The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

"Why is it called Liaoling Liaoling? It is not like Luoxiao or Wanqi. It should be like a 45-foot waterfall in front of the bright moon on Mount Tiantai. There are also wonderful patterns on it, and the ground is covered with white fireworks and clusters of snow. Who is the weaver and who is the clotheer, the cold girl from Yuexi and the concubine in the Han Palace.

Last year, the Chinese envoys announced the imperial edict, and the samples from heaven were woven on earth. They were woven into the lines of autumn geese beyond the clouds, and dyed into the color of spring water in the south of the Yangtze River. They made long-sleeved shirts and skirts, and ironed them with a golden iron and cut them with a knife. The colors of different colors and strange patterns were reflected in each other, and the flowers were uncertain when they were turned around.

The dancers in Zhaoyang are so kind, a pair of spring clothes is worth a thousand gold. The man will not wear them again if they are stained with powder, and will not feel sorry for the dirt and mud. It takes a lot of effort to weave silk, which is different from ordinary silk and satin. The silk is so fine that it hurts the hands of many women, and it takes a thousand stitches to make a foot. The singers and dancers in Zhaoyang Palace. If you see them weaving, you should also feel sorry for them. "

Su Xiaoya looked at Gui Qiangye with a look of astonishment. No wonder he always waved his folding fan. Is he really a talented person? !

When one is unhappy, he writes poetry. Who can stop him?

Unexpectedly, Gui Qiangye is a man of both civil and military talents. He is good at poetry and arithmetic, and his personal martial arts skills are also impressive...

Sure enough, not everyone can show their eyes. At least, Gui Qiangye uses his own strength to stand up for himself, which is admirable.

Gui Qiangye knows how to proceed step by step, adding layers of pressure, and pushing everyone's emotions to the peak little by little.

Seeing that the exquisite craftsmanship of the abacus bag conquered everyone, Gui Qiangye started a new round of popularization.

"Huizhi and his R&D team have reached the pinnacle of research on dyeing. The skills they have mastered are ever-changing and breathtaking."

"Not only that, the research and development team of Huizhi has also thoroughly studied the weaving and embroidery methods, and has reached a state of perfection."

“In the field of textiles, they are like magic hands, ingeniously combining a variety of different materials with sophisticated techniques, so that each carefully crafted piece has a unique and distinctive feature.”

Looking at Gui Qiangye who was talking eloquently, everyone had a consensus - the more glorious one is in front of others, the harder one works behind others. Behind every eye-catching bag, there needs to be enough knowledge accumulation.

If Gui Qiangye had not read enough, he would not be able to talk about it now:

The fabrics include elegant and luxurious brocade, whose colorful colors seem to reflect the prosperity of the prosperous times;

And the silk is as light and thin as the morning mist, and its vague texture gives people a dreamlike feeling;

There are also amazing patterns, the delicate and detailed patterns are like works of art created by nature;

The texture of the silk is as soft and delicate as baby skin. You can feel its smooth touch when you touch it.

The smooth, soft and lustrous satin is as dazzling as the Milky Way shining in the night sky;

The light and transparent yarn is so light that one can hardly see its existence. When it flutters in the wind, it looks like the skirt of a fairy dancing.

The silk is tough and durable yet flexible, as if it is the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over the years;

As white as snow without a speck of dust, pure and flawless as a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg;

The tight and solid binding, as strong as steel, gives people a sense of reliable and reassuring power;

The silk is as delicate and smooth as the finest silk. When you touch it gently, you can hear the whispers of history. It is as slender and smooth as the spring breeze blowing over the willow branches, swaying and showing its graceful posture.

The graceful and smooth lines are like the gurgling water, which bring people the ultimate visual enjoyment.

The finely woven threads, like a spider web, reveal the infinite mysteries of human wisdom;

The silk is simple and elegant, exuding a faint fragrance, just like the graceful and charming girls in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River.

Such a large number of fabrics with various categories and unique features are combined and matched together, complementing and setting off each other, perfectly blending into a magnificent picture, showing endless charming charm and graceful style.

As he was talking, Gui Qiangye started to rummage in his storage bag again, and then he took out a book - a Buddhist scripture, the Tripitaka!

So people looked at Gui Qiangye with strange eyes. What kind of operation was this?

Take out the book as soon as you disagree with something?

The key is that everyone is not an ordinary person! The most common things that monks read are jade slips, at most bamboo slips, sheepskin scrolls, etc., not even silk.

Unexpectedly, Gui Qiangye took out a Buddhist scripture!

