What made Mu Xian stop was a commotion coming from not far away.

Several fungus beasts surrounded a girl dressed in green.

Judging from his appearance, he was dressed as a forest ranger.

The text on the virtual terminal appeared in Mu Xian's sight.

Mu Xian quickly recognized the girl in the distance.

Lana

[Guo, the forest patrolman from Huacheng]

Mu Xian quickly looked away from Lana and then turned to leave.

Aren't you going to help her?

The little girl's voice made Mu Xian pause in his tracks.

Mu Xian heard this voice when he was uploading his sword practice notes.

His right hand unconsciously gripped the knife hilt, and the sudden sound in his mind made Mu Xian frown.

However, Mu Xian quickly identified the source and raised his hand to remove the void terminal from his ear.

"do not be afraid."

This time, the voice carried a hint of urgency: "I'm only communicating with you through a void terminal... I'm a little curious about you."

Mu Xian continued moving, but after his right hand touched the Void Terminal, he did not immediately remove it.

"who are you?"

Mu Xian spoke, but his view suddenly changed, and a spacious palace came into view.

The palace's decorative style seemed somewhat familiar to Mu Xian.

However, before Mu Xian could remember, the gaze returned to its original state.

In that corner, Lana was still fighting against the mushroom beasts; it was unclear how long she could hold out.

"My name is Naxida."

The girl's voice rang in Mu Xian's ears once again.

"However, everyone else calls me the Little Lucky Grass King."

Naxida's words made Mu Xian lower his right hand.

He was somewhat surprised that the Little Lucky Grass King's voice was that of a child.

"The Grass God...?"

Mu Xian said, "Your palace is quite spacious."

"But then again."

"Isn't it a bit impolite to suddenly barge into someone else's head?"

Although his words were somewhat barbed, Mu Xian still gave this grass god the respect he deserved.

Since his rebirth, this was the first time Mu Xian had spoken so much with someone he had just met.

"Feel sorry."

The god's apology once again surprised Mu Xian.

In Mu Xian's view, he had never seen any other gods before this, except for the Thor.

When Mu Xian was born, the Anemo Archon of Mondstadt had already disappeared for a long time, and perhaps had died somewhere.

The Geo Archon of Liyue is confirmed to have died during the Summoning Ceremony, and it is said that his body is still lying in the Golden House filled with Mora.

Therefore, Mu Xian's impression of gods was mostly derived from the Thunder God.

Paranoid, cold-blooded, and aloof.

"You really don't seem like a god," Mu Xian said, his voice as cold as ever.

"sorry."

Nasita apologized again: "I still have a long way to go before I become a true god."

Chapter 135 The Scenery of the World Tree

Then, Nasita shifted the topic to Lana, who was in the distance.

"That child is a child of Mount Sumeru, can you help me save her?"

This was the third time Mu Xian had looked at Lana in the distance, but he still did not choose to make a move.

"She'll be fine."

Mu Xian said something that Naxi Da didn't even realize.

"Eh?"

The five-hundred-year-old girl blinked inside the Pure Goodness Palace and, with the help of the power of the void, saw what would happen next.

The blond traveler suddenly appeared with a flying creature named Paimon and quickly dealt with the fungus beasts.

At that moment, Mu Xian also looked away.

"That traveler?"

The Grass God's surprised voice rang out again: "How did he end up here?"

Mu Xian did not answer; he had already found a good spot.

It wasn't a cave, but under a large tree that two people could hug.

The temperature under the tree felt exceptionally cool.

Leaving aside the fact that Mu Xian doesn't care too much about safety, this is indeed a good location.

After taking out the materials, Mu Xian casually picked up a palm-sized stone and crushed some of the materials into powder.

The little grass spirit seemed not to have left; she quietly watched Mu Xian's movements.

"Lingfenxiang, a material used by scholars to communicate with the World Tree and acquire knowledge."

She seemed to sense something: "Is there something you want to know?"

Mu Xian remained silent, then lit the prepared Lingfen incense.

The fragrance from the burning rose slowly, and even the sunlight seemed to carry the shadow of smoke.

The voice of the Grass God no longer echoed in my mind.

Mu Xian closed his eyes, and in a daze, the darkness gradually faded away.

When Mu Xian opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding environment was much darker.

A large, snow-white tree occupied a large portion of Mu Xian's field of vision.

Tree roots spread outwards, and one of them was right under Mu Xian's feet.

"This is the World Tree."

The voice of the Grass God rang out once again, and a little girl with long white hair walked out from next to Mu Xian.

She looked up at the tall tree trunk in front of her, her eyes filled with longing and a sense of wonder.

A dark shadow swept past Nasita, and Mu Xian had already walked towards the World Tree.

Naxida snapped out of her daze as Mu Xian left, and she jogged after him.

"The World Tree records the history of Teyvat, and this history is composed of the memories of every dead person."

"And people's memories are always accompanied by the knowledge they have learned throughout their lives."

"Like a squirrel collecting food, it will always collect some very precious things."

Mu Xian remained silent, his gaze already drawn to the tree canopy above him.

As the leaves fell, Mu Xian could feel the things within the tree that connected with him getting closer and closer.

Mu Xian wasn't sure what it was.

But thinking about it, it's easy to understand that the World Tree contains things related to oneself.

It's either a piece of history related to oneself within the World Tree, or a fragment of a soul left beneath the World Tree.

"That's really strange..."

Nasita's voice rang out again, her pupils glowing green.

"I haven't seen any information about you here."

"It's like... someone hid it away."

These words finally made Mu Xian look at Naxi Da.

But there was no sign of the Grass God in sight.

She had disappeared without anyone noticing, leaving only Mu Xian behind.

Pinkish-white leaves drifted down, landing on Mu Xian's shoulder before quickly dissipating.

Naxida's departure was somewhat sudden, but it didn't attract much attention from Mu Xian.

Mu Xian approached the World Tree step by step, reaching out to touch the trunk, which was many times larger than himself.

A series of white lights flashed before Mu Xian, and he saw many things within them.

The Demon God War, the founding of Mondstadt, the rebellion of the first Lionbrood Knight...

In the very end, Mu Xian saw a baby boy being carried out by a priest from the West Wind Order.

The baby boy's cries seemed to carry a fear of the world, and he was then held by the weak blonde woman lying on the bed.

The gentle comforting stopped the baby boy from crying, and the woman's face was full of doting love and joy.

Time seems to have left no trace on her face, yet it has robbed her of the expression she once had.

Mu Xian watched all of this indifferently and then spoke.

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