Going down the winding and steep path, Anli stepped into Anhuo City.

In hundreds of millions of years, this city finally welcomed the first living Trifoliate.

She walked on the silent avenue, and the fluorescent light above her head made the city look mysterious and dark. Only her shadow moved in the light, and everything else was still.

It seems that not only the buildings, but also the shadows here have remained unchanged since eternity.

The Sanye people once thought that they were its masters, but in the end, years and time proved it.

They are just passing by.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

Every footsteps followed the street away, and then faint echoes came from the distance.

After walking for a long time, Anli stood in front of a fountain pool.

Looking through the high spray of the spring water, I saw a temple, one of the nine ceremonial temples in the past - the Ice Temple.

Various rituals, such as the oil ritual, the ointment ritual, the sugar ritual, the noodle ritual, etc., all evolved step by step from the original ice ritual, and they all started from this ice temple.

"Ice Temple!"

Anli finally arrived here.

At this time, the ghost in the necklace on her chest also appeared.

Float next to her and follow her around the temple.

"Let's rest here." The ghost said when he walked to a house.

Anli entered the room and took a look. It was mostly empty, but some stone tables and chairs were still there.

Anli sat on the chair and looked at the window.

Everything seems familiar.

It seems like I did this a long time ago.

"This is the library." The books in the library are still there. When the scroll is unfolded, you can still see the corners that have been damaged by reading it many times.

"This is the prayer room. We used to come here often." Anli is a devout believer, but the main temple outside is open to the public. She prefers to pray to the gods alone in the prayer room.

"This is the ritual workshop." The former ritual temple was not only a temple, but also a huge material production base. It was precisely because of the existence of the ritual temple that the civilization of the Trileaf people was pushed to its peak.

An Li walked between the huge workshops and warehouses, where she used to be in charge.

Countless amounts of food, sugar, and oil come from here to support the entire Xiinsai Kingdom.

These rituals created by her teacher Lan En can be said to have become the basis for the rise of civilization.

Food is the most critical resource in any era. This place is so important that Vivien arranged for Anli to guard it here and not allow any accidents to occur here.

Anli has seen everything here, and it seems that she gradually has a more familiar outline of her former self in her mind.

Billions of years ago, she once lived here, guarding the civilization of Xiinsai.

Billions of years later, she returned here again.

And at this time.

Only in the depths of this forbidden land of death, under the power of the giant god Ruhe.

These remaining three-leaf talents can find some afterglow of past civilization and time.

When he walked to the statue of Yinsai in the main temple, the ghost suddenly spoke.

"The stuff is here."

At first, Anli thought that the ghost was talking about things left by Lan En.

"Is it something left by Teacher Lan En?"

She was so pleasantly surprised that she didn't expect it to be so easy.

She has already made preparations to live here permanently for a while.

However, after opening the secret compartment, it was discovered that it was a bone book.

It records spiritual activation techniques, how to use curse seals, and a large number of ancient magical techniques such as "Divine Grace Technique".

However, when I turned to the back, I saw the first line above.

"I am Anli, a student of Lan En, the second generation sage of truth!"

This is clearly something left behind by the former Anli.

An Li had heard Ghost talk about this before, but she didn't know the specific location. At this moment, she held the book in her hand, feeling a little disappointed but also a little amused.

"It's the book we left behind."

"That's telling me."

"Do I still have to do some things myself?"

But then, Anli still sat in the temple and read her autobiography in detail under the statue of Insai.

When she closed it, Anli gained another layer of understanding about her past self.

She looked at the temple, paying attention to every detail in the temple.

"I always felt that my stories were a bit unreal before, but now that I am here, they feel too real."

"It's as real as if I really lived here not long ago, as if I just left not long ago."

After coming here and seeing so much, Anli finally fulfilled one of her long-held wishes.

Next, she will carefully search for the things left by her teacher Lan En.

Anli raised her head and looked at the tall temple walls, walking around in the temple while talking to herself.

"you say."

"If the teacher would also leave something in the place where he has stayed the longest, his hometown, and the most glorious and memorable place in his youth."

"What could it be?"

"What could it be?"

As Anli was talking, she suddenly saw her own bone book.

An Li couldn't figure it out before because she was not in the same position and situation as her teacher Lan En.

And hundreds of millions of years later, when she looked back, she suddenly realized that her last moment situation was, in a sense, very similar to Lan En's situation at that time.

"You won't be like me before, leaving behind the inheritance of the Temple of Truth, right?"

When Anli thought about it, it was really possible.

When Lan En reached this stage, what he was most worried about was the severance of the inheritance of the Temple of Truth.

Especially in that era when evil gods were raging and the entire Xiinsai was on the verge of collapse.

In order to prevent the Temple of Truth from being destroyed, Lan En directly let the Island of Mist drift on the sea, constantly changing its location, just because he was afraid that the villain in the bottle would find the location of the Temple of Truth.

Under such circumstances, it is very reasonable for Lan En to have the idea to place a copy of the inheritance of the Temple of Truth in another place.

Once you have a goal, you no longer just look around in confusion, but become more targeted.

Anli immediately followed this idea and began to search for things that Lan En might have hidden in the Ice Temple and Anhuo City.

"Since it is an inheritance, then it should probably be a bone book prop inscribed with a lot of knowledge using divine magic, just like me?"

"Maybe it's a gem with a shadow?"

"Or a scroll, a stone tablet, a stone tablet?"

"In order to prevent others from discovering it, the teacher must have used very special magic to disguise it as an ordinary object, just like me."

Anli searched around the Ice Temple, but couldn't find anything suspicious, so she asked the ghost.

"Do you think it won't be in the Ice Temple, but somewhere else where Mr. Lan En once lived or stayed?"

Ghost: "You have looked for these places before, but you didn't find them."

An Li said: "I didn't find it before, but it is definitely different from now."

In the past, those fourth-level magical arts might have escaped Anli's supervision, but now that Anli has the power of myth, the situation is naturally different.

Anli left the Ice Temple and stepped into Lan En's former residence.

Lan En's former residence was transformed into a prayer hall in one of the districts of Anhuo City after he resigned as the chief priest of the Ice Temple.

There are also portraits of the first-generation saints, second-generation saints, first-generation, second- and third-generation saints hanging in the church, leaving many traces of former priests.

However, the portrait of Vivien, the third generation sage, was hung up later. The former had been hanging there since Lan En's time.

Anli searched for bone books, scrolls, slates and other things again, but she still couldn't find them.

The power of myth seems to have no effect at this moment.

Finally, Anli looked at the hanging portraits.
To be continued...