A drop of blood fell on the ground and quickly disappeared without a trace. Li Muye slowly withdrew his hand, it seemed that it was not what he thought. Maybe these graphics really can only be interpreted slowly by feeling. He calmed down his energy and blood, calmed down his impetuous mind, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, followed the edges of the pattern with his hands and began to experience it carefully, trying his best to draw the appearance of each figure in his mind. It is to pay close attention to the subtleties and remain calm. A calm, non-angry Vajra.
This pattern is similar to Braille. Sometimes it is more raised and easier to distinguish, and sometimes it is almost flat, so it is difficult to distinguish the specific appearance of the pattern. Li Muye sat on the ground with great patience and slowly rubbed and judged. The triple cooperation of hands, heart, and mind left no room for error. It took a lot of endurance, mental energy and mental power, and it took me an unknown amount of time to figure out the pattern drawn on the first brick.
Deep in a lofty mountain, a couple gave birth to a baby boy and worshiped him on the altar. Someone in the sky dropped some kind of rat in the baby boy's swaddling clothes. The mouse gnawed at the baby boy, but was eaten by the baby instead.
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When he opened his eyes again, the moonlight came in from the window. After careful counting, there were as many as sixteen patterned bricks. If this progress was followed, there would be no chance of deciphering the secrets and entering the second floor within seven days. Moreover, this interpretation process is not easy. It requires a lot of mental and mental energy, and there is no room for errors. An incorrect breathing rhythm may lead to a certain error and waste all the efforts.
Rao Xiaoye's spiritual cultivation has reached the state of Taiding Dacheng. His spirit is like Mount Tai, which stabilizes the world, and his heart is like the sea of suffering and peace of mind. Even with all my efforts, I could only decipher this brick in one breath, which was not only very time-consuming, but also extremely draining of my mind and energy.
When Second Sister Chen discovered this figure here, she was definitely not as good as herself in terms of personal accomplishment, but she should have been more relaxed in the world. According to what Gude Tenzin said before, there are records in the temple, excluding the founders who built the pagoda. Among the people who have come here in the past generations, she is the only one who has reached the seventh floor of the pagoda. It is conceivable that this process must be very difficult. My biological mother is extremely smart, with a strong will and personality, but she is not a spiritual genius like Bai Wuxia, who is so beautiful and graceful. But I don’t know how long it took her to reach the top.
Li Muye meditated and took a short rest. He couldn't think of any other way, so he had to continue his stupid water grinding work. In the second image, a baby boy who ate a mouse went into sleep, but his biological parents lit a bonfire under him. People cheered and danced and dispersed. The baby boy woke up from the burning. He struggled to climb out of the sea of fire but fell into a mountain stream. He rushed down the mountain with the river and came to a flat land, where he was finally rescued by a girl.
At this time, Li Muye's spirit was extremely tired, and his mental fatigue meant that he was weak. His heart was languid, his body could no longer maintain strength, and the feeling in his palms had become dull. My eyelids felt heavy, so I braced myself and looked up at the window. The moon had set and the sky was white. This second picture actually took longer than the first one. How long will it take to decipher all the patterns on these sixteen bricks
Time waits for no one. There is a basis for setting this seven-day time yourself. The date agreed with Long Gongming to explore the crypts of the Divine Palace has been set, and the news has spread throughout the Chinese world through the Yin and Yang Gate. If he, the official convener, cannot appear in time, the drama will still go on.
In this high-mountain area where the emperor is far away, it would probably not be a big problem to bombard the pagoda. At most, he would pay a large sum of money to silence the lamas in the temple. That Gude Tenzin was not a virtuous gentleman. Most of the lamas who followed him in practice in this temple were slaves and slaves. They had sticks in one hand and candies in the other. They were kind and powerful. It shouldn't be difficult to shut them up. Even shooting the Living Buddha Xinyin to death wouldn't be a big problem. Just label him as a cult leader with connections to foreign countries.
The real problem lies in Brother Xiaoye's heart. He is here to find his mother's past footprints. Lama Xin Yin is undoubtedly a key figure, so he does not want to solve Xin Yin so simply and crudely. There is still time, and we cannot think about the bloodbath of Baopu Temple until the last minute.
Li Muye forced himself to concentrate and continued to rub the pattern on the ground. After a while, he felt a wave of irritability in his heart, and an unknown fire arose spontaneously. He suddenly had the urge to practice boxing to vent his anger, and his spirit suddenly became excited. In this room Here, Huhu started punching. In his mind, he unconsciously imagined the statue as his opponent. Facing the angry eyes everywhere, Li Muye's punches became more and more wild, and the anger in his heart surged. It seemed that he was fighting a vajra warrior with unparalleled martial arts skills.
Every move the opponent makes casually contains tremendous power, and Brother Ono is forced to go all out with every move. Angry with each other, Li Muye exerted strength several times better than usual under tremendous pressure. All the cunning and cruel methods in the past were left behind, and he used the purest strength to compete with the opponent in his imagination. In the end, Vajra Warrior hit the head with a punch, and Li Muye raised his arms to parry, but he felt that his whole body was exhausted and he collapsed. He fell to the ground, Vajra Warrior's fist pressed on his head. In an instant, he felt despair. He thought that under the majestic pressure, he would be shattered to pieces. At this moment, the anger in his heart dissipated. In despair, he thought of the last days with his mother. After having a pair of children, I thought of Bai Wuxia, Diana, An Yiru, Zhang Na, Xiaofen and other daughters...
