Explorer of Teyvat

The two of them just sat like this, basking in the sun for a while.

a long time,

Only then did the old dean speak again: "Are young people today already so patient? If I don't ask, why don't you take the initiative to ask?"

A smile appeared on Wang Daoyi's face: "Since the emperor asked me to come to you, it must be that you have something to tell me. For existences like you and the emperor who have lived for thousands of years, although I pride myself on being smart, I don't think so. I can outplay you."

That's right, when Wang Daoyi heard that Zhongli asked him to come over and see the old dean, he knew that the other party must have something to do with him.

Otherwise, why would Zhongli talk to Wang Daoyi about the old dean for no reason?

Just because the old dean is dying?

It's ridiculous. Zhongli has experienced the death of many important people in his life. The old dean may be very important, but to Zhongli, it is just that.

It must be because the old dean had mastered something and was only prepared to tell Wang Daoyi that Wang Daoyi was allowed to see the old dean.

"If I were half as sensitive as you, maybe everything would be different."

Looking at Wang Daoyi, the old dean shook his head slightly.

Then he continued: "I'm going to die, and some things need to be inherited, so I chose 豼."

Wang Daoyi's face was calm, without the slightest surprise or surprise.

Now he is the Lord of Red Sand, and even more so the Lord of Mysteries of Inheritance.

It's not like I'm surprised by the inheritance of a person who is the ultimate human being.

"Why me? There are many good young men in Liyue. Among others, Xingqiu, Chongyun, and even Hutao, they are all very good young people."

Hearing Wang Daoyi's question, the old dean shook his head slightly: "It's different. Just like me when I was young, they all 'succumbed' to fate, and my secret is not allowed to be known by fate."

"? What do you mean by 'destiny'?" Wang Daoyi grasped the key point.

"The Eye of God." The old dean said a term, and then continued, "As a former member of the Rock, you may know something. The Eye of God is not a gift, it comes with a price."

"When a person's desire reaches a certain level, the gods will cast their sight. This is the origin of the Eye of God known to the public."

"But in fact, you should also understand that although the Seven Gods can affect the distribution of some God's Eyes in their own domain, in essence, this power comes from Sky Island."

"The sight behind the Eye of God is not the Seven Gods, but the [gods] on Sky Island."

"So, I don't want my secret to be caught by Sky Island's sight."

After listening to the old dean explain his reasons,

Wang Daoyi frowned, a little confused. He reached out and picked up a gem-like Eye of God from his waist, which was his own Eye of the Rock God.

"But, old dean, I am also a person with the eyes of God."

Wang Daoyi not only has the Eye of God, he is also the best holder of the Eye of God. Before he obtained the power left by the Red King, most of his combat power came from the gift of the Eye of God.

The old dean raised his eyelids and glanced at the Eye of God in Wang Daoyi's hand, and then slowly shook his head: "You are different."

"What's different about me?"

"After you accept my gift and light up your own destiny star, the Eye of God will no longer be a constraint on you. Moreover, when you take that step, you will see what is behind the Eye of God."

"At that time, you can decide for yourself whether you still want to hold this Eye of God."

The old dean's voice was slow and powerful. He looked at the Eye of the Rock God in Wang Daoyi's hand, with some memories in his eyes.

Wang Daoyi became even more confused. He always felt that the old dean also had the potential of the Riddler.

No, according to his age, this old dean may be the ancestor of the Riddler.

With a trace of doubt, Wang Dao opened his mouth and said: "You mean, there is a huge conspiracy behind the Eye of God?"

"No, it's not a conspiracy, kid. Conspiracy is a bad word, and the Eye of God does not exist for bad things. Therefore, there is a deeper story behind it, but it is not a conspiracy."

"Okay, I understand." Wang Dao nodded. Since it is not for bad things, it is for some necessary things, even if it may go against the wishes of the holder of the Eye of God.

"Ha, you can see these things yourself when you get to that position. Now let's continue talking about whether you want to take over my secret."

The old dean waved his hand slightly, stopped talking about the Eye of God, and turned his target back to his secret.

With some piety, Wang Daoyi nodded very naturally: "Of course, my divine way has destined me to be incapable of resisting unknown secrets, especially the secrets of an ancient person like you."

Upon hearing Wang Daoyi's answer, a smile appeared on the old dean's old wrinkled face.

One hand was slightly raised, and a wind barrier appeared, covering the small courtyard.

Wang Daoyi casually looked at the barrier.

I recognized the many runes on it, most of which were runes for protection, isolation, hiding, and secrecy.

"I'm used to being vigilant, but it makes you laugh."

"No, in the face of knowledge that may bring danger, no matter how vigilant you are, you should do it."

Wang Daoyi didn't mind the old dean's vigilance, or in other words, if he was the one to spread the secret knowledge he knew to others, he might add a few more layers of protection.

"That's good. If you have this idea, it means you are really suitable to be [His] custodian." Looking at Wang Daoyi, the old dean became more and more satisfied.

