Chapter 163: Good fortune and misfortune brought upon oneself have nothing to do with God
The city of servants of God.
The splendid palace, the bed was covered with silk fabrics embroidered with gold threads.
The wind stirred the curtains and candlelight, bringing a slight chill.
The second generation king of the Henir Dynasty shouted in his sleep, trembling all over.
"Father."
"No!"
"Don't come and take me away, don't..."
He once again saw his father, the great King Henir, before his death, so helpless and terrifying.
"king!"
"king!"
On the side, Cong heard the cry of the King of Xinsai and did not find it strange. It seemed that this kind of thing had not happened once or twice.
Normally, the attendant would gently wake the king up from his nightmare, but this time there was a little surprise.
suddenly.
A melodious horn sound sounded, spreading to all directions of the Holy Lake and lingering up and down the Holy Mountain.
Listening to the horn-like sound, the King of Hinsey gradually calmed down from the struggle of the nightmare, and his breathing became calm.
Then, fell into a deep sleep.
Above the holy lake.
Sally blew the mother conch of all things and ran happily around the lake, jumping and jumping.
Yin Shen looked at the endless lake.
At first glance, it seems as vast as the sea and as calm as a mirror.
The lake water reflects the clouds and stars in the sky, which is beautiful.
No wonder the Sanye people call this place a holy lake.
The goblin saw that Yin Shen seemed to like the scenery very much: "God, is this your first time here?"
Yin Shen had this incarnation not long ago, and he has not been to many places: "I have seen this place from the dream world before, but this is my first time here."
The horn of life not only puts everyone nearby into a deep sleep, but also puts the life at the bottom of the lake into a state of sleepwalking.
There are not only Archeopteryx in the lake, but also some strange fish, some of which look like lanterns, some with armor and some without.
There are also giant things with shells, strange beings with big pincers, etc.
Yin Shen looked at the creature spinning on the lake surface with the sound of the horn and let out a faint sigh.
"I didn't expect that a disaster that year would also bring about the reproduction and evolution of life."
The goblin also did not expect: "Just like God said, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other."
At dawn, everyone woke up from an unprecedented deep sleep.
With the help of others, the king of Xiinsai put on gorgeous clothes and a golden crown.
"king!"
"It's been so long since Sage of Truth Lan En's letter, but you haven't responded."
"The people from the Temple of Truth sent another letter yesterday, asking when the king is going to travel, and they will also be ready."
Not long ago, King Xiinsai sent a messenger to the Temple of Truth.
He asked how to become a fourth-level divine priest. The second-generation sage Lan En did not refuse, but invited the King of Xiinsai to study at the Temple of Truth.
But after Wang got the consent of the sage Lan En, he fell into hesitation.
"no."
"It's too late to follow his method. Give up going to the Temple of Truth."
King Xiinsai is still self-aware, and his talent is far different from that of Lan En and several of his students.
Even several of Lan En's students have not been able to become priests of divine grace after so many years. In his old age, he will never expect to gain immortality by becoming a priest of divine grace.
Since normal methods won't work, the only option is to choose some risky methods.
"Have you contacted the evil mage?"
The so-called evil mage is Anhofors, the evil mage who is famous in the eastern region of the kingdom.
Unlike ordinary people, the King of Xiinsai knows more secrets.
Anhofors is not only a student of the fire demon Haru, but also a member of the Samo family.
He holds the secret of immortality in his hand, which is the improved secret of immortality by Fire Demon Haru.
He also knew that Anhofors had been improving and studying the secret techniques passed down by Haru over the years, and had made great progress.
"king!"
"That's a taboo!"
The king looked at his personal attendant: "It's the same death. What's the difference between death of old age and death of touching a taboo?"
"I don't want to do nothing and end up lying on the bed helplessly wailing."
Wang looked at the sky, and there was no luster in his cloudy pupils.
"Who knows what kind of destiny God has arranged for me?"
"Falling into a nightmare hell that can never be liberated? Or an eternal cycle of sweet dreams?"
“It’s really exciting to choose one of the two!”
But King Xiinsai probably didn't expect that what he said would be seen by God and the messenger.
The goblin didn't understand: "Why do mortals always refuse to accept the lessons of failure and regard the past misery as nothing?"
Yin Shen smiled: "If God makes people die, will people definitely die willingly?"
"If God prevents mortals from pursuing rights and eternal life, can mortals be able to restrain greed and desire?"
The goblin didn't say anything. After living for so long, she also vaguely understood.
There are desires and fears engraved deep in your heart that nothing can stop.
