to the Dadong Mountain above the light mirror and the temple that was gradually being completed, and said, "I have been to this place before, why did you spread the oracle through the emissary, and build such a temple there? A temple?"
When passing by Dadong Mountain from the sea, every time he saw that side of the jade wall that was neatly cut, like a sword cut by a god, Fan Xian would be shaken. Looking at this impossible scene in the world, he always felt that this piece of jade wall was not like it. It is formed naturally, but if it is done by human beings, what kind of strength is needed
What puzzled Fan Xian the most was, why did Uncle Wuzhu go to Dadongshan to recuperate after being injured? Why did the emperor Laozi choose Dadongshan as the last battlefield
"It is to commemorate." The voice of the temple said after a moment of silence: "That is the origin of the outbreak of war. The weapons of human cannibalism exploded and clashed violently there, and finally formed consequences that humans themselves could not predict... As for the last imprint, it is the neat jade wall, the city has long since ceased to exist, and the mountain was half melted away by the heat, and finally became what it is now."
Fan Xian closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He didn't know the secret until today. It turned out that Dadong Mountain was the outbreak point of the war. A mountain range was melted into a lone peak hanging half by the sea. The rock was melted into a green jade wall by high temperature, what kind of exaggeration and horror is this.
"So the radiation of Dadongshan is the strongest, and if it is the strongest of heaven and earth..." Fan Xian's hoarse voice sounded, and he said his deduction, "If my judgment is correct, I don't understand why the murderer Can radiation become the vitality of the heaven and the earth? If the people of the world are really the relics of the previous generation of humans, why do they have meridians in their bodies?"
"Because humans are the stupidest species in the world, but also the smartest species. Most importantly, they are the species that can best adapt to the environment." The voice of the temple responded: "I have absolute opinion on this point. confidence."