Wang Daoyi realized that what the old dean was about to tell him was unusual, he straightened his face and said seriously: "Please speak frankly, old dean."

The old man looked at Wang Daoyi's serious face, then stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards his chest.

"Morax always thought that I could live for so long because of the blessing of [Time], but in fact, even [Time] itself is no longer active in the world. How could the trace of favor left by him allow me to survive?" A strong man can survive for a thousand years."

The old dean's right hand glowed slightly, and half of his palm was already buried in his chest.

A strong breath of life echoed within the wind barrier,

"The reason why I can survive this thousand years as a mortal is not only because of the blessing of time, but also because my biggest secret is the [original] secret."

The old dean's hand had completely disappeared into his chest, as if he had grabbed something and wanted to pull it out.

"You need to remember what I say next, it is the first secret of the world." There was a trace of pain on his face, but the old dean's voice did not tremble at all: "The year of holding a branch, the eternal life in the sky. The throne came, made four shadows, defeated the master of the old world, became the new god of the world, and began the creation of heaven and earth."

"The blood of the giant Pangu turned into rivers, Purusha's body was cut to nourish all living beings in the universe, and Ymir's brain became the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. These three gods are the 'original people' in various legends."

"Together with the shadow of [life], the original throne created birds, beasts, and water fish, and together they created flowers, plants, and trees. Finally, they created humans."

"After the original people opened up the Hongmeng, the elemental gods gave civilization to humans and lived with them on the continent of Teyvat."

"The original throne set the rules. As long as people are happy, He will be happy. So the gods let food and rain fall from the sky to deal with famine, let the earth produce mineral deposits to deal with poverty, and responded with sounds to deal with the spread of melancholy among the crowd. Therefore, human civilization is under the influence of God. Slowly thrive under shelter.”

"But because of their greed, human beings have arbitrarily studied forbidden technologies, which has led to war and the destruction of civilization. Moreover, human beings never seem to learn lessons, and their exploration of forbidden technologies never stops."

"So, destruction, development, exploration, touching taboos, destruction again, and then development, exploration, touching taboos again, human history has been reincarnating over this long period of time."

"It wasn't until after the Demon God War that the Seven Gods, under the instructions of Sky Island, coated human desires with seven-color brilliance, instructing the lofty gods to be accessible to mortals. Then human desires were guided and used, and the Seven Kingdoms of Teyvat began to prosper. Countries that are unwilling to believe in the Seven Gods are gradually dying out."

"These are the secrets I want to hand over to you. They belong to the true history of Teyvat." The old dean's voice was trembling. Obviously, this old man who has preserved the true history for nearly a thousand years is not feeling well at this time. His right hand He grabbed something and pulled it out from his chest bit by bit, "And what I want to hand over to you is [Life] and [Death] that have witnessed countless histories."

Under Wang Daoyi's calm gaze, the old man's right hand pulled something out from his chest, and then he began to age visibly to the naked eye, and his breath gradually became weaker.

But the old dean didn't care about his decaying body.

He stretched out his right hand in front of Wang Daoyi and slowly opened it.

Two rays of light, one black and one white, flowed in the palm of his hand, as if trying to escape from the old dean's hand, but they could not escape.

In fact, Wang Daoyi was no stranger to the history mentioned by the old dean before. Although he didn't remember many plots, he still remembered some of the underlying settings of Teyvat. Of course, it was not as good as the old dean said. In detail, Lao Yuan's words complemented Wang Dao's underlying understanding of Teyvat.

But Wang Daoyi was really interested in the two rays of light, one black and one white, in the hands of the old dean. He could clearly sense that these two rays of light did not belong to any power he knew.

Looking at the old dean, Wang Daoyi still couldn't hold back his curiosity: "What is this?"

"This is my biggest secret, the secret of living for thousands of years as a mortal, belonging to human beings' [life] and [death]."

The old dean explained, and then seeing that Wang Daoyi still didn't understand, he moved his right hand slightly,

Two rays of light, one black and one white, began to converge,

Finally, a small white flower and a black feather appeared in front of Wang Daoyi.

"Since the original throne established the five basic rules of life, death, time, space, and reason in the world of Teyvat, flowers and feathers are the best embodiment of [life] and [death]." said the old dean. .

"So, this is a holy relic?" Wang Daoyi raised his eyebrows.

The old dean nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, and no."

Facing Wang Daoyi's puzzled gaze, the old dean continued to explain: "Ordinary holy relics are objects that accompany certain people. They spent an important time and experienced unforgettable stories, and then they changed from objects to objects. The holy relic."

Wang Dao nodded, he knew this, the two holy relics he currently owned:

One is the pendulum that Istaru once used. It accompanied Istaru through a wonderful time, so it became a holy relic.

