If you want to make Shen Qi learn to be obedient, it will definitely not work once. After all, he is also someone who has experienced ten days and ten nights.
However, in the open-air pavilion on all sides, the sky is full of snow and snow, but it is not interesting, especially Shen Qi has to play chess seriously, cough, in short, it is a good experience.
Shen Qi secretly added another stroke to Longyang Daquan.
Accompanied by the ups and downs of the two bodies, one piece after another fell, and the last release, Shen Qi's body trembled with excitement, he couldn't help but turn his head and almost bumped into it, kissing Ru Deng's lips.
Confused, no regrets.
Sunspot wins.
The light flashed on the chessboard, and it went straight to the eyebrows of Rudeng. Rudeng closed his eyes and accepted the inheritance of magical powers. Countless characters flashed in his mind. Eyes, the chessboard in front of me began to slowly disappear, including the entire pavilion, little by little in the wind and snow.
The clothes on his body have been sorted out, Shen Qi is not in his arms, but leans lazily by the pavilion pillar, staring at the wind and snow outside.
As the pavilion disappeared, the wind and snow came in, blowing the boy's loose clothes, and the long hair tied behind his head was fluttering, even with a fiery red hairband. In a snow-white world, the boy with red clothes and black hair was very eye-catching. , like an elves condensed in this snow-white world.
The young man's eyes were stunned, and his face was a look of disappointment he had never seen before, as if he was missing someone or something.
Rudeng's eyes flashed a dim light, stepped forward, and followed the boy's eyes: "What are you looking at?"
Shen Qi came back to his senses, only to realize that the pavilion was disappearing, looked at it like a lamp, and smiled: "Congratulations to the master for obtaining the first magical power."
Ru Deng stared into his eyes: "What were you thinking about?" He stretched out his hand to stroke Shen Qi's cheek, his movements were very light, and his tone was very gentle, "Huh?"
"I'm thinking..." Shen Qi said in a long voice, with an expression that didn't know whether to say it or not, when she saw Ru Deng's eyes darken, she suddenly laughed, "Of course I'm thinking of my master!"
He stretched out his arms to signal for hugs, and joked with his eyes: "Who do you think I am thinking of? Is the master jealous?"
"Don't worry." His eyes became gentle, but with unquestionable firmness, his expression was serious and persistent, "You are my first master, and will be my last master, only you, no one else, You will always be alone."
Such as Deng's pupils shrank suddenly, the usual gentleness on his face dissipated like a tide, he stared at Shen Qi for a while with no expression on his face, and finally his brows stretched, revealing a very faint smile: "Remember your words."
Then he took two steps forward and hugged Shen Qi into his arms, and continued to drive forward against the wind and snow, but the posture of holding him no longer used him as a cover, but tried his best to wrap him in his arms, covering him with his wide sleeves. With bare feet, even Shen Qi couldn't feel the cold at all.
The magical power is not limited to one, although it is not the more the better, but there is always one more means, and one more life.
After obtaining the magical power in the chessboard, Ru Deng and Shen Qi continued to move towards the depths of the secret realm, and they encountered three small ruins along the way, all of which were in their pockets.
There is no day or night in the secret realm, and they stop and go. After about three days, they finally encountered a big ruin.
It is an island-like floating land, split with the land under their feet, forming a small floating island, not large in size, at most 200 square meters, with a temple standing on it, carved beams and painted buildings, extremely luxurious, similar to what we have seen before. The styles of several relics are completely different. If it is not for the Buddhist scriptures carved on the red pillars, it is not obvious that this is a building related to Buddhism.
There is a white jade bridge between the land and the floating island, but the bridge is cut off from the middle, revealing a huge gap. If mortals come, they must be helpless, but if the lamp is a cultivator, it is easy to cross the gap and set foot on the floating island. island.
The gate of the hall is open, and there is no cover, not even the formation, and the situation inside is clearly seen. It is a large hall. The hall is furnished like a royal court. There is a throne in the center. The arch bridge, there is still running water under the bridge, and the running water circles the entire hall along the ditches on both sides. There are nine long columns erected in the hall, each of which is engraved with dense scriptures.
There is no plaque in the temple, maybe there is, but it is destroyed.
If a lamp steps into the hall, as soon as you enter, you realize that there is a universe inside. The scenery you see outside is doubled instantly after entering. The throne is far away from the high hanging. , the above scriptures are enlarged, the original one-meter-wide ditch has become two meters, and the entire interior space is naturally enlarged. Looking left and right, there are separate rooms on both sides of the hall, and the door is closed at this moment.
This is not a relic in the records, such as the lamp while observing and secretly being careful, he put down Shen Qi: "Be careful."
Shen Qi can't leave him too far at the moment, but it's okay to walk around the hall. There is nothing special in the hall, and the room on the right is normal. When it was the room on the left, he stopped and floated back. : "Someone."
Rudeng's footsteps paused, but before he had time to react, the door on the left suddenly opened, revealing what was inside. In front of him was a tall Buddha statue, and in front of the Buddha statue sat a middle-aged monk in a brown robe, turning his head. Glancing at Ru Deng, he was not surprised that someone came, but was slightly interested: "In the spiritual period, so you are a disciple of Ru Zi's generation?"
"Ru Deng has seen senior." Ru Deng stepped forward and saluted.
The middle-aged monk looked at his eyes like a lamp, tsk tsk twice, and said: "No need to be too polite, why do monks need to be so particular, you little monks, you just love rituals too much, I am a Ming character, Mingwu, what do you call me? My uncle is fine, how many disciples of Ru Zi's generation have come in this time?"
