Chapter 50 The End of the Journey

Chapter 50 The End of the Journey

However, Lin You still has a conscience, and he will not send the player back to his hometown just by making a mistake like a certain insane producer of "Digging for Survival".

He even kindly widened the protruding path below many times in order to catch players who accidentally fell.

But Xia Yi was a little stunned, she just screamed and her hands and feet were stiff.

Thanks to the sudden reaction of another player, he grabbed the frozen red silk stretched out from the edge of the cliff with his backhand, thawed it through resonance, and charged the scarves of the two of them.

Taking advantage of the short time when the energy of the scarf hadn't dissipated, the vibrating cloak flew over the cliff with all its strength, and dragged Xia Yi along to the stone path.

Then the constant resonance activates the red silk, which replenishes energy for the two scarves and dispels the cold.

Feeling the warmth surrounding her again, Xia Yi finally regained her strength, and subconsciously resonated with this strange player, expressing her gratitude.

The little man in the cloak in front of him nodded and understood what she meant naturally. Then he turned his head to look at the end of the stone path, where there was a huge red silk with a width of three or four people, which was slanted and frozen.

Xia Yi also nodded, and understood what the stranger meant: use the energy provided by the red silk to thaw the scarf, and fly all the way up.

The two reached an agreement and started walking silently again.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what to say for a while.

They just watched the two strangers meet. After a short and exciting adventure, there was no aftertaste and no more communication. They simply resonated, nodded at each other, and continued to move forward hand in hand.

The audience felt a bit lost, this person can now communicate with each other without talking? Where did the tacit understanding come from between you two strangers?

But they didn't interrupt. Many people who watched Xia Yi's live broadcast had already felt Xia Yi's persistence in reaching the finish line and climbing the holy mountain.

Even they themselves were deeply infected, and they must want to see Xia Yi go to the end and see what is on the top of the holy mountain.

Flying back to the ruins through the red silk, the two of them finally crossed the ruins and entered a white blizzard through the narrow corridor against the bitter cold wind.

In the thick snow on the ground, densely packed stone monuments stood silently. The fierce cold wind blew past, and the snow from the high places fell down, and the whole body was blown by the snow. The cold fog in the sky kept reducing the vision.

Even the light that had been clearly visible on the top of the holy mountain became blurred and hazy in the billowing snow and fog.

It wasn't until this time that Xia Yi realized that those low stone tablets might represent the pilgrims who fell at this step, and under each stone tablet was buried the soul of a pilgrim.

Taking a few steps forward with a heavy heart, Xia Yi and her strange companion were blown down by the fierce cold wind, and the short scarf left behind was also broken and scattered with the wind.

The rune magic had left them, and could no longer offer a shred of protection.

Xia Yi and this strange companion looked at each other for a moment, and she couldn't help but think of the prophecy in the mural: the pilgrim finally fell at the foot of the snow mountain.

But neither of them stopped, but once again stepped on the snow covering their calves together, and began to trek step by step.

The howling of the wind became louder and louder, and the cloak was frozen from the hem a little bit, and the two of them became staggering, and each step became more difficult and slow.

There is only a vast expanse of whiteness in the world, and the beam of light from the holy mountain is getting farther and farther away. Finally, it is blocked by the thick vortex-shaped air-conditioning and can no longer be seen.

Xia Yi felt the bone-piercing cold, and her whole body felt so frozen that she lost consciousness.

The world was vast, she couldn't see any targets, and even her companions who were walking side by side fell down at some point, buried by the snow and lost their traces.

But she just didn't want to give up, she moved forward stubbornly, gritted her teeth, tried her best, and took three steps forward with difficulty.

Finally, on his knees, he fell in the thick snow.

In just a moment, the snow buried her stiff body, and there was only white snow left in the world.

Countless viewers watched this scene with heavy hearts, "Is this the end? Are all the pursuits and efforts meaningless?"

But the music sounded slowly, and in the wind and snow, six tall white-robed ancestors showed their figures, silently watching the frozen red robes.

Fengxue slowed down unknowingly, and little runes emerged like starlight.

The frozen Xia Yi slowly floated up, the frozen cloak on her body was slowly thawed, and Xia Yi's consciousness also slowly recovered.

With the blessing of the ancestors, the magic that had disappeared reappeared, and a long scarf suddenly extended from behind the cloak, and the runic energy on the scarf gathered and glowed little by little.

The image of the ancestors dissipated, but Xia Yi felt full of strength again. She leaned slightly to accumulate strength, and the strong magic made her whole body become golden.

The next moment, magic erupted!

Xia Yi on the snow ground vibrated her cloak instantly, took off on the spot, and blasted towards the billowing fog in the sky!

Pierce through billowing black clouds, pass through roaring and attacking dragons, and break through all obstacles!

Arrived at the end of the pilgrimage - the holy mountain!

What catches the eye is the blue sky, snow-capped mountains, bridges connected by red silk, tall and holy doors, and red silk creatures swimming in groups like fish, flying freely in the air with abundant magic.

Xia Yi shed tears almost instantly, and she felt that all the hardships and pains she had experienced along the way had been rewarded at this moment.

Also, the strange companions who also flew to the side, they resonated with each other in surprise, arousing huge white ripples.

Every time you pass through a high sacred door, the bell on the top of the door will ring. The distant bell ringing, accompanied by melodious and exciting music, runs through the journey of the holy mountain.

The two shook their cloaks and dragged their super-long scarves, flying to their heart's content, playing with red silk creatures, passing through waterfalls, touching clusters of floating red silk flowers, and riding a giant red silk creature like a swimming whale. During the short journey, enjoy the happiness brought by the abundant magic on the top of the holy mountain.

Finally, through the last door, chasing the beam of runes, to the highest point of the holy mountain, the whole body was once again dyed golden.

Finally, the two reached a hollow in the holy mountain: a narrow gap covered with snow, from which infinite light shines.

This is the source of the magic beam on the holy mountain, the source of the birth of civilization on the murals, and the origin of everything from the very beginning of the game.

Now it will also be the end of their pilgrimage, the place where everything ends.

Xia Yi looked at the traveling companion beside her, this stranger. The two met by chance, and they only traveled together for a short distance, and now they had to say goodbye, which made her very sad.

But in the end, they hugged briefly, and then walked forward side by side, step by step towards the narrow path full of light, and walked into that light.

Welcome to the end of the journey.

The audience in the live broadcast room had already stopped speaking and watched this scene quietly, deeply touched.

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