One is the cup that Zhongli gave to Wang Daoyi. That cup witnessed the establishment and end of the contract between Wang Daoyi and Zhongli, which is equivalent to a story about Wang Daoyi and Zhongli, so it has also become a sacred relic.

Therefore, regarding the formation of holy relics, what the old dean said makes sense, and Wang Daoyi also agrees with it. He even almost started to artificially cultivate low-level holy relics in the desert. After all, the Sand of Time and the Sky in his body Cups are too 'eatable', and the holy relics produced in the desert ruins are almost not enough to support them.

However, Wang Daoyi did not speak and still looked at the old dean calmly. He knew that the old dean's words would inevitably turn around.

Sure enough, the old dean then said: "However, these two are not simply holy relics formed because of a certain person."

"Remember what I just said? Human civilization is constantly reincarnating, surviving, developing, exploring, and destroying."

"And these two things were taken out by my Lord from the river of time, and they represent the concepts of [life] and [death] of human civilization."

"In other words, what I hand over to you now are the hopes and regrets of Teyvat's past human civilization."

[Life] and [Death] of human civilization?

Even if Wang Daoyi controlled his emotions, even if Wang Daoyi was ready to hear the secret, he was still so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

He reached out numbly and took the flowers and feathers from the old dean's hand.

The ability belonging to the Explorer constellation is activated,

The attributes of a flower and a feather are displayed in Wang Dao's eyes,——

Name: Flower of Prosperity of Civilization

Type: flower of life

Introduction: Life, death, time, space, and reason are the flowers that represent life.

story:

Civilization keeps reincarnating, but human beings will never give up.

‘Even if we are as small as an insect, even if we are as weak as an ant, we still have hope and maintain courage. This is the hymn of mankind! ’

In an unknown period of time, the ruler of time, Istaru, took it out from the river of time, and in an unknown period of time, gave it to his last favored person for safekeeping.

Now, it's yours.

Note: This is an aggregation of a certain concept. Now it takes the form of a holy relic, which can provide you with a comprehensive increase, including but not limited to life strength, elemental proficiency, elemental recovery speed, elemental strength and many other aspects.

Note: This holy relic is already in a powerful state and requires more resources to grow.

Note: This holy relic belongs to a special existence. In addition to normal resources, the spirit of human civilization can also assist its growth.

——

Title: Feathers of Decline of Civilization

Type: Feather of Death

Introduction: Life, death, time, space and reason, these are the feathers that represent death.

story:

Civilization keeps reincarnating, but human beings will never give up.

‘Even if we are spurned by the gods, even if punishment will come, we still follow our desires and touch taboos. This is human persistence! ’

In an unknown period of time, the ruler of time, Istaru, took it out from the river of time, and in an unknown period of time, gave it to his last favored person for safekeeping.

Now, it's yours.

Note: This is an aggregation of a certain concept. Now it takes the form of a holy relic, which can provide you with a comprehensive increase, including but not limited to life strength, elemental proficiency, elemental recovery speed, elemental strength and many other aspects.

Note: This holy relic is already in a powerful state and requires more resources to grow.

Note: This holy relic belongs to a special existence. In addition to normal resources, the spirit of human civilization can also assist its growth.

——

"A sacred relic belonging to past human civilization?"

Wang Daoyi was a little silent. He thought that he would gain something from this trip, but he did not expect that there would be such a big gain.

It's like buying a scratch-off ticket and scratching it open. Oh my god, wealth is free.

This kind of disproportionate gain and effort gave Wang Daoyi a strong sense of dissonance.

He stabilized his mind, and then carefully observed the information on the two holy relics.

Finally, I captured a very key word,

[Unknown time period]

Behind this word, Istaru took out the "life" and "death" of civilization, and handed these two things to his last favored person for safekeeping.

Obviously, this last favored person can only be the old dean.

Whether this [unknown time period] refers to a different time period or the same hidden time period, Wang Daoyi is still a little unclear.

"Huh~"

With a slight sigh of relief, Wang Daoyi put away the flowers and feathers under the long-term gaze of the old hospital.

Then he told the old dean the second purpose of his trip,

"Old Dean, you are [time]'s last favored one, right?"

"I am indeed the favored one of [time], but I don't know whether I am the last favored one." The old dean shook his head, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, "Actually, I have never seen it in reality. Him."

"My encounter with Him was because I was injured on the battlefield and accidentally fell off a cliff. At that time, I thought I was going to die, but just when I was about to fall into pieces, a miracle happened."

"It's like going back in time, no, it's going back in time. The injuries on my body are recovering, and without any external force, I flew back from the cliff the same way I came."

"All my comrades thought it was an immortal who saved me. Even I thought so at the time."

“Until that night, after I fell asleep, in a hazy dream, I saw Him. He told me His identity, told me the most authentic history, gave me [life] and [death], and Tell me, when I feel death coming, find someone I want to trust and pass this on."

As he said that, the old dean looked at Wang Daoyi with increasingly cloudy eyes: "And my choice is you."