Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 409 Abandoning the Path of Birth

When she came to Willow Forest, the old man was standing there looking at the Sea of ​​Stars.She came to him with a little apprehension, and the old man bowed his head to greet her.

"We can walk around tonight, boy," said the old man.

She agreed, but didn't know where the old man wanted to take her.They walked out of the willow forest together and shuttled through the withered and chilling withered forest.The old man put his hands behind his back and walked unhurriedly.The grass and dead branches in the forest did not hinder him in the slightest.

"I'm looking at the starry sky here," said the old man. "It's a forgery, but it's exquisite. Do you know its origin?"

She knew for sure, for she had seen it recorded on the carvings on the palace's golden gate.When the pillars of the world parted the hellfire, all things sprouted from the ashes.The Creator selected the essence of it and endowed it with his own breath and blood, from which the earliest gods were born.Together with the Creator, they dug an abyss in the northern sky, from which springs overflowed.The fire god Enton irrigated his own blood in it, forming the stars that shine to this day.Then Vingolas, the god of hunting, cultivated sky whales and star dragons in it.At the end of each day, it coincides with the rising tide of the Sea of ​​Stars, filling the top of the world.

On the Sea of ​​Stars, Hema wove the curtain of light with her skillful hands, which changed color with the rise and fall of the sea of ​​stars, so as to block the sight of the hellfire on the ground, so that the living beings could sleep peacefully and avoid unnecessary worries.

The old man listened quietly to her narration, with a reserved smile on his face.The peasant girl asked him why he laughed, and he only said that he remembered some past events.He told a legend about the realm of the dead behind the veil, and the river Styx full of lotus flowers.

The peasant girl has always been curious about how the old man knew her life experience.She was never asked to hide, so she was not nervous, but asked the old man directly.

"I'm here for you," said the old man.

That made the peasant girl very happy, although she didn't know why.No one in the world had spoken to her like this before, not even a king in his halls.She described the situation in the underground kingdom to the old man, and the old man told her what the other palace looked like.

He said that the palace was not underground, but it also had the most ingenious and luxurious decorations in the world.The garden outside the palace stretches for hundreds of miles, full of exotic flowers and ancient birds and animals.Every plant in the courtyard has a magical effect.Sometimes there are two fruits on the same tree, one makes people aging instantly, and the other rejuvenates; sometimes a solitary flower blooms briefly in the early morning, and the dew accumulated in the stamen is enough to poison the entire city.

In the deepest part of the endless dream, guarded by the immortal lion-blood knights, is a jade palace that emits a hazy halo like a bright moon.The countless doors and windows in the palace are changing positions all the time, each window is decorated with ancient animal heads, and each door has a statue of a sage.They sing and sing all day long, repeating all the poems in history, and sometimes prophesying and warning, but the world has never heard of it.Only by seeing through their hidden hints can the wise find the black temple hidden in the deepest place.It was hewn in one piece from a rare and ancient stone that swallowed up all light, so that no one can describe what it looked like.

That temple never sees the light of day, and is the abode of the usurper king.Every inch of the floor of the temple is an ancient spell, with no real image, but reminiscent of tides, flower petals, and snake crawling tracks, enough to draw any soul into this treacherous place from dream.In the center of the temple is a circular pool covered with black water lilies.The water in that pool is bright and clear, like a solidified moonlight, but mortals can never reach the bottom.The secret at the bottom of the pool is the remains of the usurper king.Because of the dream of death remaining on the body, the old man once arrived in front of the temple, but left before the other party noticed.

How can you go to so many places?asked the peasant girl.She has also reached the end of the world, where the cold ocean and the sky end, a huge abyss with no other shore.She rode the abyss with her flying dragon on the wind, but never saw other boundaries.The king had warned it not to stray too far, or it would be lost in the everlasting smoke of the Hellfire.Even so, she had never encountered the sight the old man spoke of.But she didn't suspect that the old man was lying, because the old man never showed any malice.The wise are more sincere.This is the motto engraved in the palace by Allendon.