It’s still a paper version of the Buddhist scriptures!

The silence speaks.

Everyone's eyes were very straightforward - I didn't know you were such a person, Gui Qiangye. Everyone knows that you, Gui Qiangye, are well-read and knowledgeable, but you don't need to show off that you carry a book with you all the time!

Gui Qiangye naturally noticed the curious and puzzled looks of his friends, but he did not explain much. Instead, he showed the cover of the Buddhist scripture in his hand to everyone without hesitation.

After all this trouble, everyone suddenly realized that from the beginning to the end, what Gui Qiangye wanted to present to everyone was not the Buddhist scriptures themselves, but only the mounting silk of the cover of the Buddhist scriptures.

This silk cover is the cover of the Tripitaka. On the same direction silk dark pattern ground, a piece of gold floating weft is used to show the main flower. The main flower is a small flower cluster composed of single rhino horn, ruyi head, coral branch, fire beads, ancient coins and other miscellaneous treasures. The flower clusters are arranged in a "whole cut light".

The silk damask produced in the state is mainly in light yellow, with delicate light-colored patterns carefully embroidered on it, like a delicate painting. Between the interweaving of silk threads, one can feel the craftsmen's ingenious skills and the ultimate pursuit of details.

This silk damask is light and thin, smooth to the touch, and as light and agile as the breeze blowing across the lake.

Looking back to the past, the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi once wrote the following famous line in his "Spring View of Hangzhou": "Red sleeves weave silk to praise the persimmon calyx, and green flags sell wine to take advantage of the pear blossoms."

The "Ling" in the poem must be as exquisite as the Huzhou silk flowered Ling in front of us, which is amazing.

Gui Qiangye received the amazement of his companions, and then he continued to explain with satisfaction. The whole rhythm was firmly controlled, and the main point was that he would not stop until his words were shocking!

In short, just show off however you can.

Gonggong watched the whole story from beginning to end, but he couldn't help but look at his old friend Xuanming. As water gods, they had the most interactions among the twelve witch ancestors.

Gonggong is not only one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but also a legendary water god in ancient times. The waters he controls are extremely vast, covering the vast ocean, magnificent rivers and lakes, winding rivers and swamps, and numerous ponds.

It is no exaggeration to say that these waters occupy almost 70% of the earth's total area!

The control over such a vast area of ​​water fully demonstrates Gonggong's supreme and irreplaceable position in water management.

However, it should be pointed out that although Gonggong was revered as the god of floods, his influence was actually more limited to inland areas.

Although Gonggong had a certain degree of connection and influence on the ocean, compared with inland rivers, lakes and swamps, the ocean was not his main area of ​​management.

In the inland, Gonggong effectively maintained the balance and stability of the aquatic ecology and ensured that people had sufficient and reliable water for production and life by relying on precise control of water flows and keen insight into various changes in water conditions.

As for Xuanming, as a god closely related to water, he is not only the god of water, but also the god of the sea who dominates the vast ocean. The water flow in the world that he controls is dominated by the vast ocean, showing his incomparable power.

Xuanming possessed extremely powerful water magic, which gave him absolute control over the water flow. Whether it was making the surging rivers roar like angry dragons, or making the gurgling streams flow quietly in the mountains, it was just a matter of his thoughts.

This ability to control water at will demonstrates his supreme majesty as the god of water.

Back to ancient times, the world suffered from severe drought, rivers dried up, the earth cracked due to lack of water, and the people lived in dire straits and suffered terribly.

At this moment of life and death, Xuan Ming stepped forward resolutely.

He embarked on a long and arduous journey, searching for the water seal hidden in every corner of the world, and successfully removed it with his unfathomable magical power.

Then, torrential rain fell from the sky, moistening the long-dry earth and saving countless suffering people. Because of this righteous act, Xuanming won the respect and admiration of the world.

If we talk about the power of faith gained from all the gods, apart from the goddess Hou Tu who sacrificed her life to enter the cycle of reincarnation, Xuan Ming has the most. His achievements have been passed down by word of mouth and have become a legend for all ages.

It's just that Xuanming's personality is cold and lonely, as if he doesn't care about worldly things. Except when the twelve witch ancestors gather, he talks more, but at other times he is like a saw-mouthed gourd, rarely speaking.

Over the years, he has always been wearing a dark blue robe, like a phantom in the deep sea. His figure is erratic and his whereabouts are full of mystery.

Except for the Twelve Ancestral Witches and a very small number of demon generals who are on good terms with Xuanming, no one else knows that Xuanming's orchid-colored robes change to a different color almost every day.

