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With Queen Qingyue leading the way, the journey ahead became much simpler.

Because in the jungle, no one knew the way better than her. And no one knew better than her what the Holy Land truly was.

The Holy Land was the spiritual home of the Moon Kingdom's people. Every newborn citizen had to plant a tree here, and every deceased citizen had to return here in the end, to be buried under a tree. It could be said that this place held the heroic spirits of the Moon Kingdom from its very beginning, and the longing of countless citizens. This longing gradually transformed into faith, and then gradually became devout and settled, and thus, there was Qingyue.

A strange life. A product of faith.

It was funny to say, Xuetong had just been thinking about legends related to faith, but he didn't expect to see a real thing here.

Qingyue was beautiful, but the reason she was so beautiful was not because of natural growth and genes, but because of the wishes of countless citizens of the Moon Kingdom. The citizens of the Moon Kingdom loved beauty, and they also loved life and nature. Their yearning for all beautiful things was fused into Qingyue, thus forming a hazy and mysterious beauty. Hundreds of millions of citizens, had hundreds of millions of beauties. So people knew the beauty of Qingyue, felt the beauty of Qingyue, but could never see the beauty of Qingyue clearly.

At the same time, Qingyue was also very illusory...

She seemed to exist in everyone's eyes and heart, but also seemed not to exist in reality. This was also because of the diversity of faith. Everyone had their own understanding of faith, their own devotion and prayer, so Qingyue also became elusive. This made her both clear and blurred, thus forming her own unique characteristics of existence.

Throughout the entire continent, the only one who could figure out her true body was Xuetong.

It was precisely because of this that Qingyue did not dare to disobey Xuetong in the slightest. She was the existence of faith, and theoretically she was immortal. But her immortality was only for mortals. In front of Xuetong, she was so fragile that she couldn't even be considered wind. Even Xuetong's breath, a touch of thought, could make her disappear into ashes.

An elf of the jungle.

Interesting.

Silently watching Qingyue's beautiful back, Xuetong smiled with his chin in his hand.

He was very curious about this special 'life'. In fact, in the records he knew, this kind of existence had not appeared for a long time. Especially Qingyue's kind of diverse manifestation of faith. She was not as clear as other faith-manifested gods, nor did she have overly exaggerated abilities. But she revealed a kind of mystery and haziness. She was also more intelligent than most faith-manifested gods. She had a clear wisdom and self-awareness, and had evolved to the point of being almost like a human. Xuetong believed that if she continued, she was likely to completely get rid of the falseness of the so-called 'gods', and thus become real.

A real life born out of nothing??

This was very bizarre, wasn't it? But Xuetong believed that this was the future... The universe was vast, and there were all kinds of wonders. This was the embodiment of the mystery of the universe.

The Holy Land was in the heart of the jungle, and it would take several days to get there normally. But now with Qingyue leading the way. It was much faster. The jungle parted automatically in front of them, and even the breeze seemed to be helping them. Xuetong sensitively noticed a change in space, and couldn't help but look at Qingyue with new eyes.

Obviously, this manifestation of faith was not without power. At least in the jungle, she already had the ability of a certain cosmic warrior. Simple space techniques. Of course, she was not using space, but trees and nature. Along the way, it seemed that they were walking normally, but in fact they were walking among the trees. They were teleporting over ultra-short distances through the veins of the trees. But all of this was shrouded in Qingyue's illusion. So no one noticed.

Seeing this, Xuetong couldn't help but feel sad for Trismau's cultivation base. He probably never dreamed that they were really fighting against a 'god'. And not a pseudo-god like himself.

Even if he could destroy the Moon Kingdom, so what? As long as this jungle existed, the Moon Kingdom was actually immortal. One day they would be reborn in the jungle. Living forever...

From this point of view, Xiu Ji was far behind Mou Zhi Yue.

Of course, Trismau also had his own faith foundation, but unfortunately there was no clear faith goal. It would be many years before they found their true god.

At this time, Xuetong had already seen that Trismau and Mou Zhi Yue were actually the two ideologies of this planet. Trismau represented the primitive barbarism, the desert and the sand. And Mou Zhi Yue represented nature and beauty. The jungle and the green land. This was a natural opposition, which of course would lead to julie's conflict. If he had not descended, they would have fought forever, until one side was destroyed. At that time, the planet's landform would also change, forming a single environment of desert or jungle.

Xuetong didn't know what caused all this, but he vaguely felt that this opposing form was not formed naturally, but seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand.

The whole planet was a plaything of this big hand, its testing ground.

More and more interesting... Xuetong thought silently, and soon came to the deepest part of the jungle. At this time, the team in front had stopped. He and Meiding got off the beast cart.

"Wow, is this the so-called Holy Land? The air is so fresh." Meiding smiled excitedly, running around and looking around.

But Xuetong didn't move, just silently watching ahead.

There, he felt it, a mysterious aura was spinning, boiling... It seemed to be conscious, not only moving, but also quietly observing him. But this was not enough to surprise Xuetong, what really surprised him was that this aura, even he could not find the veins.

It seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, abruptly and mysteriously!

"The front is where the Holy Land is located." Qingyue's voice came from his ear, and he saw her prostrate at Xuetong's feet, revealing her beautiful back curve.

"But please forgive me for not being able to accompany you."

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"Why?"

"Because I can't get in there." Qingyue answered honestly. "It has never liked Qingyue."

"Oh?"

Xuetong couldn't help but be stunned. What was Qingyue? She was the elf of the jungle, the incarnation of the jungle. This Holy Land was the core of the jungle, and the main source of Qingyue's birth. Why would it refuse Qingyue's approach? This was too abnormal.

But since Qingyue said so, Xuetong didn't take it seriously.

"Then you wait here. Meiding, you come with me..."

"Wait a minute, my lord." Suddenly, Xiu Ji bowed down to the ground and said loudly. "Please allow me to follow in your footsteps."

"Why?" Xuetong asked strangely.

"Because... I feel a call..." Xiu Ji said loudly, with a look of excitement in his eyes. "An ancient call."

ps: The first update... Xiaodao's child is looking for Xiaodao, Xiaodao is leaving...