For some reason, when I was halfway through the climb, I became inexplicably uneasy.
I always feel that there are loopholes in the constraints I set, but for a while I can't suppress the alcoholic mood, causing a little confusion in my head. I can't figure out what's wrong
"Drinking is really a mistake, and fine wine is no exception."
I muttered secretly, I can only put aside the things I can't figure out, and think about it when I have time.
In this way, I climbed to the top and turned to the top of the bookshelf. Not far from me, there was a metal black book.
"You can touch it once. As long as the skin touches it, it can perceive your identity. It's very simple."
The ancient mirror was eagerly waiting below, impatiently.
"Don't worry, am I doing this?" In response, he turned to look at the metal black book.
Just between this eye, the phantom was staged.
Amidst the clouds and mist, the palace's Yuyu looms, stepping on the auspicious clouds in the west, hundreds of Buddhas come, the leader is the ****, and many bodhisattvas and arhats follow, and the momentum is huge.
At the same time, the purple clouds in the east gathered, and a group of immortals came on the beast. The leader was the ancestor of the Taoist Three Qing Dynasty.
The picture disappeared in a flash, and then, a sense of enlightenment appeared in my heart.
Although the black calligraphy tool is one of the markers of the ancient Zen Buddhism, it is actually a strange object that was born from the convergence of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism. Never inspired Taoist secret techniques.
My heart is horrified!
I just knew that this treasure was born by nature, not refined by the ancient Zen Buddhism, no wonder it is so magical.
Just after turning this thought, the tip of my index finger was already on the cover of the black book.
Making a deal with Gu Jing is no different from looking for skin with a tiger. If there is no other way, I would never make this choice, but if I have already chosen, there is no room for regret.
There was a soft sound of'Peng', like the sound of something cracking, and I heard the ancient mirror below laugh.
"The seal has begun to loosen, and sure enough, you are really the one who unblocked the seal, and I will never die!"
He shouted, emotional
fierce.
With a sound of'buzz', the black books on the top of the bookshelf moved all together, one by one flying towards me.
She evaded in horror, and saw the black books stacked on top of each other. After a while, the stacks were superimposed, and the black light spread out, covering me.
The cold and indistinguishable movement sounded in my ears.
"It is suspected that the six hundredth generation inheritor of the ancient Zen Buddhism has been detected, and meticulous testing will be initiated to determine the identity and grant the master degree."
With this sound, I felt that heavy black light was like a pair of big hands, which touched me from head to toe. It was not a simple external mogu. It even felt that the meridians, blood and muscle strength inside the body were tested. Fan, this is a detection method that does not keep any secrets.
After a crisp sound of'ding', the voices of men and women without emotion rang again.
"After the precise inspection is completed, I recognize that the main target is Jiang Du, a human race, and has a potential of 99.8. It is a constitution that is compatible with Taoist magic without the need to practice Dharma alone. Given that the target is in an unexplainable strange state, I temporarily recognize it as the main target. Set it to 10%. After Jiang Du returns to the original time and space, he will calculate the new master degree and melt."
The voice conveyed meaning that I didn't understand. As the last word melted, the pile of black books was compressed into a book in the black light, and then it melted so much that it was invisible.
But I could feel it shrunk into a transparent sphere, only the size of a ping-pong ball, and immediately felt a pain in the center of the eyebrows, and then a cold, and I knew that this thing had invaded the brain from the position of the center of the eyebrows.
"You won't be killed, will you?"
I was very worried about it, but after waiting for more than ten seconds, I didn't feel any discomfort before I realized, feeling, is this the way it lives on the owner? Invisible, but it does exist.
The sound of'Bang Bang Bang' was as dense as a jewel. Accompanied by the roar of the ancient mirror's surprise, the seal of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was gradually shattering, and it would completely collapse in a short time.
I was thinking about this, and a reminder sounded from the bottom of my heart.
"It has been restored to its original state. Please imagine the new image of this tool and give it a new name."
"Note, the inheritors of the 599th generation have a gloomy temperament. They imagine this law as a book, and call it a black book at will, which is very disrespectful.
As a result, the acknowledgment of prominence was secretly reduced by 3%, which indirectly led to his fate of being eventually expelled.
Six hundred is a whole number, so a reminder is given. I hope you can grasp this reminder and take this matter seriously. Remember, remember! You can start now. "
This is the hint of the black book.
I blinked in shock, and then I understood. If you think of the treasure as something it doesn't like, the consequences will be terrifying. Let's see what the ancient mirror will do!
Fortunately, six hundred is a whole number, there is a chance for hints, otherwise I might just think of a sword or something to fool through the level, the name is even more arbitrary, but if I do that, I will dig a hole for myself, which is very risky. so close.
Gu Jing must have never been reminded back then, well, he thought about the appearance of a black book at random, but he hurt himself too much.
The lesson from the past is there, how dare I not worry about it
Regardless of the unblocking noise coming from all around, I sat cross-legged on the bookshelf, closed my eyes, and pondered seriously, what kind of image should this treasure look like to make it happy
The most important point is that it does not like darkness. It is obvious from the prompt message that black is what it hates. Relatively speaking, pure and bright white may be what it likes, so regardless of the style How, first set a white tone.
Heavy books are not what it likes, which means that they don't like the simple and simple image, but like the dexterous and light posture. What is in line with this setting
I think deeply, and then think of something.
Bells!
That's right, the feeling of the bell is light.
"White Bell? Yes, that's it."
When I made up my mind, a picture suddenly unfolded before my eyes.
A mountain that looks like a bell, with protruding rocks, makes up the number 63.
There was a cemetery underneath the two cyclones of black and white around the mountain.
The picture flickered, and a beautiful white bell gleamed in front of my eyes, with dense runes on it, and the number 63....
The light flashed again, and the picture dissipated.
"White bell? Cemetery? That's the tomb bell, plus the number 63, if you have it, call it the tomb bell number 63."
I thought so.
(End of this chapter)