On the surface, the colors all seem to be blue, but in fact, there are slight differences. Some are darker, some are lighter, some are brighter, and some are darker. In short, there is absolutely no duplicate color.

The key point is that Gonggong and Xuanming have been together for more than once or twice, so he naturally discovered that Xuanming has more than one robe. Almost as long as Xuanming finds natural treasures of different materials suitable for refining robes, he will definitely collect them to refine new robes.

It's just that Xuanming prefers blue, so if you don't observe carefully, few people can discover Xuanming's hobby. Of course, this does not include Gonggong.

After all, some high-level robes not only have defensive functions, but also have the function of changing colors and styles. Even if an extremely careful cultivator discovered the difference in Xuanming's robes, they would not think that Xuanming had changed into new robes.

After all, who would wear different vestments all the time? Or the same high-end vestments? Still a man!

Therefore, Gonggong, who knew Xuanming's little "hobby", felt really speechless when looking at Xuanming at this moment.

To be honest, Gonggong could not have imagined that Xuanming's obsession with clothing had reached the point of being almost insane, and he actually openly placed so much clothing-related knowledge in the tribe under his jurisdiction.

Gonggong pondered in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Xuanming's move was meaningful. He couldn't help but start to doubt Xuanming's real purpose. Could it be that Xuanming wanted to train a master who could refine top-level robes? You know, this is not an easy task!

However, Gonggong knew very well that Xuanming was definitely not the kind of person who acted blindly without any clue. Recalling the once famous Qingyuan Tianyi Pavilion, the big boss behind it turned out to be Xuanming. The top-quality robes produced by this shop are all rare treasures in the world, which can be said to be hard to come by.

Whenever Qingyuan Tianyi Pavilion launched a new style of vestments, it would cause a great uproar in all circles. Many powerful people and forces heard the news and started a fierce competition to compete for this rare treasure. In that thrilling auction, powerful people from all sides competed to bid, and the scene was so hot that it was astonishing. In the end, the vestments naturally fell into the hands of the highest bidder.

However, the master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you. No matter how much theoretical knowledge Xuanming provides, there must be someone willing to learn and study hard.

As for Gui Jiangye in front of him, whether he is a weapon refiner or not, the fluent manner in which he speaks about everything proves that he has at least a solid theoretical knowledge of clothing.

Gonggong couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too casual in the management of his territory.

It seemed that he really did not leave any inheritance for the local tribes to rely on for survival or to save their lives at critical moments.

To be precise, Gong Gong no longer knew what the Thousand Lakes Hills looked like now. Ever since he came to protect Zhu Jiuyin, he had forgotten about his own territory, the Thousand Lakes Hills, and had not thought about it at all.

Anyway, his territory was mainly composed of lakes and winding rivers, and most of the people living in the Thousand Lakes Hills were aquatic creatures. Whether he was in charge or not, the results would be similar.

As for the twelve divine items of Qianhu Hill, eh! Gonggong blinked his eyes, feeling a little guilty - he carried them with him.

If the challenger fails to find him, then the divine items in Gonggong’s territory will be completely lost!

Subconsciously, Gonggong glanced at Su Xiaoya, and a mysterious feeling arose in his heart - Su Xiaoya was really getting two for one.

Perhaps, Su Xiaoya is really the destined one.

Xuanming had told Gonggong about the process of collecting the previous several kinds of divine items. At first, Gonggong was skeptical. He didn't suspect Xuanming was lying, but he just thought Xuanming might be exaggerating. In his heart, Gonggong was more inclined to believe that the little girl was not as magical as Xuanming said, and at most she just had a little luck.

After all, luck is also part of strength.

However, luck is a thing with too many uncertainties. It would be unrealistic to put all your bets on luck.

In the long-standing Taoist philosophical system, the word "Xuanming" is often used to describe the profound and unfathomable nature of "Tao" that is difficult to express in words. It represents the highest level of manifestation of the laws governing the operation of all things in the universe.

In addition, Xuanming has another nickname - the underworld. This does not just refer to the place of death, but contains a deeper meaning, symbolizing the mystery and unknown of the area governed by Xuanming.

None of the five tribes in Xuanming Plain understood this. But the flying zombie that understood it was a malicious creature with bad intentions, and it was in cahoots with Jin Yaoyang who had touched the edge.

It was only natural that they were finally cleared out. Unfortunately, no one in the five tribes of Xuanming Plains could comprehend the true Dao of Xuanming.

Xuanming could only sigh helplessly.