"Chu Xiang, why do you have to change your mind temporarily?"

Mingyue looked at the upright figure sitting under the statue in confusion, and in an instant, she felt an illusion that it seemed that it was a real sculpture.&&

"Locke is not my perfect clone, it takes time to grow. It seems that I am not the only one who is interested in that throne. I underestimated some people, so I have to bet myself too..."

Chu Xiang did not open his eyes or even spoke. Just like when he talked with Terenas just now, that voice was instilled directly through the spirit!

It is not a spiritual link in the special spiritual skills, but the main god forcibly instill consciousness in the reincarnation!

Terenas didn't understand the difference, but Mingyue understood. However, except for her joy and relief from the bottom of her heart, she did not even have any intention of being cautious.

"I still don't understand why, just an ordinary throne without any ability, will make you value it so much. According to the plot, the main god reminds that the real value should be the two artifacts of Frost and Lich King armor. The so-called throne is just an ordinary seat, a seat surrounded by ice. Are you looking for those indestructible ice?"

Mingyue is puzzled, really confused. In fact, it doesn’t mean that Yue. Even the other members of the team are probably not able to understand Yuan Tiangang, who has rich experience, mysterious origin and ability to calculate, and even Chu Ying will not understand it.

"Throne..."

This time, Chu Xiang opened his eyes, his lips squirmed, and he no longer used his spirit to transmit his will.

However, the light and indifferent sigh, the less loud voice, was filled with a kind of majesty that was heavier than the nine heavens. In an instant, the bright moon standing not far in front of Chu Xiang felt that the sky had collapsed, and that kind of heavyness was coming to her face, and even Buzhou Mountain could not bear it. Her thinking stopped instantly and she was almost suffocating!

I don’t know if the terrifying oppression was illusion. In just one moment, less than a thousandth of a second, all the sound disappeared, and the invisible heavyness also disappeared with the silence.

Mingyue looked at Chu Xiang, who had closed his eyes again, and was silent in horror.

"The throne is not just a throne. For mortals, the throne is a symbol, and for God..."

Chu Xiang, with his eyes closed, began to convey his will with his spirit again. He did not explain the horror aura that had just been accidentally revealed, and Mingyue did not ask much, but just listened quietly.

"That's faith!!!"

The heavy sighs lingered in Mingyue's heart, but the already confused bright moon was still unclear.

"Faith? I know that the statue of God is used to condense and convey faith, but the frozen throne..."

"Do you still don't understand? So which one do you think is true or which one is false? Are you n or I a demon from the outside world?"

Chu Xiang's voice continued to echo in Mingyue's heart. Mingyue was a little surprised and her mind was in chaos.

It was not because she was troubled by Chu Xiang's problem, but because many memories that did not belong to her suddenly appeared in Mingyue's mind, so...

"We are different, because we were destined from the beginning and could only be the only ones that cannot be copied..."

Mingyue didn't speak, but her dull eyes were as constant as the mental frequency transmitted to Chu Xiang, as if another consciousness was dominating her.

Chu Xiang seemed a little surprised and "curiously" looked at Mingyue. He still closed his eyes, but he was indeed observing.

"Your progress has amazed me. Since you have understood that you and I are indelible truths. Then, the real you and I will appear in different plot worlds. Is the plot world a false? Isn't it born in advance, but in this life. You and I, who were born in different planes, have some of the knowledge they have learned since childhood. Not to mention those too complicated, you must have known Zhang Sanfeng before entering the Chaos Era. Even if you have never admired him, what about others? What about the people who know this name in other planes? If these many beliefs were superimposed, Zhang Sanfeng would have become a god long ago. But he who we met twice died in the plot, where did those beliefs go?"

Mingyue shook her head, with a blank look on her eyes. While absorbing those memories that did not belong to her, she still hesitated for Chu Xiang's explanation.

"Faith will not disappear. Both Zhang Sanfeng are true, but they are not the only one that cannot be copied. Therefore, unless there is only one left in the endless plane, that faith will be of no use. Zhang Sanfeng itself represents countless different consciousness bodies, not just a single container. The throne is different, it is just a dead object and a container. More importantly, although I don't know if there is a legend about the frozen throne in your world, it is in my world. That throne may not be unique, but since Akalinga will intersect me twice, such a world, or the plot of Lich King, must not be infinite, or even extremely rare. Otherwise, after Akalinga's death, even if Team Zero will still descend on the Azeroth continent, it should be another parallel continent, at least that possibility is greater."

Chu Xiang was not worried that Mingyue didn't know who Akalingna was. The records of the Reincarnation Monument in the main god space will not be erased unless the Zero team is destroyed, as long as it has existed, it will not be erased.

