roccoschili Chapter 221 Fuli
Chapter 221 Fuli
Chapter 221 Fu Li
There is nothing in the world that is more tolerant than pure memory: it records everything without disgust or preference.
It selflessly retains every basic fact and every beautiful gesture; it is a river of endless lives and a treasure piled up by eternal wisdom.
The Fuli is a school of fish that swims back and is also the key to the treasure house.
He sat in meditation in the center of the Pure Land, watching everything in the world tirelessly repeat its mistakes.
No one knows when He was born. He quietly appeared in the history of the universe, naturally and logically, as if He had modified everyone's memory.
According to legend, Fuli was born during the War of the Gods, when the battle between the breeding star god Taizyuros and the gluttonous star god Obolos led to the destruction of many galaxies.
From a certain theory of cause and effect, Fu Li's birth had something to do with him, although it was something that couldn't be touched with eight poles.
The ancestor's database is connected to the think tank in the train, but there is still very little news about the Memory Star God Fuli.
Even the ascetic monks who had their eyes opened by the Bodhisattva were still unable to use their celestial eyes to detect traces related to the Memory Star God Fuli.
Even the members of the world-renowned Genius Club still have only a limited understanding of the Memory Star God Fuli, as if the Memory Star God Fuli and the Last Star God are both ghosts traveling between the universes.
To be honest, there are only a handful of Star Gods in the universe today that he can fear, and the Memory Star God Fuli happens to be one of them.
Although He has never shown any power that could shatter the world, his ability to control memories is already shocking.
But when I look back and think about it carefully, did I have Fu Li's help on my way to becoming a god?
Whether Noah's light can cause a temporary seal of memory is unknown, but as a god who controls memory, Fuli definitely knows something.
Including the key to the treasure house that Fuli gave to him, it means that his eyes are always staring at him.
What he needs? Is it Bai Heng's lost memory or what he needs to find?
Jiang Fan stood in the so-called pure land, surrounded by crystals like mirror fragments, as if he was in another world in the mirror. Under his feet were the spiraling galaxies and the Milky Way, and ripples appeared with every step he took.
There were crystals similar to the six-phase ice in the sky and on the ground. Oleg's memory flickered vaguely in the mirror fragments not far away from him.
That was the first time he went to the lower area to meet Oleg before he became the Great Guardian.
Not only Oleg, but the other mirror fragments show Natasha and herself sitting on the broken bridge in the lower area chatting with a water glass in their hands, the time when Cocolia walked through the wind and snow across the plain to deliver food to herself, and In the dark room of the azure star, when Heita hugged his knees and looked at his mobile phone in a daze, it was when Jiang Fanfan hugged him in the mansion of the Mingchi Clan and penetrated himself to help him ascend to star god...
He dragged heavy steps toward the depths of the Pure Land, and the memory fragments along the way were all memories related to himself.
Whether it was the first time I shivered in my military coat in Beloberg, or the dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and I roared and fought with the Fertile Medicine Master, the only memory that was not recorded was the period after I became immortal. .
His heart was in a mess, and he always felt that the truth he was about to find was right in front of him, but the moment he came into contact with the truth, could he really accept it?
A replacement for the Star God? The vessel of creation of the gods? A devil sealed by a god? Or is he really Long Aotian, the so-called son of destiny?
But at least what made him feel gratified was that although the memory in the simulation was not bad at all, the memories that Fuli could glimpse were only fragments of when he had not become a god. However, this made him feel like he was being held over his head. It feels like having a camera installed.
Huge raindrops hit his hair, the first drop, the second drop, and then the rain became heavier, leaving only the sound of fine rustling echoing in the pure land, as if hundreds of millions of sands were falling, trying to wipe out the entire Buried in the pure land, along with his memory.
The space in the pure land suddenly changed like a star, and the memory of the world seemed to be split into two parallel ones. In one world, he was holding a thermos cup, his roommate's green scroll helped him fall asleep peacefully, and his roommate kept him reading books all night long. A good young man in the new era who has trouble sleeping.
In another world, he was wearing a military coat at the beginning. Jiang Fan, the ancestor of all the dragons in Tianyuan for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, was a strong man who could punch, destroy and kick fertility, and pull him backwards while hunting.
Jiang Fan had been living in the former world until he inexplicably fell into the latter world with a word of activation. But how could there be memories of him in another world in Fuli's pure land?
He couldn't help but shudder, feeling that there were two invisible hands in this world secretly controlling everything.
And he is just walking on a road that has been paved by others. No matter what the results of his simulation are, he will eventually become a god in charge of immortality, or a star god that even he himself does not know.
But which god would be so kind? He has sacrificed everything just to send himself to the throne of the gods. He is simply a living thunder feng in the universe.
All kinds of speculations were in chaos in Jiang Fan's head. He felt astonished as if he punched the window paper and found that there was an alloy wall. Various conspiracy theories emerged one after another, but he still couldn't imagine who would be so kind without asking for anything in return.
At this time, all the memory fragments suddenly spiraled into the sky, and an ethereal voice came from the end in front, as if the undulating sea suddenly calmed down, and the turbulent waves gradually stopped.
"You are here... Immortal Dragon..." Every word spoken from His mouth was connected to each other, like a whisper, but extremely clear, covering all the rustling.
That breath belonged to the majesty of the Star God, but Jiang Fan felt nothing. It was no different from a gust of wind blowing in front of him. At most, it was a slightly colder wind with a hint of rain.
"The Star God of Memory, Fuli..." Jiang Fan raised his eyes, and his pure black eyes became bright in an instant, like flowing hot golden molten liquid, "Then Fuli, your purpose for finding me is not It’s something as trivial as retrieving memories, what is your purpose, or the purpose of other star gods, whatever they want.”
Jiang Fan slowly raised his head. He didn't want to waste time. He just wanted to know the truth, the truth that Fu Li knew.
Fu Li meditates in the center of the Pure Land. His body is composed of billions of mirror-like crystals, his face is blurred, and he wears a crown with a hanging bead curtain on his head.
The two of them looked at each other in mid-air, and the pure land fell into absolute silence.
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