Looking down along the ridgeline of Shuanglong Mountain, there is a thousand-year-old temple located in the maple-red cang leaf forest. The buildings with green tiles and flying rafts are surrounded by a quiet and endless stream.
A monk came to the stream to fetch water with his footsteps like the wind. He suddenly heard the ancient and quiet ringing of bells. He raised his hands to cover his eyebrows and looked back. He saw a dazzling golden light burning at the end of the darkness, like the birth of a fire dragon, and the sun was tearing apart.
Darkness shone across the earth, accompanied by the crow of cocks, which seemed to break the boundary between yin and yang. The sound of birdsong was endless, and the cries of animals resounded throughout the bushes.
On the mountain road, two uninvited visitors were climbing up the blue stone steps. The man had jet black hair, a handsome face and a leisurely look. He was wearing a blue robe floating out of the dust, like a god descended from the world, wearing a warrior's attire.
The woman was carrying a sheathed sword on her back, with a pretty face but a curious look on her face. She was Lester and Riven who were heading to the Palace of Eternal Life early in the morning.
"It's hard to imagine that there is such beautiful scenery in this world. I originally thought that Feidelite was beautiful enough, but I didn't expect that Shuanglong Mountain is as good as Shuoyin Mountain."
Looking at the dawn light at the end of the mountain, Riven was a little distracted.
Unexpectedly, Riven, who looked tough and focused, was also a sentimental woman, so Lester said a few more words.
“It’s not just Fidelite and the Palace of Eternity, there are so many magnificent and magnificent scenery in Rune Land, but most of them are hidden in the dark and unknown to the public.
Demacia's Forbidden Stone Forest, Dragon Bird Cliffs in the Urus Mountains, Dragon's Lair on Dragon Island, Star Trail Temple on Shadow Island, Ship Burial Cemetery in the Sea of Watchers, and Sacred Forest in Omika Aran
, the elemental tower of Ixtar, the frozen fortress of Freljord, the Temple of the Serpent Mother in Bilgewater Bay, the vast abyss of the Sea of Conqueror...
Those places are equally exquisite and unforgettable and can be called beautiful scenery, but few people visit them. Exceptional people may only witness one in their lifetime. A small number of people can never leave their ancestral land in their lifetime. They are born in the old place and buried in the old place.
It’s like being bound by heaven and earth.”
Hearing this, Riven withdrew her gaze from Dalha and looked at her master silently. After that, you just vaguely thought that your master had not had too many stories and memories in his long life, until you heard Lyle at this moment.
Ma said so few things that were unheard of, but the boy had no real sense of the breadth of a woman's life.
"Please say."
"Do you know why the two donors are waiting here so late?"
Sitting under the futon, when Riven stood still in front of her, Lerma took the initiative to speak.
Taking a deep look at Lai Huangyun, Ioni nodded slightly.
"Riven, does she mean the theory of reincarnation?"
Lerma still didn't feel anything when Ione said that, but when she thought about how she was a dry and tough old man when dealing with Shuanglong Mountain, it felt like the tide was coming in very quickly.
"You believe it."
When I get along with the wise man behind me, I can easily forget that the bad old men in Shuanglongshan were all bad old men.
Ioanni, who was full of contrast, calmly rolled his eyes and said calmly.
Ioni raised her head and stared at Lerma.
Holding it in both hands, I leaned forward and handed over the blooming spirit bracelet, and Ioni said seriously.
"I am sure that a person will be dead before he dies and be annihilated in the River Styx. When this person lives in that world, he will not have so many sudden touches.
Thinking that Huang Yunye's speaking level was so low, Lerma was kept silent for a while, and it took a while before she spoke.
"The two donors, they came too early, the temple has not yet welcomed guests..."
Yes, it must be said that Shuanglong Mountain in that life was not suitable for teaching scriptures to people. If he had grown smaller and replaced the high-cut robe with slits outside the game, I am afraid it would have directly raised the moral cultivation of the entire Presidio.
Standard, the so-called disaster in the world is like this.
"Do you know how to address your Excellency in that life?"
As the holy land of Presidence, the [Hall of Eternal Existence] is the most revered place by the people of Kalmaya. The thousand-year-old temple represents the spirit of Huangyun Yeya that has been passed down for thousands of years, and is also the soul of Kalmaya in every life.
The place of residence of [Shuanglong Mountain].
"As for these memories, they are all disturbed. Who can determine who you were in the past, and how can you determine who you are now?"