"The limited source of the throne, the infinite source of faith. Even if my speculation is wrong, except for the plane where I used to be, there is no legend about the frozen throne in other parallel planes. Just this plane is worshipped by countless burning legions with single thinking. After the Lich King Neozu was annihilated, the faith condensed by the throne is enough to make me a god!"

This time, Mingyue understood because she had absorbed that part of the illusionary memory.

"But they worship the Lich King..."

Chu Xiang's figure was still sitting upright under the statue of the god like a rock, as if the Sakyamuni, who was sitting cross-legged under the Utan Bowl tree, remained unmoved for thousands of years.

"They were shouting the name of the Lich King, and they were looking at the throne."

"All ordinary individuals, when they mention the king, except for a few who have seen him, most of them think of it is a throne and a crown, and this is the symbol!"

"The Buddha said that if you see me with your appearance and seek me with your voice, it is a person who walks on the evil path! When you kneel in front of the stone statue, what you ask for must be Buddha? If you are consecrated, it is like the statue of the gods behind me, and you see me like seeing me. If someone else just sculpts me, the person who has never had any interaction with me and has no causal involvement, how could I know this? What he asks for in the future is me or an unconscious stone statue..."

"Hmph, the frozen throne, the frozen throne - the throne. Where is Sargeras so kind? He who was born in the temple would not know the power of faith? The ordered Kiljadan was just using Neozu from beginning to end. Unless someone split the ice, wears the armor of the Lich King, and sits on the throne. Otherwise, even those undead pray for ten thousand years, the Lich King will not become a god! The object of their worship is the ghost Lich King. The one they kneels down every day is just the frozen throne!"

"So, Mingyue, I can't go. Neozubaba and others went to 'save' him so that the 'Lich King' would become a god. Kilgadan stared at the throne and would not allow the puppet to escape from control at all. Sargeras... Sargeras... It's hard to say..."

"The biggest bargaining chip in my hand is Alsace, who should have become the 'protagonist' of the Lich King..."

Mingyue nodded and looked at Chu Xiang with a complicated look.

She has gained more memories and learned more...

"Chu Xiang, do you have to become a god?"

Mingyue is a little sad, but not despair.

Chu Xiang is not the original deity. Even if he becomes a god, he will not really forget her completely.

But this familiar scene, a step that must have been taken in countless reincarnations, finally made her feel a little depressed.

Today, Chu Xiang conveys the "fluctuations" of his will, which is what ordinary people call emotions and feelings, seem to be particularly large. This only shows that he no longer deliberately downplays his emotions, because there is no need to do so soon...

"Set out and wait for me outside the city..."

Mingyue stared at Chu Xiang in a complicated way, then turned around and left...

"You really have changed. I remember what you promised..."

............

"Only, hahahahahahahaha, persistence!"

"Adhere to transcendence? When transcendence becomes an instinct, even the goal that I implement is necessary for me to be attached to?"

"So, the trace of obsession you left behind is not obsessed with transcendence, but obsessed with not forgetting!"

"Become a god! Become a saint! Become an immortal! No wonder I will leave a trace of emotion, an indelible feeling! No wonder you made me the person closest to you, whether it is from life form, original consciousness, or even the pursuit of goals! No wonder you gave me the 'Heaven Punishment' and even passed on the sword technique! It turned out that it was just to make me still have the capital to laugh at the world without being able to implement the Sacred Heart. But these are all just to protect a woman! It's just for a ridiculous promise!"

"So, you really put all your hopes on your own body!"

"But, why! Why! I'm not willing to give up!"

"Why did I appear only for ‘atonement’! Why don’t you erase my persistence in transcendence!

"I'm not willing! I'm really unwilling to do so! I also have my own ideal!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, I, you must hate me very much. Back then, I could have regarded myself as a pawn and eventually made you transcend. But why did I do that?"

"I'm not a ghost obsession, but an independent individual!"

"I have my goals, I have my persistence, and I will not succumb to that established destiny, even if the soul is no longer pure..."

"Has I changed? Maybe, but you have also changed... If you haven't changed, why have you got a purple shirt again... Just to learn from me?"

"A thousand generations, ten thousand generations, ten thousand generations, you finally passed away for a lifetime..."

"Sorry, I have always been my mission. But when I realized it in that life, it was too late..."

"Benzu, you did something wrong, really wrong..."

"It's ridiculous, one can tell three points..."

............

"Sword cleans your heart!"

A cold voice penetrated his mind. Jian Xixin in the carriage suddenly opened his eyes, and the silver-white light in his eyes was sucking and spitting out. He actually practiced the sword essence that was like Chu Xiang!

"My God!"

Jian Huaxin flipped off the seat inside the car, and was respectfully immersed in his body, his face full of fanaticism.

Fortunately, he was the only one living in this spacious carriage, which did not cause surprise to others.

The air was rippling and turbulent, and a white light suddenly poured into Jian Huaxin's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!