Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapters in the name of you
The deer walks alone, the sky is still bright, the sun is about to fall behind Yuanliu Mountain, and the sun and moon are still the celestial bodies that mark time. But the time here is not linear. The time coordinates here are spatial coordinates. If it is not moving towards
If you walk in the direction of Yuanliu Mountain, the sun will not move. The space here is also time. There is only one way and one area to go, which is the pilgrimage road.
We have to follow the damaged, ultra-ancient ruins to reach Yuanliu Mountain. This is not the first time for Lu Zhengkang... He knows that the real danger is at the foot of the mountain, where the power of Yuanzhu turns into wind and snow and floats in the sky, hunting and killing them.
Those who fell from the stars had their bodies and minds frozen into ice stone.
Falling Star has no body and no pain. The only danger is that the robes on it will be frozen and torn to pieces. These are past experiences. If these things are broken and dusted, Falling Star will die, and the runes will be exposed and become a source of pain.
The legacy of latecomers.
The greatest danger is forgetting.
Death is forgetfulness, and attachment is the greatest forgetfulness. Forgetting is the ending, and the ending will also lead to forgetting. There is no death after forgetting. After forgetting, everything is in vain. All glory and pain disappear, the waves of the universe calm down, and the heartstrings
The vibration subsided. Forget about this thing, it was so clean that it was unbelievable.
But in short, if the fallen star still remembers its own existence, it will not die. If two fallen stars walk together, they can call each other's true name by singing, they can warm each other... and remember each other's names.
Falling Star is selfless. Helping others succeed in their pilgrimage is the only achievement in this desolate land.
Lu Zhengkang didn't know if he could meet a companion this time... Maybe, that's great, they can - Lu Zhengkang was walking in the desert, and he saw the sanctuary in front of him, which was naturally ruined -
It would be best if the Falling Stars have companions who can sing to give each other strength and activate each other's tassels so that they can fly. If they meet experienced players, experienced Falling Stars, or even those mysterious ancient white robes
Falling Star couldn't be better.
It's just that he doesn't have any hope that he will definitely meet someone. In such a difficult journey, any expectation and waiting are luxurious and thrilling. Don't expect to have companions, or even be more direct, don't have expectations.
Lu Zhengkang looked down at his red robe. The fine lines on it were each a story, a story of his avatar. The more stories it carried, the tougher the red robe became...it was better than no toughness.
When being attacked by Xuntian Floating, no matter how tough the red robe is, it is just a piece of tattered paper. Only he can understand these stories, and he takes a look at them from time to time, so that he can know who their names are.
Okay, my name is Lu Zhengkang, that's very clear.
This piece of runes is the Hollow Knight, this piece is the Deer Yuan Bodhisattva, this piece is the Three-Eyed Troll, this piece is the Assassin... It turns out that my past is so rich, why don't I realize it in the past.
He looked down in fascination, then suddenly raised his head. On the sky, behind Yuanliu Mountain, there was a star flying in the sky. It was a falling star. Was he a new viewer? Or had he completed a reincarnation from Yuanliu Mountain?
The liberated person who wants to leave? Lu Zhengkang stared and chased, the meteor trailed, what a beautiful comet tail, like falling snowflakes.
The more beautiful the world is, the greater the sin is forgetting.
Lu Zhengkang withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward. He arrived at the sanctuary. On the ruins of buildings that could be seen everywhere, ancient torn cloth strips were fluttering against the wind and sand, like lingering spirits, on the ruins of time and silence.
.Lu Zhengkang sings this song
Some extremely ancient cloth strips were lit up, and the light burned them out. Then, red silk cloth flew out. Many silk cloths were corpses and souls. These ancient ruins, death has not been forgotten.
, they light up the tassels of Lu Zhengkang.
Singing evokes memories - and thus brings these ancient remains to life.
He was going to the Pilgrim Gate on the other side of the broken bridge of the sanctuary.
However, there is no need to rush. He explored here, the decadent paradise half-buried by the wind and sand, and there were many more things buried. He found three runes here, a total of three. These runes extended his tassels a lot, and now
, he can fly further. In addition, there are murals on the ancient pilgrimage road. After activating the monument with singing, the murals will appear, telling the story of the ancient white robes who built the upper realm.
These have not yet been forgotten.
Lu Zhengkang suddenly saw a white robe flying past in the distance. He ignored it and looked like a bird. He was startled and hurried to chase after it, but the white robe disappeared far away, leaving only a sound.
Clear singing: Phoenix.
Phoenix, this is the rune of the falling star.
Stunned, Lu Zhengkang flew over the broken bridge, and the man had completely disappeared. The upper edge was a superposition of countless time and space, and the phoenix appeared in front of his eyes, but in fact, they were just two straight lines slightly intertwined.
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It was a white robe. Lu Zhengkang was envious in his heart: the ancients, they had tassels as long as comet tails, endless mana, and absolutely firm memories. They repeated reincarnation again and again, trying hard to extend the upper limit.
Maybe, I will postpone forgetting and fight against the torrent of destiny again and again.
Such achievements are incomprehensible to those low-level beings with names like mayflies and grasses, and there is no need to understand that many things do not matter unless we stand at the same height.
At the pilgrim gate, Lu Zhengkang sang to wake up the steles on both sides of the ancient Falling Star Monument. Then, a pillar of light was cast in front of the Falling Star Monument, which was as clear as the sky. Lu Zhengkang stepped into the pillar of light and sat down cross-legged.
He fell into meditation.
The world of meditation is pure white, which blurs all traces like chaos... In the depths of pure white, a tall man in white robe slowly floats out. Lu Zhengkang looks up, looking up at the majestic white-robed elder.
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The white-robed elder sang softly, and then the pure white light faded, and Lu Zhengkang saw: an extremely ancient memory.
The fate flow in the origin flow mountain bursts out, this is the beginning of everything, everything starts from it, the concept is born, the universe is born, life is born, the ancients in life pursue the power of fate flow, it is Mana, it is also
Memory, they used this to build a grand kingdom in the land of destiny.
The memory faded, and the light of the ancient Falling Star Monument in front of Lu Zhengkang's eyes had dimmed. Similarly, the pilgrim gate slowly opened.
He marched forward... At the bright end of the deep corridor behind the door, there seemed to be a small shadow, singing: Tai.
Lu Zhengkang hurriedly sang: "Deer."
However, the man didn't respond and suddenly jumped up - another one left.
Lu Zhengkang chased him but failed to see him again.
Rushing through the corridor - facing me, the light reflected on the edge of the desert is like soft pink thin cherry blossoms, and the sky is as blue as a mirror.
The closer we get to Yuanliu Mountain, the lower the sun sets.
Lu Zhengkang looked down at his robe, always bearing his name in mind.