I only ask that she do me one last favor for the sake of our mutual friend.“it’s been like this since the beginning: Zhongli was “bad” and disappointing” – you can immediately see the newfag that did not catch the first Zhongli banner. Even if she will not do it for my sake, that is also fine. Perhaps she might, in light of our old friendship. That which I have always longed to find once more has never been a paradise for the many.Īll the parodies of the teachings and the seven wise monks, or that so-called pure world free of all sorrows, none of those things matter anymore.īut I do not wish that the poison ingested by mistake should remain in this world. I can see the three of us debating in our paradise once more.

'None shall have to drink salt water in the King's realm, for everything in the new world shall be good.' 'The Sand King sleeps alone in secret dreams, drawing up new theorems.' Remove birds, beasts, fish, dragons, humans, and seven monk-kings, so that none shall steal wisdom.

Remove the original principles of rules, verdicts, and grace, so that she will no longer be afraid of the punishment that is laid on her kin. Remove the sun, the moons, and weight, for there should be no barriers between time and space. The cycle of seven must be removed, because the secret narrative will be blocked.įear and grief must be torn down, and so the barrier between life and death must be removed. The pearly moonlight, the amber afterglow, the waves of grass, and the roots of the waters have gradually ceased to be silent, all singing the poems that she left behind. But how sweet the whispers can be, and how clear the wisdom of which they speak. Next, the beastly trail from the poison should be cut off, for taking poison is a sin running deeper than the sky. However, the rules I have set are more elegant and precise, so there is no need and there should be no followers of hers who shall die meaninglessly on their account, and no poetry should be lost for their sake. To heal that fragile, sad, and imperfect world, the spikes descended and pierced through the earth's crust. In the original world, the barriers were torn down, and the dark poison had penetrated the earth. Even if the celestial sphere was just an illusion, myths are often born when people look up at the stars and moons.

Then the seven sage monks were established again, and they ruled the trajectories drawn by the earth, water, and stars. The weight should not be excessive, or the land will bind people's feet, impede those longing to travel far, and hinder expansion through exploration, while causing people to be unable to fly high, unable to explore the future. I stipulated that one should rely on the earth, but dream of the sky.

And that which was without weight became the sky. May the shadows of the world cast their pearly shimmer upon the earth when they awake, such that people can follow the silver-plated outline of the dunes at night to find their final fate. She once described the night sky adorned with three bright moons to me in a language I have now forgotten - yes, the number of moons should be three. First, the sun and the moons were created, and thus day and night came to be.

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