Hearing Qin Ze's question, the Grand Elder smiled and said, " The Sand God doesn't like to be worshipped on a high platform, so naturally there is no statue of him."
This was the first time Qin Ze had ever heard of a deity who disliked being worshipped.
Qin Ze asked, " He Fang that Sand God now?"
The Grand Elder still wore that smiling expression, " The Sand God is omnipresent."
Upon hearing this answer, the clones on the Local Area Network spoke one after another.
"Why is he always grinning like that? He's not serious at all."
"A smiling tiger, it's obviously no good mouse."
"I guess she had semi-permanent makeup done."
" The Sand God is truly audacious; he didn't even personally greet the Pretty God when she arrived."
"Utter disrespect!"
"..."
The elder was like an old man at the village entrance, always answering Qin Ze's questions in a casual, conversational tone.
Qin Ze said, "Regarding the Chaos Beast, I hope the Grand Elder can enlighten me."
The Grand Elder said calmly, "What aspect would you like to know?"
Qin Ze: "All of them."
The Grand Elder remained calm. "I also learned some information about the Chaos Beast from the gods."
"The deity means that the Chaos Beast can help you escape the Five Elements and Two Realms."
"But these are only partial views, and I'm not entirely clear on the specifics. The Sand Race has simply been acting in accordance with the will of the gods."
Qin Ze raised an eyebrow. Escape the Five Elements and Two Realms?
His Dharma King: "Deduct 1 and send hellfire."
The Magician asked, "Can you bring Prisoner back to life?"
Qin Ze told the Heavenly King not to interrupt, and then asked, "What are the Five Elements and Two Realms?"
The Five Elements made Qin Ze think of Miss Sword Case.
As for why it was two realms, Qin Ze didn't immediately understand.
There are so many worlds in the Abyss.
Just like cells in the human body, countless cells are metabolized and countless new cells are generated every day.
The Grand Elder asked Qin Ze a question, "Do you believe in fate?"
Qin Ze thought of the Fate Oracle, and his fateful encounter with Miss Sword Case.
He nodded, then shook his head.
"There is no such thing as destiny; it's just that things are arranged in advance by others."
The old man smiled slightly, "Isn't this also a kind of fate?"
"A grain of sand, a drop of water, have a source and a destination; this is their destiny."
"The same is true for people; from birth to death, their experiences are all planned in advance by fate."
Qin Ze frowned. "Are you discussing philosophy with me?"
The elder shook his head. "I was answering your question earlier."
What are the Five Elements and Two Realms?
"In my opinion, escaping the Five Elements and Two Realms is escaping one's own destiny."
Qin Ze understood what the Grand Elder meant. "You mean, the trajectory of everything in the world has already been planned in advance?"
The Grand Elder nodded slightly.
Qin Ze murmured, "But who would have such power to plan all this?"
I've heard that even the God of Fate cannot Dominator one's own fate.
The Grand Elder smiled and said, "Because the God of Fate also exists within the Five Elements and Two Realms."
Qin Ze fell into a long silence.
After a long while, Qin Ze raised his head and said, "I've learned a lot."
The French Open dismissed this with disdain. "Playing tricks."
"According to this old man, the world is a giant program, and everyone lives within this pre-set program. How could there possibly be such a large server?"
The Magician nodded. "Exactly, I think the world is one big basketball."
A Bing: "Not jade feet?"
Rumble--
Suddenly, the ground in Underground City No. 1 shook violently, as if an earth dragon were turning over.
The elder said, "Don't panic, it's just a normal earthquake."
"The underground city has a very high earthquake resistance level, so it's not a problem. We experience earthquakes like this several times a month."
The Grand Elder remained as steady as a mountain, seemingly accustomed to this situation.
Qin Ze could clearly sense a powerful energy brewing deep within the underground city.
It is this fluctuation of energy that causes the instability of the dungeon.
This energy was extremely violent, as if it were roaring and trying to overturn the entire underground city.
After a few breaths, the turmoil subsided.
The elder said, "Sir, you must be tired from your journey. Please go and rest."
"Guests are always welcome. You can fully experience the customs and traditions of our Sand Race and stay as long as you like."
The Grand Elder escorted Qin Ze to the temple gate, where Qin Ze discovered that Sha Zhenzhu was already waiting outside.
"Senior, your accommodations have been arranged. Please follow me."
Thank you for your help.
Qin Ze followed Sha Zhenzhu down the rugged mountain path.
The Grand Elder watched the two depart from the temple gates until their figures completely disappeared.
At this moment, the smile on the elder's lips vanished, and he murmured to himself, "Lord Sand God, is our fate truly predetermined?"
After a moment of silence, the Grand Elder nodded. "Yes, I understand."
"The conditions in the dungeon are rudimentary; we'll have to make do with it for now, senior."
"If you have any questions, just tell the people below you, and they will contact me immediately."
After leading Qin Ze to the room, Zhenzhu respectfully withdrew.
Qin Ze walked to the window, looked down at most of the underground city, crossed his arms, and said, "The view is pretty good."
Brother Devour said in a deep voice, "This place is strange. The Sand Race, and their god, are inexplicably eerie and strange."
"And those words just now, could they have come from an old man who hasn't really left this world?"
Qin Ze's lips curled up. "The rats may not understand these things, but their gods do."
" Sha Zhenzhu dared to bring a powerful alien to their core dungeon without receiving any instructions from higher-ups."
"No one tipped them off along the way, yet the Grand Elder was already waiting at the door."
"The same thing happened when we left; Sha Zhenzhu seemed to have received prior orders and was waiting outside."
Brother Devour pondered for a moment, "They have their own unique way of communicating."
Qin Ze nodded. "What came to mind? Is it similar to Intelligent Brain?"
Intelligent Brain, gears, Divine Markings...
The Sand God behind the Sand Race is most likely related to the God of Machinery.
However, what puzzled Qin Ze was that the Intellect Clan and the Sand Race did not get along, even though they worshipped similar gods.
The Magician said seriously, "That's right, that's what I think too. There must be something fishy going on."
The Dharma King said disdainfully, "Now you're showing off? Tell me what's going on."
Magician: "Figure it out yourself."
Outside the window, rats were scurrying about on the street, creating a lively and peaceful scene; the earthquake had not caused any damage.
Brother Devour asked, "What do we do next?"
"Wait." Qin Ze looked at the bustling street. " The Sand Race took the initiative to invite us; they must have something in mind. We'll find out tonight."