Serena's carriage stopped in the gap surrounded by three constellations, and Chen Yi's soul descended from the stars.
Holding the twin jellyfish in his hand, Chen Yi let his soul sink when he saw the carriage disappear into the gap.
On the silent land, the sound of chanting in the wind could be heard softly.
Holding the twin jellyfish, Chen Yi descended slowly and listened carefully to what they were chanting, and couldn't help but find it funny.
Then, there was an unspeakable loss.
He failed to meet the gods and receive spiritual gifts.
This means that I will not be able to participate in the last ceremony.
At least according to the general knowledge of the Platinum School, he has no chance of inducing spirituality.
Although this does not mean that the mystery cannot be explored from now on...
Chen Yi turned around and looked at the starry sky again.
The stars are dotted, and the starlight immerses the tranquility of the world.
Chen Yi stared at the Winged Constellation, recalling the scene not long ago when the constellation was scattered by a sea of clouds with thousands of pillars.
Before I had time to sigh, the man standing on the desolate land at the end of history, turned around and said a shocking word again came to mind.
It's not accurate to say it's a person, it should be treated as a general term.
Chen Yi couldn't define him accurately.
"Hello, false god."
If I were a false god...
So who is the true God?
Chen Yi had an intuition that the false god that person was talking about was definitely not the gods of the celestial kingdom, but rather the king of kings and the main god of the true religion who looked like pagans.
He stared at the stars.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yi opened his mouth wide.
This was originally the sky of the night sky, but from where the Winged Seat was, a crack slowly tore open.
Reveal the day.
Thousands of pillars of clouds poked out from it, exposed to his own eyes.
Chen Yi suddenly remembered that he had seen it in the history corridor.
"Strange...why I can't understand what I knew when I saw it..."
Chen Yi clearly remembered the transcendent feelings and what he understood when he saw the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars. However, when they came to his mind, he was completely unable to understand them.
It's as if low-dimensional creatures cannot understand high-dimensional thinking.
Putting all these aside...the glance he left seemed to bring some changes to Qianzhu Yunhai.
Chen Yi stretched out his hand above the clouds and mist.
There was a vague touch on my fingertips.
It's like being held by invisible hands.
In an instant, Chen Yi was sitting on the throne.
There is no pain at all like when I ascended to the Kingdom of God in the past.
Opening his palms, Chen Yi raised the incomplete spiritual vision eye.
He saw a psychedelic and broken bell tower in the clouds and mist. It was crumbling and stood between two bell towers, forming a triangular structure.
Counting the throne and the bronze door together, it is an absolute golden ratio.
Chen Yi stood up and approached the bell tower, looking for the proverb.
Sure enough, a motto is also engraved on the base of the bell tower.
【Forsake first, save later. 】
"Throw it away first, save it later..." Chen Yi murmured.
Looking at this unreal bell tower, its style is older than the other two. Only one of the six pillars supporting the bell tower is broken, and the rest are just bases. The fragments are floating in the air, as if they were damaged by someone.
There was a small half flame burning in the bell tower. After watching it for a long time, Chen Yi turned to the other side of the bell tower.
Chen Yi was surprised to find that there was a line of writing forcibly engraved on the other side of the base. It was not a real Awen, but a white gold inscription symbolizing the occult!
【Show divinity! 】
Both sentences must have something to do with lighting the bell tower lights.
"The lights of this bell tower are the same as those of the other two bell towers. Are they the currency of manifestation?"
Intuition told Chen Yi that it was not that simple.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Yi stretched out his hand with spiritual vision and gently touched the pale golden light in the bell tower with his fingertips.
The flames were attracted by something and wrapped around the fingertips.
Chen Yi stared at the fire, seeing it twisting around his fingers like a snake, and the pale golden fire condensed in the palm of his hand.
When the flame condenses.
"Nawu Suo." Chen Yi couldn't help but spit out this word.
After reading it again, Chen Yi's pupils shrank.
