Chapter 995: Cecilia Nursery, the Broken Dreams of the Lonely King in the Tower

"What a pity, what a pity, why don't you devour Him!"

Inside Jiang Yi's body, the demon's soul chattered incessantly.

"Wouldn't it be faster to devour Him directly and extract His power than for you to comprehend His power bit by bit?"

“We can help you!”

"We can help you tear apart His will and His wolf soul!"

"Take a big bite and taste the soul of the demon god."

The dark color dyed the lake of his heart again, but Jiang Yi's heart remained motionless.

People have desires, so they often have evil thoughts, but they can tame their hearts, subdue their thoughts, and often wipe them away, so as to obtain the heart of immortals, saints, and Buddhas.

Isn’t this the same as “resolve to never forget”, to never forget the original intention of doing good?

The Dadong Miro Heart Method, since it is a heart method, it is also a method of cultivating the mind.

The path to the Zen Dharmakaya "Bodhi Wonderful Leaf Master" is also the heart!

Karma tempers the mind and resentment burns the heart.

Therefore, it is born with mental strength.

A special spiritual power with unswerving will.

It has always existed, but never as clear and substantial as it is now.

Jiang Yi looked at the phantom that flashed through the forest. Under his gaze, the space froze instantly.

When it began to flow again, three ominous wolf-shaped monsters fell out.

One big and two small, the Rock-Eating Beast Realm Hounds and the Rock-Eating Beast Realm Cub, the devil-blood beasts that corrode the borders of the world, creations of "Gold".

"Rock attribute?" Jiang Yi looked at the three magical beasts that were sleeping in the dream he had woven. He had seen and studied the beast hounds and beast cubs with thunder attribute before.

At this moment, the wolf pack that invaded the Wolf Territory included a "rock-loving" species.

The gray-black wolf bones were covered with black-gold hair, and some bone spurs looked like golden gems. The slender tail seemed to be connected and disconnected, and the pitch-black claws of the hidden beast carried a darkness that corroded the space.

If it touches flesh and blood, the corrosive force on it will cause the person to bleed continuously and drain his life.

He raised his hand, and Fu Wenhua made a cage to collect the unconscious research material.

After thinking for a while, he took a step and walked a distance to the left.

Soon, three devil-blood beasts, one big and two small, with purple-black hair and bright thunder bones, were locked in a cage together while they were unconscious.

"We have the research materials for the lightning-loving property." Jiang Yi nodded with satisfaction, walked through the woods, passed the hillside, and saw some hill people holding torches below, guarding the secret realm of Cecilia's nursery.

Walking down the cliff, looking at the stone secret realm that was like a shrine, the marble pillars on both sides, the wind element monument in front, and the four fairy gardens that were glowing with light.

Cecilia Nursery, once a greenhouse garden of an ancient civilization, has a sea of ​​white jade flowers swaying in the wind throughout the greenhouse.

Mondstadt was once an extremely cold place. For the Cecilia flowers that like to grow in the cold wind on the high cliffs, the green grass in the secret realm is indeed a greenhouse compared to the pure white snow.

Unfortunately, the sea of ​​flowers has disappeared and the ancient civilization is no longer there.

The secret realm has turned into a tombstone of buried civilization, a city of water, a sunken valley, a thirsty abandoned city, a deep waterfall altar... the stagnant water permeates quietly.

Jiang Yi pushed open the ancient and heavy door, and different spaces appeared before his eyes, with silver-white petrified ancient trees taking root in them.

The silvery-white ancient trees are like the protectors and witnesses of civilization, and the last guardians of the ruins of civilization.

They stand on the altar, preserving the world's treasures and the fruits of civilization.

The fruit that was once grown in the gardener's garden and then fell into the dust.

The shadow under Jiang Yi's feet continued to expand, and the ruins of civilization were intertwined with the myth of the end of the world. The dark Yinglong spread its wings that blocked the sun, absorbing the unwilling dreams in the secret realm.

"I want to build a palace in heaven, but I lack a beautiful enough garden."

"A sea of ​​Cecilia flowers is enough to embellish the scenery of the sky."

Jiang Yi smiled and said, "Give me these countless seeds buried deep in the earth!"

The clothes on his body changed, and countless feathers fell. He was the Wood Emperor, the God of Spring, and the God of Flowers, Ju Mang.

Points of light broke out from the ground beneath the earth, like birds returning to their nests, and countless Cecilia flower seeds fell into Jiang Yi's palm.

Pieces of knowledge flow down from the long river of history, which is the method to cultivate Cecilia flowers.

The gift of ancient civilization that smells Cecilia flowers.

For a God of Flowers who is still growing, this knowledge is undoubtedly a small cornerstone for gathering power.

After storing the knowledge in the library of Zuqiao Miro Palace, Jiang Yi looked at the many bricks and tiles in the secret realm. That was under the altar, a space that adventurers could not observe, and a place blessed by the silver-white ancient tree.

The space he is in now is actually inaccessible to adventurers.

"The ruins of the Wind Dragon, part of old Mondstadt!"

"Broken walls and broken tiles, fragmented dreams!"

Jiang Yi felt inexplicably emotional.

