The sandalwood in the Golden Qi Beast Burner burned to the end and turned into ashes silently, leaving a wisp of blue smoke floating in the air and dissipating in the Tingzhu Pavilion.
Zhikarizhen was lying on the desk, his eyelids trembled a few times, and then he slowly opened his eyes. The white jade dice on the desk came into view, becoming clear from blur.
Scenes from the Tianhe Realm flashed through my mind one after another, like a bizarre dream. Zhikuri raised his head, caught a glimpse of the incense ashes in the beast stove, and was stunned for a while. The more than ten years of the Earth Dream Road are just a short one here.
The fragrant time is like taking a nap.
Zhikarizhen stood up and walked to the bronze mirror and touched his face. The original human appearance in the mirror was still there. He raised his elbow and glanced at the indentations on his sleeves. He seemed to have really fallen asleep on the table just now.
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Just a dream? But he clearly remembers the scene when he turned into a dream moth and flew into the gap in the void, and he also clearly remembers the complete inheritance of swordsmanship such as Jianwan Feitianryu and Shadow Swordsmanship.
In the sea of consciousness, the starry sky chessboard is slowly rotating, the eight-winged golden cicada is still devouring the black mist, and the sword energy is as weak as a gossamer. Mengmeng lies on her back on the undulating waves of the spiritual sea, staring in a daze with her big eyes.
All this is obviously not a dream.
Zhikarizhen turned around and picked up the white jade dice. The emerald green dice point became extremely dim, and on the dice surface at the "1" point, there was a pattern of a silver-bearded carp man.
That was how he looked in the Tianhe Realm. It was as if the carp body was sleeping quietly deep in the dice, waiting for the next time he wakes up.
Zhi Kaizhen turned the white jade dice thoughtfully. If "one" represents the Tianhe realm, then do the other seven sides of the dice also represent the other seven worlds of the Dimengdao, opposite to the Eight Wastelands? p>
This white jade dice can take him through two realms and be reincarnated. It is obviously a miraculous and peerless treasure. Its value is beyond imagination. The only shortcoming should be that it cannot take the physical object out of the Earth Dream Path and leave the Tianhe Realm.
He clearly held an iron sword in his hand.
Zhikarizhen pondered for a while, bit his finger, condensed a drop of blood, and dropped it on the white jade dice. The most urgent task is to make this treasure recognize its owner, take it back for his own use, and then slowly and carefully study its secrets.
Blood dripped on the surface of the dice and slowly slid down, but the white jade dice showed no reaction. Zhikari Zhen penetrated it with his mental power and tried repeatedly, but still found nothing.
Is this treasure unable to recognize its owner, or is it because he has never found the key? Zhikarizhen rubbed the white jade dice again and again, and after a long time, he noticed something strange.
On the dice surface of the octahedron, the inlaid dice points are not all arranged in a straight line: they may form a curved arc, such as "three points", which looks like a hook. Or they may be arranged left and right, shaped like double hooks. Others are as follows:
"Four points" occupy the four corners of the dice and are shaped like a "mouth".
The many dice points seemed to be randomly distributed, but looking at the connected trends, they looked a bit like strokes. Zhikari was moved, took out the pen and ink, spread out the rice paper, wrote the dice points on each side on the paper, and tried to connect them into strokes.
Then put these strokes together into words.
This method seems simple, but in fact it is extremely complicated. Some dice points can be connected into a stroke or a hook. Various strokes can be arranged and combined, moved, deleted, assembled, and reorganized, and can be assembled back and forth.
into dozens of words.
Zhi Kaizhen stared at the messy and unintelligible words on the rice paper, chanted it repeatedly, and was suddenly shocked. He picked up the pen and wrote on the words "Shi", "二", "人", "西" and "口"
Draw a circle.
The five characters were put together again, and the stroke of the character "人" was replaced by a vertical hook, and it became three characters again.
"Anonymous?" Zhi Kaizhen said slowly, the mysteriously missing "Heaven and Earth Hunting" flashed in his mind.
The emerald green light flashed suddenly, and the blood essence remaining on the white jade dice was sucked in instantly and disappeared. In a trance, Zikari heard the sound of a dice rolling. With a thought in his mind, the white jade dice turned into a stream of light and fell into his consciousness.
The sea, suspended in the core of the soul, has successfully recognized its master.
Zhi Shou was really stunned for a long time. Is the original owner of the white jade dice the nameless person? Is this nameless person the same person as the nameless person who wrote "The Hunting for Wonders of Heaven and Earth"? If so, this matter is a bit strange. He first got the white jade dice from the nameless person, and then read
I read the book he wrote. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Zhikari really had a suspicion, but he couldn't figure it out. He paced back and forth in the room and thought.
"Hey! Little handsome boy, are you there? Can I come out?" Mengmengda suddenly shouted.
Zhikarizhen's mind was moved, and she jumped out of the sea of consciousness and landed on a few tables. When she saw Zhikarizhen, she couldn't help being stunned, and immediately rushed forward, her eyes were shining, and her eyelashes were flickering: "Wow, it turns out that
You are so handsome in person! Your little face is so white and tender, tsk tsk, I really want to take a bite."
Zhikarizhen wiped the drool from his collar and said: "You stay in the Consciousness Sea for the next few days, and wait for me to find a reason to bring you into the house in public, so as not to leave any flaws."
"Well, whoever made you handsome is what you say." Mengmeng smiled, looked around, and exclaimed, "Ah, this pearl is bigger than a watermelon! The curtain is made of gems.
Strung together? Such a large piece of mutton-fat jade stool? Holy shit, even the toilet is covered with gold foil and carved with flowers and birds? Evil feudal society, please accept my knees. Wow, reincarnation is really important
Ah!"
Zhikari really ignored her nonsense. According to what he observed, the cute soul traveled into the Tianhe Realm and took away the monkey spirit. Although the two souls merged into one, they were not perfectly integrated. Many habits of the monkey spirit affected her.
, coupled with the fact that he has lived alone in the wild for many years, he has a perverse and changeable temperament, and is crazy and weird.
Mengmengda jumped and screamed, threw herself on the bed, buried her little face in the soft and fragrant pillow, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath intoxicated: "Do you know, how long has it been since I slept on a pillow?
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Zhikari watched her slowly calm down, hugging the square pillow tightly with her tiny arms, trembling slightly. It was like a cicada falling from the shade of a tree when the weather turns cold, whining and trembling on the muddy ground.
Wing.
"Sooner or later, I will send you back." After a long time, Zhikarizhen said.
"How long will it take sooner or later?" Mengmengda lowered her head and spoke as low as a gnat, "Actually, you know in your heart, and I also know, that I have no hope of going back. You are not God."
"Then why...are you willing to form the companion spell of your main pet?"
"To find a reason to live, fool."
"I've said everything...please...please let me die! I just want to die..."
In the dank underground tunnel, the young man huddled up and let out intermittent moans. His naked body was split into many strange bloody wounds, and his skin rolled outwards. The open flesh was like sucking lips, trembling with his breathing.<
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Ning Xiaoxiang put down the bloody steel pliers in his hand and sighed.
"I said, never ask for mercy. I'm a little tired. I wanted to take a rest, but now..." He shook his head in disappointment and took out a silver stick full of thorns from the torture rack.
Needle, kissed lovingly.
"You are a human, not a dog. As a human, you have to look like a human being, let alone a noble young master from a noble family." Ning Xiaoxiang turned the silver needle and slowly inserted it through the young master's nostril, "Here, let's start over.