These young people had all read the ancestors' descriptions of the Streamer Clan's rituals in the ancient logbooks of the Fiji Clan, but how could those monotonous words compare to the shocking reality? Just imagine, if the place of the festival was replaced by the fantastic Streamer Star, if all the twelve forms of the Streamer Clan participated in it, how spectacular it would be? Young people can't help but envy the Fiji explorers more than a thousand years ago, because they had the privilege of climbing the Streamer Star and had seen many different forms of Streamers.

But among the young people who were moved by fantasy, there was one man who was always hard to laugh at, and who had always scoffed at such religious activities. As a child, Sukaranna had seen many religious activities and had the painful experience of begging for heaven and earth, so he did not believe in the so-called gods, and he thought that religious worship was a foolish and ridiculous act. It was precisely because of the remaining prejudice in his heart that he subconsciously regarded the festival of the Streamer as an ordinary religious activity, thinking that it was a waste of time and meaningless behavior. Of course, at this time, Future Sukarlana had not yet realized how vast the world really was, and there would always be many more things that he could not understand than he could easily understand, and the power of life was far more powerful than he could have imagined.

Although this sacred festival of the Streamer Clan strongly impacted the hearts of the Fiji people, and they were moved by the cherishing and gratitude of the Streamer people for life, in fact, they only regarded it as a gorgeous religious activity. It wasn't until the next morning that they suddenly realized that their understanding of life was so narrow.

In the early morning of the second day after the festival, the sun showed a small face from the horizon, and before the sky was clear, the sleeping Fiji people were awakened by a thunderous exclamation.

The reason for this was that the two young men got up early, as usual, and went to the woods near the town to pick up wood. Building a large ship that would satisfy the needs of about 10,000 streamers to cross the sea was not a problem that could be solved by a hundred trees, so they had to go in and out of the forest a lot during this time. But when they passed by the venue where the festival was held last night, they were suddenly stunned by what they saw. After a while, he turned around and ran back as if he was sleepwalking, exclaiming loudly as he ran: "It's terrible, it's terrible! Everyone, get up! Hurry up......

As a result, the whole city was woken up by them. The two panting young men were so frightened that they couldn't tell the reason for it, but they just pointed in the direction of the forest. Thinking that something was wrong, everyone ran into the forest in a panic, and when they arrived at the place where the festival was held last night, they were all stunned. Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, you look at me, I look at you, and I can't help but confirm to others if I am still asleep.

However, none of this is a dream. Although it was only a short night, there was no longer a clearing, which had just been cut down and only tree stumps, but a lush grove. New branches sprouted from each of the stumps that had been cut down, and they were almost a man tall. The green leaves are fresh and delicate, and the branches are covered with crystal dewdrops, which are facing the rising sun. It was as if there had been a light rain last night, and they were sleeping soundly, when they were suddenly woken up by a group of noisy and impolite fellows, swaying drowsily in the morning breeze. At this moment, a flock of small birds suddenly flew up from among the branches and leaves, chirping into the sky, and the grass was covered with colorful wildflowers, like a new dress carefully woven by nature.

Although they did not understand how all this happened, at this moment, all of them felt the joy conveyed by this forest. Future Sukarana rushed out of the crowd and looked at the tender green space in a daze, her thoughts like a torrent bursting the embankment, constantly gushing out countless "why?" ...... Of course, with the current situation, he can't figure it out anyway.

As soon as she came to her senses, she ran to the other side of the forest without thinking, because she desperately wanted to know how it had all happened. She couldn't believe that there was such a power in the world—that could make all things grow and the earth prosperous. This powerful power is both touching and bewildering, and people can't help but fall in love with it.

In the eyes of Lepeilian, the lifestyle of the streamers is very monotonous and boring, they don't seem to have to run for a living, but they have never been seen enjoying food and entertainment, which is incomprehensible. Their demeanor is usually peaceful and peaceful, talking in a low voice, not overly noisy, and even when thousands of people gather together, the forest is still peaceful. Exiled from the other world, after thousands of years of war, but without anger or hatred, without erasing their nature, how did they do it? Shi Jiayan was puzzled, but from the priest's calm face, he could not find any answer. So, she asked a little impatiently, "Those little trees...... How do you do that?"

The priest calmly replied, "If you can hear the voice of all things, you can communicate with them and make them prosperous." ”

"Voice of Everything......" Shi Jiayan asked, "How do you communicate?" It seems to me that you are just holding a ceremony of prayer and thanksgiving. But I know that the same rituals, if we do them, will not achieve the same results, why is that?"

"Whoever prays will actually have a result, but the process is not the same. ”

"Is the process different...... Who are you praying to? Do you also have gods to worship?"

"The Sun King is the faith of the Streamers. ”

Hearing this, Shi Jiayan couldn't help but raise her head, and through the gap between the branches and leaves, she glanced at the sky in the distance, and the image of the sun in the sky naturally broke into her vision, and she asked in surprise: "The sun?

Priest Sirwin casually looked into the depths of the forest and replied slowly, "No matter who you pray, as long as you believe in your faith and hold on to your beliefs, you will get the results you want." ”

Shi Jiayan thought about it seriously for a while, and asked as if he didn't understand, "It sounds simple, but it's actually very difficult to do, right?

The priest withdrew his gaze, looked at Shi Jiayan again, and said calmly, "If you want to become stronger, then think about 'strong', and fill your soul with the desire to be strong. When you desire to be strong as you desire to survive, you naturally become strong. ”

The priest's words sounded simple and mundane, but Shi Jiayan knew that it would take a long time for her to grasp the meaning, but perhaps she would not be able to understand it until the end of this journey of life.

After returning to the city, Shi Jiayan pondered the last words of the priest, and still seemed to understand whether he understood or not, like a puff of smoke in front of him, he could see it clearly, but he couldn't grasp anything when he stretched out his hand. How can we hear the "voice of all things"? Does it refer to a literal meaning or a connotative meaning? This sentence is obviously more esoteric than the last paragraph.

For no reason, Shi Jiayan suddenly remembered the strange child. The same is true of the child, who is clearly present, and looks even more real than smoke. When he sat on the grass, he could clearly see the small blades of grass that he had bent, and when he walked through the sand, he could see the footprints he had left behind...... However, he could not be touched in any way. Just as people can't catch the wind, but they can see the leaves blown by the wind and believe in the existence of the wind, it is real and elusive.

To Scarney, the meaning of Sylvene Priest's words was like that child she would never touch, and perhaps she would not be able to solve these mysteries until the end of her life.