The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Guanghan Palace?"

This seemingly unfamiliar word flowed into Yakumo Murasaki's mind. She frowned and searched carefully in her memories, and then she was suddenly startled:

"Is it her? Fairy Chang'e of Guanghan?!"

"You look surprised."

Eirin looked at Yakumo Murasaki, as if she didn't care much, but the indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth meant that she was not so indifferent in her heart.

"That's actually the case."

Yakumo Zi smiled self-deprecatingly:

"We have investigated all the gods related to the moon, but we have only ignored this Fairy Guanghan because she is really..."

"Too small?"

Eirin spoke out Yakumo Murasaki's innermost thoughts, and the curved corners of her mouth couldn't hide the smile in her heart:

"You didn't expect that the real moon god would stoop down and hide himself in the corner of a myth, right?"

"Indeed, you are doing a great job of hiding things from the outside world. It's dark under the light."

Yakumo Zi narrowed her eyes and said:

"We didn't expect that she doesn't value status so much that she would allow all of you gods to override her."

"Status, what you want to say is faith, right?"

Yong Lin’s words contained a strong sense of irony:

"That adult doesn't need this kind of thing. Just by the fact that her existence is still above me, you will understand that the myth is no better than Chenjie to her."

"Haha, this is indeed a speech that is consistent with the words of a 'god-sama'."

Yakumo Purple sneered and put away her probing gaze, but as she pondered, she realized that they had reached the end of the stairs at some point.

"No need to be surprised."

Looking around at the gradually wider surroundings, Eirin explained:

"The space and time here are static. Whether we can reach the end depends on whether the adult wants to see us."

"It seems you still have a lot of respect, Yong Lin."

"Ah."

Eirin laughed off Yakumo Shiyan's insincere praise.

After walking dozens of steps, a lonely palace appeared in front of the two of them. The entire palace was made of pure white jade, with a faint ice-green color under the starlight, and a lonely aura emanated from it.

There was an unreal feeling surging throughout the palace, as if it existed there, but also seemed not to exist there. This vague and strange feeling always seemed familiar to Yakumo Purple.

The gate of the palace was open, and there were no guards or waiters, which added to the coldness of the palace.

The two of them walked to the front of the palace, but Eirin deliberately slowed down Yakumo Purple by half a step and stopped behind her. Sensing the doubtful and wary eyes the other party cast towards her, she smiled faintly:

"It has the answer you're looking for."

".We thought you were going to stop me."

"Block? Why?"

Yonglin shook her head lightly:

"In front of that adult, we are all the same. Since that adult is willing to see you, it doesn't matter if you just let me wait here for a while."

"Yeah?"

Raising an eyebrow in disbelief, Yakumo Purple stepped onto the stairs of Guanghan Palace without any further excuses, and entered the palace through the gate in a short while.

Yonglin was not in a hurry, so she stood quietly under the steps and waited, but she did not deliberately count the time because it was meaningless.

In Guanghan Palace, time and space are static, and everything that happens by chance is inevitable. The past and the future are intertwined. The seemingly calm eyes are actually full of distortion and chaos.

The reason why they didn't realize all this was just because their minds were already in chaos.

Maybe it was the time of a stick of incense, or maybe it was the distance between sunset and sunrise. In short, when Eirin raised her head again, Yakumo Murasaki had already come out of Guanghan Palace.

The two did not speak, and simply communicated with their eyes. Eirin stepped onto the jade steps and walked into the palace. Yakumo Murasaki stood at Eirin's original position, looking at the palace without knowing what she was thinking.

After passing through the gate of the palace, Guanghan Palace is not as cold as it seems from the outside. Instead, it is unexpectedly warm. However, everything inside is decorated in cold colors, which creates a cold feeling visually. meaning.

Entering from the gate of the palace, there is a long carpet spread under the feet until the end of the sight. There is nothing on both sides, except for a few regularly arranged jade pillars that seem to be used to bear weight.

After passing through the empty front hall, Yonglin finally saw "her" at the end of the road.

"Lord Chang'e."

Separated by a curtain of gauze, the adult stood here sideways in plain clothes and a white skirt.

Seeing her figure, Yong Lin's eyes were slightly moist. She folded her palms in front of her forehead, kneeled on the ground, and her whole body knelt deeply on the ground:

"It's so nice to see you again."

"Eirin."

The woman behind the gauze - Chang'e turned around, looked at Yong Lin on the ground, and after a long time said softly:

"It's been such a long time. It's been four thousand years, right?"

"Yes."

Yonglin raised her head, with a slightly sad tone:

"It's been four thousand years."

"It's been so long and you're still so serious."

Chang'e's words are full of teasing meaning:

"Not funny at all."

"Exactly what you said"

Standing up with a wry smile, Yong Lin just knelt on the ground and replied:

"Ms. Chang'e, you haven't changed at all, you are still as funny."

"LOL, really?"

Chang'e's tone of voice rose a lot, and the briskness in it was in sharp contrast to the lonely palace.

"After staying here for so long, I'm somewhat bored. Yonglin, you came just in time. Come chat with me. Today is the first time I have been interested in the outside world for a long time."

"You are suffering.!"

When she heard the words "I've been here for so long," Yonglin's head drooped deeply again, her expression full of regret and pain.

"You."

Chang'e shook her head helplessly:

"Yonglin, you have no responsibility for my affairs. In the end, you are just a messenger. The current situation is my own choice."

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Even though she knew that Chang'e's words were true, the regret in Yonglin's eyes didn't decrease at all. She couldn't look back on that period of the past, and now it is inevitable to feel emotional.

In the capital of the moon, there are actually very few people who know the true face of the third great sage, Chang'e. Except for Yue Yejian and Bayi Yonglin, there are almost no others.

Even among Eirin's disciples, only Kaguya and Toyohime knew something about the truth hidden under the name "Chang'e".

That's why she almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard those young and ignorant sages at the council of sages propose to punish Chang'e who made the Penglai medicine.

Both Yonglin and Yue Yejian thought it was just a farce of clowns, but who knew that when Yonglin went to the ground to welcome Chang'e back, she actually agreed with the "crime" laid down by those sages, and used it widely. The cold palace is a prison, and I locked myself up.

Both of them were dumbfounded now. Even though Yonglin went to meet Chang'e a few times later and knew that the other party had her own considerations, she still inevitably attributed Chang'e's experience to her own responsibility.

It was at that time that the rift between her and Yue Yemei, as well as those sages, was laid.