Chapter 73: The River of Floating Life

Mandala Festival

The bright red color seemed to be no longer attached to the porcelain bottle, but surrounded the porcelain bottle, and a cluster of flames burned slowly.

Seeing this porcelain, even an outsider Zhuomu Qiangba could recognize it at a glance.

What is a treasure? This is a treasure! Mo Jin's knees softened and he almost knelt on the ground, exclaiming: "Big Red Porcelain! It's Big Red Porcelain!"

Zhuo Muqiangba was just approaching and was grabbed by Mo Jin. Mo Jin looked excited, as if begging Zhuo Muqiangba to listen to him: "Do you know?

Do you know?

The color of red is a symbol of joy and auspiciousness for most countries in the world. You China is no exception. Isn’t this what the red double joy you want to post when getting married?

The same is true for laying the red carpet during major celebrations.

Therefore, at the origin of your Chinese porcelain, all dynasties have pursued red porcelain, but in the ancient porcelain world, it is generally believed that big red porcelain has never been successfully fired! Because all experts believe that as long as big red porcelain appears in the world, it will definitely be fired in large quantities and will definitely be recorded in history. They have never found any sample, there are no fragments, and they have not even found any records.

What's more, those experts believe that before the 20th century, people never prepared glaze colors that could be burned into red. Even if the Ming Xuande sacrificed red, it was famous for its cream like jade and red like chicken blood. It was recorded that nine pieces were burned into it, but it was still extinct in the world.

In other words, it was only in the past 10 or 20 years that experts have re-fired the red porcelain. When did this be made?

Check out the year?

What's this?

Princess Wencheng’s dowry to Tibet! More than 600 AD, look, look! It was nearly 1,500 years earlier than the appearance of the big red porcelain in the eyes of historians!”

"Why are there no records of this batch of porcelain on Princess Wencheng's dowry list?"

Zhuo Muqiangba and his team worked countless times to find several versions of Princess Wencheng's dowry.

Mo Jin's words left Zhuo Muqiangba speechless: "The lists you found were all described by later generations based on imagination.

The list at that time was probably lost in the war long ago, and even history has disappeared, let alone a small list?"

Zhuo Muqiangba sighed with emotion: "Another peerless product!"

Mo Jin repeated the "peerless lone product" and slowly approached, slowly stretching out his hand, as if he was about to touch the flame beside the porcelain bottle. As soon as he touched the outside of the flame, he trembled with his lips: "The legendary craft - ice and fire!"

Seeing that Zhuo Mu Qiangba didn't understand, Mo Jin explained again: "I have collected modern big red porcelain crafts. The red one is just a layer of bright red on the surface of the porcelain. Although it also has a moist color, it is compared with the legendary craft "ice and fire"..." He shook his head and said: "You also saw that this big red porcelain bottle is wrapped in fire, and you can see that layer of fire from a distance.

In ancient notes and novels, people will even be burned when they approach this kind of porcelain bottle. But if they keep sincere, the fire will not only not be hot, but will instead have a slight coolness of ice."

Zhuo Mu Qiangba touched his arm slightly, feeling similar to the Qingtian bottle in front of him. The natural coolness of thin ice is not bone-black, and the face is not cold.

Looking at Mo Jin's focused expression, he reminded: "There should be something ahead?"

"Of course, let me see again."

In Mo Jin's eyes, Zhuomu Qiangba had long been ignored.

Zhuomu Qiangba stepped forward alone, and another hundred steps stood up.

However, this bottle is different from the one in front. It seems to be chiseled out of jade, but compared with jade, it has a little more ice crystal texture, transparent whole body and pure emerald color.

What is even more amazing is that through the bottle, you can see something in the bottle, like a round crystal ball with a fist size.

"Mo Jin, come and see, what is this?"

Zhuo Muqiangba vaguely caught a clue, as if he had seen similar items somewhere, and could not remember them for a moment.

Mo Jin seemed to leave Hong Sihuo with complaints all over his body, and Zhuo Mu Qiangba said: "What should I call this?

Cui Rubi?"

Mo Jin said: "Strangely, this is not a porcelain bottle, but a glass bottle. Do you know why glass in ancient China was not called glass?

Just because most of them are colored crafts, not practical colorless utensils in the Mesopotamia.

