The mountain is green and the wind welcomes the night, and the white-clothed scenery is embroidered on the riverside.

There are passers-by here, but it is difficult to return to their hometown.

Bai Yi sat on the hillside by the long river, alone.

There are six stone tablets standing beside him, and on the six stone tablets are the names of the deceased people in the Three Heavens where he lives.......

There are countless stone tablets behind Bai Yi.

At first glance, the white clothes seemed to be sitting alone in a world that had long since disappeared.

Each stele resembles a tomb......

This is the battlefield of the world, the triple heavens, and the place where the gods have fallen!

In the vast battlefield, there is only one person left!

The wind blew on the other side, blowing up the pale clothes of the white clothes. The full head of white hair is like the loneliness that can never be solved by the river.

In the gray world, there seems to be nothing.

The wind blows the river, but it can't roll up the waves, and there is no sound.

The laughter and laughter of the past have turned to dust, and in the silence, there is not even the sound of insects.

The god of this world seems destined to be lonely.

Bai Yi got up and walked to the river.

He looked over the calm river, as if waiting for someone to return......

He just waited, waited for a long time...

For a long time.......

On the other side of the wind, scattered in the long river.

And the floating lights went out......

Bai Yi has long learned the art of watching the lights out, but he has not been allowed to go down the river.

"Now, no one can stop me from lighting the lamp......." Bai Yi muttered, his face full of gloom.

He went into the hut, found an unoccupied candle in the hut, lit it, and stood on the shore.

as a backup......

He knew that when he returned...... No one will light the lamp that is extinguished in his hand for him......

He turned around again, took the candle in his hand, and walked slowly into the river.

The scenery in the river is still the same, as if it was the first time that Changyi took him down the river countless years ago.

Above the calm river, there are few fluctuating clouds.

On the river in the distance, floating lamps float on the water, like the lights of thousands of homes......

In white clothes, step by step, he walked into the floating lamp group, looking for the extinguished candles. The hem of the white garment dragged in the water, but it would not get wet.

He cautiously walked over to a extinguished candle, crouched down, and lit it with the candle in his hand, following the appearance of his long robe.

The moment he lit the candlelight, he clearly felt the power of extinguishing the candle lamp, which seemed to be consumed by endless years.

Illuminated, non-lit.

It's just to dissipate the power of the 'extinguishing' of those candles.

It's just that when the power of annihilation is dispersed, the cause and effect of the power of annihilation will be transferred to the person who lights the lamp.

It made him feel the wear and tear brought about by the long 'time'......

Lighting a lamp has already made Bai Yi feel that trance and powerlessness. His consciousness gradually became blurred.

"It turns out that you have been lighting the lamp all along, and you are experiencing such a 'waste'......" Bai Yi whispered.

Watching others do it, even if you know the reason, you can't understand the feeling.

It was only when they acted on their own that they understood why they did not want him to go down the river......

Bai Yi got up and continued towards the next candlelight.

He learned the appearance of a long robe, lit one candle after another, and walked through the long river inch after inch.

Every time he lights up, it makes him even more trance-like.

Gradually...... He also seems to have forgotten a lot.

Forget who you are,

Forget where this is,

Forget who was once lost......

He seemed to remember only one thing, "Lighting the lamp... Lighting ......"

It's just that unlike the six lost gods, he found something different from the world in the wind blowing on the other side.

It seems that the eternal existence of the world is 'life'!

And the power under the wear and tear of 'time' on the other side is 'death'!

On the battlefield, the battle is 'extinction', and it seems that the only way to fight 'extinction' is 'immortality'.......

Or perhaps, something else.

This faint consciousness, existing in the blank white body, is very small, but it seems that it can gain something over the years.

Bai Yi didn't know, but continued to light the lamp.......

In the vast river, there are countless lights.

What Bai Yi can do is only to go to the point one by one!

Changyi once said: They have already tried, if they use their divine power to let the candle light it by itself, it will not light it no matter what.

Because there is no one to admit cause and effect......

Therefore, when the lamp is lit, the lamp can only be lit by the person who lights the lamp in person, and bears the 'extinguishment' himself.

This lamp and candle is the vitality of the world.

Only by making the floating lantern on the long river shine forever can the world last forever......

Yingying vulture, trance.

In the endless lights, the white clothes have long forgotten everything.

He just numbly lit a candle that went out, and only that 'lit lamp' was left in his trance-like consciousness.

I don't know how long it took him to light it, and when he tried to find a light that went out, he found that it was all on.

Standing on the long river in a trance, the white clothes seemed to be a little confused.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do.......

That feeling of dazedness is like floating alone in the endless sea of stars.

The world is big, but there is nowhere to go.

He just stood on the river for a long, long time......

Finally, the words of Changyi seemed to sound in his mind: "The third thing that must not be forgotten..."

“...... Go home! ”

The white-clothed body shook and turned his head to look in the direction of the river.

Walking towards the river.

"Go home..."

"Go home ......"

He walked for a long time in a trance, and then he came to the riverside.

The riverside was silent, and no one greeted him.

There was no one waiting for him......

There was only one candle that he had stood on the shore.

The candle in his hand was extinguished on the way back, as if with his intention to go home.

"What do you do when you go home? There is no one at home ......" Bai Yi whispered blankly and slowly lowered his head.

Bai Yi walked to the candlelight by the river and sat down slowly.

At this moment, how he wished...... When he returned home, there were six people waiting for him in the house.

They would hold his swaying body and light the candle in his hand.......

Unfortunately, for countless years to come, he was destined to go to the lamp alone, and when he returned, he was the only one on the riverside.

Bai Yi sighed softly, and put the candle lamp in his hand on the burning lamp by the river.

He lit the candle that was extinguished in his hand.......

The hand trembled slightly, as if with endless exhaustion and dazedness.

On the hillside behind Bai Yi, the countless stone monuments stood there, looking at the other side of the distant long river, looking at the lonely white clothes on the riverside.

The wind on the other side rose again, and the white clothes went to light the lamp again......

The lights on the river went out and on.

The white clothes went and went back.

One time at a time...

One at a time......

Bai Yi can't count how many times he has ordered it alone, and how many years have passed?

Just like Changyi said back then: There will be a time for you to light the lamp in the future.......