The unprecedented feast lasted for three days and three nights, and hundreds of pigs were swallowed up in a steady stream, including the nine hundred and ninety-three pills refined by Guo Yang.

These pills are mixed with hundreds of plants such as poppy, yam, lion's mane, sunflower, ghost hand, and golden silk nan. At the same time, hundreds of eggs are also mixed.

In order to make the pill more possible, Guo Yang grinded the sixty-four seriously damaged tortoise shells collected by his grandfather Guo Ma into powder, roasted them for a day and a night, and mixed them with the pill.

Wang Hai, Wang Heng's elder brother, the king who was killed by his own people, witnessed Guo Yang's entire alchemy process.

"You're kidding God, Guo Yang."

The animal skin on Wang Hai's body could not contain the bubbling blood. The scarlet liquid took on an indescribable sheen and exuded a dreamlike scent.

"You've soiled my ground." Guo Yang casually threw a ball of linen to Wang Hai and asked the old man to wipe off the bloodstains.

……

At first, Wang Heng and his companions could still sit there quietly and swallow heavily.

But as Guo Yang slowly climbed the stone platform that could be channeled, and began to say one word after another full of magic, Wang Heng was a little out of shape.

He staggered to his feet, a golden crispy pork in his hand, and began his last speech as king.

"Our god is still far away, and our convertible is always on the way."

"There is no past, there is no future, and of course, there will be no such thing. We are destined to wander the world and suffer this eternal curse! ”

Wang Heng tried to stop his prophecy, but he could only stagger forward two steps before gasping for breath.

There was a strange magic to this wheez, which made his companions' faces flush slightly.

"There is a whip that will hang over our heads and make us flee in our dreams. There is a voice that will be imprinted in our hearts and will be remembered for the rest of our lives! ”

"We will be hollowed out, are being hollowed out, or have been hollowed out. We walk aimlessly in the prosperous land, no matter when and where, we can't take root, can't sprout, and of course can't find our past and future! ”

"You, you, and us, beggars, thieves, stealing horses and selling horses, smashing pots and selling iron, will be our inheritance!"

"Our wife will lose the protection of the blackbird, and will wander the rivers and lakes from now on."

Wang Heng was like a drunken beast, staring at the two once heroic eyes, shaking and walking towards Guo Yang.

At the same time, he took out the bronze mirror from his bosom.

The people of Tianshui Village were frightened, and a few young people actually ran into the nearby woods like rabbits, and looked here under the cover of those stones and tree trunks.

The women, on the other hand, knelt down, their backs to the sky, and murmured in their mouths.

Wang Heng's companions had fallen into a psychedelic and danced to Guo Yang's deep voice.

Wang Heng looked back at those companions, silently recited a spell, the bronze mirror in his hand trembled, and a cyan pillar of light flashed, heading straight for Guo Yang.

Guo Yang didn't hear this, and still muttered, saying one ancient and difficult word after another.

Just when the pillar of light was about to engulf Guo Yang on the stone platform, a person suddenly appeared.

Wang Hai, the former king, reached out and pinched the blue light, smiled slightly, and let go casually.

The blue light conjured up in the bronze mirror was like a poisonous snake struck by lightning, trembling slightly, and then collapsed.

"Impossible!"

Wang Heng's eyes widened, full of horror.

Wang Hai didn't say anything, and looked at Guo Yang gently, just like he once looked at Shangjiawei.

Wang Heng urged the bronze mirror, causing another ray of blue light to burst out.

That blue light was mixed with five colors, nine low beast roars, and countless resentful souls, wrapped in unforgettable sighs, and pounced on Guo Yang.

Nine dragons, three peacocks, two tigers and an old turtle broke free from the bronze mirror, and for a moment they couldn't tell which bastard sealed themselves, and they actually pounced on Guo Yang with their teeth and claws.

Guo Yang said in a low voice: "Gradually." ”

On the stone platform, a flock of birds appeared out of thin air, flapping their wings and spitting black flames.

Those flames are still.

The flames are waiting, or devouring.

It was a black ring, unfathomable, swallowing everything and spitting it out.

Glaucom, dragons, peacocks, tigers, and turtles are quietly swallowed into black rings.

There was a pause.

Spit out again.

At this moment, an earth-shattering loud bang broke out.

The fragments of fire, the fragments of light, the fragments of sound, the fragments of the bronze mirror, and the fragments of Tianshui Village brewed for a while at that moment.

It seems to be three days, and it seems to be 10,000 years, no one can tell.

Then, all the debris forms a mushroom-like cloud that slowly rolls upwards.

……

Everyone, even Guo Yang and his grandmother, who was wandering in the woods in the distance, looked up in surprise at the strange cloud.

100,000 grieving souls were wailing in low voices, 8,900 ancient birds and beasts stopped fighting, more than 3,000 bronze vessels were torn, and 10,000 snow-capped mountains quietly collapsed.

In the distance, someone walked out of the low and damp shack, looked up at the starry sky, and solemnly wrote this scene on the animal skin that recorded the visions of heaven and earth.

Grandfather Guo Ma walked out of the roofless stone house for the first time in many years.

He grew old again, like a ghost.

He looked at the cloud, and his face suddenly changed: "Suspicion and betrayal are sisters, and they gave birth to lies together. ”

After saying this, he was overwhelmed by a powerful and fiery wave of qi.

……

Three days later, when it was all over, there was a gray-white mark left on the place where his grandfather Guo Ma had stood.

Later, all those who passed by would point to the imprint, and the evidence was conclusive:

"Here, there was once a huge toad, which was vaporized in an instant in a mysterious explosion of prehistory. You see, this is the only mark left by that poor prehistoric creature. ”

"In the distance, those human figures and carriage marks were left by some kind of prehistoric creature, but we can't tell what caused these tens of thousands of creatures to gather here."

……

After a big explosion, Tianshui Village was wiped off the map.

Afterwards, the tribal alliance, that is, the alliance of hundreds of powerful tribes represented by Huaxia, Guifang, Dongyi, Nanban and Xirong, which was later recorded in the history books, sent people to investigate the matter.

"It was a catastrophe that caught us off guard, everyone was reduced to ashes, everything was melted and even gasified. The only testimony is this pit that is 300 feet deep. ”

Representatives of the Birdman tribe also participated in the survey.

Shang Jiawei, the attentive young man found a small bottle, a charred pork leg bone, and an ancient clay pot from a ruin.

"The bottle contains magnetite, but it doesn't look special."

Shang Jiawei casually threw the small bottle into a pile of burnt rubble, and reached out to pick up the pork leg bone.

"It was a glorious time, and even in times of extreme material scarcity, they kept their imagination and conception alive, and they constructed a history of many possibilities."

"History belongs to the gods and to men, and together they create myths."

"It's going to be us humans...... One of the most valuable assets. ”

……

The ancient clay pot was taken away by Shangjiawei and is said to be treasured in the royal palace of the Birdman tribe.

As a token of divination and nostalgia, the eyeballs of those birds who were awake day and night became one of the secret archives of the later Shang Dynasty.