The old man described to her a strange way of traveling.Outside the sky, surrounded by endless hellfire, people beat steel into closed ships, and then ignite them with various processed rare ores, so that they can sail in the void.The void looked similar to the Sea of ​​Stars from a distance, but it was quite different in reality.It is vast and endless, and each shining star is as huge as the earth.If you don't know the tricks, it often takes hundreds of thousands of years to sail between two luminous stars by iron boats.It was on such an iron ship that the old man fell from the void into the hellfire, and then came to the world.

The peasant girl was amazed when she heard this bizarre myth, and it was hard to believe that there was such a wonderful ship in the world.She asked the old man if she could take a look at the void where the iron boat wandered, and what she got was an infinitely profound smile.

"I would like to show you, boy," said the old man, "I have ships, enough for me to give you one of them, but the void is dangerous to you. Here, your father's country, wind and fog Follow your heart, and no foreign curse can harm you. But if you leave your homeland, these will pass away. You will be weak soon, tired and homesick all day long, until you die completely. There are only few ways to get you out of here, But it doesn’t have to be exhausting.”

The peasant girl asked again and again, wanting to know how to see the iron boat.Eventually the old man confessed to her that it required some kind of sacrifice.

"A little sacrifice," he said, "you or someone else. If someone is willing to replace your destiny, make you an unnecessary person... like a dispensable shadow, you can travel freely in any world. Or you can sacrifice a part of yourself. Hands, feet, heart, and someone chooses the bones, you have to lose that part forever, keep it in your homeland, so you're tied to it. That's still going to wear you out and infirmity, but much less severe enough to ride those iron ships to and fro among the stars... And, as a last resort, I hear that some man himself set his homeland on fire with the stars. Ah, such determination and ruthlessness, Just to get rid of the constraints of that land."

They walked through the night and walked into the wilderness where all things gathered.In the shadow of the wind, the peasant girl seemed to see the things the old man said drifting away from them.She saw the garden as ethereal as her master, in which every flower and every tree was different; the constant full moon lantern made by Arendon was far away in the mist, like the palace with countless doors and windows; Then came those fire-breathing iron boats, silently and swiftly passing by in the void.

She imagined it all as if she had actually seen it with her own eyes, even though it was only a mixture of shadows from tree branches, cold smoke and night fog, and a little dream in her mind.Her mood was like flying out of the abyss for the first time and entering the world in the prosperous spring.But she also knew in her heart that when the battle to conquer the beasts ended, she would return to the palace above the cave and sharpen the tip of her spear amidst the roar of dragons and wind.That would be her fate, until all the Light of Creation was withdrawn.Then the king will fulfill his promise, and the gods will be restored to their old ways, and all disaster and pain will be gone.

At that time, perhaps the gods will leave the ground and rebuild the kingdom of God on land.Move the throne in the endless corridor back to the highest place closest to the sky, and she will also bring all the earth dragons, insects, giant spiders, dragon lizards and flying dragons to the ground, and domesticate them where food is abundant.It was a daunting task, and she hadn't figured out how to do it.Maybe then Wingolas has a different idea, because these beasts were originally bred by him.If the king allowed it, she would keep a pair of flying dragons, maybe Lisrello and Mullerkuckon, or maybe Stonbourne, because the one with the broken wings was too out of place.She wants to travel the world with them.Then she would no longer have to return to the subterranean majestic and solitary kingdom of darkness, but would wander forever in the air, gazing at the ever-changing and colorful land.

She was immersed in wonderful anticipation, paying no attention to the biting cold wind.Mulunen's shadowy wilderness is like a giant's tomb, and she is just like an inconspicuous wandering firefly, quietly watching the new shoots emerging from the deserted place.Frost and Blight were overwhelming, of course, but the wind was telling her where the seeds had been hidden.Only when this long and harsh winter is over, everything will naturally come back.

But suddenly, when she woke up from that quiet and comforting expectation, she found herself on a strange path she had never seen before.The frosty land was darkened, and the fog was thicker than ever.Behind the curtain-like gray fog, countless shadows swayed and swayed, all of them whispering like the wind.In this strange world, only the old man was still familiar to her.He stood beside her, smiling knowingly but implicitly.

"That's what I want you to see tonight," he said.

"Where is this?" the peasant girl asked.

"Old days."

(End of this chapter)