At this time, Andaoyuan had already discovered through the observation port that all the night watchmen had walked out.

He quietly waited for Mr. Zhu to draw this part of the temple before he said his next plan: "Mr. Zhu, can we take out the gold we buried now?"

In the painting of Valhalla Temple in "Dawn After Dusk", there are bright red flames burning outside the giant tree of giant flames. The white marble covers the broken hall, showing a hint of sacredness in its decay.

Mr. Zhu put the shelf beside him and then pulled out a line draft from his easel.

The two walked into the song of Nibelon Root. At this moment, the World Tree had collapsed. The palace in dusk was particularly desolate, and the remaining heat of the quasi-bound cannon remained in the sky.

The evolution of Tokyo's earth veins is an incomplete world, and the degree is not above one degree, so when the pastor arrives, the world is already unstable.

But the picture at this moment is exactly the same as what Mr. Zhu just drew.

Andaoyuan stood quietly on the hills, and he recalled that Wagner wrote this moment, which was an epic of mankind.

Just like what he once said:

We must believe that it is man who created Greek history, and it is also man who created today's history.

In the past, we only produced flashy and luxurious industrial products, but what we created in the future was works of art. We have to ask what caused such profound changes to people and explore what is our mission.

It is the eyes I have missing that you see me at this moment, so I see hope.

Mr. Zhu gently unfolded the line draft in his hand, and the white stone tablets seemed to restore their original appearance and stood on the hill again.

At this moment, the epic is truly sung slowly and gently.

Gold is sunk by the goddess and the lakeside of the Rhine River.

Valkyrie Brenheld, who belongs to Valhalla, was exiled for love.

Siegfried, who gained power, cut off the big snake in the gray mist and the giant's battle.

In the end, everything fell back into the Rhine with the ring, and the story of the gods ended.

Andaoyuan quietly looked at the past when the stone tablet was projected into the sky, which was a past that humans had never known.

Mr. Zhu did not make a sound either. He just described the world and calmly kept the gorgeous and magnificent everything in his paintings.

If it was the real Wagner opera, the song of Siegfried, which belongs to the vast white frost and melodiously above the sky, should be played around.

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Andaoyuan is a rational audience, and at this moment he has a little respect, which is his respect for human epics. Every audience who witnesses may have such a mood.

Give time life, not life time

From Bryce Pascal, the original text is: Tothetimetolife, ratherthantolifeintime.

The first time he saw this sentence was "Give time civilization, not civilization," but now he thought that it might be more appropriate to use this sentence here.

The light of the stars turned into Taoist markers and fell into the Rhine Lake in the present realm.

Andaoyuan walked here along the trajectory of the stars. He squatted by the river and tried the depth of the water level. The river water brought the clearness and coldness of the northern foothills of the Alps in Switzerland.

He took out a ring that had lost its luster here, and the ring was carved with words carved from Roman characters. If you look closely, you can see that the ring also had the luster of stars.

But it was already the stars thousands of years ago.

The hyacinth account slowly opened, and the light blue light belonging to the trade wind dyed the Nibelon root ring light blue.

Then a line of words were slowly imprinted in the account:

【One Mythical Ode to the Rhine: The Wind on the Rhine

Relics of the gods; the rings of Nibelon's roots]

In two simple sentences, Andoyuan could not see any information, but he knew that the story of Hibeth was about to come to an end. Perhaps Hibeth would come to Tokyo again next year, and it would be a completely different typhoon.

"Mr. Zhu, let's go back. The earth veins here have been awakened. Perhaps the spiritual tide will slowly spread, fill the secret realm, and turn into a part of the present world."

Andaoyuan did not disturb Zhu, but waited until he finished drawing a part before reminding him.

Mr. Zhu smiled. He thought Andaoyuan's attitude was very comfortable, so he could not refuse:

"Let's go, this place is just a projection of myths after all. Maybe there is a chance that you can truly witness the history of mankind."

"That's my honor."

"By the way, when you prepare delicious food, don't forget to call me. Although Monk Yiyuan practices Buddhism, he doesn't mind the difference between meat, vegetables and vegetarian food, so I also have some similar hobbies."

Andaoyuan didn't expect that Mr. Zhu, who seemed to be invincible, now had more fireworks. Maybe this is the god belonging to the present world.

"Then I need to prepare more."

He responded without caring that he had no time to respond, after all, Hyacinth Curie prepared a lot of ingredients for this storm. It seemed that just a meal of braised pork might not be enough to entertain these guests.

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The last step of the Rhine River in the Dutch area is located below the border town of Emerrich, in the delta area at the entrance of the plain, where the Rhine River is divided into many wide forks such as the Lek River and the Waal River.

Next to a light with warm white light, a little boy was putting the paper boat in his hand into the lake with a blade of grass. His family lived in a small house on the banks of the Rhine River.

The Netherlands is a country with few mountains and forests. They usually live in the opposite mountains and have special feelings.

People have been a habit of growing flowers, planting trees and grass for centuries. In the Netherlands, almost every household has to plant flowers and plants in front and behind their houses to decorate the environment.

Chinese people pay attention to bonsai, while Dutch people like "window scene". They are often used to decorate on windowsills or hanging various strange flowers and plants on windows, which complement the curtains on both sides and create a unique scene.

The little boy suddenly discovered that a faint blue light appeared around the paper boat by the river. Then the breeze blew, dragging the boat to the distance. The stars in the distant sky were reflected in the pure river water of the northern hemisphere, as if they were stained with silver stars.

He ran back to the house happily and said to his mother who was cooking potato soup:

"Mother, my boat was not overturned this time. Maybe the gods heard my voice and he would bless my father for his trip to the sea."

His mother gently served him a bowl of soup and handed him a piece of white bread: "Kaiyin, remember to take a shower after dinner to warm up your body. The gods will bless your seaman father.

When his ship arrived in Florence, I called him and told him that his son was already a big child.”
Chapter completed!