Novel Full Chapter 1978
Chapter 1978: Chapter 1537: Can't Escape from the Palm of Cheng Yun Chapter 1978: Chapter 1537: Can't Escape from the Palm of Cheng Yun Saint Statue.
Jiang Hao did not know the definition of a saintly figure.
But he always felt something strange about it.
Statues, of course, he had some experience with.
The statues at the Western Astronomical Academy, as well as the one beneath the Abyssal Sea.
Not a single one was normal.
Thus deduced, this space statue related to Cheng Yun was probably not normal either.
As for its purpose, it must be more than just to protect the people here.
There must be some other secret uses.
“How do the villagers determine that the Chosen Sage is indeed a sage? Have they done any good deeds?” Jiang Hao asked.
The others were quite curious too.
The saints here, and the village, they must all be clues in the search for fortunes.
They would surely go to have a look.
“A saint is naturally a saint; once a saint appears, we can travel to farther places and acquire more land.
“Without a saint, our place would be in danger.
“You came from the fog, and our place relies on the saint to ward off the fog.
“The fog is not always present, but it appears occasionally.
“Once it appears, without the saint's protection, we would face endless disasters and horrors, eventually dying in the fog,” said the burly man, somewhat frightened. “Our ancestors encountered such a disaster, fortunately, at that time, a Chosen Sage was born again, and our ancestors were spared from misfortune.
“As time goes by, saints gradually pass away.
“Currently, there are four living saints, which can be said to be the most at any one time in history.
“Especially, the latest saint who appeared over four hundred years ago, he has recently shone with endless brilliance, promising to protect us for a thousand autumns.
“There's still a little time left before his visage can be seen clearly, the first saint statue in innumerable years, whose actual appearance can be witnessed.”
After some thought, Jiang Hao couldn't figure out what kind of strong figure could become a saint.
And just to protect this place, could that be called a saint?
But upon reflection, even just being able to protect this place was enough for them to revere and admire.
Being a saint, that seemed plausible enough.
However, the fog here should be a spatial isolation.
This place belongs to some other larger space, just with certain changes, it gets pulled out.
Thus, it would be isolated.
If there is no strength to protect it, it might be torn apart or covered by space, eventually submerging everything.
“Where does the saint come from, and how do you know that these are saints?” Mr. Xie asked.
“The saint descends from the brilliance of the sky, he protects us, what more is there to verify?” the burly man said.
“You say saints will die, so what are they like before and after their death?” the Noble Fairy asked.
“While alive, the saint is radiant,” the burly man solemnly said. “When a saint falls, the light fades, and cracks appear on his body.
“But he will still be worshiped by us, for they protected our ancient years.
“They are the witnesses of our generations.”
Jiang Hao did not ask further but followed the pair towards the front.
Others still had some questions, but they seemed to be asking about rivers and the sources of those rivers.
To this, the two stout men also provided answers.
They said the river appears depending on the time; normally, it doesn't exist, and they do not know its source.
However, if you speak of other rivers, their village has a divine spring that has never ceased for countless years.
Furthermore, they generously said that if it is believed there are treasures, one could go in and see, as no one who has entered has ever come out.
There are numerous legends about the divine spring.
But the village only believes in one.
It is the Heaven Bestowing Spring, entering it is to question the existence bestowed by heaven, destined to be obliterated.
Mr. Xie and others were extremely curious about this place.
It seems like they found the correct spot.
Jiang Hao was also quite curious, as it was a good opportunity to go see what exactly that place was.
And to observe the so-called saint.
Soon, they arrived at the village lined with countless stones.
There are four towering stone pillars around the village, seeming to uphold the sky.
Looking at these stone pillars, the crowd was somewhat shocked.
Carved into these stone pillars were divine beasts, the True Dragon soaring through the nine heavens, and the phoenix reborn in flames.
These statues seemed as though they could not be bound, ready to break free from the stone pillars at any moment.
But in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if these divine creatures were imprisoned within the stone pillars, wailing and struggling, yet unable to escape.
“What are these stone pillars?” the Noble Fairy asked first.
She had an inexplicable feeling that since arriving here, the suppression had become increasingly formidable.
At this time, Jiang Hao also looked towards the stone pillars. Others might see dragons and phoenixes, but what he saw was different.
It was the Dharma.
The Heavenly Dao, the Earth Dao, the Human Dao, and the final figure.
He sat there, chin in hand, watching the struggle and wails of the other three stone pillars.
Soon, everything returned to normal.
They were still just ordinary stone pillars.
Jiang Hao remained silent.
“The stone pillars have always been there, existing since time immemorial, we don't know what they are, but the Heaven Bestowing Saint can only appear here,” the burly man said.
The crowd did not ask further and soon they entered Stone Village.
They were brought to the village chief.
The village chief was a middle-aged man, who simply glanced at everyone and said to do whatever they wanted; if they were still here a month later, come and report to him.