Life is both real and illusory, and past events are still vivid in our minds. I have betrayed my sincerity, but I have not betrayed my youth. I missed the brotherhood and the flesh-and-blood love of being a father. A paranoid thought will turn you into a devil every step of the way. A sincere thought will never be forgotten. I suddenly realized that there are so many things I want to do but haven’t done in this life. There are still so many people and things that need to be protected but cannot be protected.
No matter if you are a Vajra warrior or a seven-emotional demon, I just want to live!
Leisurely, my heart jolted, and I suddenly came to my senses from the vision of severe pain. I found myself lying on the ground, the sky was already bright, and the midday sun shone in from the window, and my body was warm. Sweat soaked all over his body, his limbs were extremely sore, and he couldn't lift any strength. At this moment, no matter how unwilling I am, I can only lie here quietly to recuperate my strength. My heart felt clear and clear, and I seemed lighter and clearer than ever before.
Feeling bored, Li Muye closed his eyes and tried to sense his surroundings with his thoughts. The situation in the first-level space suddenly became very clear in my mind, and my own decadence and powerlessness seemed to make my mental power become more condensed and real. In the past, the power of telepathy was more of an elusive feeling, but at this moment, it became as real as the breeze and flowing water. Just like your own arm, whatever you think about is within the reach of your mind, and everything you perceive is reflected in every detail.
In the world experienced by thoughts, thoughts, and feelings, the air is no longer invisible, but appears with fantastic colors. The dust floating in the air seemed to be alive. Li Muye tried to catch them with telekinesis, and found that they would jump and avoid as they approached with telekinesis. At this time, the power of thought has become a concrete power, and can even be used to push the weak airflow coming in from the window.
Li Muye suddenly thought about whether he could use his telekinesis to feel the pictures on the ground. The moment this idea came into my mind, all my mental power immediately started searching and copying the images on the ground.
Looking at them one by one, a picture scroll that completely recorded an epic legend appeared in my heart. It's like a clearly painted picture unfolding before your eyes, and every character becomes lifelike in an instant.
The girl brought the baby boy back to the tribe, but she gained a reputation for being unfaithful and was shunned by the entire tribe. The girl took the baby boy into the forest and raised the baby boy into a heroic sixteen-year-old boy. The scroll depicts the process of a baby boy growing up. When he was one year old, he lifted a stone and killed a poisonous snake. When he was five years old, he killed a giant bear with spikes. When he was ten years old, he used a homemade bow and arrow on a thunderstorm day. After shooting a giant dragon, he naturally became the girl's husband at the age of fifteen. At the age of sixteen, he returned to the tribe with his wife and son and saved everyone from the hostile tribe.
From then on, the legend of the hero began. The young man began his journey against heaven. He conquered and unified all the tribes on the plains, allowing people from different tribes to hunt and herd together, marry each other, and form a powerful demon kingdom. Finally, he decided to march towards the country of his birth.
According to the legends of the tribal people, it is the land of gods that cannot be reached by ordinary people. When he was determined to conquer the Kingdom of Heaven, the boy had grown up to be a great king. He personally led his army to the foot of the mountain, and watched the brave and loyal soldiers climb the cliff regardless of the danger, but fell down one by one. In a state of rage, the king used his divine power to summon a ladder to heaven and led his soldiers up the mountain along the ladder.
The image came to an abrupt end. Li Muye was immersed in the world of telekinesis, unable to extricate himself for the time being. He did not suddenly come back to his senses until he heard the daily meal bell ringing outside the tower door. At this time, the fatigue on the body has almost completely recovered. Food was brought in through the window using a trolley, and Li Muye only ate a few pieces of cheese.
Recalling the entire story, I suddenly felt something in my heart, and released all my mind power at the top of the space. Just above the head of the statue, which was the only place where the statue's angry glare could not be seen, there was a sudden click from that part, and then the stone slab turned over, and a rope ladder hung down from the exit.
Li Muye climbed up the rope ladder without hesitation and climbed to the second floor in one breath. Keep your feet on the ground, retract the rope ladder and noose behind you, and the stone slab will automatically turn back to seal the entrance.
Calm down your mind first, and then observe the situation in this second dimension. The space on the second floor was also very empty. There was only a table in the middle. There were two statues of a man and a woman sitting opposite each other, with expressions of contemplation on their faces, staring at the chess pieces on the table, obviously in the middle of a game of chess.
Li Muye walked over and took a look, and his attention was immediately attracted by the content on the chessboard.
It was a chess game, and every chess piece was carved from crystal white and moist suet-fat jade. It made people fall in love with it at first sight. The chess game is in a tense state. The red and black pieces are of equal strength. They are both attacking and defending. Although they have the momentum of a thousand horses and an army that will never come back, they are also experienced in both offense and defense. Both sides had their own concerns and were anxious for a while.
There are two statues of chess players. The woman's hands are on her knees and she is looking at the man intently. The man, on the other hand, was fully focused on the chess game, holding the chess pieces as if he was uncertain. He frowned, thinking a lot. As for the female statue, her eyes are full of emotion and thoughtfulness, as if her mind is not on the chessboard.
There are two lines of Chinese characters written under the chessboard. The game is a lovesickness game. I miss my home, my country, and my beloved. The secret inside and outside the game.
Similarly, there is no obvious way to ascend to the third floor on this floor... (End of chapter)