Chapter 165 164. Secret was previously called Myth
The huge temple, Li Xi'an has never carefully observed the building behind the temple door.
In the projection of the bottom of the abyss, stepping through the door means stepping into that space, and what is shown is not the temple building in front of you.
The dome is very high and there is unimaginable emptiness on all sides. The space Li Xi'an saw in front of him was much larger than the size of the temple he observed outside the door. It was obvious that a "realm" was arranged in it. Before the gods enshrined in the temple came, maybe this place did look like the temple where the building was originally built, but the snake statue in the center of the temple revived, with eyes like the ocean, he slowly swam on the throne, huge Their bodies rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.
He stared at the god entrenched in the center, feeling very calm in his heart.
There is no reverence in the presence of a priest before God.
After stepping into the door, the body ignited a flame. The golden flame enveloped the bronze skin of the high priest. The gorgeous snake-like pigment receded in the fire and gradually turned pale.
"You did appear," the snake statue said.
He raised his head, and the delicate feathers carved on the snake statue came to life. They no longer had the texture of gray stone, but showed a colorful glow, like the refraction of sunlight on glass. As the god relaxed and moved his body, the temple under Li Xi'an's feet was changing, extending into darkness. Stars one after another lit up in the darkness, slowly climbing to the entire space.
It was really empty and quiet.
The snake statue was humming some unknown song, swaying its body like a dance, while the stars condensed and decorated in his eyes.
Li Xi'an made no sound and silently watched the god's movements in arranging the starry sky. It was clear that the distance between the two was not that far away. When he was outside the door not long ago, he could observe the sea-blue eyes of the huge snake statue in the temple. But now, as the snake statue dances and sings, Xinghai is pulled into this space by him. At this moment, the distance between them becomes unfathomable.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands. They were not the body of the high priest. The high priest presided over grand ceremonies all year round. When he was young, he was even the best warrior in the city-state. The palms of the high priest were broad and rough, full of cracks. The golden fire burned, the silhouette of the sea of stars expanded, and he began to look more and more like himself.
The boy's unique joints and fingertips were reflected in his eyes.
Taking a step forward, ripples appeared in the sea of stars beneath his feet, expanding outward. Golden fire whistled, gathering into a red robe, embroidered with golden trees and leaves, and birds standing on the branches. This piece of clothing was very familiar to Li Xi'an. When he entered the Kunlun Shrine in that era of Kyushu, he was awarded the longevity clothing as an immortal. When he left, he was buried in a corner of the Taihang Mountains. He lost his qualifications as an immortal. Naturally, this piece of clothing lost its magic and was buried in the mountains and disappeared in the years.
He didn't expect that one day he would be able to wear this dress again, in this form.
Looking away, the last cluster of golden fire withered at Li Xi'an's feet, settling in the starlight.
Immortal.
The snake statue in the center of the sea of stars seemed to be touched. He bowed and dived into the darkness and sea of stars at the bottom. The gorgeous feathers were intertwined, and occasionally bright flowers could be seen shooting out of the projection of the sea of stars. He seemed to be diving into the real ocean, with little bits of light flickering until his huge body completely disappeared from sight, and the tip of his tail swung twice before disappearing.
"Sit down." A voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Li Xi'an turned around and saw a man in a golden feathered coat sitting cross-legged very close behind him. The only distance between them at this moment was a stone table.
The man's eye sockets were deep and three-dimensional, and the pupils looking at Li Xi'an were like a translucent sea. He was very strong, and his back muscles bulged from sitting cross-legged like a lion. Li Xi'an looked at him and saw that the other person was smiling, openly and contagiously.
Li Xi'an sat down and faced this man.
The man casually took out two cups and handed one over. Then he picked up the cup and poured it into the sea of stars next to him, filling a cup full.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." He drank the Milky Way water in the cup in one gulp and spoke loudly without sounding low.
"Why?" Li Xi'an did not drink a cup of Galaxy like a man.
"What I saw." The man gestured to his eyes with his hands, "I taught the people on this land to use the morning star to predict the wind direction of the next year, the farmland, and even the war and the source of the war. They are quite competitive. One came and told me that they finally succeeded in predicting destruction.”
The man smiled happily. Death seemed not to be taken seriously by him. He was pleased that his people could do this.
"I saw a guest from later generations coming to visit me. Your arrival involves too many things, so I isolated them all." His arms swayed randomly in the galaxy, and from time to time he picked up a star to look at it. Eye. "Our position is floating in the galaxy, so that those disgusting sights can't see it, and they won't notice you."
