nycdaug Chapter 289 Don't Go Any Further
Chapter 289 Don't Go Any Further
There was a hint of solemnity and expectation in the words of the Goddess of the Qin. Her gaze crossed the boundaries of time and space, as if she had foreseen all the possibilities of the future.
She gently stroked the "Ancient Sound", as if bidding her final farewell to this ancient companion.
"Xinghui, the promise I made to you is like this ancient sound, which has lasted for ages and is immortal. This harp is not only a witness to our friendship, but also the key to saving the world. It will become the mark of your soul. No matter how many reincarnations you go through, as long as it exists, your mission will not end."
Having said this, the voice of the goddess of the zither suddenly became soft and deep. She raised her head and looked into the distance, with an inexplicable light flashing in her eyes.
"Perhaps, it is really time. You, Xinghui's soul, should wake up at this critical moment, take on your due responsibilities, and become the savior."
As the goddess of the zither finished her words, a gleaming silver thread suddenly fell from her hand.
This silver thread may look ordinary, but it contains unspeakable power and mystery.
It fell gently to the ground, making a clear and long sound, as if telling an ancient legend.
And at this moment, the figure of the Goddess of the Qin began to gradually become blurred. Her body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
Only a faint echo was left, echoing in the air for a long time: "Remember your mission, Xinghui's soul, the people need you."
Shen Xing, Xingzhi Shenjun and others looked at the direction where Qin Shen disappeared, their hearts filled with shock and confusion. They didn't know what this silver thread meant, nor did they know when Xinghui's soul would wake up.
As the sound of the zither god disappeared and the ancient sound appeared, the people who watched Shen Xing experience the illusion began to whisper, with doubts and confusion written all over their faces.
They don't understand why this mysterious and powerful god of the zither would give such precious ancient music to Shen Xing. Doesn't this mean that Shen Xing is the reincarnation of Xinghui as they call him?
However, when everyone was guessing, the voice of Lord Xingzhi rang out among the crowd like a clear spring. His words were calm and profound, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Everyone, please be patient." Xingzhi Divine Lord said slowly, "We must understand that this is just an illusion, the result of Shen Xing's inner wishes and fantasies. The appearance of the ancient sound does not directly indicate that Shen Xing has any substantial relationship with Xinghui. It more reflects Shen Xing's broad mind and compassion for the people."
The words of Lord Xingzhi were like a sobering agent, awakening the originally confused people.
They began to realize that they might have been too obsessed with appearances and ignored the essence of the illusion. This was indeed just a dream, a world constructed by Shen Xing's inner heart. Although it was full of fantasy and mystery, it was not reality after all.
"God, what you said makes sense!" Someone exclaimed, "We were almost deceived by this illusion, but luckily you gave us some advice."
"Yes, it is rare for Shen Xing to have such a broad mind." Another person also echoed, "Whether he is the reincarnation of Xinghui or not, he deserves our respect and admiration."
Under the guidance of the God of Action, the discussion among the crowd gradually subsided. Everyone began to look at this illusion, as well as the qualities and feelings displayed by Shen Xing, with a more peaceful and rational attitude.
As everyone gradually calmed down and began to examine this illusion with a more rational attitude, the heart of the God of Action and Destiny was not completely calm. He stood alone, his eyes deep, as if thinking about some unknown secret.
"Shen Xing... he must be Xinghui." Xingzhi Divine Lord thought to himself, "Although the illusion is false, it can truly reflect a person's inner world and potential historical connections. Shen Xing's performance in the illusion and his various connections with the Ancient Sound are by no means accidental."
Thinking of this, Xingzhi Shenjun's eyes became more determined. He knew that he had to report this discovery to the Emperor of Heaven as soon as possible in order to find out the truth and solve the mystery between Shen Xing and Xinghui.
So he quickly used his divine power and the art of sound transmission to convey his guess and request to the Emperor of Heaven.
In the voice transmission, he described in detail Shen Xing's performance in the illusion, as well as his speculation about Shen Xing's identity, and begged the Emperor of Heaven to send capable personnel to investigate Shen Xing's life experience and background to confirm whether he was really the reincarnation of Xinghui.
After receiving the message from Lord Xingzhi, the Emperor of Heaven also felt that this matter was of great importance.
He immediately summoned the most capable spies and messengers in the heavens and secretly arranged an investigation against Shen Xing. This operation not only involves the mystery of Shen Xing's life experience, but also concerns the fate and future of the entire heaven.
And Shen Xing himself knew nothing about all this.
He was still immersed in the shock and thinking brought by the illusion, and had not realized that he had become the focus of attention of the high-level heavenly realm. However, no matter how the future would develop, Shen Xing was destined to play a crucial role in this huge historical torrent.
In the bizarre world of illusion, Shen Xing seemed to have stepped into the depths of his own soul, facing countless temptations and challenges. He bid farewell to the zither god who gave him the ancient sound, and continued on the road ahead with curiosity and desire for the unknown.
Not long after, Shen Xing met a middle-aged man carrying a heavy load of firewood.
The man had a plain face, but his eyes revealed an indescribable wisdom and vicissitudes. He stopped, looked at Shen Xing, and said slowly:
"Young man, don't go any further. You are walking on this road called 'Sea of Memory'. Every step you take may awaken the forgotten memories and facts deep in your heart."
Shen Xing couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited and curious when he heard this. He knew that these dusty memories might be the key to unlocking the mystery of his identity. So, he looked at the middle-aged man with joy, expecting more guidance.
However, the middle-aged man's tone suddenly became serious: "But you have to remember that knowing more is not necessarily a good thing. Some memories are too heavy, and some facts are too cruel. They may make you unable to bear it, and even change the trajectory of your life."
Facing the middle-aged man's warning, Shen Xing fell into deep thought. He understood that this was not only a path to memory, but also a test of self-awareness and growth. But even so, he never thought of retreating. He knew that only by bravely facing his past could he truly embrace the future.
So, Shen Xing did not answer the middle-aged man's words, but took a firm step and continued moving forward.