People are in the original god, telling a book

Liyue Port, Yunhai Bookstore.

In some eerie atmosphere, the dinner was finally over.

After the meal, Yae Shenzi left with an excuse, and Hu Tao also took Zhongli and ran towards the Hall of Rebirth. In the end, only Ningzhe and Clemons were left.

At this time, the sun had already set, and Ningzhe and Clemons did not choose to return directly to Yunhai Bookstore, but took a stroll in Liyue Port.

The reason is very simple, Zhong Li came here not only to say hello, but more importantly, to convey some new information.

In Jue Yunjian, Mandrill, who had already solved the problem of karma invasion, met the Dragon King Ruo Tuo. He seemed to have gotten some new news from the Dragon King. There was no trace of him.

Today's Mandrill has transformed, not only got rid of the long-standing karmic invasion, but also has been cleansed and strengthened, and his weapon has also been replaced by a long spear with the power of [Law] Gungnir. Logically speaking, his current strength has far exceeded Before, there was no need to worry about him.

But the "disappearance" this time is too thorough, it is no longer simply "disappearance of breath" or "disappearance of body shape", but a change of "existence form".

However, this time Zhongli came to inform the matter in person, not for Ning Zhe to deal with it, he planned to deal with the incident of Mandrill's disappearance himself - the more important reason for him to come here was for another one person.

It may be inappropriate to say that it is a [person]. To be precise, it should be for another [God].

When Wuwangpo was dealing with the boundary between life and death, Xumi's little grass god found Ningzhe through the link between consciousness and dreams.At first Zhongli didn't notice it, but as time passed, he still discovered it.

Regarding the newly born Sumeru God, Zhong Li actually didn't have any opinion.After all, as far as he knew, this god didn't do anything in Sumeru—to put it inappropriately, the God of Grass in Sumeru didn't seem to be a regent, but played a role similar to a "vase".

Xumi's politics, economy, and academics for hundreds of years have all been controlled by the Sumeru Holy Order. Compared with the so-called gods, the great sages of the Holy Order seem to be more like the actual rulers of a country.

For this "God of Wisdom", Zhongli believed in and respected her actions.

If she had always been like this, Zhong Li would naturally not say anything, after all, she has been here for hundreds of years, and nothing unexpected happened.

But at this moment, when Ningzhe "ascends to the gods" in a way other than Tivat, the little grass god from the neighboring country directly came to him—the most important thing is that she bypassed Liyue's god and directly talked with Ningzhe. Zhe himself communicates.

Of course Zhong Li wasn't worried about any accidents, but at the moment when the people of Liyue were about to fight against Dragon King Ruotuo, they still had to pay attention to some influences.

After receiving the news, Ningzhe did not hesitate, and quickly told Clemons about his communication with Nasida.

"The newly born God of Wisdom is bound in a high cabinet by wise people, like a canary in captivity?"

After hearing the news of this god, the old man showed a surprised expression. It seems that in his experience, such things are extremely rare.

"Yes. According to the intelligence and information I have so far, the God of Grass in Sumeru began to go deep and simple after being taken back by the Sumeru people hundreds of years ago, and he has never issued any information as a god since then. a policy."

At Yujing Terrace at night, Ning Zhe leaned against the railing, looked at the distant coast, and said slowly: "The current Xumi, it should be said that it is the Xumi Teaching Academy, it does not seem to be like Liyue or Daoqi [Faith] God."

"In other words, instead of believing in the [God of Wisdom], as scholars, they only believe in [Wisdom]."

Looking at the dark sky, densely covered with stars, Ningzhe seemed to think of another world.

It was a dark world. People lived in the darkness, but they always wanted to get rid of the darkness. They didn't realize until the last moment that it was the darkness that gave them the foundation of their existence, but they didn't know it.

In other words, they knew it, but because "darkness cannot speak", they chose to ignore it.

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Hearing the change in Ningzhe's tone, Clemons exhaled slowly. As a "referee" who watched the world die in [heaven], he naturally understood what Ningzhe was talking about.

Just like people in the dark world are eventually swallowed up by their own ignorance and arrogance, in Ningzhe's eyes, will the Sumeru Academy pay the price for their arrogance?
If so, who will "punish" these people, and at what cost?
Clemons didn't know, and in fact, he didn't have much interest in it.

"So, boy Ning, do you have any ideas?" Clemons also looked at the sky and saw the stars, but there was nothing in his pupils.

"Well, I don't really have any ideas anymore." Ning Zhe suddenly turned around, showing a somewhat helpless expression, "Some things have to be resolved by the parties themselves. Is the God of Wisdom really just a vase?"

While talking, Ningzhe stretched.

"I actually think that the God of Grass knows everything. She just didn't take any action to stop the Order Academy. It's not too late for me to help out when she makes her own decision and is determined."

"Haha, good choice." Hearing Ning Zhe's answer, Clemons nodded, "If it was me, I would make this choice too."

Although "young", the ability of the God of Wisdom is not fake, it's just that she has not figured out some things - before she decides what to do, whether as a "friend" or as a god of a neighboring country, Ningzhe Will not shoot.

"However." Clemons turned his gaze away from the sky and returned to Ningzhe, with a somewhat inexplicable tone in his tone, "What if it's because of other things? Like your kid said before, because of some special dream?"

"Dream?" Ning Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then gave the old man a blank look, speechless on his face: "It was already hit in the face by others, why hesitate?"

Hearing this, Clemons was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and turned his gaze to the sky again.

This time, his eyes were no longer pitch black, but had a faint light spot.

This point of light is neither the stars hanging high in the sky, nor some kind of creature flying by, nor is it some abstract thing.

"Did you get hit in the face?"

Clemons muttered to himself, so softly that Ningzhe couldn't hear him.

"If that day ever comes...No, I hope it never will."

In the eyes of the old man, the light spot was dissipating, but while it was disappearing, the outline became more concrete.

It was not a creature, nor a star, but an island.

—islands hanging in the sky.