Song Xin hurriedly followed her out of Xingshang Garden, and the sight in front of him made him startled. The original water world seems to have expanded outward by more than half, and the chaos surrounding the world seems to be retreating.
"Has it become more spacious here?"
Song Xin had been coming in at night these past few days and practicing until morning before going out, not paying attention to the changes in the world here.
"There's an extra piece there." Song Xin pointed to a small hill that she had never seen before.
"Yes, it should be that you have been eating grapes recently and practicing the sea of consciousness, which has also caused the water world here to increase."
"This vase is connected to my sea of consciousness. It's possible. I'll practice for a few more days and see if there are any changes." Song Xin practiced for a few more days and found that a small area had indeed been added.
"If I practice my consciousness sea very well in the future, this place will become a very vast world." Song Xin said to Xiaoyu, in this way, he can also know whether his consciousness has improved.
"I will plant spiritual fruits in all the new areas!" Xiaoyu said.
"I'll go search the mansion to see if there are any records about this treasure."
"I'll go too." Xiaoyu and Song Xin returned to the mansion and spent several hours searching carefully in the library. The hard work paid off and they finally found a piece of sheepskin in a book "Lingshan Chronicle" Paper records part of the secrets of the heaven and earth in this vase.
"Xiaoyu, let me tell you. It is said here that there were two masters here. The first master was a real person with powerful spiritual consciousness. The world could expand with the expansion of his consciousness sea. Later, the real person disappeared without a trace. The new owner is the owner of this building. After getting it, because his consciousness is weaker than that of the real person, the world has shrunk a lot. In other words, before I put this treasure into the sea of consciousness, the world here should be It’s much bigger than it is now. Because my sea of consciousness is weaker than this person’s.”
Xiaoyu said thoughtfully: "It's no wonder. When I was in the jade film, I saw that it was really big inside, but when I actually came in, I found that it was not as big as it looked. Xiaoyu thought that she had seen it wrong. .”
"You read that right, this world has indeed shrunk a lot. The place we are in is only the core part of this water world. Maybe in the future, when my sea of consciousness becomes stronger, this place can be restored to its original size.
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original appearance. You see, it is also said here that after the consciousness sea is enhanced, the landforms, mountains, rivers and vegetation here can be changed according to preferences. "
"Then Song Xin, you have something new to do. When we travel around the world and see the wonderful scenery, we will recreate it here. You once told me that there was an emperor who built the most beautiful garden in the world. How beautiful it would be if all the beautiful scenery were concentrated in your own garden. Unfortunately, the garden was burned down by a group of bandits later." Xiaoyu said, looking a little regretful.
This is the story Song Xin once told her about the Old Summer Palace in his time. In this era, I hope this tragedy will not happen again...
"Then can you change the landscape here now?" Xiaoyu asked.
"I'm afraid not. I'm afraid some special methods are needed to change this place. Let's take our time to find out here."
Song Xin no longer struggled with the changes in the world within the treasure, and returned to the practice of spiritual consciousness. At the same time, he was still planning a plan in his mind to destroy the Three Saints Sect's branch in Xudu.
At the same time, since the Three Saints obtained the technique, they have been "cultivating" diligently day and night. However, she can bear it, but the faces of his white-clothed congregants cannot bear it. All of them were tortured by her, and their faces were sallow and thin, and their eyes were dull. As soon as they heard the call of the Three Saints, they all looked ashen and told their companions about their funeral affairs as if they were saying goodbye.
Not long after, several congregants in white clothes finally got into trouble.
In the lair of the Three Saints Sect, several guys who were giggling and drooling were put in bamboo baskets. The Three Saints looked at them with disgust, blocking their nostrils with their fingers and looking disgusted. She pointed at a young man kneeling on the ground and asked sternly: "Tell me, what's the matter with those people? They can't stand up no matter what." Already? It’s like being stupid!?”
One of the Three Saints knelt on the ground. He naturally understood what was going on, but he did not dare to say it clearly. He was sweating profusely and said: "Three Saints, they are afraid of hurting their bodies, but they don't know... I don't know. Why are they so stupid that they can only giggle and salivate. Moreover...and their clothes and pants are covered with feces and urine...I have no choice but to temporarily put them into bamboo baskets to prevent them from staining the ground of the Holy Religion."
But he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "You still ask me, don't you know it yourself?"
The three saints curled their lips and said, "It's so disgusting, dirty and smelly. Go and kill them quickly."
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Get rid of it. "
"Yes, the Three Saints." The young sage's face turned pale, and he quickly waved to the people behind him, and they came up to lift the bamboo basket with wooden poles.
These people were transported by car to the back garden of the Buddhist temple, and the young man lightly knocked on a wall three times. A secret door opened in the wall.
Several people filed in, and the secret door was immediately closed. When the young man heard this voice, his scalp went numb instantly. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the heavy stone door, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. At this time, the candlelight in the passage suddenly lit up, illuminating a dark and deep staircase extending downward.
Everyone was very nervous, carrying a few fools in bamboo baskets into a three-foot-square stone hall. The decoration here is very particular, and the floors, walls and ceilings are all made of neatly cut stones.
In the middle of the hall, there is a bottomless hole with a diameter of about three feet, like a dry well. In the dim light of the hall, the mouth of the well looked like the mouth of a monster. The pit was pitch black, and I didn't know how deep it was, but there was a faint fishy wind, pushing the stench inside out from the hole.
The young man took one last look at the giggling men in the bamboo basket, and twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Send them in."
The believers carrying the basket were silent, walked to the side of the pit, put down the bamboo basket, and immediately lifted it. Several people slid into the hole like dumplings. After a while, a few dull landing sounds came back from the black hole, and the faint painful groans of those people could still be heard vaguely. Soon after, several more faint roars came out, and the few people who fell in were silent again.
The believer carrying the basket asked softly: "Sir, what is in this?"
The wise man glared at him and said in a lowered voice, "Don't ask. If you ask, let's go down together."
"The villain is talking too much!" The congregants quickly lowered their heads and shrank back.
It seemed that the sage didn't want to stay here for a minute longer, "Let's go. Anyone who dares to tell me what's going on here should go down and accompany them."
Several congregants couldn't help but glance at the pit, their faces turned pale, and they nodded timidly.
After the group exited, the candles in the hall were instantly extinguished, leaving only a few drifting smoke, as if no one had ever been there.
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