The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 36: Priestess
Jing Jiu didn't rush over, but carefully observed for a while.
The protective cover is above the troposphere of the atmosphere, so it cannot block the rain and naturally cannot block the wind.
He stretched out his finger to feel the wind speed, and quickly calculated that, at the speed of wind and rain erosion here, the surface of the building should be more damaged.
The traces of war on this grassland are so obvious, which means that when the Dark Sea invaded that year, this was the most intense main battlefield. Why did that building remain?
The lines on the stone pillars are not rune lines, and there is no wave of formation.
He overturned his previous assumptions, it seems that the inheritance of the priestess has nothing to do with the Ascended.
——The sand dunes gradually flowed, flooded the back of his insteps, and then continued upwards, eventually swallowing his body.
After a while, the grains of sand stopped rolling, as if nothing had happened.
In the depths of this heavily deserted grassland, a looming light appeared.
The light is extremely sharp, and nothing can stop it from moving forward.
With a soft buzz, the light disappeared.
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That magnificent building is the main sacrificial hall of the Star Gate planet. It is indeed similar to the fire transmission towers in various cities, except that the regulations are hundreds of times larger.
It may be because the priestess lives here. There is not much modern civilization in this building. Of course, it doesn’t mean it’s primitive. It’s just that the high-tech devices are hidden in huge rocks. For example, those military-level gravitational field generators are just a few stone sculptures from the outside.
There are seven meditation rooms on the east side of the sacrificial hall, and a Zen garden surrounded by four walls. The area is small. There is an ancient well in it, and a few green bamboos are planted in the corners to face the falling from the sky. That heavenly light is so beautiful that it is beyond words.
With a soft buzz, the water in the well moved slightly, and a figure flew out and fell among the green bamboos. The bamboo branches suddenly became more energetic.
Looking at the few green bamboos, thinking about the bamboos in the small mountain village, the bamboos at the gate of Tianguangfeng Bairujingdong Mansion, the bamboos moved to Sanqianyuan by the child...
Jing Jiu also has more energy.
He has a sword-qi bodyguard. Even though he has traveled two hundred kilometers underground, the blue sweatshirt on his body has not been damaged in any way, except that the straps of the black backpack hanging outside are worn out. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the worn-out strap into a wisp of blue smoke, walked to the side of the well and looked down. After watching the gradually calming water surface for a while, he turned and left.
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The main hall of the sacrificial hall is unimaginable. The dome is about three hundred meters high, and the wall painted with frescoes of ancient civilizations and gods seems to have no end in sight.
After all, there is an end, even in the universe.
At the end of the hall is a gray curtain, falling from the dome to the ground. I don't know what material it is made of. The surface is extremely smooth, without any wrinkles.
If this is the visualization of the sky, no one can object to it.
On the other side of the gray curtain was a quiet and clear stone room, with candles burning on both sides of the stone steps, and the sky light from nowhere.
There is a futon on the bluestone ground, the edge of which has been severely worn.
A black-haired woman is sitting on a futon, wearing a white sacrificial attire, with a golden lace that represents a noble identity around her waist.
The golden tie is as smooth as a curtain without any wrinkles.
The black hair falls like a waterfall, but the rules are so neat and tidy, as if each hair has its own position, and it will never be surpassed.
The woman's expression is gentle, her eyebrows are quiet and tender, and she exudes a feeling of incompetence and calm water.
She is the most noble and highest-status priestess on this planet.
I don't know how old the priestess is, and I don't know why, there are traces of too much thought between her eyebrows and eyes.
The gray screen like the sky is in front. This room doesn't seem to have a dome, and it can lead directly to the stars in the universe.
She sits here quietly, as if she has been sitting for countless years.
There was no incense in the room, and the burning flames didn't have any peculiar smell.
There is no gorgeous decoration here either, but a small bowl made of celadon is placed in front of her.
There is clear water in the celadon bowl, and three pink petals float on the water, not moving, as if they were fake.
A gust of breeze came from somewhere.
The wind was extremely faint, it couldn't move her hair, her clothes, or even perceive it.
The petals on the surface of the celadon bowl floated slowly.
The priestess raised her head and looked at the gray curtain in front of her. There was more excitement in her quiet vision, as if she wanted to see the truth of history from this sky.
