Before Liang De could learn to "speak", the old man in blue shirt yelling opposite him was shocked first.
"I hear it, I can hear it!"
The old man excitedly raised his cane and danced the stick flower above his head and in front of his body. He jumped up and down in the circular array covered with moss-colored mycelium, looking left and right, as energetic as an international movie star.
"Brother, stop, please stop first."
Liang De laboriously manipulated the source of the invisible noise and transmitted his consciousness fluctuations to the old man in blue shirt dancing in the magic circle next door.
"Brother, it's been a long time since you talked to anyone. Do you need to be so excited when you hear a noise?
Are those extraordinary fungi parasitic on the tomb-suppressing corpse beasts above the tomb chamber released by you, brother?
You told me earlier, I tried to communicate with those fungi right away, but you didn't reply until I took action. I was helpless.
Brother, we haven’t known each other since we didn’t fight, and we haven’t had any injuries. I won’t mention what happened before.
We are both fallen people from the end of the world. Let’s get to know each other, Liang De. "
"I'm Mei Juntong."
The old man in blue shirt, Mei Juntong, put down his cane that danced like a fan, slammed the head of the cane on the ground, and said in a deep voice:
"Have you tried the God of Souls?"
"I've tried it, but I can't go up, brother. How can a god enter the realm without full telepathy? If I could run, I would have run away. It's not easy to change into a physical body."
After Liang De finished speaking, he realized that the old man was lying. Although there were rumors that the Jie Yuan Walker would be attracted to each other, even if two Jie Yuan Walker were face to face, as long as one of them did not use the unique means of the Jie Yuan Walker, the other would also His essence cannot be discovered.
But this wave can be regarded as a one-for-one exchange. If he can use such clichés, this old man is probably also a world traveler.
"Is that really the case..."
Mei Juntong gestured with his crutches on the ground. He walked back and forth on the thick blanket made of mycelium, mumbling something. After a while, he suddenly stopped and stood still. He raised his crutches and pointed at Liang De and said:
"Boy, what else did you see before you saw me?"
What else did I see... Nothing? I had nothing but noise. How could I see...
Liang De immediately woke up, activated "Noise" and asked:
"Before I came, you could see but hear nothing?"
Liang De saw Mei Juntong nodded slowly in the magic circle next door.
At this time, Mr. Liang had lost his sense of time and space, and could not judge the speed. It was difficult to tell whether the opponent was "slow", but when he saw Mei Juntong's expression, he could classify it as "serious"...
It should be "slowly", no one would nod at the speed of light with a serious look on their face.
That's not the point.
It's so strange. I can see his appearance and every movement clearly, but I can't judge the relationship between time and space based on what I see... Moreover, I can only 'see' after 'hearing' him. What do you mean? , I am your ears and you are my eyes?
Not enough information, not enough information from me or from him.
Dongxuanzi is a fungus corpse beast discovered 586 years ago. This old man has been trapped in this real tomb for at least five or six hundred years. He only has vision, so he may not know as much as I do.
As the freest creature on both sides of Kaiyuan Kukai, no Kaiyuan Walker is willing to be trapped somewhere and cannot move. If you want to escape from here, you must master as much information as possible... There is a basis for cooperation between us.
"I can't see' until I 'hear' you. Lao Mei, when you were imprisoned, how many magic circles were there in this tomb?"
"Seven. There is a triangular array in the center of the tomb and a circular array at each of the six corners."
It's the same as what I saw...if he wasn't the mastermind behind it, he probably wasn't lying.
Liang De lowered his head and saw his lower body. Although he couldn't feel it, he could see it.
So he pretended to be silly and clapped his fingers and said:
"Six seats... you can see, I can hear, you are the eyes and I am the ears.
Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, Lao Mei, do these six circular formations represent the six roots and six dusts? "
Liang De is a serious martial arts bachelor specializing in the application and development of ancient Eastern boxing techniques. He is involved in all three religions and nine streams. If you are not educated, you may be able to box, but if you want to inherit and develop boxing, there is no future if you are not familiar with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
In Buddhism, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind are called six roots, and they are the six types of the most powerful of the twenty-two roots that are most closely related to sentient beings.
What the eyes see is form dust, what the ears hear is sound dust, what the nose smells is fragrance dust, what the tongue tastes is taste dust, what the body feels is touch dust, and what the mind discerns is Dharma dust.
The six dusts disturb the six roots, and many troubles arise from them.
Mei Juntong pondered for a moment while surrounded by mycelium, and said:
"It makes some sense. The owner of this tomb is a native of World No. 276. He was deeply influenced by the Pan-Eastern Kingdom civilization. It is indeed possible to lay out a formation based on the theory of six roots and six dusts."
"The owner of this tomb is a native of the world?!"
"Huh? Don't you know?"
"No, Lao Mei, 586 years ago, a tomb-robbing monk named Dong Xuanzi dug up a box of Dinghai exorcism incense here. Only in a world like Baichuan Haiji, which is neither here nor the other shore nor in the middle, can this kind of... …”
"That's my thing."
"ha?"
"After being trapped in the formation, our souls, bodies, and everything we carry have not disappeared, but we are unable to sense the movement.
The Five Army Centipede bag I use for storage needs to contain a large amount of living things, so it must be soaked and refined with Kirin's mad blood every seventy-two years, otherwise it will be destroyed and the contents will be spit out one after another.
When I explored this tomb, I didn't find anything outside the boundary. The box of Dinghai exorcism incense was bought at Baichuan Haiji before I crossed the boundary.
Hahahahahahaha, five hundred and eighty-six years, it turns out that five hundred and eighty-six years have passed since that little boy came here! "
Mei Juntong suddenly laughed, the green beard on his chin exploded, and his eyes were full of joy.
"Brother Mei, there's no need to be so happy, right? You have an ex-girlfriend who only has five or six hundred years left to live?"
"Boy, after being trapped in the formation, you also saw that your body was stolen!"
"Well, that's right."
“Fake, it’s fake!
My true body is still in this tomb. If my true body was not still in this tomb, how could those children who occupied the bodies of the tomb beasts have lived for 586 years!
The bee bag of the Five Army Centipede spits out nothing more than worthless debris, I can start over again! "
"Lao Mei..." Liang De hesitated.
"Um?"
"Dong Xuanzi dug up a whole bundle of kohlrabi, a specialty of Baichuan Haiji, in the tomb, 1,500 of them, and they were all eaten by him and his spiritual beasts."
"So what, it's just a bundle of crystal clusters."
"You don't know yet, but Baichuan Haiji's kohlrabi has been fried to 310 crystal clusters per head."
Mei Juntong: "!!!"
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In this world of No. 415, Li Zhixian heard a strange voice coming from the live broadcast. 166 reading network
