131 The history of the past The history of creation
The history of China is very long, but many things are inexplicable, and it is worth mentioning that it is probably the history after the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, because those have more detailed historical materials, as for the earlier ones, although there are also historical materials, but they are intermittent.
In the desolate land, history has long been unrecognizable, and what is left for the human race is just those familiar terms, such as the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Dayu controls the water, as for the Shang Dynasty to destroy Zhou Xing, and the War of the Gods, it was lost by Lin Heng, and there is more of a Republic of China. If someone really recorded it and gave it to future generations to know the times like the earth, I don't know what their expressions would be.
Shuttling through the galaxy, watching the growth and generation of the galaxy, Lin Heng's heart rarely gave birth to a faint sense of joy. Time passed in such a joyful way, and the galaxies matured one by one.
In the Taiqing Heavenly Eight Views Palace, the six saints and quasi-saints gathered here to discuss the ownership of the living planet again. People, as expected, are like this, for the sake of interests, they can be in a hurry, and they will not put it off for a moment.
Lin Heng sighed a little in his heart, he didn't open his mouth anymore, listening to those people discuss, which was the so-called quarrel. Since the saints were not allowed to go down to the famine, these quasi-saints have hardened their waists. In other words, if you can't satisfy me here, I'm not satisfying you. Their attitude definitely disgusted the saint, but they couldn't help it.
The more noisy the crowd became, the more fierce they became, and most of them refused to budge, so the negotiations naturally could not proceed. Lin Heng was really upset by their quarrel, so he said: "There are still three discussions for the gods, why don't we also have three business." ”
"Daoist friends are very good!" As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately stopped the discussion, and they all smiled with smiles on their faces, how could they have the appearance of a red face and a thick neck just now.
Lin Heng sighed even more in his heart, just out of the Eight Views Palace, he became happy, and rushed to the land of the galaxy without stopping to re-experience that feeling of joy. It's a pity. That feeling was born unconsciously from the bottom of my heart, and this time I deliberately, but I couldn't find that feeling anymore. Seeing this, he is not uncomfortable, this is like cultivation, it feels like there is something, and it is useless to look for it without you.
A hundred years later, Lin Heng came to the Eight Views Palace again, and everyone also arrived one by one and gathered here. Let's talk about the division of galaxies again.
This time, everyone's quarrel is still fierce, but their quarrel is no longer nonsense, but has a goal, a plan, and the words are much sharper. At the end of the day, there was still no agreement this time.
In another hundred years, everyone gathered in the Eight Views Palace three times, and the last time to discuss the division of galaxies. This time, everyone was calm. Every glance goes to the feasible place, just like the data proposed by Zhen Yuanzi.
He said: One hundred and eight galaxies are not many, and they must be left for those who come after. We should have a number of those who can be divided. He set this number above 63, that is, six saints thirty, one person got five, and the quasi-saint thirty-three. One gets three. The remaining forty-five are left to their own devices.
Some agree with this number, and some disagree. Those who disagree are in the majority. Because I feel that I have less share, and what I agree with is the beginning and the introduction, and the quasi-mention. There are quite a few disciples from these two sides, and there are no longer a few who can achieve quasi-sainthood. For them, as long as the disciple becomes a quasi-saint, he naturally needs the galaxy to develop his own strength. In this way, it is good to leave a part of it.
Forty-five seems to be a lot, but it can be divided into quasi-saints, and it is only divided into fifteen people. In the hearts of the two parties, maybe the two of them can't send fifteen quasi-saints, but ten is still possible, which accounts for thirty, leaving fifteen as a case. If they really have more points, what will their future disciples do? So, they agreed.
The reason for disagreeing is also simple, that is, they feel that they have less, and some people even bluntly say: "For what saint is five, quasi-saint is three, and not death?" ”
This glance drove the minds of all the quasi-saints present. yes, if it were four, it would be great.
If it was dead, the eleven people present accounted for forty-four, and only thirty-four remained, which was enough for eight quasi-saints to divide. Eight is less in the eyes of the beginning and the two parties, but in the eyes of everyone, it is a lot.