There was no truth on the side of the gray curtain, only a figure appeared.
"Do you believe in the existence of gods?"
The priestess looked at the figure on the curtain and asked quietly.
"No," the man said.
The priestess thought about the conversation between the other party and the bishop in Shou Ercheng, and smiled slightly and said: "Then why are you here today?"
"I have something to ask you."
The person outside the sky curtain is naturally Jing Jiu, and his voice has no mood swings.
The priestess knew that he would not come in, and did not directly answer his question, saying: "The ancient civilization and the sea of dark things will die together, but she has arranged her own recovery and prepared countless methods so that she can know everything. Can it count the existence of all things, isn't it 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, he Footprints."
Jing Jiu thought of the mecha buried in the mud in the museum storeroom, and said, "That mecha is very backward."
The priestess was not surprised that he could find the footprints left by the gods, and smiled and said, "Look, this is the so-called connection."
Jing Jiu said, "How did you know me?"
He is quite sure that the laboratory data has not been passed on. Even if an Ascendant notices him through "The Great Way to the Sky" and the Vortex Company, he shouldn't let the priestess come to that conclusion-he is a new god.
The priestess said softly: "We have been looking for or waiting for you in the world for many years, so naturally it will be easier to notice some traces."
As for the most confidential information about the military... it is not difficult for the priestesses who are at the top of the chain of belief in the Galaxy Alliance to understand.
"When did you start noticing me?" Jing Jiu asked.
The priestess said: "From the moment you came to the laboratory."
Jing Jiu thought it was really early, and asked, "How did you find me after I left?"
The priestess smiled slightly and said: "A rumor suddenly appeared in an underground block...that a game hall was haunted. You know, we people are best at pretending to be ghosts, so naturally we pay attention to these things..." /
Jing Jiu did not continue this topic, and asked, "What is a priestess?"
The priestess said softly: "We are responsible for the inheritance of ancient civilizations. In the beginning, humans did not believe our claims, and even persecuted us as witches. Until the civilization gradually revived, archaeological discoveries on various planets Many remains of ancient civilizations have accepted the existence of gods."
Jing Jiu said: "How to pass on?"
The priestess said: "Leave no words, and pass it word of mouth between priests of each generation, and then read it in my mind every day, so as not to forget any words."
This sounds simple, but it's actually very difficult.
Human memory will diminish. What's more troublesome is that, with the passage of time, many long-term memories will naturally disappear.
Even after he turned the sword and was reborn, he forgot a lot of the pictures in the palace back then, not to mention these ordinary female humans.
If these priestesses want to remember the knowledge passed on to them by their predecessors, they must repeat the memory every day, which is hard work and unimaginable.
Jing Jiu understands why the priesthood is so important to the knowledge of literature and history, and he probably understands the meaning of the word "quiet".
"All the remnants of ancient civilization are in your memory?"
"We are just ordinary humans, but we are more able to endure loneliness than others. We are not omniscient and omnipotent gods. How do we remember all the details in such a vast civilization?"
The priestess patiently explained: "In the beginning, there were a total of 3,000 priestesses, and now there are more than 700 remaining. Each priestess only needs to remember their part of the inheritance."
Jing Jiu said, "What are you responsible for remembering?"
The priestess said softly: "Apart from the history and general knowledge that all priestesses must remember, the content I am responsible for is the least useful... is the artistic aspect."
Jing Jiu thought of the famous art museum in Shou'er City, and agreed with her self-humility. It was really useless.
As for that period of history, it must be a dark age when the ancient civilization and the sea of dark things died together, so what about general knowledge?
Jing Jiu asked: "What does the new **** mean?"
This is what he is here to do today.
He read the consciousness of the bishop~IndoMTL.com~ and knew that the priestess was looking for a new god. The question is why?
This kind of thing doesn't need to think about it. Since it happens to be on the surface once, just come to her and say hello.
As for the priestess's transcendent status and status on this planet, it is not in his consideration.
This is a secret that only the priestesses and the most trusted confidants know. At this time, when he said that, the priestess was not surprised, but more respectful, and bowed to the figure outside the screen.
The gods know everything and are omnipotent.
"The last will left by the gods before they leave is to make mankind wait for new gods to appear."
She fell on 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."