"What do you mean?" Li Xi'an frowned.
"Enemies, enemies deep in the sea of stars." The man answered. "This should be my last trance. My body is in the sea of stars, blocking the world from prying eyes... I am almost dead."
"By the way, are there any legends about us in future generations?"
"No, your era is called a secret by us, a shadow in history. Not to mention the widely circulated legends, there are not even records."
"That's not bad." The man seemed relieved. "The clothes you are wearing, are you an immortal? Will there be immortals in the future?"
"I was once an immortal." Li Xi'an said. "A long time ago."
"How long, I guess I wouldn't mind getting to know the guests a little better."
"Past Kyushu." Those replies.
"It seems you are a habitual offender!" the man sighed, changing his tone in an exaggerated way.
"Is it a coincidence that you call me Stussis?"
"It's just a little prophecy. I can know the name of the guest. The name of this body is not Stussis. This child is very powerful. Now he will serve as a medium for your arrival for a short time to communicate with me. Otherwise, even if you can get here, there will be no way to make it happen. Wherever you stay, you will be washed away, which is a very scary thing. You will see many terrifying and bizarre scenes, lost in the years and unable to find your way back, becoming a lonely soul in the shadows."
"I originally planned to call it this, but now it seems that Immortal is more accurate."
"You can find this place because later generations have discovered the traces left by this city-state. People living in the world will forget us, but the world will remember us the most. We may die and be forgotten by everyone, but the world Remember us, this ancient and gorgeous world will bear the traces of our existence.”
"The clothes and appearance on your body, I guess you come from the East, the East of future generations."
"In this era, there should be civilization in the East." Li Xi'an said that most of his clues came from the land where he lived.
"Of course, it is an extremely brilliant civilization. Do you know Kyushu? Oh, sorry, I forgot that the guest is the immortal of Kyushu. In the past, Kyushu was a whole, a complete civilization line, and you also know what happened after this complete ancient civilization. ." The man raised his fist in front of Li Xi'an, said "bang" softly, and spread his fingers.
"Kyushu fell."
"History is broken. It's not that I haven't pursued it in that direction, but I can't see it. All in all, Kyushu, which should have fallen, still gave birth to our group of creatures. Before us, there was a very short and powerful era. I have to metaphor , It is probably a flower that blooms suddenly in the years, and then fades away. Maybe you know that era when future generations look into the past years, and the flower-like era will be clearer than the era we live in. "
The man paused and looked at the immortal opposite the stone table.
"The Age of Mythology." Li Xi'an said.
"Sure enough!" The man shouted excitedly, "You are more capable than I thought!"
"The civilization of our time has been cut into pieces and distributed across this boundless land. There is no communication between civilizations. Except for guys like us who can see each other, countries are like isolated islands."
"Xia, Veda, Kemet, Two Rivers..." the man described.
"These civilizations were built on the tombs of the previous era, so they possess power and knowledge beyond common sense. However, because the tombs are different, the civilizations they inherit are also different. The difference may not be obvious at the beginning, but as time goes by As time progresses and the land blocks them, they become increasingly dissimilar and become completely different entities. They are split into many fragments. They are the largest ones, and this one is not too big or too small. You come from the east of the future, and you are obviously one of them. The Vedic guys are not like you."
Li Xi'an took a deep breath.
The golden tide rises and falls in his eyes.
He heard the greatest secret about the Rise. Many of the Nine Provinces Dragon Veins are in the Yan Kingdom, because that was the case in the past. And the creatures that rise with the help of dragon veins are naturally terrifying. Over the past few years, he can clearly sense that the creatures of this era are more than a little stronger than the monks in the Taoism left behind by the old Kyushu.
Why?
He thought of something.
Why did this era, relying on dragon veins and inheriting myths, finally hide itself? It could have been stronger and not waited for their rise in later generations.
"Guest, time is running out," the man said.
"Anything else you want to ask?"
"How did the Hidden Age disappear?"
"I don't know." The man answered frankly. "If I had died later, I might still be able to answer you. Unfortunately, I died too early. I don't know what those guys were up to. It might be related to the principle of circulation. Relationship. In your understanding, this term is reincarnation.”
"Seeing you coming in future generations, I can be sure that they have really succeeded. As for the price of success, maybe it is our era?"
(End of chapter)