There is rain in the capital.

The air is humid, and the leaves of the trees in the capital have changed from light green to dark green.

The people of the capital do not like this rainy weather, even if the rain sweeps away the heat, but at the same time it also hinders travel, staying at home will be stuffy, the rain in summer is not as good as the snow in winter, the people in the capital like to bake braziers at home, eat hot pot, and talk about the stove when the heavy snow closes the road, and there is no fun in this rainy day.

Even so, the closer he got to the Panthéon, the more people Yuan came to see it.

Most of them are candidates, and the different umbrella surfaces are like dead leaves on the river drifting to the same water vortex, the center of which is in the south of the city, which is called the Panthéon.

"I don't think there's anything nice about it. Yuan Li pouted.

"Have you been?"

"When I was fine, I went on a trip, and I couldn't see anything, just a few big monuments, which didn't look good at all. ”

Yuan Lai smiled, he hadn't been there yet, but he also knew that of course there would be no beautiful scenery, after all, it was an "ancestral hall", and there could never be a red-sleeved pilgrim on the painting boat.

As he approached in that direction, Yuan Lai recalled in his heart what he had heard about the Panthéon.

There are two shrines in the capital, one is the "Ancestral Hall" for scholars, and the other is the "Ancestral Temple" for practitioners.

The Panthéon enshrines the names of great cultivators above the Grandmaster level in the past dynasties, and each of them is a legendary figure on the continent!

The minimum number of people who can enter the Panthéon after the death is also the cultivation of the four realms, and the most basic requirement for being called a "sage" is that each of them has a positive image, such as those famous evil cultivators, great cultivators who slaughter living beings, even if the realm is high, they will definitely not be here.

Of course, what is enshrined here is not a bodhisattva with compassion, but who can become a great practitioner without menstrual blood in his hands? It's just that time will forget the good and evil of man himself, leaving a big monument and a memorial arch for future generations.

There are no bones of those dead practitioners in the Panthéon, but their names are there, so the symbolism here is greater.

Of course, Yuan Lai doesn't really pin his hopes on it, but it's always an interesting custom to light firecrackers and pull red couplets on New Year's Day.

After walking for a long time, there are more umbrellas in the streets and alleys, but there is always a distance between the umbrellas, no one chats and talks, and every candidate who comes here to pray for blessings hopes for absolute silence, silence represents sincerity.

Sincerity is spirituality.

"That's the Panthéon. Yuan Li stopped and pointed to a building not far away.

Yuan Lai looked at it as a round building, which looked different in Kyoto, according to the aesthetic vision of Daqi, the buildings were all square as well, so it was really eye-catching to see a round building in the capital.

"The Panthéon does not have a main entrance, there are eight door frames in all directions, there are only rows of name monuments inside, there is nothing to look at, I have inquired, don't get too close to the words of blessing, saying that you are afraid of offending the seniors to rest in peace, young master, you see that other exams are far away to worship on the line...... Hey, young master?"

Yuan Li was introducing with great interest, and suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.

He turned his head to see that the young master beside him was looking at the round building directly at this moment, and his whole mind seemed to have drifted away.

"Young master?" Yuan Li shouted again, he put down the spare umbrella under his armpit, and waved it in front of Yuan Lai's eyes with his free hand, but there was no response.

"Young Master!"

Still no response.

Yuan Li's heart suddenly panicked, he didn't know what happened to the young master suddenly, he just sensed that something was wrong, but just when he wanted to stretch out his hand to shake Yuan Lai, an imperceptible vibration was transmitted from a distance along the bluestone floor, which made his heart tremble!

"Don't panic, stand, don't move, hold an umbrella for me. ”

Yuan Lai suddenly spit out four words quickly, one comfort, three commands.

"Young master......" Yuan Li exhaled in surprise, and then felt another faint tremor coming from a distance, the tremor came to his feet along the stone road, straight up his legs, making his body a little disobedient for a while, and only half a sentence was spoken.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two people under the umbrella just stood quietly in the rain, without the slightest difference.

And the tremor was so slight that others were barely aware of it.

Yuan Lai's eyes looked at the Panthéon in the distance, and the rhythm of his heartbeat began to get faster, without the slightest warning, just like the heartbeat of meeting a girl with a crush at the entrance of the alley, of course, the heartbeat at this time was not shy, and some were only anxious and uneasy.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The sound of the heartbeat seemed to be right in my ears, like a cowhide drum rumbling.

Yuan Lai vaguely sensed that someone was calling him in front of him, this feeling was extremely weird, but it was real, he had already stepped into the first realm, although he had not yet learned any exercises, but the Lingtai Qingming Realm gave him a pair of keen eyes, and a keen "feeling", at this time the "feeling" told him that there was something in the panthéon in front of him that resonated with his heart.

The sound of his heartbeat was getting louder and louder, Yuan Lai didn't try to escape, he could sense that the thing was not malicious, and gradually his breathing became weaker, and his eyes were blurred, like a layer of fog, he wanted to wipe it, but he was shocked that he couldn't lift his arm at all.

"Who are you?" he cried out to himself.

The other party did not answer, but the fog in front of him became thicker and thicker, but the sound of rain in his ears became smaller and smaller, until it ...... Disappear!

......

......

Yuan Lai noticed that he was in the middle of a cloud and mist, he saw some palaces and pavilions in the clouds in the distance, but the clouds were too thick to see clearly, he tried to move his body, and his body could already move, but the next moment a discovery made his pupils suddenly contract!

The ground under his feet is no longer the rain-soaked bluestone slab of the capital, but a piece of white jade-like ground, and Yuan Lai beside him and the umbrella above his head have of course disappeared.

He raised his head suddenly, and was surprised to find that there was a starlight flickering in the thin mist above his head, and he squinted slightly, and a Milky Way crossed the sky.

"Where is this?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"This is your world. A voice came.

Yuan Lai was not too surprised, if he wanted to come to this place, it would be strange if there was no one, but when this voice entered his ears, he suddenly felt familiar, frowned for a moment Yuan Lai was surprised: "You are a life?!"

That's right!

Yuan Lai had seen his former ninth life in a trance before he fell into the snowy mountain in his previous life, and the person who led him and sent him here was him - his first life!

"You remember me, I'm so happy. I's voice laughed.

Yuan Lai looked around and said, "Where are you?"

"I, I'm long gone, I'm just a thought, I can't be seen, you can't see me. Oh, you're already in the first realm, a little faster than I thought, how is it, is the world still adapting?"

Yuan Lai's expression was calm, calm and a little indifferent, he quietly listened to the voice after speaking, and then said, "I didn't expect you to be a sage. ”

"No, you and I are the same person in different eras, so you should say: I didn't expect that I was a sage. ”