Sitting outside the pavilion in the temple gate, Lai Huangyun took out the dry food and the bamboo tube containing the clear spring and placed it under the stone table. Riven also disliked the vulgarity, so she and Lerma ate cleanly, and the two of them greeted each other.
The refreshing and moist mountain breeze watched the sun rise lower and lower. Finally, with a bell ringing, the vermilion main door of the temple opened hurriedly, and none of the Shuoji monks came towards the pavilion in a roundabout way. He glanced at the two of them and fixed his gaze.
Under the measurable Lerma, let’s get straight to the point.
Having said that, Lerma smiled to herself. Today, there is still a statue of Sturt in Demacia's Sturt Garden. After many repairs, the statue's face is still not very different from Huang Yun himself. For Demacia,
To the Macians, this is just a legend living in words and history, but to me, this is an old friend who appears before my eyes.
Duo Nan's cherry lips moved slightly, and his voice was as clear and sweet as an oriole, but his tone of voice was old-fashioned, exactly like a young mother who had gone through menopause at the age of eighty.
The reason why I brought Riven to the Palace of Eternal Existence that time was for something else. It was for the Twin Dragon Mountains, or for the eldest girl Ione who had just been reincarnated for a long time.
"Because the yellow cloud leaves are not spiritual to the monks in the Hall of Eternal Life, the firewood burned by the monks will only be taken from Dalha."
"Huang Yunye is waiting outside the Palace of Samsara. Two distinguished guests, please come with you."
"Last night, you, you dreamed about the bad boy in your dream, and you also dreamed about him, but the person who was with him was you. I'm sure... you mean sure, she really didn't reincarnate.
In terms of reincarnation, is the man hugging him in the dream your next life?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "He is the first person to know that you are Shuanglongshan and ask you for your name. For the time being, he cannot call you Ioni."
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"You came there for two things. In the whole of Kalmaya, only Ioni can give you the answer."
The monk took it solemnly, put his hands together and bowed before going in.
There was soothing incense burning in the hall, and a brown-haired man in his early tenth year was sitting cross-legged under the futon, holding an ancient soul-blooming bracelet in his hand, staring at the visitor with a pair of turbid eyes,
"In the name of Ioni, Lord Lerma, thank you for your teachings."
After a pause, Ioni raised her head.
Are you thinking that every touching experience in life comes from the unfinished fate of the next life... It's like... it's like, somehow, you met him..."
"This man had dull blond hair, scars all over his body, and a small sword in his hand. He killed bad guys and bad guys..."
"You can still vaguely remember the grief placed under this object... In the Lerma Pavilion, you'd better collect such a valuable object yourself. You haven't let the monks of the Palace of Eternal Existence remember your appearance yet.
The last time I was there, you couldn’t come directly to the Palace of Samsara to find you.”
Perhaps my remarks just now resonated with Ioni. Lerma found that Ioni's attitude was obviously much better than just after the contact. At this moment, Shuanglongshan was communicating with me as Ioni. Ioni
But he was a boy in his early ten years, so it was reasonable for him to be so respectful to me.
Nodding, Lai Huangyun took away the blooming spirit bracelet and looked serious.
"No, but there must be no firewood to burn her mind in order to dispel the darkness."
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, an elderly monk who was not carrying a load of firewood stopped Lerma and the two of them took the initiative to explain. His expressions were tangled and he didn't seem to be troubled.
"Can I tell you what he, the man in his dream, looks like?"
"This can only explain one thing."
"Ioni has remembered what you said."
"Ioni, who can recognize that you are influenced by me, is far better than Shuanglongshan in the past. A truly weak person lies in the fact that I have little strength, and it only depends on whether I can stick to my own strength amidst all the disturbances.
original intention,
"In this case, the monk still has to go chop firewood. I am afraid that he can accompany the two donors to the mountain to visit the temple. Please Haihan. Please help yourself, the two donors."
Ioni, from that point of view, you admire him very much. Others may call him Shuanglongshan, but he has not forgotten who he is. You really hope that he can continue to stick to his true heart and use his own
To see the world with your own eyes, you shape your future through the ancient soul called 'Huang Yunye'."
"After you heard that the Palace of Eternal Life found Shuanglong Mountain some time ago, you later visited your old friend."
"Based on Shuanglong Mountain's understanding of you, I think Lerma Pavilion came to see you that time to reminisce about old times."
Riven looked at Lerma, and Lai Huangyun shook his head.
Rubbing the corners of her eyes, Lerma stood up and clasped her hands together.
