Yuanshin: The Eye of God Lights Up Again

What prompted Mu Xian to stop was the movement not far away.

Several mushroom beasts surrounded a young girl, who was wearing a green dress.

From the looks of it, he was dressed as a ranger.

The text on the void terminal appeared in Mu Xian's sight.

Mu Xian quickly recognized the identity of the girl in the distance.

【Lana】

【Huachengguo Ranger】

Mu Xian quickly looked away from Lana, then turned and left.

"Won't you help her?"

When the little girl's voice came, Mu Xian paused.

Mu Xian heard this voice before, when he was uploading his sword practice experience.

His right hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife. This sudden sound in his head made Mu Xian frown.

However, Mu Xian quickly determined the source and raised his hand to take off the Void Terminal from his ear.

"Do not be afraid."

This time the voice was a little anxious: "I'm just communicating with you through the void terminal... I'm a little curious about you."

Mu Xian kept moving, but after touching the Void Terminal with his right hand, he did not take it off directly.

"who are you?"

Mu Xian spoke, but his vision suddenly changed, and an empty palace came into view.

The decoration style of the palace made Mu Xian feel familiar.

But before Mu Xian could remember, his vision returned to its original state.

The girl Lana in the corner is still fighting those mushroom beasts, and she doesn't know how long she can hold on.

"My name is Nasida."

The girl's voice sounded in Mu Xian's ears again.

"But other people call me the Little Lucky Grass King."

Naxida's words made Mu Xian put down his right hand.

He had no idea that the little auspicious grass king would have the voice of a child.

"Grass God..."

Mu Xian said, "Your palace is quite empty."

"But then again."

"Isn't it impolite to suddenly break into other people's heads?"

The words were somewhat thorny, but Mu Xian still gave the grass god the respect he deserved.

Since his rebirth, it was the first time that Mu Xian had so many conversations with someone he had just met for the first time.

"Feel sorry."

The god's apology was once again beyond Mu Xian's expectation.

From Mu Xian's point of view, he had never seen any other gods except the God of Thunder before this.

When Mu Xian was born, Mond's wind god had already disappeared for a long time, maybe he had died in a corner somewhere.

As for Liyue's Rock God, it is certain that he died during the Immortal Invitation Ceremony. It is said that his body is still lying in the golden room full of molas.

Therefore, Mu Xian's impression of gods almost comes from the God of Thunder.

Paranoid, cold-blooded, and condescending.

"You really don't look like a god." Mu Xian said, his voice still as cold as ever.

"sorry."

Nacida apologized again: "I still have a long way to go before I can become a true god."

Chapter 135 The Scene of the World Tree

With that said, Nasida shifted the topic to Lana in the distance.

"That child is a citizen of Sumeru, can you help me save her?"

This was the third time Mu Xian looked at Lana in the distance, but he still didn't choose to take action.

"Nothing will happen to her."

Mu Xian said something that Naxida didn't understand at all.

"Eh?"

The five-hundred-year-old girl blinked her eyes in the Jingshan Palace, and with the help of the power of the void, she saw the scene afterward.

The blond-haired traveler suddenly appeared with a flying object named Paimon, and dealt with the mushroom beasts in a few clicks.

At this moment, Mu Xian also looked away.

"The traveler?"

Grass God's surprised voice came again: "Why did he appear here?"

Mu Xian didn't answer, he had already found a better position at this time.

It's not a cave, it's under a big tree that two people can hug.

The temperature under the trees is particularly cool.

It is indeed a good location to get rid of Muxian, who is not too concerned about safety.

Taking out the materials, Mu Xian casually picked up a palm-sized stone and crushed some of the materials into powder.

The God of Grass didn't seem to leave, she had been quietly watching Mu Xian's movements.

"Spiritual phenol incense, the material used by scholars to communicate with the world tree to obtain knowledge."

She seemed to see something: "Is there something you want to know?"

Mu Xian remained silent before lighting the prepared spirit phenol incense.

The fragrance brought by the burning slowly rises, and the sunlight shining down seems to have the shadow of smoke.

The grass god's voice no longer came from his mind.

Mu Xian closed his eyes, and the darkness gradually faded away in a trance.

When Mu Xian opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding environment was much darker.

The big snow-white tree occupies a large area of ​​sight in front of Mu Xian.

Tree roots spread in all directions, one of which was at Mu Xian's feet.

"This is the World Tree."

The grass god's voice came out again, and a little girl with long white hair came out from beside Mu Xian.

She looked up at the tall tree trunk in front of her, with longing and trance in her eyes.

The black shadow flitted in front of Nasida, and Mu Xian had already walked towards the World Tree.

Mu Xian who left made Naxida come back to her senses, and trotted to keep up with Mu Xian.

"The history of Tevat is recorded on the World Tree, and these histories are composed of the memories of every dead person."

"And people's memories are always accompanied by the knowledge they have learned throughout their lives."

"Like a little squirrel collecting food, it always collects some very precious things."

Mu Xian was speechless, his eyes already attracted by the tree crown above his head.

The leaves are falling down, and Mu Xian can feel that the things in the tree that are connected to him are getting closer.

Mu Xian wasn't sure what it was.

But if you think about it, you also know that there are things related to yourself in the world tree.

Either the history related to oneself in the World Tree, or the soul fragments left under the World Tree.

"It's so strange..."

Nashida's voice sounded again, and the pupils of her eyes glowed with green light.

"I haven't seen any information about you here at all."

"It's as if...hid by someone."

These words finally made Mu Xian look at Naxida.

But there was no shadow of the grass god in sight.

She didn't know when she had disappeared, leaving Mu Xian alone.

The pink-white leaves fluttered down, and dissipated quickly after landing on Mu Xian's shoulder.

Naxida's departure was a bit sudden, but it didn't attract Mu Xian's attention.

Mu Xian approached the World Tree step by step, and reached out to touch the trunk that was countless times bigger than himself.

White rays of light flashed in front of Mu Xian, and Mu Xian saw many things in it.

The Daedric War, the founding of Mondstadt, the rebellion of the first Lion Bud Knight...

In the end, Mu Xian saw a baby boy being carried out by the priest of the West Wind Church.

The baby boy's cry seemed to be terrified of the world, and then he was hugged by the weak blonde woman lying on the bed.

The gentle comfort made the baby boy stop crying, and the woman's face was full of doting and joy.

Time seems to have never left a mark on her face, but it made her face lack the expression at that time.

Mu Xian watched all this indifferently, opened his mouth and said.