Listening to her words, Jiang Bai suddenly understood.
When he was angry at first, he thought that the people of this clan were just like Wan Yan, who had long forgotten their own history and were all wolf-hearted people, but he didn't think he was wrong.
No wonder Wan Yan is the only one searching for the history of the Demon God of Salt. No wonder she can only find Zhongli.
Because the elders in the family knew these things, but had no shame in telling them to her, the younger generation, so she was left to find the truth on her own.
Jiang Bai looked at her with some pity. This result was tantamount to the collapse of his faith.
Seeing that she no longer called the emperor by his name, Jiang Bai decided to show mercy and forgive this woman.
"Although you have realized your mistake, you have misunderstood the emperor for so long and still made assumptions about the emperor. You must go to the Seven Heavens Statue with three sticks of incense every day to apologize!"
Wan Yan was silent for a while and said: "I will."
Jiang Bai was satisfied.
It's okay, not hopeless.
But forgiveness is forgiveness. Regarding the matter about the Demon God of Salt, should it be recorded? What should I do to avoid another Wan Yan?
"Master, how about we write a book about the Demon God of Salt? Write down all his achievements, stories, thoughts, and endings. It can be used as a warning for future generations and as historical materials for study."
The story of the Demon God of Salt is really educational. Why being weak is the original sin, how running away cannot solve problems, and how endless concessions will only give up everything. Each of these is a teaching story.
Zhongli looked at Wan Yan, "If I want to write a book, I will inevitably include your clan's story in it. Are you willing?"
"The achievements of the Demon God of Salt should not be buried. Although he is a weak Demon God, he at least gave us a safe shelter. As for the betrayal of my family, please do not hide it."
Wan Yan was silent for a moment and said, "This is our punishment."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jiang Bai felt that the demonic remnants around him had faded a bit.
After leaving the underground and seeing the sun again, Jiang Bai stretched.
"Does this place need to be sealed?" He looked at Zhongli.
There are demonic remnants inside. If it is not sealed, it will be affected.
"Go back and inform the Qianyan Army about what happened here, and let Qixing arrange for people to seal the entrance to the palace."
Zhongli had no intention of taking action at all.
He is just a guest at the Palace of Purity now, so let Qixing take care of this kind of thing.
"Oh, then I'll call Chongyun here to guard him." Jiang Bai nodded.
This Salt of the Earth is relatively remote, and not many people usually come here, but there are still many monsters like Slime Qiuqiu and Li Huahua living here. These monsters are very susceptible to the influence of the devil's residue inside.
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Once affected, Mandrill will definitely come to slay the demon. Of course, Mandrill cannot be bothered with this kind of thing.
At this time, it is the turn of Tianheng alchemist Chongyun who is eager for training to take action!
Chongyun, who was trying hard to find the evil spirit, suddenly received a message from Jiang Bai. After hearing what Jiang Bai said, he suddenly jumped three feet high.
"Salt of the earth! Evil spirit! Demonic god's residue!"
Because he was so excited, he almost failed to control his pure Yang power.
Finally he can use his strength!
It is so painful to live a life where you are obviously a magician who can eliminate evil spirits, but you cannot find any evil spirits!
He threw away the unreliable information about evil spirits that Xingqiu gave him and rushed to the Salt of the Earth without stopping.
Seeing Wan Yan leave by herself, Jiang Bai looked at Zhongli holding the salt lamp and salt ruler, "Master, she doesn't want these two things, what should we do with them?"
"Please accompany me to Guyun Pavilion again."
Paimon scratched his little head, "Huh? Why are you going to Guyun Pavilion again?"
"Alas" Zhongli sighed, "I revisited my old place and talked about so many past events. I will inevitably miss those old friends."
Jiang Bai said nothing and just followed him to Guyun Pavilion.
I'm afraid he has said goodbye to countless old friends in the past years.
Although I didn't hear him tell the story about himself and the Demon God of Salt, he knew so clearly about the Demon God of Salt that they must have known each other before.
It's just that the two sides have different ideas, so there is no more intersection.
Sora and Paimon followed, no one spoke, and it was rare silence.
Guyun Pavilion is still the same as when it came back, and the demon gods suppressing it below did not cause any disturbance because of their second arrival.
Zhongli stood at the highest point of Guyun Pavilion, and the sea breeze blew in his face, ruffling his hair.
"I mentioned to you before that many old demons were suppressed under Guyun Pavilion. Now the immortals have handed over Liyue Port to mortals, and Heulia's era is even longer in the past..."
Zhongli looked towards Liyue Port. Under that calm face was the accumulation of countless years and history.
"I ended an era with my own hands, and I have been thinking about how to record the history that I ended. History can be recorded, but history is not reliable, and this incident also proves this.
"Time has a powerful force, and history will be distorted over the years. I need to find better records to engrave the true history."
"Have you found it?" Jiang Bai asked.
Zhongli did not answer this question, but looked at Kong and Jiang Bai.
Once, he had the idea of using Jiang Bai as a record, but now, Sora appeared.
Double records are safer.
"Carving stone is a long-lasting way of recording, but the seemingly unchanging rock, the seemingly unchanging world and me may disappear one day.
"You are people who have traveled far across the sky and across the sea of stars. If history is engraved in your memory, it will always exist with your existence."
Jiang Bai looked confused and couldn't understand.
Why can memory equal history?
Why does it exist as long as you remember it?
Does this involve any laws of Teyvat?
"I don't understand." Jiang Bai told the truth.
"You don't need to understand it now, just remember it."
"As [Adventors], as long as you can [record], the era and history of Teyvat will have another backup of existence."
Looking at Guyun Pavilion at his feet, Zhongli's memory seemed to return to the long past.
"Thousands of years ago, Liyue was in chaos, and I and the immortals were in chaos.
"This place where rock spears have suppressed demon gods has gone through thousands of years, and in the end only anecdotes and legends are left."
"The salt lamps and salt rulers left by Heulia should not return to Liyue Port. Letting them stay here is both a sleep and a return to their hometown."
He walked forward and came to the edge of the rock.
With a wave of his hand, the salt lamp and salt ruler flew up from Jiang Bai's hand, fell into the sea, and sank into the water.
He seemed to be talking to the devil in the sea, and seemed to be talking to himself.
"Osser, you and I are enemies, not friends. But the antagonism in the old days is just a memory of the old days."
"It's up to you to devour Heulia's relics."
The lone crane spread its wings and took off, causing ripples on the beach.
The salt ruler and salt lamp completely sank to the bottom of the sea, and Liyue Harbor lost another miracle.