In true Avenir, Naukshi means "fraud"...
The first two syllables of "Nawusuo" are almost exactly the same, but the intonation is similar to Guzhen Awen.
The syllable "suo" is unknown from which language it comes from.
"Ancient words?!" Chen Yi said in surprise, "No...it should be some kind of mixed language similar to what Isa was reading at that time."
A reasonable guess would be that it should be Gu Zhen Awen who has not yet fully evolved.
If combined with what Selena said before, the ancient white gold script is a text compiled for dragon language, and pure dragon language is a language that is close to ancient language.
The further we trace the language of ancient proverbs, the more powerful they become.
Ancient sayings are traceable.
Chen Yi boldly inferred.
Then when he realized this, he understood that the light of this bell tower could bring him different ancient words.
"Nawu Suo." Chen Yi spit out the word.
In the spiritual vision eye in the palm of the hand, pale gold flames jumped out from the pupils.
After maintaining it for about three seconds, Chen Yi felt that his Weibo's spirituality could not be supported.
And Chen Yi felt that she couldn't fully control it.
Only part of its power can be exerted.
"It should be able to bring back the natural world." Chen Yi had this hunch.
According to the three-layered world theory of mysticism, the Thousand Pillars and Sea of Clouds is probably a sacred space somewhere.
"But to show divinity..." Chen Yi stared at the white gold inscription engraved on the other side of the base, "Is this sentence an explanation of the previous motto?"
If so, how to show...
Chen Yi recalled the end of the historical corridor, the past, present, and future self.
Are you chasing that transcendental state?
If that's the case...how to chase...
"A false god, showing his divinity." Thinking of something, Chen Yi laughed at himself.
.............
Resurrection Town.
As the curfew approaches, lights are banned at most doors in the town. Guards hold torches to patrol the night, checking which homes still have lamps and candles burning for a long time. The buildings in Resurrection Town are gathered on both sides of the honey river, radiating outward, and the buildings rub shoulders with each other. Heels are all roofs made of straw or wooden boards, and most of them are walls made of stones and clay, but there are also many purely wooden ones. Once a fire breaks out and gets serious, most of Resurrection Town will be destroyed.
Among the doors where lights are forbidden, the Lecture Hall is not one of them.
In the side room where the sacred objects were placed, Lomea looked directly at the man in front of him.
The latter was wearing a front-open Luoan robe, with a simple rope tied around his belt, and a slender strip of cloth wrapped around his neck. He was simply dressed, but only his distinctive black clothes could show that he was a leader of the Giant King Cult.
"Wufa Lingdu, why are you here?"
In such a short time, the letter I wrote to the chief priest should still be on the way.
Lomea didn't think he came because of the soul of Resurrection Town.
"For Christopher, Isa officiated." The lead reader spoke, his voice hoarse and weak.
"Christopher, the priest of the Holy Silver Cathedral?" Lomea then asked: "What are you doing for him?"
Wofa grabbed his arm and said after a long silence: "Priest, I'm here to take care of him and prevent him from escaping."
Lomea frowned when she heard this. She had also heard about Christopher in the past two days. He was only doing mass for a Christian believer. Even if there were rumors that thunder fell on the Qinghong Lecture Hall in the Holy Land, this may not be true. coincide.
"I'm confused, this is so strange." Lomea said slowly.
Wofa took a deep look at Luomea, who was living in seclusion here.
Immediately afterwards, the leader pulled up the robe on his arms.
The arm that was supposed to be intact was suddenly cut off, and the entire forearm was missing. The bloody wound was covered with gray-white worms chewing on the flesh!
"The 'clowns' of the Temple of the Cross have attacked the temple!" Wofa paused, then suppressed his trembling voice and said, "The sacred object is out of control!"
Luomea paused when he heard the words, and felt a chill in his heart.
When sacred objects are out of control, there is often only one result...pale showers!
"And Christopher knows the ancient sayings about controlling sacred objects!"
