After all, the impact of the tomb objects in Fuhao's Tomb is really huge.

The little Taoist priests were stunned.

I always say that my own mythology is very powerful, you have the ability to make mythical characters fight, you!

Sorry, we really fought.

After Wei Yuan thought deeply, he thought it would be better not to take it with him, and said:

"What about these mythological concepts that the North Indian pantheon is good at? There are always one or two, right?"

"For example, the concepts of Yuga's creation and reincarnation are particularly powerful concepts."

"The reincarnation in their mythology is divided into four stages: Gili Doyoka, Teredo Yoka, Devabodika and Kali Yuka. The time of the four Yokas is shortened in sequence, and the moral and physiological conditions of people are reduced.

It also descends successively until the final creation of the world.”

The old man was silent, and then replied awkwardly:

"You know, Wei Yuan, the original ancient Indian civilization was destroyed after a thousand years."

"After experiencing battles and integration, they became the lowest common people. Those who destroyed them created a new civilization. Then after a period of time, in the middle of the 6th century BC, the founder of the Persian Empire, Cyrus the Great,

Went out."

"Then some time later, Emperor Darius invaded again. These two times were so close that they can actually be considered together."

"Then it was taken over by Alexander the Great in the 4th century BC."

"That was the end of the Age of Gods more than 2,000 years ago, and it was the stage of creation and perfection of epic mythology."

Wei Yuan was silent: "So, the four reincarnations of Yujia are because..."

The old Taoist priest looked at his nose and his heart: "The destruction of ancient Indian civilization was considered the first Yuka node. After that, it was destroyed and occupied three times, so it was divided into four stages."

Wei Yuan: "The reason why Yujia's time is getting shorter and shorter..."

The old man coughed: "The interval after each invasion is getting shorter and shorter, more than a thousand years, a thousand years, hundreds of years, two hundred years."

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "The people's morality and quality of life have declined."

The old man was silent and asked: "Will foreign rulers treat them well?"

"The creation after the four Yugas is..."

Zhang Ruosu said: "Because after being rubbed, King Ashoka appeared and created the Maurya Dynasty."

"But after him, there was no more unity."

Wei Yuan was silent and suddenly said:

"So, the origin of the four reincarnations of Yuka is because they were rubbed three times before the age of gods with perfect mythology. Three nodes on a line are divided into four stages of civilization. Each stage is getting shorter and shorter. The rulers have

They are getting worse and worse, so they are said to be morally degraded in mythology?"

"The source of this situation and statement is the sixth century BC, which means the Spring and Autumn Period of China. If I have to say it, it was before the First Emperor unified the world. And if the area next door was conquered many times, the rulers of the subsequent generation

To enslave the previous generation, and the previous generation to enslave the previous generation.”

"Then four castes..."

"Well, the four castes in India are arranged according to the depth of their skin. I remember that the nobles of Alexander the Great were quite white, right? Just like the Brahmins, even the Persians of Cyrus the Great were also quite white.

, but not as good as Alexander, just like Kshatriya, haha..."

The old man was silent, coughed, and said awkwardly: "Although myths reflect history, we are all from ancient civilizations. Wei Yuan, you, please save some face... characteristics, characteristics, characteristics of the ancient Indian pantheon, this, characteristics."

The two were silent.

Then he picked up the millet porridge and touched it.

They all said in unison: "Features."

Wei Yuan pondered, but still planned to inquire about the possibility of mythological concepts. Knowing yourself and your enemy will always win any battle, and casually said: "Are there any similar murals left by the ancient Indian pantheon? It's just like what we have here..."

"I know that many gods of the gods will inscribe their own culture and myths on murals."

The old man shook his head and said, "I've seen it, but it's useless."

"The ancient Indian pantheon called the special organ of men the Linga."

"The female one is called Yuni."

"Call the joyful thing yoga."

"The murals painted in their temples are all pornographic compositions about ancient yoga. Are they of any use?"

"…………you saw it?"

"Ahem, Master Wei, what are you talking about? I only lived there when I was young. I was also a handsome young man who used my sword to conquer demons and eliminate demons. I only focused on my own way of heaven and earth. I saw all the Taoist secrets. If I go

That is a noble and righteous way, involving the inheritance and schools of all sects in the world, how could you look at such filthy things!"

"How's the painting going?"

"generally."

Wei Yuan was silent.

Zhang Ruosu was silent.

He raised his head stiffly and saw a young man from the Tushan clan sitting cross-legged, holding a recording pen in his hand, shaking his body, with a vixen-like happy smile at the corner of his mouth, as if the fox tail behind him was exposed and happily

Shake back and forth.

Of course, the little Taoist priests nearby had already been fooled by illusions.

The young man put the voice recorder in his sleeve.

"Well, tell me, I'm listening."

Yuan was a prisoner of war when he was young. He was protected by a nvjiao in the name of a servant since he was a child. He grew up in the Tushan clan.

Zhang Ruosu twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "...Anyway, let me think about it again."

Immediately he sighed: "Even fairy tales have elements of reality, and myths naturally reflect civilization itself. The remaining murals of the four ancient gods represent many things, representing their respective tendencies.

.”

The little Taoist priests' illusions were lifted and they became very interested in these ancient myths.

The old Taoist said casually: "For example, the murals in the Western pantheon are about the great gods coming to the world, or that the world has sins that need gods to answer, roughly this way; in ancient Egypt, it is the harmony and unity of gods and humans, and the pharaoh is

God on earth, the people are servants of God, respect death, nature, believe that corpses will be reborn without decay, and finally mummies appeared."

"As for the ancient Indian pantheon, they are the most powerful."

"Man must obey God."

He said: "For example, they say that Gautama Buddha is actually the incarnation of Vishnu."

"Do you know why?"

The old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Sakyamuni said that all living beings are equal."

"They say that Gautama Buddha is the incarnation of Vishnu and the demonic form."

"To say that Buddha wanted all people to be equal is to encourage demons and evil people to look down upon the Vedas and abandon the caste system."

"Lead them to self-destruction."

Wei Yuan's words are concise and concise: "Slavery is deeply rooted."

"Hopeless."

The old man said casually: "Anyway, it's a mess over there. Vishnu and the like, the sword-wielding Rama and the like, they shouldn't be your opponent. The Indian mythology is really too bragging, and I don't know how to get up here in China."

The demon ancestor Rahu said."

"Rahu is just an asura in the Indian mythology "Mahabharata". He stole immortal dew and drank the dregs that were beheaded by Vishnu's son. He is somehow famous in China."

"And the so-called army of the Age of Gods led by the three-phase god Vishnu has only left nine characters in China."

Wei Yuan whispered.

At that time, the Shang Dynasty of the Gods was only the part after leaving the mountains and seas.

The more he thought about it, the more his head ached. He held his forehead and sighed:

"Hey, let's compare mythology and history... Why is the Age of Gods in China so difficult as hell?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said: "As an old Taoist priest, I understood this matter when I was traveling when I was young. For example..." He looked at a seven or eight-year-old Taoist priest next to him and said: "The oldest sun in China.

What is it?"

The little Taoist priest was confused: "The golden crow was shot to death by Yi."

"What if a mountain god blocks the way?"

Another little Taoist priest said without thinking: "Moving mountains."

"Is there a world-destroying flood?"

"Treat him!"
To be continued...