Watching everyone quarrel over these numbers, Lin Heng was silent. Naturally, he didn't want it to be eight, because eight was really less. Many disciples of exposition and Buddhism may be able to achieve quasi-sainthood if they have squandered the gold they have spent, and Hongyun's demonic path may also be quasi-saint again. That's two. The Wu clan has been calm for so many years, I'm afraid it's time to be a master, and I won't be willing to be calm if I think so.
Just as Lin Heng imagined, when everyone was discussing, they were more and more inclined to the theory of five three, and the last five three also had the upper hand, and the matter was settled. But at the insistence of others, the remaining forty-five ownerless galaxies were given a strategy to develop freely. This free development is nothing more than that everyone does not care, but in other words, anyone can manage it.
In short, when there is no owner, whoever wants to develop can fight. Even with the Lord, you can't hinder my believers.
This is a backhand, a secret hand left by later generations. Everyone present understood that this was the best way, and it was also a plan that everyone was barely satisfied with, and both parties were unwilling to make any more twists and turns, so it was decided.
After deciding, Lin Heng was the first to say goodbye, he had already selected his three galaxies, and now that he had nothing to do, he naturally had to rush to deal with it.
Standing outside the three connected galaxies, Lin Heng thought seriously, how would he develop his own galaxy?
In his mind, there were many thoughts, as I said earlier, what if the post-earthly era knew about democracy in mythical history? This is a direction. The second direction is to copy the memories of the past. Lin Heng has a third direction, and that is dinosaurs.
Modern people say dinosaurs, but who has ever seen the real thing. Even if he lives in the wilderness, Lin Heng has never seen a dinosaur. Of course, similar creatures have seen it, and in some creatures, he sees the characteristics of dinosaurs, but if it is a dinosaur, it is far from it. In Lin Heng's words, those lives have degraded, they may be dinosaurs, otherwise they don't want to think about it.
Lin Heng's third direction is to develop since the era of dinosaurs.
In this way, all three galaxies have a direction of development. As for faith, Lin Heng didn't expect that if he didn't ask others, he would definitely make the galaxy his own place of faith, and he wanted to turn his galaxy into his own memory and sustenance.
With a certain plan in his heart, Lin Heng began to move. He slapped his head, and the good and evil clones walked out, and the two of them hugged Lin Heng from afar and said, "I've seen Daoyou." ”
"The two Taoist friends are polite." Lin Heng returned the salute and said, "I have a plan in my heart that the two brothers know everything, so let's go our separate ways." ”
"Good!"
The two of them laughed and went back to the flood wilderness to collect people, while Lin Heng walked into one of the galaxies and walked on the planet.
If you want dinosaurs to come into the world, it is impossible to find them in the desolate land, then the only way is to create. With Lin Heng's ability, it is not difficult to create life, but it is difficult to let them give birth to spiritual wisdom.
This point is a problem in today's great power, that is, that Nuwa, don't even want to create a human race. However, Lin Heng didn't want to create a creature with intelligence, all he wanted was the dinosaur in his memory. These creatures are very animalistic, and there is nothing to be done, because this is the existence of his memory.
All the way, all the way. The structure in Lin Heng's mind became clearer and clearer, and the influence of dinosaurs in later generations was also fixed in his mind again and again.
Finally, Lin Heng stopped, he stood in front of the river beach, and as soon as he shook his hand, a pile of loess appeared in his hand. Lin Heng fabricated it gently, and soon one lifelike dinosaur statue after another appeared in front of him.
Looking at this dense dinosaur statue, Lin Heng was happy. He blew lightly, and the palm-sized statues quickly swelled one by one, turning into huge behemoths. After the body shape was frozen, Lin Heng played out the laws of creation that he had comprehended and integrated into these creatures. Under the urging of his mana, these clay statues began to turn into flesh, and the blood in their bodies began to flow.
"Roar!" After a beast roar, the sound was deafening, and one dead thing suddenly came to life.
Looking at these vivid dinosaurs, Lin Heng laughed loudly, he flew into the air and looked down at the creatures running below.
Because there is no reason for intelligence, although these dinosaurs are alive, they are beasts in people's mouths, they run unscrupulously, destroy, wait for hunger, can't find food, and attack their companions around them.
Lin Heng didn't stop all this from happening, he just watched, looking for the memories deep in his mind. (To be continued......)