Hutao uses me to judge my performance

As a god, Zhongli lives as a human, but his essence is still that of a god.

God’s perspective is definitely different from that of humans.

From his perspective, he is considering things that are hundreds of years, millennia, or even beyond.

There will be a second rock god in Liyue, and when the second rock god appears, where will these people who believe in the lost rock king go?

For Jiang Bai, Zhongli was restricted by his inherent thinking.

Who stipulates that you can only believe in one god?

"It does sound reasonable." Paimeng looked at him in surprise as if he had gotten to know Jiang Bai again.

Jiang Bai corrected her statement, "It doesn't make sense, it makes a lot of sense!"

"What do you think?" Jiang Bai looked at Kong.

As an outsider, Sora's views are quite constructive.

Kong nodded temporarily, "It does make sense."

Zhong Li saw Jiang Bai's expression full of relief, "Bringing you here is indeed the right decision."

Yes, who stipulates that you can only believe in one god?

Jiang Bai felt like he was floating after being praised by Zhong Li.

He quickly coughed and stabilized himself.

He looked at Wan Yan, who was soaked all over and looked ashen as if she had lost her faith, and he was not in the mood to argue with her.

"The faults of your ancestors are your ancestors' fault, not your fault. Although their behavior is shameful, without them, you would not be where you are now. As the younger generation, you must accept and recognize the faults of your predecessors.

The pain mixed between ancestors and faith is the punishment given to you by the Demon God of Salt after his death for thousands of years. "

Wanyan's eyes moved.

"Is it punishment?"

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Bai pointed at these salt sculptures and continued: "If you want to feel better, you don't have to regard these people as ancestors, but this is just self-deception."

Wan Yan turned her head to look at the statue that was still holding the sword, and her eyes regained some agility.

"No, they are my ancestors. If it weren't for them, there would be no tribe of mine today."

"I didn't understand before why the elders didn't tell me how the Salt Demon God died. Every time I mentioned this, they remained silent and looked painful.

"I thought it was because we lived in the territory of our enemies. We knew clearly that the King of Rocks had assassinated the Demon God of Salt, but we had to accept his false kindness and it was painful."

"It turns out that we ourselves are the murderers who killed the Salt Demon God"

"It turns out that every generation of us who dare not forget our past is trying to atone for our sins."

Chapter 410 This is our punishment

Listening to her words, Jiang Bai suddenly understood.

When he was angry at first, he thought that the people of this clan were just like Wan Yan, who had long forgotten their own history, and were all wolf-hearted people, but he didn't think he was wrong.

No wonder Wan Yan is the only one searching for the history of the Demon God of Salt. No wonder she can only find Zhongli.

Because the elders in the family knew these things but had no shame in telling them to her, the younger generation, she was left to find the truth on her own.

Jiang Bai looked at her with some pity. This result was tantamount to the collapse of his faith.

Seeing that she no longer called the emperor by his name, Jiang Bai decided to show mercy and forgive this woman.

"Although you have realized your mistake, you have misunderstood the emperor for so long and still made assumptions about the emperor. You must go to the Seven Heavens Statue with three sticks of incense every day to apologize!"

Wan Yan was silent for a while and said: "I will."

Jiang Bai was satisfied.

Not bad, not hopeless.

But forgiveness is forgiveness. Regarding the matter about the Demon God of Salt, should it be recorded? What should I do to avoid another Wan Yan?

"Master, how about we write a book about the Salt Demon God? Write down his achievements, stories, thoughts, and endings. It can be used as a warning for future generations and as historical materials for learning."

The story of the Demon God of Salt is really educational. What is weakness is the original sin, what avoidance cannot solve the problem, and what endless concessions will only give up everything. Each of these is a teaching story.

Zhong Li looked at Wan Yan, "If I want to write a book, I will inevitably include your clan's story in it. Are you willing?"

"The achievements of the Demon God of Salt should not be buried. Although he is a weak Demon God, he at least gave us a safe shelter. As for the betrayal of my family, please do not hide it."

Wan Yan was silent for a moment and said, "This is our punishment."

Not sure if it was an illusion, Jiang Bai felt that the demonic remnants around him had faded a bit.

Leaving the underground and seeing the sun again, Jiang Bai stretched.

"Does this place need to be sealed?" He looked at Zhongli.

There are demonic remnants inside, so if it is not sealed, it will have some effects.

"Go back and inform Qianyan Army about what happened here, and let Qixing arrange for people to seal the entrance to the palace."

Zhongli had no intention of taking action at all.

He is just a guest at the Hall of Purity now, so let Qixing take care of this kind of thing.

"Oh, then I'll call Chongyun here to guard him." Jiang Bai nodded.

This Salt of the Earth is relatively remote, and not many people usually come here, but there are still many monsters like Slime Qiuqiu and Li Huahua living here. These monsters are very susceptible to the influence of the residue of the demon inside. .

Once affected, Mandrill will definitely come to slay the demon.Of course, you can't bother Immortal Mandrill with this kind of thing.

At this time, it was the turn of Tianheng Alchemist Chongyun, who was eager for training, to take action!

Chongyun, who was trying to find Xie Sui, suddenly received a message from Jiang Bai. After hearing what Jiang Bai said, he suddenly jumped three feet high.

"Salt of the earth! Evil spirits! Demonic remnants!"

