Xia Epic

Author: Yang Zi
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: The mysterious gate of Helan Mountain rock art has closed. The mysterious gate is about to open. I seem to see you flying into a dream from the royal palace at the foot of Helan Mountain. On Helan Mountain, you ride trees on pale white steeds, the horns of wild sheep lifting the incense smoke for heaven's sacrifice. The hymn of the blind witch leads to the celestial realm. The bones of Bulebu cloud follow the moonlight back to the earth. On Helan Mountain, you wave the banners of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt. The eyes of wild oxes flow with blood. The mysterious gate of Helan Mountain has closed. The mysterious gate is about to open. I seem to see you flying into a dream from the royal palace at the foot of Helan Mountain. On Helan Mountain, you ride trees on pale white steeds, the horns of wild sheep lifting the incense smoke for heaven's sacrifice. The hymn of the blind witch leads to the celestial realm. The bones of Bulebu cloud follow the moonlight back to the earth. On Helan Mountain, you wave the banners of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt.
On Helan Mountain, you blow the flags of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt. The eyes of wild oxen flow with blood. The mysterious gate of Helan Mountain has closed. The mysterious gate is about to open. I seem to see you flying into a dream from the royal palace at the foot of Helan Mountain. On Helan Mountain, you ride trees on pale white steeds, the horns of wild sheep lifting the incense smoke for heaven's sacrifice. The hymn of the blind witch leads to the celestial realm. The bones of Bulebu cloud follow the moonlight back to the earth. On Helan Mountain, you wave the banners of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt.
On Helan Mountain, you blow the flags of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt. The eyes of wild oxen flow with blood. The mysterious gate of Helan Mountain has closed. The mysterious gate is about to open. I seem to see you flying into a dream from the royal palace at the foot of Helan Mountain. On Helan Mountain, you ride trees on pale white steeds, the horns of wild sheep lifting the incense smoke for heaven's sacrifice. The hymn of the blind witch leads to the celestial realm. The bones of Bulebu cloud follow the moonlight back to the earth. On Helan Mountain, you wave the banners of souls. The white fox in the circular pattern breaks free from the hunt.
On Helan Mountain, you walk out of the cave as the clouds disperse. The wise yet foolish black bear grinds its claws on the tree roots. The flying stone from the stone thrower hangs in the air. An arrow falls, another unshot. On Helan Mountain, you stand atop the peak, gazing into the distance. Overlapping handprints and horse hooves drift in the sky. Nudist fighters roar with the cries of women. The golden cat leaps at the fawn but suddenly stops. On Helan Mountain, you tie the crescent to the branches. The ladder to heaven blooms with lightning. Four yellow sheep stand in the belly of a carnivore, carrying green salt. The two-humped camel tramples the stars into the stream.
On Helan Mountain, you call the great bird of the gods. The god of wine, Zhaosir, dances on a snowflake. The third eye of Windup, lying on the cloud horse, opens. The great Buddha on the mountain seems to emerge. His hair flies like the wind, touching the lips of the white clouds. The celestial steed gallops with its own ribs. The wind blows the grass low, and sweet spring gushes from the skin. The awakened shepherd's whip flares up the herd, and the tiger roars in the midst of the cattle. The right hand strikes the left, the chest facing the sun, radiant like a blooming plum blossom. The roe deer's body blooms with shields and celestial bodies. Eyes wide open, the bronze bow cries out. The cries of cranes echo as the shepherd's dog in the trap shakes the blind witch's magic tools. Hunting, foraging, and pastoral life.