The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu didn't rush to the past and watched it carefully for a while.

The protective cover is above the atmospheric troposphere, so it can't cover the rain and naturally can't block the wind.

He stretched out his fingers to feel the wind speed, and soon calculated it. At the speed of the wind and rain erosion here, the surface of the building should be damaged more seriously.

The traces of war in this grassland are so obvious, indicating that when the Dark Sea invaded that year, this was the most intense main battlefield. Why did the building remain?

The lines on those stone pillars are not rune lines, nor are there any fluctuations in the formation.

He overturned the previous assumption, and it seems that the inheritance of the priesthood has nothing to do with the ascending.

——The sand dunes gradually flowed, flooding his insteps, then continued to move upwards, and eventually swallowed his body.

After a while, the sand particles stopped rolling as if nothing had happened.

In the depths of this severely desertified grassland, a faint light appeared.

That bright light gives an extremely sharp feeling, nothing can stop it from going forward.

With a hum, the light disappeared.

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That magnificent building is regarded as the main sacred hall of the Star Gate Planet, and it is indeed very similar to the fire tower in various cities, except that the regulations are hundreds of times larger.

Probably because the priestess lives here, there is not much taste of modern civilization in this building, of course, it does not mean that the place is very primitive, but those high-tech installations are hidden in huge stones, such as those The appearance of the military-level gravitational field generating device is a few stone carvings.

There are seven meditation rooms on the east side of the temple, and a Zen garden surrounded by four walls. The area is very small. There is an ancient well in the corner. , Youmei is hard to say.

The buzzing sounded softly, the well water moved slightly, and a figure flew out and landed among the clusters of green bamboos, and the bamboo branches suddenly gained a little more energy.

Looking at the few green bamboo clusters, thinking about the bamboo in the small mountain village, the bamboo at the gate of Tianguang Peak as white as the Jingdong Mansion, the bamboo moved by the child to the 3,000 courtyards ...

Jing Jiu also got more spirit.

With the Jianqi bodyguard, even if he walked for two hundred kilometers under the ground, the blue sweatshirt on his body was not damaged, except that the black shoulder bag was worn out.He reached out and rubbed the worn tape into a smoky green smoke, walked to the well and looked down, looked at the gradually quiet water, and turned away.

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The main hall of the memorial hall is unimaginably large, the dome is about 300 meters high, and the walls painted with murals of ancient civilizations and gods seem to see no end.

After all, there is an end, even the universe.

At the end of the hall is a gray curtain, which hangs from the dome to the ground. I don't know what material is used. The surface is extremely smooth, and there is no wrinkle.

If this is the embodiment of the sky, no one can raise objections.

On the other side of the gray curtain is a quiet and clear stone room, with fire candles burning on both sides of the stone steps, and the sky falling from nowhere.

There is a futon on the bluestone ground, and the edges have been badly worn.

A dark-haired woman sits on a futon, wearing a white kimono, and has a golden tie with roots representing her distinguished identity.

The golden lace was smooth like a curtain, without any wrinkles.

The black hair falls like a waterfall, but the rules are so neat, as if each hair has its own position, it will never be crossed.

The woman's expression is gentle, her eyebrows are soft and soft, and the whole person exudes a feeling of being indifferent to the world and still in the water.

She is the most noble and highest priestess of the planet.

The priestess did not know how old she was, and for some reason, there were traces of excessive thought in her eyebrows.

With a gray curtain like the sky in front, this room seems to have no dome, and it can directly lead to the sea of ​​stars in the universe.

She sat quietly here, as if she had been sitting for countless years.

There was no incense in the room, and those burning flames did not have any odor.

There is no gorgeous decoration here, just a small bowl made of celadon is placed in front of her.

The celadon bowl is filled with clear water, and three pink petals are floating on the water surface.

Somewhere a breeze came.

The wind was so subtle that she couldn't move her hair, or her coat, and she couldn't even feel it.

The petals on the water surface of the celadon bowl fluttered slowly.

The priest looked up at the grey curtain in front of her, and there was a little more excitement in the quiet sight, as if to see the truth of history from this sky.

There was no truth on the gray curtain, only a figure appeared.

"Do you believe in the existence of gods?"

The priest asked softly as he looked at the figure on the curtain.

