Tracing China: Through history, dialogue between ancient and modern

Chapter 59

"The Three Emperors ruled the world, the Five Emperors established the borders, and they stood for a thousand years. How can they prosper? Those who respect the law can stand in the wild..."

"Of course things are reversed at extremes, and rise and fall are impermanent..."

"In order to rejuvenate our clan, to preserve the bloodline, to ask heroes from all over the world to think together, and to compile a number of texts to be passed down from generation to generation..."

Who said that the Huaxia tribes in the Central Plains have no ancestral training?

As soon as this ancestral training article comes out.

It was like the nine heavens collapsed, the rivers and seas flowed backwards, and the whole world became quiet.

Each character, with the blessing of special effects, spans tens of millions of years, and contains some kind of shocking power, which deeply impacts the soul of everyone in modern times.

On the Internet, there is no barrage.

All the audience are paying attention, listening to the childish but deafening notes of the young man Qi.

Everyone's nerves seemed to be tied to the stone wall, and they couldn't look away.

This is the legacy of our ancestors.

How can it be forgotten?

The host, Lin Feng, looked up at the stone wall of the ancestral teachings, and was also full of emotions.

A ancestral teaching.

Hundreds of people abide by it.

It can already be called the origin of civilization.

Look at the contemporary world.

Although the races on other continents also entered the Stone Age, why didn't they have a civilization?Why is it still barbaric, no different from a beast?
Those alien races have thoughts, but they are just brutal thoughts that drink hair and blood, and they do not have the will to rise to a tribal group to open up the era.

What are they missing?
Identity.

An ancestral teaching.

It can gather people's hearts, regulate standards, and form beliefs.

With faith, all people can be united, and they can fight endlessly for the survival of the group.

The later rites and music rituals can also be said to have evolved from this. They were born here, and then spread their branches and leaves, and were continuously improved by later generations of characters to form a better and more advanced civilization collection.

After Dayu.

The Xia Dynasty founded by Emperor Qi, the first dynasty in Chinese history, is also closely related to this.

"Junior, you have been taught today!" Lin Feng looked respectful, and worshiped the stone wall in front of him.

"In order to have the ancestral precepts for hundreds of ethnic groups to abide by, and to have this sense of identity, I have accumulated several generations of hard work."

"Open up rocks and chisel them into walls."

"Gathering from all directions, creating new characters, and many characters and symbols on them contain the efforts of countless people."

Dayu made a voice of vicissitudes, and his face, which was covered with the traces of years of wind and frost, showed a haughty expression.

This is the tribal ancestral motto made during his tenure as leader.

It is also the place where he is proud of being the emperor of the tribe.

Lin Feng was puzzled and asked:

"Dayu, such a fetish, it might be difficult to preserve it in the wilderness, why not move it to a cave somewhere? Keep it well?"

Such a stone wall.

If it can be preserved for future generations.

It can definitely be said to be a priceless treasure.

After all, looking around the world, tribal civilizations are mostly preserved by murals, bonfires, bones, utensils, etc.

Such a complete text notation.

Unique in the world.

It is enough to see the dignity of Chinese civilization.

You Westerners, you are still living like wild animals, without thinking.

Our East has already bred a higher civilization.

In contrast, high and low are judged.

See what face you still have, often criticizing and questioning the ancient civilization of my great oriental country.

To Lin Feng's question, Dayu replied:

"Stone walls, and the words carved on them, don't need to be preserved for a long time!"

Lin Feng wondered, "Why?"

modern man.

They were also the same as Lin Feng, a little confused and unable to understand Dayu's meaning.

If such a treasure can be preserved in future generations, it can definitely be said to be a great weapon of belief in the Chinese nation.

"I don't understand!"

"I'm also confused, why doesn't Dayu want to leave the ancestral precepts and stone walls to future generations?"

"Can that brother interpret it?"

"Could it be related to ancient tribal wars? These stone walls are lofty beliefs. The stone walls will not fall down and will never be destroyed. They are used to deter the enemy?"