With a heavy sigh, Lerma kept her head down and walked straight ahead, no matter how little she said. Sensing Lerma's emotions, Riven didn't say much, silently took half a step forward and followed him.
"Sir Lerma did so little for Kalmaya, how could you forget the past of Laihuangyun Pavilion? It seems that the woman who is most profound in your memory is not Lerma."
"Is this thing a keepsake between him and Shuanglong Mountain?"
"True faith?"
"Boss, have you personally witnessed all the places he mentioned?"
Lai Huangyun smiled faintly.
Before nodding to the elder, Lai Huangyun motioned to Riven to take up the Rune Blade. Riven took the Rune Blade and handed it to the monk who took the initiative. When Lerma took the lead in retreating from the Palace of Reincarnation, Riven
He followed him step by step, and when both of them entered the hall, the small door closed hastily.
"Appreciate further details."
"Do the plants and trees in Dalha have spiritual energy?"
The monk put his hands together and bowed.
Caught off guard by Lerma's question, Riven held her head high in thought for a while and said solemnly.
"The elders of the temple also taught you this. Maybe you will become Shuanglongshan like this in the future... But at most at this moment, you are still Huang Yunye."
"Old friend? Do you know who the donor is?"
It is estimated that now, only Poppy in the entire Demacia will remember what Ste looks like...
After a moment of silence, Riven turned her head to look at Chu Yang in the horizon, her special ruby eyes glowing with a simple light that seemed to be reverence, but also fear.
Riven scratched her head.
Being stared at by Lerma, Riven didn't feel guilty. In response to Lerma's eyes, there was a special sadness like the withering autumn leaves.
Returning to the monk, Lerma and Riven watched the monk go up the mountain.
"That's right. You've been there. If you go again, you might be able to find traces of your past. These traces are probably as far away as ancient civilizations for people today."
Riwen looked up and saw that the small door of the temple was completely open, and a monk wearing cassocks came to the pavilion accompanied by seven elders, looking very humble and respectful.
Thinking of that, Lai Huangyun also bowed and took the Blooming Spirit Bracelet with both hands. His fingertips accidentally touched Duo Nan's warm and jade-like palms, his heart wavered slightly, and he slowly pressed on it.
Speaking of which, the boy didn't seem to be in a daze.
"No problem, you will wait until the temple opens before entering the temple, which will embarrass them."
Lerma handed over a cloth bundle, and the monk took it in his hand, waiting for Lerma's explanation.
The bells of the Palace of Eternal Existence echoed in the sky below Dalha, interrupting the conversation between the two.
The word 'deceased' was too light. Riven, who wanted to liven up the atmosphere, had to stop the topic, but Lerma took the initiative to speak.
"Whether you know whether you should call him rebellious or low-minded, you know that everyone in Shuanglong Mountain after him will regard the spirit of Kalmaya as their only self."
Entering from the main entrance of the temple, Lai, Huangyun and the two walked down the steps, gradually passing through the temple houses on both sides, and finally came to the Palace of Samsara surrounded by the forest of soul-returning flowers.
"So, he still has memories that can digest the past? Can he still recognize you?"
"I also ask the humble monk to pass this thing to Shuanglong Mountain. Shuanglong Mountain will know it at a glance."
I always felt that Lai Huangyun was thinking about something rude. Concerned about whether he had any evidence, Ioni could only increase her crisp and pleasant tone.
"It's time for the elder to lead the way."
Yes, it seems that I was attracted to Shuanglong Mountain in that life. It was because Shuanglong Mountain in that life was a game character, and what attracted me was Ioni's own unique charm.
Being remembered by Shuang Longshan, who is also a woman, is definitely a pleasant memory, but Shuang Long playing with a pearl is just a hypothesis.
Staring at the boy behind his eyes, Lai Huangyun's voice suddenly became less hoarse.
Many men with rough and pretty looks were wearing a green diamond-shaped gemstone headband behind their foreheads, and a men's monk's robe covered their bodies tightly. Even so, Lerma could still see the proud and upright figure on the narrow monk's robe.
place.
"Yes, this is a token between you and a deceased loved one."
"Chopping firewood, especially down the mountain? Why should I go up the mountain?"
Lerma raised a brow.
"It's polite. I'm sure he didn't have any life problems that needed to be explained before. He couldn't come to you. Although you didn't live as long as Shuanglong Mountain, you still lived a thousand years slower. At most, you are inferior to Shuanglong in terms of life principles.
