Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters holy water patio
Shengshui Tianjing, Lu Zhengkang came to this area, and was very close to the end. It was like the passage at the end of the writing, with a dual contradiction of coldness and depression. The door to Yuanliu Mountain was about to open, and this step into
The process to the end is still orderly, like a finely meshed gear structure. A journey can be so short that it engulfs the memory, or it can be so long that it is unforgettable.
He hesitated here for a while.
The deep patio surrounds the central high pillar, the tower in the well, and the central axis. Lu Zhengkang admires all the buildings here. He knows that every grain of sand in the land of Yuanliu is the universe, and the man-made structures in front of him are just sand.
Polymers, in terms of processing technology, allow viewers to create things out of thin air. For the creatures in the sandstone universe that make up these buildings, they have no idea what the world they live in looks like.
Everything in the universe is just a slight ripple, and there is a universe in atoms. Every wave and every particle can be infinitely vast. If so, standing in the highest dimension is no different from living in one dimension. Neither does Lu Zhengkang
He feels that his existence is incredible. After all, he is in the most incredible place of fate.
The form of the legal principle is higher than the content of the fate. If the specific existence is removed, what is left is the upper edge. But the appearance of this place of fate needs to be filled with specific content. There is only the real fate, the source of the flow on the mountain
The magnificent light - there is no matter, energy, time and space, nothingness and other specific things there, but there is a form that contains all of them.
The upper bound is made up of logic.
In the absolute realm in the mountain of origins, everything has traces to follow, and has corresponding explanations and final destinations. It is the ultimate destination of things and minds.
Lu Zhengkang felt a slight chill, and the holy water patio was still dry. When the warm holy water filled it, he would be able to ascend with its endless mana and reach the Snow Tomb Trail of Yuanliu Mountain.
Everything is actually just a ritual. A ritual to go to Yuanliu Mountain. This is the essence of the pilgrimage road.
Follow history and go to the end.
If you replace all these deserts, red silk, cloth creatures, and holy water patios... As long as the rituals are correct, you can still set foot on Yuanliu Mountain. However, it may not be which Yuanliu Mountain. Everyone has seen Yuanliu Mountain.
Every viewer will try to create an imitation, a simple copy - such as Mount Xumi in Lu Yuan.
There is a flower blooming in the desert of Yuanzhi.
While he was hesitating and worrying, there was singing from the round wall of the courtyard. He looked up and saw a white-robed falling star floating down from the shrine on the round wall.
Is it actually a white-robed person? What an honor, how lucky. Usually they come and go in a hurry, each one creating the fastest legend in the land of fate, just like that phoenix, they don't even pay attention to the red-robed person on the roadside.
Lu Zhengkang sang easily: Deer.
The man also responded calmly: 彡.
He flew towards the shrine on the wall of the well, and he seemed to be in a hurry. The normal route was to activate the shrine on the wall with singing in order, so that the holy water would pour into the courtyard, and the entire area would be filled with life, Mana and Bu
A creature assisted in the climb. But what this guy did was to fly up directly with a steady stream of mana from his white robe.
Fortunately, he did this, otherwise the timelines between Lu Zhengkang and him would have been staggered.
Since he had the help of a big boss, Lu Zhengkang could easily follow others to catch fish. After activating the shrine, clear holy water like molten gold and glass poured into the well. Lu Zhengkang felt extremely warm and comforted, and the runes were shining.
Glowing, bursting with intense heat.
According to the sequence, activated multiple times, Lu Zhengkang swam in the water, searching for runes in the central axis tower.
A huge kite-shaped cloth creature floated from the bottom of the water, like a large whale. The deer swam onto the back of the red whale and let it fly on it.
He stopped somewhere and kept singing, and the deer Zhengkang followed the sound and went away. He stopped outside a drainage window, and when he saw the deer Zhengkang following him, he turned around and swam into it.
The world without communication seemed naive. Lu Zhengkang just followed him without thinking too much. This window seemed to be no different from the others. He usually didn't notice it. When he brought him in, the inside of this place suddenly became clear.
The cheerful place was a rotunda hall, surrounded by a tapestry, but in the center was a mural. This was not the purpose of the hall. He sang anxiously and guided Lu Zhengkang to the tapestry on the left hand side, where there was a hidden treasure.
runes.
Lu Zhengkang thought, this white robe is leading the younger generation to learn the runes.
This rune means: stele. It is not much different from the other runes that Lu Zhengkang has absorbed.
He watched Lu Zhengkang absorb the runes, and then sat down silently, with no intention of moving forward.
Lu Zhengkang now knew that the monument must be an old acquaintance of his. He asked his descendants to come to this secret area to find this rune in order to let more falling stars remember the existence of the monument - if there were no falling stars to absorb it,
Runes, after reincarnation, these forgotten runes will disappear.
He knows that one day he will disappear, at least, so that his friend's rune can help more people. Maybe one day he will become such a silent rune.
Hesitating again and again, it turned out that he would not continue to move forward, and he would stay here for a while... Lu Zhengkang sang farewell.
It seemed that everyone who came to the Land of Destiny was strange, and those who stopped on the journey were especially strange. This time, he met many strange people.
When Lu Zhengkang left here, there was still a shrine that had not been activated. It was a pity that he could not fish.
Finally, the holy water filled the patio.
At this time, Lu Zhengkang went back to find Yu, but their timelines had been staggered.
The noisy cloth creatures were singing endlessly, the water was warm and bright, and the deer was suspended. Hearing these wonderful sounds, he also wanted to meet an old friend.
In the second-floor space of the central axis column, there was originally nothing. After the holy water filled the patio, a golden floating shadow circled and danced here. Lu Zhengkang came here and sang softly. Long time no see.
This is the aggregation of the souls of the super-ancient fallen star, the true ancestor. It flew around Lu Zhengkang for two times and then ignored it. It wandered on its own, humming softly from time to time, as clear and distant as hitting a chime.
The runes were obtained and friends were met. It was time to continue the journey.
The closer to the end, the more Lu Zhengkang slowed down.
He needs to slowly adjust his mentality.
As a pilgrim, you should be pious in your heart.
No matter what the purpose of coming here, before setting foot on Yuanliu Mountain, you must be full of firm confidence in pilgrimage.
Don’t think about those past events. There is no Hollow Knight, no Lu Yuan Bodhisattva, no Three-Eyed Troll and Serana, no Su Xiangli, and no Qing Ningzi. Lu Zhengkang is free, he is pure. He must
is pure.
The more he strengthens himself, the brighter the runes in his arms become. Bright and warm.
To fight against the wind and snow, one must have a mountain mentality.