Just as the foundation of Liyue Harbor is entirely made of divine bedrock condensed by the demonic power of the Geo King.

In the old Mondstadt, which is now called the Ruins of the Wind Dragon, the capital city was once built by the demon god of the fierce wind, "Diakrapian", and it was all built by the power of the demon god.

Every inch of the building contains powerful strength, together forming the prosperous dream of "Diakarabian".

But the moment the dream was shattered, all the broken tiles were filled with the unwillingness of "Dikarapian", and the powerful force also remained.

Today, the Wind Dragon Ruins are constantly riven by hurricanes and are eerie and frightening, because a lot of demonic power still remains in those buildings.

At the beginning, when Tevarin chose this place as his dragon's nest and transformed into a wind dragon, the Abyss Cult used the remaining demon power in the wind dragon ruins to create a hurricane barrier that connected the sky and the earth, vast and boundless, covering the entire wind dragon ruins.

Just like the powerful cage in ancient times that separated ice and snow, poetry and songs, and bound the freedom of mortals.

Indestructible, can only be broken by extraordinary force.

Wendy calmly calmed the hurricane with the sound of her piano and broke the barrier. The power of the demons did not disappear, but sank again into the ruins of the wind dragon.

"Just leave a little for the adventurers!"

Jiang Yi looked at those glittering tiles that were shining because of the power of the devil, and at the pile of golden broken dreams, purple fragments, and the black Yinglong bit down, and a large number of buildings disappeared.

"Whoosh-"

The building fell into the alchemy cauldron, and the power of the demon was refined and purified in the raging fire, condensed, and the shadow of power was like the sweetest honey.

Strong winds rose and fell from Jiang Yi's body, and the pitch-black dragon turned around. He turned and left, and pieces of raw brittle resin fell down and were traded to the silver-white ancient tree guarding the altar here.

The quantity is naturally not enough, but it is a reward I got based on my own ability, so this offering is just a token of my appreciation.

"Now that we're here, the Wind Dragon Ruins are right next to us, so of course we have to go for a walk."

After leaving the secret realm, Jiang Yi touched his thick skin, smiled shyly, and looked towards the tall tower on the west side of Mond.

"This is all for breakfast and lunch."

"I just didn't have any food today."

The north wind howled around him, strong winds rolled, and hurricanes surrounded him... The laws of wind continued to evolve, and the power of wind became more and more powerful.

“……” The pendants on the body were silent for a while.

Heulia opened her mouth.

Forget it, as long as he is happy.

She lowered her head. Hadn't he also eaten her salt cup and salt measure as food?

Now it's just tiles and stones.

Wind Dragon Ruins.

A giant azure-blue six-winged dragon was coiled above the clouds. The surrounding clouds were spinning, filled with azure-blue light and abundant wind elemental power, almost becoming a tangible dazzling airflow.

Tevarin opened his dragon eyes that were as clear as gems. His feathers were flowing gracefully. The power of the East Wind Dragon and the authority of the Wind God's followers flowed through him.

Wendy, Barbatos returned the power to him. After a short period of sleep, he was able to control the power skillfully again and his strength increased significantly.

But today, I feel a little scared.

"Hmm?" Tevarin's body was now graceful and transparent, completely different from when he became a wind dragon, the poisonous dragon with ominous purple and blue colors.

As the lord of the east wind, the trade winds and tornadoes are willing to serve it. As long as you ride the wind, the wind is its companion, its song and its freedom.

And its enemy is the enemy of the wind with a thousand different names.

"Some of the wolf's power disappeared... the breath of another world, the wind of another world..."

Tevarin understood that... the otherworldly person who had been beside the Lord of Wind had returned.

With an extremely terrifying, overwhelming power that was like a tsunami, a turbulent storm, and a mighty force.

Jiang Yi stepped on the land of the Wind Dragon ruins, looking at the whistling gale, the wind field that appeared from time to time and rushed straight into the sky, and the constantly rotating windmill chrysanthemums.

The wind of ancient history seems to come from the tall towers reaching into the clouds, the magnificent broken bridge corridors, the high stone pillar ladders, and the dilapidated buildings in clusters.

Monsters danced by the river, ruins guards sat next to the ore, and elemental lights emanated from special buildings, forming mysterious magic circle totems.

"The Bow of Amos..."

Jiang Yi hummed softly, feeling the movement of the arrow of heart that was condensed with the power of Amos' bow.

Facing this world and this tall tower, the will to "never forget" seems to be reviving again.

The pure white salt crystals rotate and condense into a beautiful girl.

Heulia, dressed in ancient attire, gazed at the tower of the foreign demon god.

"Why, do you remember the war between demons and gods?" Jiang Yi looked at Heulia.

"I heard that it was mortals who ended the rule of this demon god..." Heulia was silent for a while and then spoke.

Jiang Yi understood Heulia's thoughts. As a demon god, she understood the power of demon gods. She was willing to die at the hands of mortals, but still caused countless people to be salted.

How did the mortals of Mond overthrow the rule of an extremely powerful demon god?

Such a fighting spirit is far from being possessed by a demon like her who indulges in weakness.

"You want to know about this history?" Jiang Yi said with a smile, "Then let's talk while we walk!"