In Shengshui patio, when Lu Zhengkang came to this area, he was very close to the end. It was like a passage at the end of the passage. There was a double contradiction between coldness and dryness. The door to Yuanliu mountain was about to open, but the process of entering the end was still orderly. It was like a gear structure with thin bite. A road could be short enough to engulf memory, and it could be long enough to engrave bone Heart.

He hesitated here for a while.

The deep patio is surrounded by a high column in the center, a tower in the well, and a central axis. Lu Zhengkang enjoys all the buildings here. He knows that every grain of sand in the land of marginal flow is the universe, and the man-made structure in front of him is just a polymer of sand. In terms of processing technology, the viewers have created things out of thin air. For the creatures in the sand and stone universe that make up these buildings, they do not know what their world looks like.

Everything in the universe is just a small wave, and there is a universe in the atom. Every wave and every particle can be infinite. If so, standing in the highest dimension is no different from living in one dimension. Lu Zhengkang didn't feel that his form of existence was incredible. After all, he is in the most incredible place.

The form of jurisprudence is higher than the content of force. Take away the concrete existence, and leave behind is the upper edge. But the appearance of the land of fate also needs to be filled with specific contents. There is only the real edge flow, the magnificent light on the source mountain - there is no material, energy, time and space, nothingness and other concrete, but there are forms containing all these.

The upper edge is formed by logic.

In the absolute field of the origin mountain, everything is traceable, and there is a corresponding explanation and final destination. The ultimate of matter and mind.

Lu Zhengkang felt a slight chill. The holy water patio is still dry now. When the warm holy water fills the place, he can also ascend from his endless mana to the snow tomb path of Yuanliu mountain.

It's just rituals. A ritual to Yuanliu mountain. This is the essence of the pilgrimage road.

Follow the history and go to the end.

If we replace all these desert, red silk, cloth creatures and holy water patio As long as the rituals are correct, you can still set foot on the source mountain. It's just that it doesn't have to be a source mountain. Every viewer who has seen Yuanliu mountain will try to create an imitation, a simple copy, such as Xumi mountain at Luyuan.

Mountain, light, desert, well, ruins, history, traveler, road, wind and snow -- return home.

Lu Zhengkang is in a better mood.

There is a flower in the desert.

Just as he hesitated and worried, a song came from the round wall of the patio. He looked up and saw a white robe falling from the shrine on the round wall.

Is it a white robe? What a pleasure, what a fortune. Usually they come and go in a hurry, one by one are creating the legend of the quickest place to flow, just like the Phoenix, they don't pay attention to the red robe on the side of the road.

Lu Zhengkang sings easily: deer.

The man also responded calmly: send.

He seemed to be in a hurry as he flew towards the shrine on the wall of the well. The normal route is to activate the painted wall shrine by singing in sequence, so that holy water will be poured into the patio, and the whole area will be full of vitality. Mana and cloth creatures help to climb. And the way of this delivery was to fly directly with the continuous flow of mana in white robes.

Fortunately, he did so, otherwise Lu Zhengkang and his timeline would be staggered.

Since there is a big man to help, Lu Zhengkang is very easy to fish behind others. After the shrine was activated, clear water poured into the well like gold and glass. Lu Zhengkang felt extremely warm and comforted, and the runes were shining, bursting with burning heat.

In accordance with the sequence, Lu Zhengkang repeatedly activated, swimming in the water, searching for runes in the central axis tower.

The huge kite like cloth creature floats from the bottom of the water like a whale. Lu Zhengkang swims to the back of the red whale and lets it fly with itself.

He stayed somewhere and kept singing. Lu Zhengkang followed the sound. When he stopped outside a spillway window and saw Lu Zhengkang coming, he turned and swam into it.

The world that can't communicate seems childish. Lu Zhengkang just follows the message and doesn't think much about it. This window doesn't seem to be different from the others. He never pays attention to it. When the message brings him in, it suddenly becomes clear that there is a circular hall surrounded by tapestries, but a mural in the center of the hall. He sang anxiously and guided Lu Zhengkang to the tapestry on his left, where a rune was hidden.

Lu Zhengkang thought, this white robe is leading the younger generation to learn runes.

This Rune means: stele. It is not much different from the other runes that Lu Zhengkang absorbed.

He watched Lu Zhengkang absorb the rune, and then sat down silently without any intention of moving on.

Lu Zhengkang now knows that the tablet is an old acquaintance of his. To send his descendants to this secret area to find this rune is to let more falling stars remember the existence of the tablet. If there is no falling star to absorb the rune, these forgotten runes will disappear after reincarnation.

I know that I will disappear one day. At least, let my friend's Rune help more people. Maybe one day he will become such a silent rune.After much hesitation, I really won't move on. He will stay here for a while Lu Zhengkang said goodbye by singing.

It seems that all the people who come to the place of Yuanliu are very strange, especially those who stop on the journey. This time he met many strange people.

When Lu Zhengkang left here, another shrine was not activated. It was a pity that he could not fish.

After all, holy water filled the patio.

At this time, Lu Zhengkang went back to find Ji, but their time lines were already staggered.

The noisy cloth creatures are singing endlessly. The water is warm and bright. Lu Zhengkang is floating. After hearing these wonderful sounds, he is going to meet an old friend.

In the second floor space of the central axis column, where nothing was, after the holy water filled the patio, a golden floating shadow hovered and danced here, and Lu Zhengkang came here to sing softly. it's been a long time. This is the soul aggregate of the super ancient falling star, the true ancestor. After two circles of flying by Lu Zhengkang's body, it no longer takes care of itself. It cruises on its own, singing twice from time to time, like a chime.

The rune has been obtained, and the friends have also met. It's time to continue the journey.

The closer to the end, the slower the pace of Lu Zhengkang.

He has to adjust his mind slowly.

As a pilgrim, he should be devout.

No matter what purpose you come here with, you must be full of the firm faith of pilgrimage before you set foot on Yuanliu mountain.

Don't think about the past, no empty knight, no deer edge Bodhisattva, no three eyed troll and serana, no su Xiangli, no qingningzi. Lu Zhengkang is free, he is pure. He has to be pure.

The stronger he was, the brighter the rune in his arms. Light and temperature.

To fight against wind and snow, we must have a mountain mind.