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At this moment, Sang Feiwan's eyes were filled with a hazy and unclear scene, like the chaos when the world was first created.

In addition to the chaos, there are countless bright stars surrounding the sky.

These "stars" are not real stars. Most of them are the afterimages of merit, and some are residual energy stars.

Even if it was just residual energy, it was very powerful. If he got a little closer, Sang Feiwan could feel his soul being shaken.

"With so much merit, why did it disappear? Why hasn't the Snow Mountain God appeared again in a thousand years?"

Sang Feiwan carefully avoided those dangerous "stars", turned around in a big circle, and finally found a dim "little star" in the corner.

She walked over, trying to touch the "star" that carried her memories.

But just as she was about to touch it, the "star" slipped through her fingers.

"You won't show it to me?"

Sang Feiwan smiled lightly and chanted a spell: "There are dreams in the world, which can carry everything. If you enter the dream, you can see the universe!"

As the last word fell, a golden light appeared on the fingertips, and instantly turned into a large golden net, trapping the "star" that was trying to escape.

"Don't reject it, it's just a dream. Relax, relax..."

Sang Feiwan's voice was bewitching, causing the memories that had been locked and full of vigilance to slowly relax.

Large chunks of memories slowly flowed out and fell onto her dreamweb, turning into dreams, which then slowly unfolded.

At this moment, what appeared in front of Sang Feiwan was a white snow field, which was particularly magnificent against the backdrop of the blue sky.

Sang Feiwan raised his foot and stepped into the white snowy world, and also stepped into the past dreams of the Snow Mountain God.

What you see before you is a pure white world, with snow-capped peaks stretching for thousands of miles, which is spectacular.

Is this...Shuern Snow Mountain?

The snow-capped mountains in front of her were roughly the same as the Shuern Snow Mountain in her impression, except that the Goddess Peak seemed a little different.

Looking further back, there was no Snow Mountain Hotel behind me, and no city walls or people could be seen in the distance.

So, this should be the Shuern Snow Mountain many years ago.

There are no humans gathering nearby, and the snow-capped mountains seem to be taller and younger than those in reality.

This should have happened more than a thousand years ago, perhaps even tens of millions of years ago, otherwise the mountain would not have changed so obviously.

There is no breath of gods on the snow-capped mountains, only a ball of spiritual energy condensed on the top of the highest peak.

Is that... the spiritual energy of the mountain?

Everything in the world has spiritual energy, especially in ancient times, when spiritual energy was abundant and anything could happen.

The formation of a mountain takes tens of millions of years.

At that time, humans had not yet been born.

The spiritual energy in the mountains is just a chaotic consciousness.

The sun rose and set countless times, and thousands or tens of thousands of years passed. Slowly, that consciousness became aware.

It can sense the blowing wind, the falling light, and the drifting snow, but everything is still blurry.

It is unaware of its own existence, floating aimlessly in the mountains, like a cloud, a beam of light, a snowflake...

Thousands and tens of thousands of years passed like this, and suddenly some small houses and small people appeared under the snow-capped mountains.

Those people gathered together in groups and lived by gathering and hunting.

Later, people gradually learned how to raise animals, and more and more people gathered at the foot of the mountain, gradually forming a tribe.

I don’t know when it started, but people began to kneel down before the snow-capped mountains to express their gratitude.

And that unconscious spirit gradually became stronger with people's day-to-day worship, but its consciousness was still a little chaotic.

One day, someone suddenly shouted in the direction of the snow-capped mountains: "God of the Snow Mountain!"

"Boom!" A loud thunder exploded the chaotic consciousness, and everything that was originally illusory suddenly became clear.

Thus was born a young god, with human form and facial features.

The sacred eyes slowly opened, and finally saw the whole world clearly.

Many years passed, and the tribe at the foot of the mountain developed into a kingdom without anyone knowing when.

That "country" was sometimes unified and sometimes divided, and gradually it evolved from a "country" into several small tribes.

Later, most of the tribes moved away, leaving only the En clan to continue to live and multiply here.

They are the most devout believers of the Snow Mountain God, worshiping and praying day and night.

The Snow Mountain God sensed their piety and would call upon his divine power to bestow blessings upon them, ensuring that the land would enjoy good weather and would not be disturbed by demons and monsters.

During this long period of time, the Snow Mountain God has been living on the top of the Goddess Peak.

At that time, He was free from all emotions, pure and peaceful.

Until one day, when the Snow Mountain God was sitting in meditation on the top of the mountain, he suddenly saw two tender green leaves emerging from the snow next to him.

This cold place should be barren. Even if a seed is accidentally carried here by a bird, it is difficult for it to bloom and bear fruit. Even if it sprouts green buds by chance, it will soon be frozen to death by the ice and snow.

The Snow Mountain God was no stranger to such scenes.

But on this day, he suddenly had the urge to preserve this fleeting touch of green.

He waved his broad sleeves lightly, and divine power fell around the little green bud.

Overnight, the small green bud, watered by divine power, flourished and soon grew into a snow lotus.

When the Snow Mountain God noticed it again, he saw the delicate yet tough little flower bud trembling and slightly opening in the cold wind on the solitary peak.

The flower was exceptionally beautiful, shaped like a lotus but not a lotus. The petals were layered and thin as cicada wings. The petals near the center were pure white like snow, while the petals outside were green like jade.

It blooms brilliantly in the snow that never melts all year round. From then on, there is a different kind of scenery on the vast snow-capped mountains.

The Snow Mountain God remains the same, not happy with anything, not sad with himself, and indifferent to the clouds rolling and the flowers blooming and falling.

Many years passed like this, and the snow lotus that was watered by the divine power, as expected, gained intelligence and slowly transformed into a flower demon.

The little flower demon transformed into a human form and followed the Snow Mountain God every day.

While He sat motionless, she sat too.

He strolled in the heavy snow, and she followed him skipping and hopping.

Finally one day, the selfless god was attracted to her and asked, "Little demon, why do you always follow me?"

The little flower demon blinked his clear eyes and replied, "You gave me life, so I will follow you."

The god shook his head gently: "It was your hard work and perseverance that broke through the ice and snow and gained a new life. I am just a coincidence."

The little flower demon said: "It is both a coincidence and destiny!"

The god did not speak again, floating in the void, quietly listening to the prayers of the people.

He heard many voices, some praying for wealth, some praying for peace, and some praying for children and good marriage.

There were so many and so mixed the sounds, like the wind blowing past your ears and then drifting away.

The little flower fairy also heard those prayers, and she couldn't help asking: "My Lord God, why do they have so many requests?"

"Because I can't do it myself and I want too much, I put my hope in God."

"Will you grant those mortals' wishes?"

“The sun can shine on the earth fairly, making seeds sprout and fruits ripen, but it cannot fill the gap in desire.”

The little flower demon shook his head in confusion: "My Lord God, why don't I understand?"

“Little flower demon, you don’t need to understand.” The god smiled and the snow-capped mountains no longer seemed cold.