"Streamer, calling Streamer!"
"Is the host still alive?"
"Young Master Chen!"
"Young Master Chen, what happened?"
...
The scene was completely cut off. Everyone's mind was only left with the green light that shot into the sky and the vast voice that resounded in the depths of their souls, although they could not understand the pronunciation of the ancient Chinese.
However, that vast and mighty aura was so clear.
It made everyone feel a sense of heaviness.
Of course, after this feeling, there was also a deep impact and shock.
Everyone's heart was in turmoil. They knew that they had discovered something big.
In the broadcast room, many people were worried about Jiang Chen.
After all, the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted.
This made them really worried about whether something would happen to Jiang Chen.
But now that the connection had been cut off, it was difficult for them to find out. For a moment, the entire live broadcast room was extremely chaotic. There were all kinds of voices, some were concerned about Jiang Chen, and some were talking about the phenomenon just now.
As mentioned before, no one would think that it was a fantasy.
And that voice made his heart churn.
Soon, someone translated the contents of the voices.
The development of ancient Chinese was indeed different from modern times, but it did not mean that no one could understand it. In fact, some specialized scholars could understand it.
In addition, Vast Expanse's words were simple and direct.
Even if he only understood a general idea, he could complete it by combining it with the context.
After all, the content was not unfamiliar to many people.
"The Heavenly Fate Xuan Bird descended and gave birth to Shang." The original text came from the Book of Songs, Ode to Shang, Xuan Niao: "The Heavenly Fate Xuan Bird descended and gave birth to Shang." It was said that Emperor Ku's second concubine, Jian Di, was the daughter of the Rong family. When she went out to bathe with someone, she saw a bird egg. After Jian Di swallowed it, she became pregnant and gave birth to Qi, who was the ancestor of merchants.
This was a tribute to the greatness of the Shang Dynasty and its former glory.
Such articles were circulating even in this era.
However, many historians were even more confused.
This was because in history, there were four schools that passed down poems: Qi, Lu, Han, and Mao. The Ode to Shang, which was written by the Song people in the Zhou Dynasty, flourished again in the Qing Dynasty. According to Wei Yuan, Pi Xirui, Wang Xianqian, Wang Guowei and others, they believed that Ode to Shang was Song, a work of the Spring and Autumn Period, produced in Shangqiu area of Henan Province, the capital of Song Dynasty.
What was this now?
That ancient capital was very likely the Yin Ruins. At this time, the Ode to Shang appeared in the Yin Ruins of America. Now that the f * ck was telling him that the Ode to Shang was written in the Spring and Autumn Period, the 700 years of history must have been eaten by dogs. (The Ode to Shang should have been written by a merchant. The entirety of the Ode to Shang showed the virtue of a prosperous era. There was no thought of subjugation. It had the aura of "only the heavens are above, and there are no mountains and Qi." A bunch of remnants of the Shang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty could not do that.)
This time, they were really confused. Moreover, what the hell was the sound that Xu Kong remembered? Such a loud sound. Could it be that there were microphones in the Shang Dynasty?
And even if there was a loudspeaker, how did that sound come out? Don't tell them that it came from more than 3,000 years ago. This was f * cking kidding them.
Not to mention, the soaring azure Xuan Bird had caused everyone's thoughts to become a little chaotic.
For a moment, he did not know how to describe it.
At this moment, there were already tens of millions of people in the live broadcast room.
Including the Central TV broadcast, the number of people had reached tens of millions. This change was naturally reflected in everyone's eyes.
Everyone was stunned at first, and they could not even react.
Even the Central TV host stopped talking, not knowing what to say next.
Even if they did not see the ancient city in the sky, what they saw just now was enough to overturn their worldview.
Of course, after the shock, there was a huge uproar.
Many people could not help but become excited at this moment.
China had always been a country filled with mystery. This was true for other countries, and it was the same for China itself. There were too many traces and truths hidden in its long history.
Just like myths, the myths of Huaxia had spread for an unknown period of time.
There were all kinds of things.
Some people believed it, some people didn't quite believe it, but there were not many people who absolutely didn't believe it.
Of course, China's treatment of the Myths was different from Europe and America's.
Huaxia was pursuing, while Europe and the United States were prostrating.
Naturally, when faced with such a situation, everyone's choice was different.
At this moment, many Chinese people were extremely excited because they seemed to feel that the legend was walking towards reality.
Penguin, Tieba, forums.
This time, it exploded very quickly.
"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck!"
"F * ck, I feel like I'm going crazy. F * ck, Xuan Bird, that's Xuan Bird.”
"I saw it, I really saw it, Xuan Niao.”
"Yin Ruins, Xuan Bird, green light.”
"Dammit, our legend can't be real, right? Why do I feel like my entire body is trembling?”
"Me too. I want to go to Mexico.”
"No, I'll go get my passport immediately. No, no, I have to go.”
"I want to cultivate, Mom!"
"Young Master Chen has discovered something incredible. I wonder how Young Master Chen is doing?”
"He should be fine. Young Master Chen doesn't seem to be close in the image.”
"I hope so."
"Speaking of which, if we form a team and go to Mexico together, we might have an immortal encounter.”
.....
This book will not be heading towards immortality, at least not in the short term. It is an archeological work, and the main character will excavate the glory of the Chinese civilization. As I said before, the West can treat myths as history and a few random drawings as words, but why can't we treat myths as history? Without proof, it means that it might be true.）
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。