In ancient China, glazed glass was regarded as a kind of jewelry that can be refined manually.

However, this glass bottle has an elegant shape, flawless body, and a color comparable to jade, with a turquoise green color.

I dare to assert that there is absolutely no piece of glassware that can be compared with it."

Zhuo Muqiangba didn't want to hear this and asked, "Did you see what's inside?"

What's the point?"

Mo Jin sucked it and made a "hiss" sound, but in the end he couldn't say anything. It seemed that he didn't know much about glassware than his understanding of ancient porcelain.

Zhuo Muqiangba wanted to take one out and take a look, but found that the things that looked like crystal balls were larger in diameter than the bottle mouth and could not be poured out.

I could only reach out and touch it. It was round and smooth, really like a crystal ball, but it did not have the texture of a crystal. It was more appropriate to make it a stone ball, but when I held it in my hand, I felt that these stone balls were very light.

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Does these things also contain in those bottles?"

He couldn't help but be even more surprised. He felt extremely light when he picked up the bottle just now. If the bottle was still filled with these stone balls, the weight of the bottle could be called as light as a feather.

"You'll know if you look?"

Mo Jin ran forward again, and then the porcelain bottle that appeared in their eyes was obviously Bai Saixue.

"Legendary craft-Flying Clouds and Waterfalls."

Before he could get close to the white porcelain bottle, Mo Jin suddenly shouted.

The entire porcelain bottle is carved like white jade, as snow-hard as frost, and a circle of white halos emitted from the whole body, like an arrow, and the color is like a huge glacier in Antarctica that no one has ever entered. The pure white reveals a very light blue.

Mo Jin no longer knew how to express his feelings, and repeated the legendary craft over and over again: "Flowing clouds and waterfalls, one waterfall is stacked with nine streams.

This kind of porcelain, from a distance, looks like white clouds pouring down from the mist of the mountain, surging and surging. If you stare at it closely, you will find that it seems that the will of heaven is already cold, you can see the colorful fallen flowers on the bottle and countless snowflakes flying like scattered.

Taking it from nature and returning to nature is the realm that ancient porcelain makers pursue throughout their lives.

Those Europeans burned bone porcelain in the 18th century and thought they had surpassed Chinese craftsmanship. How could that pale, compared to real natural white, be like the white of nature? What is their craft, compared to legendary craftsmanship, and what is it?”

What made Mo Jin even more excited was that looking forward from this position, the entire corridor extends endlessly, and the porcelain bottles standing quietly at the base of the wall were dazzling, a whole row...

Mo Jin was like a three-year-old child, running around the corridor, looking at this and touching that...

"Legendary Craft!"

"Legendary Craft!"

"Legendary Craft!"

...

Tears of excitement finally burst out. Mo Jin stood in the middle of the porcelain bottle, spreading his hands, as if he wanted to catch the invisible treasure falling from the sky. Tears spread on his face, but a loud laugh came out from his mouth: "Hahahaha..." The more he laughed, the more he burst into tears, and his whole body was trembling. Zhuo Mu Qiangba saw that Mo Jin's emotions had exceeded his control. I am afraid that if he asked him to look at two more, his consciousness would become unconscious.

Mo Jin could not be lost in this jewelry aura. Zhuo Mu Qiangba did not hesitate and gave him a heavy hand knife behind Mo Jin's head. Mo Jin fell down. In fact, even if Zhuo Mu Qiangba didn't knock him, Mo Jin would be so laughing or crying that he couldn't stand firm.

Zhuo Muqiangba set up Mo Jin, ignored the dazzling porcelain, and wanted to find a way out in this corridor.

Before he could walk, Mo Jin woke up, but the burst of laughter and crying seemed to drain his strength. He leaned against Zhuo Muqiangba with some conscience and said, "Do you know, every piece of art here, whether it is floor tiles, wall paintings, or glass, can only be described as unique, not to mention those porcelain bottles, all of which are subversive porcelain.

I can tell you this way, even if we see not complete shapes, even if we see only a pile of fragments, you will throw an atomic bomb to the porcelain world in the world. Their views on the history of porcelain and their understanding of the inheritance of ancient porcelain skills in the world will undergo a revolutionary subversion."