"No." the man said.

The priestess thought about the conversation between the other party and the bishop in the second city of Shou, and smiled slightly: "Why do you come here today?"

"I have something to ask you."

The person outside the sky curtain was naturally Jing Jiu, and his voice was not emotionally fluctuating.

The priestess knew that he would not come in, and did not directly answer his question, saying: "An ancient civilization and the sea of ​​dark things have all died together, but they have arranged their recovery and prepared countless means so that they can know everything and count Isn't everything just a god?

Jing Jiu said, "That person did exist?"

The priestess said: "God does not need to prove his existence, but he did leave his footprints in the world. From the main star to every colonial star we recovered, including the one you stood on, there are his footprints. "

Jing Jiu thought of the armor buried in the mud in the museum's warehouse and said, "That armor is very backward."

The priestess was not surprised that he could find the footprint left by the god and smiled and said, "Look, this is the so-called connection."

Jing Jiu said, "How do you know me?"

He was very sure that there was no outside information about the laboratory. Even if a soaring person noticed himself through "The Avenue of Heavens" and the Xuanyu Company, he should not let the priestess reach that conclusion-he is a new god.

The priestess said softly: "We have been looking for or waiting for you to appear in the world for many years, and naturally it will be easier to notice some traces."

As for the most confidential information of the military ... It is not difficult for the priestess who are at the top of the belief chain of the Galaxy Alliance.

"When did you start to notice me?" Jing Jiu asked.

The priestess said: "From the moment you came to the laboratory."

Jing Jiu Xin thought it was really early, and asked, "How did you find me after I left?"

The priestess smiled slightly and said, "Suddenly there was a rumor in an underground block ... that there is a game hall haunting. You know, those of us are the best at pretending to play tricks, and naturally pay attention to these things ..."

Jing Jiu did not continue this topic and asked, "What is the priestess?"

The priestess whispered: "We are responsible for inheriting ancient civilizations. At first, humans did not believe our claims, and even persecuted us as witches, until the civilization gradually revived, and many ancient civilizations were found on each planet through archaeology. Only the remains of the gods were accepted. "

Jing Jiu said: "How to pass on?"

The priestess said: "Without writing, every generation of priests passed on word of mouth, and then read it every day in their minds, so as not to forget any words."

This sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult.

Human memory will diminish. What's more troublesome is that as time goes on, many long-term memories will naturally disappear.

Even after his rebirth, he has forgotten many pictures in the palace, not to mention these ordinary female human beings.

These priestess want to remember the knowledge passed to them by their predecessors, they must repeat the memory every day, which is hard and unimaginable.

Jing Jiucai understood why the priest conscription was so important to literature and history, and probably understood the meaning of the word "jing".

"All the remains of ancient civilizations are in your memory?"

"We are just ordinary human beings, but we are more able to withstand loneliness than others, not all-knowing gods. How can we remember all the details of such a vast civilization?"

The priestess patiently explained: "In the beginning, there were a total of 3,000 priestess, and now there are more than 700, and each priestess inheritance only needs to remember their part."

Jing Jiu said, "What are you responsible for remembering?"

The priestess said softly: "Except for the history and general knowledge that all priestess must remember, the content I am responsible for is the most useless ... it is the artistic aspect."

Jing Jiu thought of the famous art museum in Shou Er Metropolis and agreed with her self-humility, which was really useless.

As for that period of history, it must be the dark age when the ancient civilization and the sea of ​​dark objects all end up, so what about general knowledge?

Jing Jiu asked: "What does the new god mean?"

This is what he is here to do today.

He read the consciousness of the bishop and knew that the priestess was looking for a new deity. Why?

You don't need to think about this kind of thing. Since you just want to come to the surface once, come directly to her and say hello.

As for the priesthood's detached position and identity on this planet, he is not under his consideration.

This is a secret known only to the priests and the most trusted cronies. At this time, he was broken by a word. Instead of being surprised, the priest was more respectful and bowed to the figure outside the curtain.

The god knows everything and does everything.

"The last will of the gods before leaving is to make humans wait for new gods to appear."

She fell to the ground and said, "I have waited for many years until you show up."

Jing Jiu said, "Why me?"

The priestess said: "Because you are omnipotent, and you are from another world."