The goblin paused for a moment and then asked: "God!"
"Is pursuing eternal life a good thing? Or is this a taboo that mortals should not touch?"
Yin Shen: "If they can achieve eternal life without causing disaster, it will be their blessing."
"Their pursuit of eternal life brought about disaster, and it was their own fault."
Yin Shen did not say the second half of the sentence: "I don't care."
But people always come into contact with forces beyond their control, and when they are punished, they say, It's not that I can't succeed, it's that God doesn't let me succeed.
It was God who sent down divine punishment on me because I was about to touch the secret that belongs to God.
It seems like this.
Then you can justify your own weakness and stupidity.
Blessings and misfortunes come to oneself and have nothing to do with God——
A small town hundreds of miles away from the Holy Mountain and Sky Temple.
A caravan arrived in the town, causing a sensation in the whole town.
Because this caravan has more than a dozen large trailers, dragged by more than a dozen little stone demons.
Most people in the town had only heard that in some big cities there were priests and temples using monsters as tools to pull carts, but this was the first time they saw someone using monsters to pull carts to form a caravan.
Since monsters cannot enter villages and towns, these trailers can only be parked outside the towns.
The townsfolk in the town ran out in groups, pointing at the little stone demon and shouting.
"Monster!"
"Is it really a monster?"
"Why don't they attack people?"
"There must be powerful people in the caravan who control them."
"Must be a very powerful priest."
Some naughty children even had the courage to run up and touch the little stone demon, and then received a severe beating from the adults.
Many people in the caravan entered the town to rest, and there was also the actual controller of the caravan.
In the dark room, the windows and doors were tightly closed.
Anhofors sat in a chair with a flask in front of him.
There was no light in the room, but the flask itself emitted a faint silver light, which just illuminated the area around the table.
Trapped in the flask is a small man made of bones that looks very similar to the Trefoil Man. It is made entirely of bones, and its small body contains powerful power.
What's even more terrifying is that it actually started talking.
It has wisdom.
"You go as soon as the king calls you. Do you want to gain power?"
"Didn't you see that you are also a person who pursues enjoyment and desire?"
"You've been a hermit in the wilderness outside Hinsey for so long. Now you can't stand it any longer, right?"
The little skeleton man seemed a little talkative, but he was obviously not afraid of Anhofors.
It is a monster that signed a spiritual contract with Anhofors. It obeyed Anhofors's orders, and Anhofors paid some price.
Anhofors smiled: "For people like us, what does power mean?"
"Just like Lan En, the sage of truth in the Temple of Truth, even if the King of Xiinsai gives up the throne to him, he will not be willing to do it."
Little Skeleton Man: "Then why are you so obedient? You ran back from the border as soon as the king called you."
Anhofors: "I'm pursuing the power of eternal life."
Little Skeleton Man: "Do you want eternal life?"
Anhofors: "I am not pursuing the power of eternal life for the sake of eternal life. I am not afraid of death."
"I will not be like my grandfather or like the current King of Hinsey."
"Trembling in the face of death, showing one's ugliness."
"A truly strong person should first have a strong heart and ambitious goals, and then pursue what he wants with a fearless attitude."
The palm-sized skeleton man didn't understand: "Then what are you doing?"
Anhofors: "Just to find the secret to eternal life."
Looking at the expression on the little skeleton man, Anhofors smiled.
"Is it difficult to understand?"
"I am not a vulgar person who pursues eternal life, is afraid of death, or is greedy for enjoyment. My life is very simple, that is, exploring the secrets and truths of this world."
He clasped his hands together and placed them on his chin.
"The secret of eternal life? That's God's secret."
"If truth is also divided into levels, then eternal life must be one of the ultimate mysteries of truth."
"As long as I take a look at it, I will be satisfied."
"Even!"
"In the end, God punished me into eternal purgatory."
Anhofors' smile was quiet, with the gentleness of an old aristocrat, but the words coming out of his mouth were so crazy.
"I also want to take a look at the secret hidden behind the door of truth before being engulfed in fire."
Little Skeleton Man: "Just for this?"
Anhofors: "Of course there are other reasons, but this is the most important."
Anhofors' grandfather, the Crazy King, and Anhofors' teacher Haru, these two people had a profound influence on Anhofors.
They all died in pursuit of eternal life, and they all failed on this path.
"I want to prove them right."
"At least, they are brave travelers on this road."
Anhofors had a nostalgic look on his face: "Not a madman."
"A traitor."
"A supporting role that is unknown and submerged in the long river of history."