In front of Xingyu, the carriage was beaten by the gray mist, struggling to hold on, without the ability to fight back.
Chen Yin continued to move forward, and the shape of the gray mist did not become clearer as he approached, but became more and more shapeless, as if he was floating into the mist.
Closing his eyes, Chen Yin raised his palms and stared at the mist with the pure gold flame in the hole.
Countless small words are scattered all over the gray mist. They are old and heavy, and are small water droplets that make up the mist. They are pale gray in color, as if they are formed by the transpiration of some kind of ink.
The words looked very familiar.
The first generation of the family offended the gods by cooking their father and eating their children, and they were burdened with a huge curse. The second generation converted to the King of my king, received God’s reward, and got what he wanted because he obeyed God’s will, but his descendants will lose what they gained because they turned away from God’s way. 】
This kind of writing technique can often be seen in historical and scripture narratives.
Chen Yin accidentally glanced at one of the texts, and with just one glance, he understood the divine nature.
This text is often written on some kind of ancient parchment scroll.
just like...
The manuscript of unknown origin in Resurrection Town.
Chen Yin could only think of that manuscript. The words filled with mist were very similar to the words on that manuscript.
Holding his breath, Chen Yin sped up and headed towards the scroll of fate - the Word of Mist.
He no longer suppressed his divinity, and flashed in front of the carriage. The language of the mist had just reacted. The mist of countless words was pressing in from all directions, as wide as a tough fishing net that was constantly being closed, and the oppression of the mist was like a marble colossus coming from all directions. The top of the mountain fell heavily.
Chen Yin raised his spiritual vision eye high.
"Nora Ridge."
The ancient words "Save" in the palm of his hand burst out with light, burning and swallowing up the words that came closer. The core of the distant mist hummed, as if screaming.
The flame of pure gold still burns.
Gradually, the words gathered together, the mist became thinner, and the words of mist dissipated silently among the stars.
Chen Yin knew that the Whisperers of Mist had only escaped temporarily.
Turning back, Chen Yin looked at the dilapidated carriage. The statues of saints at the four corners were almost broken. The interior of the carriage was so dented that it was unclear whether it could accommodate a person.
"Hello, Serena." Chen Yin said softly.
The carriage pondered for a long time before a quiet and elegant voice came out: "I didn't expect that we would meet again in the kingdom of celestial bodies, and your changes now... are amazing. That existence is really incredible."
Serena didn't know that Chen Yin was the existence she saw above the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars, but she still regarded him as the person chosen by that existence.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Chen Yin also followed her thoughts and said: "I am now chosen by her to be her Emmanuel, Messiah, and Messiah."
"Emmanuel, Messiah, Messiah..." Serena paused and said, "It's really full of mysteries."
"Why are you besieged here?" After a pause, Chen Yin said with a smile in white gold: "Silver-haired witch."
"I deserve to be ridiculed by you at this moment." Serena's tone was urgent, and her mood was as calm as possible, and she said: "I never thought at the beginning that the secret she wanted to ask for would be so difficult."
"She knows and will definitely repay you." Chen Yin said flatly.
Serena raised her head slightly, looked directly at Chen Yin through the carriage, and asked confirmingly: "She will repay me. Is this what she said?"
"I will only convey her will truthfully." Chen Yin said enigmatically.
In the carriage, Chen Yin heard Serena's breathing.
"You will be a god or a saint..." After a while, Serena said quietly, "Your tone reminds me of an old friend."
Chen Yin was noncommittal and asked the second half of the sentence: "Is the old friend you are talking about Saint Venakana?"
"That's right." Serena glanced at Chen Yin again and stared at the pure gold flame in his hand, "She once saved me from water and fire, but I hurt her and harmed her."
As soon as she finished speaking, Serena kept her mouth shut, unwilling to say any more.
Chen Yin did not ask further questions, but said, "She wants to know how your Qiuzheng is doing?"
"I never neglected her ceremony." In the carriage, Serena sighed, and Chen Yin heard her raise her hand to grab the ends of her hair, "Although I have suffered a heavy blow now. However, I have gained a lot."
"Then let's return from the ceremony for the time being." Chen Yin looked towards the direction in which the Word of Mist fled, and explained: "When we return to the ancient holy capital, she will hear every word and every sentence I hear." ,
Serena nodded solemnly and began to carefully organize her words in her mind.
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After returning from the celestial realm, Chen Yin landed on the ground with his feet and felt the down-to-earth touch.
Rao next to the carriage was very excited. He felt the return of his master, his fleshy horns were flying, and he started dancing.
Chen Yin looked at Qindu Yin'er and Luomea, and gave them a gesture, indicating that they did not need to come forward, and that he wanted to have a deep talk with Serena.
The carriage in front of him was intact, and it was completely different from the embarrassed appearance in the Celestial Kingdom.
Because this carriage is also a living thing with its own soul. Through the appearance of the carriage, Chen Yin can see that its soul is very exhausted and in urgent need of rest.
At this time, Serena spoke first, she said: "Okay, can I think that from now on, you have full authority to represent her will?"
"No, she said: her will will not be represented by anyone or anything," Chen Yin stared at the carriage with his spiritual eyes and said mysteriously, "I am represented by her."
"Philosophical." Serena pondered for a long time before speaking out.
"Now, you can start to tell the secret you asked for." Chen Yin returned to the topic.
"Okay," Serena's voice was a little weak. She took a deep breath and confided: "As I said before, the ceremony was very successful at the beginning. But...I didn't say it completely."
"oh?"
"Curiosity, it's really difficult for human beings to suppress this emotion." Serena paused, gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, I obtained that secret, but that secret was too vague. I have mixed feelings about Vina Khanna... I have mixed feelings about her, and in short, I want to know so much about this woman.”
"I can see it." Chen Yin said, "If you encounter something later, you can continue to tell me."
Serena's tone was a little less leisurely and elegant than she had seen before. She seemed to be restraining herself and continued: "I have already obtained the secret she wanted to obtain. Saint Vena Cana and the black man in her mouth The relationship between Derwig and Hedwig lies in... the storm that was stopped by her. The ancestor of Hedwig in her mouth was one of the people she saved with water from the farmer's well. That man’s surname is Pune, and he is a Keshi noble.”
Chen Yin was slightly startled.
This confirms what St. Venakana said... "For the sake of the Lord."