Zhuo Muqiangba ignored him and only held his arm and dragged him forward. Mo Jin continued: "Tell any porcelain you see, and ask him if there is such porcelain. I am sure he will answer you--there is no possibility! Because those porcelain appraisal experts only look at the palace booklets and only look at the collector list. How could they know the true legendary porcelain! Those palace booklets have been destroyed for thousands of years, and how many have been preserved?

How many of the top secrets in the palace will be recorded truthfully?

How many are left in the hands of collectors?

How many of them would study the novels of gods and monsters after the Tang Dynasty and would inquire about the myths and stories that were passed down by word of mouth among the people?

Hum... Novelist Yan! They would never believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes!"

Mo Jin was excited again, and Zhuo Mu Qiangba clearly felt that Mo Jin's body was sobbing: "Any ancient craft will mostly go through such a process: gradually develop until the peak, and then start to go downhill until it is lost.

In the history of Chinese porcelain, everyone in history has recognized Song porcelain as the peak period of porcelain firing, and then gradually declined. Only I firmly believe that Tang porcelain is the pinnacle of Chinese porcelain! Almost all legendary porcelains were found in the prosperous period of the early Tang Dynasty. At that time, the productivity of the Tang Empire represented the highest level of productivity in the world.

Many crafts have reached their peak, but unfortunately, one in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms is in chaos. The Tang Dynasty crafts that can be truly passed down can be said to be in one out of ten. Even if one out of a hundred is left, one out of a thousand is not an exaggeration.

As a result, when we investigated later generations, many skills were verified from Japan and Central Asian countries. In fact, the one that was really closest to the Tang Dynasty and inherited the most craftsmanship should be Tubo. This temple contains the pinnacle of the time! Those fine works that were not passed down from generation to generation are all in it... all in it..."

Along the way, tears kept sliding down Mojin's chin and splashing to the ground, making a "tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-t

In order to keep Mo Jin awake and rational, Zhuo Muqiangba had to emphasize: "Don't be too excited, don't forget that these are coral reefs, coral reefs!"

The so-called coral reef is the statement Mo Jin made when explaining to Zhuomu Qiangba.

According to their family's research, the treasures of Shambala can be divided into three levels. Those scattered outside Pabala are estimated to be the value of those treasures discovered by Fuma. They followed the name of Fuma and called them sand grains on the beach; and the furnishings and displays along the Pabala Temple are called beautiful coral reefs in the ocean, and their value should be higher than the treasures discovered by Fuma; and those that need to be opened with the keys assigned by the messenger and hidden in the core part of the temple are the miracle that was bred in the ocean - pearls! But for now, it is just some coral reefs that are like this. Zhuomu Qiangba cannot imagine what the pearls should be like.

Sure enough, when he heard Zhuo Muqiangba’s prompt, Mo Jin smiled mockingly. He was satisfied with seeing these coral reefs and was no longer asking for pearls.

After walking for so long, Zhuomu Qiangba seemed to have some understanding of this temple.

This temple is probably a bit like a pyramid structure, with a large bottom and a small top. From the glass window, you can see the castle-like building below.

Of course, it is not certain that the castle-like building at the bottom of the lake is the bottom of the temple.

Because this temple is a bit outrageously large, their location should be at the top of the temple. Judging from the arc of the corridor, it looks like a conical spire, but the circle is very large and the arc is almost impossible to see. Half of the circular corridor is exposed at the bottom of the lake, and the other half should be hidden in the belly of the mountain.

Zhuomongba didn't know that the route they took was almost two concentric spirals drawn in the opposite direction, only one was on the inside and the other on the outside.

Zhuomangba even wondered whether this temple uses the third-level platform as the peak entrance and opens up the entire third-level platform downwards?

Based on the mid-abdomen of the entire Himalayas, a temple is built, with a straight line of nearly 7,000 meters! If this is true, then this temple is undoubtedly the largest artificial building that Zhuomangba can imagine.

He suddenly thought, why was there a slope there when they climbed to the second floor at the bottom?

Could it be the bottom of the temple?

In this way, the three-story platform of Mount Sumeru is just three balconies outside the temple?

Then the underground sea is the reservoir of the temple?

Zhuo Muqiangba was startled by his thoughts and his face changed.

If there is such a building, then the so-called eight miracles of the world and the ten miracles, the total amount of the project is less than one-tenth of that of the temple!
To be continued...