"Maybe it has something to do with the living environment at that time. In the primitive tribe period, there was no ability to completely preserve such a huge stone wall."

"This is something that the tribe had to abide by at the time, so keep it? What's the point?"

"For the people of that period, it was like an imperial decree, which should hang in the sky."

"That's right, how can warning words be hidden underground?"

……

Dayu gazed into the distant sky with his eyes, and said in a thunderous voice:

"Each generation lives in a different era and in a different civilized environment. They should have something that they should abide by."

"The old ancestral teachings are difficult to apply to the later era."

"That's why I asked my subordinates to chisel all the words under the vast sky and earth, so that all the tribesmen and all the worshipers can watch and remember them day and night."

"When the stele is damaged and collapsed, it means that future generations can live a better life."

Lin Feng clicked his tongue, only feeling his scalp go numb.

Dayu's thoughts.

It can be said to be earth-shattering and far-sighted.

He is the leader of this era, and he is responsible for the Huaxia tribe of this era.

As for later descendants.

Because the times are developing.

You don't have to follow the old things, you should develop better ancestral teachings, abide by better civilized norms, and have higher rituals and rituals...

Lin Feng asked himself.

He can't reach the realm of Dayu.

If you don't break, you can't build, if you break, you can build, that's what it says.

For Dayu's thoughts, after modern people heard about it, everyone looked in a trance for a while, and gradually became relieved, expressing that they could understand.

Dayu led Lin Feng to the other side, and young Qi was also on his left.

Here is a double wall.

On the wall, compare the two directions of north and south.

Looking in the direction, Lin Feng found that almost half of the people in the surrounding tribal houses could see this double-sided stone wall when they walked out of the house.

Lin Feng couldn't help being more curious about the above content.

When he looked up, the whole person was in a mess.

Not text symbols, no simple graphics, nor simple lines, but some murals that appear to be messy.

There are about seventy or eighty murals.

Each one is scarlet, as if painted with blood, and under the light, it reflects the tragic scene of ancient death.

"Da Yu, this is?" Lin Feng asked in surprise.

"They are all warriors of my Huaxia tribe who died in battle."

"This is Shang. He defended against the alien race. His body was penetrated and pierced by more than a dozen wooden spears. One person alone killed dozens of people of the alien race."

"This is Hao Tao. In one night, holding a stone ax, he killed a group of hungry wolves and saved the women, children and babies."

"This is Gao. The tribe suffered from the spread of disease and was almost wiped out. When there was no food source, he tested the poison himself and selected usable mushrooms for the tribe, so that everyone could survive the crisis."

"This is Shan. When a fire broke out around the tribe, he took the lead. To put out the flames, the youth died."

"This is Guanju. There was a tribal turmoil. He led thirty warriors, armed with sharp weapons, to trek through the mountains day and night, and finally suppressed the turmoil and protected the leader's safety."

……

Behind every shocking mural, there is a name and a thrilling and tragic story.

Those who can leave a name on it.

gave his life.

Everyone is a hero of the Chinese ethnic group.

This is an ancient martyr monument.

For the continuation of the ethnic group, they dedicated their lives, and their deeds are enough to move the world.

In later generations, there are also such a group of heroes.

When China is in crisis.

Even if the abyss is on the side, they have no hesitation. They don't want to live, they just want to survive for the people behind them.

Such righteousness deserves everyone's respect.

Standing straight, Lin Feng exercised modern military power towards the blood-stained strokes on his face, paying infinite respect.

Dayu was talking, tears were full of hot tears.

The great tribal leader who managed the floods and saved the common people did not have tears, but he did not reach the point of sadness.

Every name is his subordinate and his people.

If they are still alive.

It must be his right-hand man.

However, in the face of survival, everything is so cruel. In this cruel natural environment, life is still too fragile.

The young Qi was very sensible, kept silent, and just kept worshiping.

(End of this chapter)