Ru Deng said: "I was the only one when I came in."
"Oh yo." Ming Wu raised his eyebrows, his face was full of expressions, not at all like a prudent monk, nor did he have the demeanor of a master, "Who is your master?"
"The teacher's name is Puzhi."
Ming Wu coughed instantly, his face turned white and then blue, and he pouted: "It turns out to be Master Puzhi's disciple, come on, you can watch it here as you like, since you are Master Puzhi's disciple, call me Master Puzhi again. , I will tell you the key to the inheritance of this hall. Do you see the rooms on both sides? There is a Buddha statue on each side. The key lies in these two Buddha statues. I have studied the past, but I can't find a way to solve it."
He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I should have left this secret realm long ago, but I swore at that time that I would break the mystery of this great hall. It is rare for someone to find this place like me. I don't care about inheritance, just walk in this hall with you. Observation, if you can solve this mystery, you must tell me the whole story afterwards, and I can exchange it with you with a pill, talisman, etc., how about it?"
Afraid that Rudeng would not believe it, he simply walked out of the door and sat down at random in the hall: "I will give you the Buddha statue, you can study it, and I swear with the Buddha's heart that I will never harm you."
Ru Deng smiled and said, "Uncle Master doesn't have to be like this, I believe it." Seeing Mingwu's surprise, he said euphemistically, "Uncle Master's name, I have heard it mentioned by my peers."
This eclectic, every thing he does must have a beginning and an end, otherwise he will not be able to eat, eat, sleep, and sleep, and the uncle who seems to have gone into flames. , I didn't expect it to be in a secret realm.
Ming Wu obviously also knew his external image, hehe laughed twice, and didn't say any more.
Ru Deng took Shen Qi into the room to find a breakthrough.
The Buddha statues on the left and right are exactly the same. Shen Qi doesn’t know anything about Buddhism or what kind of Buddha it is. Moreover, each world is different. Even if the appearance is the same, the name may not be the same.
According to Rudeng, this Buddha statue is the statue of Guanwen Buddha, the founder of Buddhism in this world, and his Buddha statue is enshrined in the hall of Wanfozong.
There was nothing in the room except the Buddha statue, which was just a futon.
Shen Qi circled around the two Buddha statues a few times, but he couldn't see anything wrong, and he couldn't feel anything different, so he threw his hand to Rudeng, and if it was related to the Buddha, he was good at it, and turned around to observe the main hall. I am very curious about the appearance of the palace-like furnishings in the hall. Is there still a monk who wants to be an emperor in this world
Relying on Mingwu's inability to see him, he floated to the throne and sat on it to feel it. Except for his wide vision, he didn't feel any difference.
Ming Wu spent eight years and couldn't crack it. Ru Deng didn't have the aura of the protagonist. Naturally, he couldn't solve it in a short time. Just like Ming Wu, he stayed in this hall.
For five consecutive days, Ru Deng carefully studied the scriptures on the nine pillars. Although he did not find a way to solve it, he benefited a lot. On the fifth day, he realized something and woke up after three days of retreat.
Shen Qi was really boring, and couldn't leave the hall, so he could only devote himself to the picture, changing what he wanted to pass the time.
After more than half a month, there is still no progress.
On this day, Rudeng moved from the room on the left to the right, and closed the door to study the Buddha statue on the right. Mingwu sat cross-legged in the hall, the old god was there, and he seemed to have realized that he was entering meditation. He has not spoken for five consecutive days.
For example, if the lamp took out the wooden fish from the storage button to meditate, there was no progress for many days, so his temperament was also a little impetuous, but the more he couldn't easily decipher it, the more it showed that this supernatural power was extraordinary, and he was bound to get it.
While knocking on the wooden fish and twisting the beads, it was the string that Shen Qi transformed into.
Shen Qi was soaking in the hot spring in the picture like this, and felt touched, so he put on his shirt and showed his figure.
This is the first time he has seen Ru Deng chanting the scriptures in such a serious manner. The snow-white monk's clothes and the appearance of the dust have a kind of indescribable holiness. .
Shen Qi squinted, suddenly leaned down, hugged Ru Deng's shoulder, and quickly took a bite on his lips: "Master's appearance is really itchy."
Ru Deng opened his eyes, glanced outside the door, signaled that someone was there, held down his messy hand, shook his head, and said silently, "Don't make a fool of yourself."
Shen Qi broke free from his restraints, sat on top of him, and said with a smile: "No problem, Master only concentrates on reading your scriptures, this time I will serve Master, if Master is worried about being discovered, just recite the scriptures with your heart, don't send them out. Other voices are fine." He bit his Adam's apple like a lamp, instantly felt the muscles under his hands tense, and raised his lips, "This little thing shouldn't be hard on the master, right?"
Ru Deng's eyes were dark, but the hand that tapped on the wooden fish didn't stop. To stop, at least he had to finish reading this scripture.
Shen Qi avoided his lips and kissed other places: "I am a true spirit. As long as I don't want to, no one can see me or hear my voice except the master. The master can rest assured and enjoy it." He Reaching out into the snow-white monk's robe, he smiled, "But master, you must hold back. Before the end of the scripture, you must not lose your breath."
Ru Deng's body was tense, and the strength of the hand on Shen Qi's shoulder became more and more loose, and finally gave up resistance, moved to the top of his hair, inserted his five fingers, felt the silky hair in his hand, and pressed it down.