Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Longhair Rebellion
This stone statue doesn't look very good, and it's definitely not the kind of ancient ancestors.
Of course, it is not the shape of these things that attracts Tang Changsheng. It's one of the gods, yes......
"Ah," Ling Xiaoyu also saw it with Tang Changsheng's gaze: "Why does this thing seem to be a little familiar!"
The big black man laughed again: "You are Chinese, no wonder you look familiar." This is said to be a three-eyed idol from the ancient Qiang people of your country. ”
"Are you sure this is the idol of the ancient Qiang clan?" Tang Changsheng asked with a strange expression.
"Of course, the things in this exhibition are very miscellaneous, they are all library collections...... It's the kind of collection that has too many collections, but they are not too precious, and they are generally only kept in the treasury and rarely put on display......
This time, many of them were taken out and entrusted with our help to clean up...... By the way, it is also an internship ...... for our students."
The words of several people reached Tang Changsheng's ears word for word.
It's just that his attention at this time is all focused on this statue.
It's a palm-sized statue!
Yes, it was a god, though it was exaggerated in proportions and had an extremely large head, and it was nothing to be seen in the crowd.
However, Tang Changsheng still recognized it at a glance, this should be a god statue, a three-eyed god statue, a three-eyed god statue wearing a gold-armored battle robe.
"This thing is definitely not an antique of thousands of years......," Tang Changsheng said secretly in his heart.
If it is really buried in the ground for thousands of years, then even if there is any spiritual light, it will be worn out by the years......
And this so-called god statue of the ancient Qiang clan is actually immortal at all, and it actually has a special power that can make Tang Changsheng feel it.
Interesting, really interesting!
Tang Changsheng dared to make a hundred bets, this thing had nothing to do with the Gu Qiang clan. Because although this thing can barely be called an antique, it will definitely not last more than two hundred years.
No one was more familiar with him than he was, and this should have been something from the era of the Longhair Rebellion.
It was the most magnificent era, and it was also an elegy for the final end of cultivation.
In fact, the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth has already occurred, and the aura is gradually declining, and it has begun to affect the cultivators in an all-round way.
Coupled with the defeat of Dachu on the battlefield of the world war at that time, the domestic turmoil was serious, the Ding Revolution occurred, and foreign forces intervened.
For a time, the Great Chu was in chaos, the people were miserable, and even the Great Chu Emperor was forced to abdicate.
And the long-haired thief was armed with Western religious teachings and swept half of Middle-earth.
In the end, cultivators from all over the country flocked to form fists and cast various magical spells against these powerful enemies. For a time, it can be said that it is the last glory of Middle-earth witchcraft...... It can also be said that the last madness.
In such an era, firearms were already at their peak, and the Taoism was declining, and countless masters were dying under the muskets.
It was the master ancestor of the General Temple, who participated in it and resisted the invasion of long hair. As a result, he was seriously injured under the platoon gun and never recovered......
And as Long Hair was finally suppressed, the power of Fist Yong was gradually swept away. The entire cultivation world, and the Jianghu Dao at that time, had completely declined.
That is, the sect of the General Temple, hiding in a small place like Xiajiang, and with the support and protection of the three families in Xiajiang, they escaped this catastrophe.
The other sects that joined the WTO in those years all fell in that bloody battlefield, or in the subsequent suppression.
And the style of the god statue in front of him made Tang Changsheng recognizable at a glance. This was the style of the time......
You must know that the earliest boxers and warriors flocked to the world, and they were the first folk mages and small factions in the rivers and lakes to enter the WTO.
They often invoke the gods, cast talismans, declare their followers invulnerable, incite ordinary people to besiege the Western powers, and even organize armies to resist the long-haired army.
Although Tang Changsheng didn't know the specific origin of the three-eyed idol in front of him, he had already discovered that there seemed to be a slight aura on this statue, which was very special.
Come to think of it, this is the god that I don't know what group of people believe in in the ups and downs of boxing and courage back then.
It's just that as far as Tang Changsheng knows, with this final madness. Most of those gods of Mingjiao witchcraft have fallen in the end, and even the reason why the protector god of the General Temple has been sleeping until now is related to the catastrophe of the year.
Although Tang Changsheng didn't know how the idol came here, there was still a trace of spiritual power on it, which was true. This made Tang Changsheng interested!
And the night before yesterday, the power that Tang Changsheng sensed should have come from these three-eyed eyes, right?
Just thinking about it, I can't help but light up the heart of heaven and shine on the past.
He had advanced too much in his cultivation now, and he no longer needed to take an hour or two to light up the Heavenly Heart as it did at the beginning.
Even without the help of the Yuanyang Divine Lamp, it only took him a minute or two at most to light up the heart of heaven and shine out.
As soon as he saw the stone statue, he immediately felt that the divine light was flourishing, and Tang Changsheng, who was shocked, couldn't help but take a step back, and his tears almost couldn't help but flow out.
However, vaguely, there seems to be a flash of some picture.
Unfortunately, these images are too blurry and flash too quickly. Before Tang Changsheng could see it clearly, he had already disappeared without a trace.
It's just that vaguely, I saw that it was a battle, a tragic battle like the sky and the earth were falling apart.
Tang Changsheng was fascinated, and several girls quickly lost interest in these rags.
They found no pleasure in the tattered stone carvings and some rudimentary-looking tools.
"I said what are you looking at blindly, you look at it so seriously, as if you can really understand something......"
Tom was originally cleaning up a piece of jade in his hand while sarcastically sneering at Tang Changsheng.
He had long seen that Tang Changsheng was not pleasing to the eye, and at this time, he couldn't help but blurt out when he saw Tang Changsheng looking at it in a similar way.
Tang Changsheng smiled faintly and said, "I'm not an archaeological expert, so naturally I can't see anything." However, I only know that this piece of jade in your hand is a fake!"
"What is fake, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Tom's face turned red and he screamed.
"You're just the most worthless Xiuyu ......" Although Tang Changsheng disdained to deal with this kind of person, since he wanted to come up to find abuse, Tang Changsheng didn't mind giving him two slaps casually.
"Xiuyu?"
"The output is large, it is worthless, and the quality of the jade is ......," Tang Changsheng said lightly: "And the jade in your hand is obviously a sacrificial ritual vessel used in the sacrifice ceremony, and it is a very important thing." It's impossible to use this kind of jade ......."