Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

"What preparation?"

Mei Xue didn't know what kind of determination the candle-holding dragon in front of him had made, and how complicated his eyes were looking at him, but she could hear the firm will in that vicissitudes of life voice.

It is a belief that will never be shaken even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. It is the great wish of the guardian who is alone watching the last scene of the prehistoric world after the stars have fallen all over the sky and all the mountains and rivers have disappeared.

Even though the world is changing, things are changing, people are changing, even the sky is no longer the sky of the past, the dragon holding the candle still has not given up, and is still waiting with his broken body.

Finally, it has waited for the person it is waiting for, the person who can entrust its ambition, and the only person who has the hope of achieving this.

Just like what it asked, it didn't need Mei Xue to promise to complete this almost impossible task, but just wanted to know if he was willing.

In this world, the most important thing for anyone has two possibilities: recoverable and irretrievable.

If you lost the most important thing, would you want to get it back? Would you want to do whatever it takes to get it back?

Even if it is something that even the gods and saints cannot do, it is absolutely impossible to reverse the wheel of fortune.

The question that the dragon holding the candle asked Mei Xue was the answer to everything.

If you really want to save it.

If you really want to create that miracle from the bottom of your heart.

Even if it's a taboo between heaven and earth, if you don't really think that you "want", you won't give that answer.

What the Candle Dragon wants to see is exactly that kind of "perseverance", which is what it needs, and it is also the most important thing that Mei Xue needs.

Even if it requires reversing the way of heaven, conquering the entire sea and mountains, and creating miracles that no one can accomplish, as long as there is that "persistence", everything is possible.

That was the starting point of everything, the most precious thing it saw in Mei Xue's eyes.

That's it, as long as you have this look, everything is enough.

"Although we met for a short time, our fate is really wonderful."

"I never thought that I would have the day when I choose to end my life." The voice of the Candle Dragon gradually softened. It looked at this small world with eyes full of longing, and will The last complete fragment of the ancient prehistoric remains in his huge longan forever.

Although he was more reluctant than anyone else, he had to make a settlement with his own hands, and completely shatter the world that accompanied him and protected him.

Because, only in this way can we usher in a new life, and only in this way can we create a new world that is most suitable for Meixue.

Everything it owns, everything it entrusts, will all become Mei Xue's property.

This is the handover of the past master of Shan Hai Jing and the new master of Shan Hai Jing. Originally, if it used the method of sustaining life to survive, this handover process could last for tens of thousands of years.

No one forced it, this is Shan Hai Jing's own choice, if the primordial prehistoric world is still there, it may still be able to leave this world to gain freedom.

But the Great Desolation has been broken, and it can no longer get out of this small world. Its strength can never be replenished, so it can only hug this dilapidated body day after day, year after year, waiting to die in this small world.

Once the guardian of the prehistoric world, the candle-holding dragon from which all dragon veins originated would choose such an ugly way of death. Having experienced the prosperity of the prehistoric world and witnessed the destruction of the prehistoric world, it would never fall in such a way anyway .

So, it made a choice.

It entrusted all the ambitions that it failed to complete, and it would never be able to complete again, to the human teenager Mei Xue in front of it.

Just because he can say "I do" to it with such clear eyes, bearing its hope.

The road that it failed to complete will be inherited by him, starting from these seas and mountains, starting from this small world.

It will turn into a lamp that illuminates his path, burns everything in him, and opens the door to the supreme power for him.

Its life will come to an end here, and Mei Xue will become the veritable master of Shan Hai Jing.

Only because, in response to its hope, he lit a new lamp.

The world of the seas and mountains does not belong to it, does not obey it, rejects it, and will not allow the fragments from the ancient prehistoric world to expand, and it has lost the power to create the world again.

Therefore, its dream, its deepest wish, can only be fulfilled by Mei Xue.

The everlasting candle that once illuminated the entire primordial world flew into the mouth, and then began to ignite the huge body of the dragon holding the candle.

The dragon's horns as high as a mountain peak, and the huge dragon's body winding for tens of millions of miles, all began to burn, and the last remaining life force of the candle-holding dragon began its final glorious moment.

The pair of huge dragon eyes that once looked down on the primordial prehistoric world and were in charge of the rise and fall of the sun, moon and stars shed their last tears, turning into countless crystals and falling on the misty ground.

The white mist began to dissipate like a tide, revealing the true face of the earth.

How miserable it was, what a desolate land, the flames, the traces of corrosion extending to the end of the earth, and the thick bloody smell could not be completely dissipated even after tens of millions of years.

That is the record of the countless prehistoric creatures, together with the traces of the thirty-three days when the gods and Buddhas perished, and the last seven days and nights of the prehistoric world.

The body of the candle-holding dragon that has been shrouded in mist is even more miserable than this land. Almost all the bones have been severed. The dragon blood, dragon meat, and dragon tendons have all lost their vitality and turned into lifeless fossils.

This is the last fragment of the primordial prehistoric world, the legacy brought into the Shan Hai Jing by the dragon holding the candle.

In the past, this was the treasure that the dragon holding the candle entrusted with his last thoughts. Even though there were no living beings here, it was the last evidence of the existence of that prehistoric world.

It never thought that in the end, it would be its own hands that would destroy this world, which was regarded as the other half of its own life, together with its own body.

Everything is for that dream, the world that haunts it.

"The heaven and the earth were born, I was born into the sky and the earth, I destroyed the heaven and the earth, I regarded it as day, closed it as night, blown it as winter, called it summer, did not drink, did not eat, and did not rest..." Echoing between the heaven and the earth is the candle. The whisper of the dragon, as the sun, moon and stars, the meaning it represents as the guardian of the heavens and the earth.

However, it has lost the world it needs to protect, and the hundreds of millions of creatures that once lived under its protection have all fallen. For the guardian of the world, its status is higher than that of the gods and Buddhas, and it coexists with immortal saints. There is nothing more tragic than this.

Its strongest power bred from the original power of the prehistoric world is "guarding", not "repairing". So after the last saint who could fix the loopholes in the world also fell into the hands of the world-destroying black bird, the prehistoric world that was once located in the center of the great world finally ushered in the final doomsday.

It can do nothing about it, it can't even intervene, it can only watch its own body shatter little by little, the sun, moon and stars under its control fall one by one, and finally everything collapses, and the sky falls.

This fragment is the last thing left of its broken body.