The tree was also quite large, silvery-white in color, and its thick trunk required at least three people to hug it.

Although you call this ancient tree, it is actually the root of the leyline tree that grows from the ground, so there are no leaves on the tree.

And on the huge stone wall behind the petrified ancient tree, some pictures are carved by golden brushstrokes.

These maps are the same as those on the gate of the secret realm, but they are clearer and more comprehensive than the ones on the gate of the secret realm.

On this picture, Jiang Bai saw the three-leaf pattern that was exactly the same as the pattern engraved on Mora.

He had thought that this pattern might have some special meaning, but after guessing for a long time, there was no reasonable answer.

Now it seems that the versatility of this pattern is very strong, and it may be more of a symbolic effect.

Symbolizes Teyvat, or something else.

"Let's get started. Just touch your hand. Albedo spoke.

The four of them stretched out their hands in unison and put their palms on the silver-white ancient tree.

The silver-white ancient tree is cold to the touch, but it does not have the rough feel of ordinary trees, but it is like smooth steel.

Jiang Bai closed his eyes, and a somewhat scattered scene appeared in front of him.

That was in the pretty distant past.

In the past, this snow-capped mountain was not called Longcrest Snow Mountain, it had no name, just a green mountain range.

It was the blessing of the silver and white trees.

Before the Anemo God appeared and the land of Mondstadt was still covered in snow and ice, this massive mountain range on the west side was the only happy place.

One day, a group of people came here.

They settled here and lived here.

Messengers of God descended from the heavens to teach them knowledge and lead them to a better life.

Under the guidance of the messengers of the gods, people set up sacrifices at the highest point of the hilltop and erected various magnificent buildings.

They prayed to the sky and listened to the sounds coming from the sky.

Under the guidance of the oracle, the priest went to the location of the ancient silver tree in the mountain and learned its function.

Gradually, the country was established, and the person who could hear the voice of the gods became the king, and the country was named "Charr Findnir".

With the grace of the divine messengers and leylines, the country grew at a breakneck pace and reached its peak with the birth of the princess.

The princess was born under the white tree, and her name is unknown, but in people's hearts, she is as bright as the moonlight.

Time passes little by little, like the pages of a book turning a new page.

Disaster struck suddenly.

The princess dreamed of the dark dragon that covered the sky and closed the sun.

In the same month, a warrior from a foreign country came here and fell in love with the princess at first sight.

However, not long after, the spikes fell from the sky and shattered into three pieces, smashing the white trees that blessed the land.

The ancient country was covered in ice and snow overnight, and a large number of people died in the sudden cold.

The sound of the sky was no longer heard, and the people were at a loss, not knowing what they had done wrong to anger the sky.

They followed the guidance of the heavens and listened to the teachings of the oracles, and did not transgress in the slightest.

Why did the sky suddenly rain down on such a punishment?

With many doubts, the king tried to reach the top of the mountain and seek guidance from the sky, but he could not hear the sound of the sky and could not return.

The princess led the rest of her people to the cave below to take refuge and keep each other warm in the cold wind.

The princess plucked the most complete branch of the white tree, painted the mural, and tried her best to keep it alive.

However, the grafted life never survived.

The desperate princess can only pin her last hope on a lover from a foreign country.

She ordered someone to forge a big sword with star silver, hoping that her lover could use this sword to cut through the wind and snow and find a way to save the motherland.

At the time of their parting, the princess said:

"I believe that the cheerful and noisy birds will follow your footsteps and fly back to the verdant summer palace gardens."

"Those creatures who have been expelled by the cold wave, poor children who have lost their homeland, will return to the nest of dreams with you"

"But if the timidity and desperation of nature overwhelm you so that you never return, then—"

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「... Please live. Please don't go with us to perdition, to be lost in cold oblivion."

However, the princess could not wait for the hero's triumph after all.

In the bitter cold, longing and guilt, the princess's life came to an end.

The splendor of the ancient kingdom has also come to an end.

The chronicler set up several stone tablets in the middle of the mountain, recorded everything that happened, and finally came to the place where the princess transplanted the white branches, and quietly watched over the transplanted new branches until the end of consciousness.

This is the end of the story, and the consciousness of several people exits the silver-white ancient tree.

After reading the short history of this ancient country, several people felt that their hearts were heavy, like pressing a boulder.

Different from the feeling brought by reading Carlos's diary, the content seen from this silver and white ancient tree is more comprehensive and more uncomfortable.

Even Klee, who didn't know much about the governor, couldn't feel it, she hung her head and looked at the ground, and she couldn't slow down for a while.

There was silence in the air for quite some time.

Eventually, Albedo sighed first and picked Klee up.

"Brother Abbey, I'm so uncomfortable, I want to cry......" Klee hugged his head, her eyes red.

"Well, I shouldn't have let you see it." Albedo sighed under his breath.

For Klee at her age, it's too early to get into this kind of thing.

Albedo stroked her back, "Cry if you want to." ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Klee's crying went from being suppressed to being presumptuous, and finally she was crying.

"Let's get out of here."

Leaving the secret realm, Jiang Bai breathed a long sigh of relief, and the depressed feeling dissipated a lot.

Seeing that Hu Tao was still stunned, he was silent and did not speak.

Jiang Bai took out a sweet flower and handed it to her, "Don't you want to eat something sweet?" The mood will be a little better. ”

Hu Tao took the sweet flower he handed him and stuffed it whole into his mouth.

The sweetness spread from her lips and teeth, making her feel a little better.

It's no wonder that Kati has this obsession, after reading the history of this ancient country, she has to have an obsession......

Klee wiped away her tears and jumped out of Albedo's arms, staring menacingly at the Nail of the Cold, which had been blown to pieces.

"Klee's going to blow up this abominable nail again!"

Her eyes were red, her cheeks bulged out angrily, and her eyes were full of fierce light.

Albedo knew that it would not work to keep her from being angry at such a time.

He coaxed, "Okay, well, blow it up!" Blow it up, the big badass! ”

Jiang Bai had no intention of getting involved in Klee's anger, he just wanted to bake the fire now.

"Hall Master, let's go over there and make a fire."

"Hmm."

Hu Tao nodded, and walked towards the camp without interest.

Even though they were away for a while, the fire was still burning and not extinguished.