Because he was so excited, he almost failed to control his pure Yang power.

Finally, he can use his strength!

It is so painful to live a life where you are obviously a magician who can eliminate evil spirits, but you cannot find any evil spirits!

He threw away the unreliable evil information Xingqiu gave him and rushed to the Salt of the Earth without stopping.

Seeing Wan Yan leave on his own, Jiang Bai looked at Zhongli holding the salt lamp and salt ruler, "Master, she doesn't want these two things, what should we do with them?"

"Please accompany me to Guyun Pavilion again."

Paimon scratched his little head, "Huh? Why are you going to Guyun Pavilion again?"

"Alas" Zhongli sighed, "I revisited my old place and talked about so many past events. It is inevitable that I will miss those old friends."

Jiang Bai said nothing and just followed him to Guyun Pavilion.

I'm afraid he has said goodbye to countless old friends in the past years.

Although I didn't hear him tell the story between himself and the Demon God of Salt, he knew so clearly about the Demon God of Salt that they should have known each other before.

It's just that the two sides have different ideas, so there is no more intersection.

Sora and Paimon followed, no one spoke, but it was rare silence.

Guyun Pavilion is still the same as when it came back, and the demon gods suppressing it below did not cause any fluctuations because of their second arrival.

Zhongli stood at the highest point of Guyun Pavilion, and the sea breeze blew in his face, ruffling his hair.

"I mentioned to you before that many old demons were suppressed under Guyun Pavilion. Now the immortals have handed over Liyue Port to mortals, and Heulia's era is even longer in the past..."

Zhongli looked towards Liyue Port. Under that calm face was the accumulation of countless years and history.

"I ended an era with my own hands, and I have been thinking about how to record the history that I ended. History can be recorded, but history is not reliable, and this incident also proves this.

"Time has a powerful force, and history will distort over the years. I need to find better records to engrave the true history."

"Did you find it?" Jiang Bai asked.

Zhong Li did not answer this question, but looked at Kong and Jiang Bai.

Once, he had the idea of ​​using Jiang Bai as a record, but now, Sora appeared.

Double records are safer.

“Carving stone is a long-lasting way of recording, but the seemingly unchanging rock, the seemingly unchanging world and me may disappear one day.

"You are people who have traveled far across the sky and across the sea of ​​stars. If history is engraved in your memory, it will always exist with your existence."

Jiang Bai looked confused and couldn't understand.

Why can memory equal history?

Why does it exist as long as you remember it?

Does this involve any laws of Teyvat?

"I don't understand." Jiang Bai told the truth.

"You don't need to understand it now, just remember it."

"As [Adventors], as long as you can [record], the era and history of Teyvat will have another backup of existence."

Looking at Guyun Pavilion at his feet, Zhongli's memory seemed to return to the long past.

"Thousands of years ago, Liyue was in chaos, and I and the immortals were in chaos.

"This place where rock spears have suppressed demon gods has gone through thousands of years, and in the end, only anecdotes and legends are left."

"The salt lamps and salt rulers left by Heulia should not be returned to Liyue Port. Letting them stay here is both a sleep and a return to their hometown."

He walked forward and came to the edge of the rock.

With a wave of his hand, the salt lamp and salt ruler flew up from Jiang Bai's hand, fell into the sea, and sank into the water.

He seemed to be talking to the devil in the sea, and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Osser, you and I are enemies, not friends. But the antagonism of the old times is just a memory of the old times."

"Heulia's relic, it's up to you to devour it."

The lone crane spread its wings and took off, causing ripples on the beach.

The salt ruler and salt lamp completely sank to the bottom of the sea, and Liyue Harbor lost another miracle.

Chapter 411: Then my wish can’t activate it?

Seeing Zhongli throwing the salt ruler and cup to Osel, Jiang Bai wanted to ask, isn't he afraid that Osel will become stronger after swallowing it?

But considering that Zhongli waved his hand with the strength of countless huge rock spears, he did not ask in the end.

And it only swallowed two items, and it was not the real power of salt. Even if Osel broke away from the seal again, Liyue was sure to seal him again.

Jiang Bai turned to look at Liyue Port. Liyue Port is far away from here. Looking from here, he can only vaguely see some buildings of Liyue Port. As for the more detailed ports and docks, Can't see clearly anymore.

"Master, what do you think Liyue Port will look like thousands of years from now?"

"I don't know either." Zhong Li also looked at Liyue Port.

This city that he had seen for thousands of years seemed to have changed a lot, but it also seemed not to have changed at all.

"Emperor Yan Wang is dead. No matter what happens to Liyue in the future, it is the Liyue people's own business."

"Yes. The old era has passed. Master, you only need to do what you like every day. You don't need to worry about Liyue's future and development anymore."

Zhongli chuckled and nodded.

He is just Zhongli now, not Emperor Yanwang.

He turned sideways and looked at the endless sea, and suddenly said to the air:

"null."

"Ok?"

“Have you decided which country to go to next?”

"Not yet. Liyue is too big, and there are still many places I haven't been to. I plan to visit all those places to see if I can find any trace of my sister before setting off to the next country."

I was in a hurry to come to Liyue from Mondstadt because the annual ceremony of inviting immortals was about to begin. I wanted to see the Rock King only once a year, so I rushed over from Mondstadt without stopping.