Victor's evaluation of this article was in one word - a heavenly book.
He almost didn't understand it at all, but he was shocked by the mysterious words in it.
The word "heavenly book" is not a derogatory meaning, but Victor can feel the mysterious truth contained in Sermon 21, but cannot understand it.
He pondered for a long time, his thoughts were completely absorbed in it, and he almost forgot the existence of the Hat Master.
Finally, after reading it five or six times, his thoughts returned to the beginning sentence - the sutra about the door...
Door?
The first thing Victor thought of was the door that represented a clear path, so he followed this idea to understand the text below. The feeling of sudden enlightenment was as full of surprises as if the sun had cleared the clouds.
There are ten paragraphs in this sutra, and according to the knowledge gained in the past, the path to understanding each nature is one door, exactly ten.
So, could it be that what this scripture describes from the first to the tenth are exactly the ten gates that open up the path?
Using this idea to understand, Victor gradually confirmed this guess, and he immediately realized: This sermon is to show people the shape and appearance of the Gate of Understanding in words...
It's incredible...
Victor was greatly shocked.
There are quite a few outrageous things here. The first point is that after completing the enlightenment ceremony, the seer will find the door corresponding to his own nature in the thick fog.
In other words, to find the door, completing the Enlightenment Ceremony is a necessary condition.
According to this logic, the seer can only find the door that belongs to his own nature, because it must correspond to his ritual of understanding.
But this Sivers, he actually knew the shape and appearance of all ten gates, and recorded them on the parchment in such obscure language...
etc……
Scrolls……
Victor discovered another strange thing. He could actually understand the words above, and these words were clearly written in the language of the Kingdom of Olympia.
Could it be that the last enlightenment before his death gave Victor the ability to automatically translate Shivers' sermons?
Or...this was given to him by the man who cut down the trees?
This Shivers is simply too mysterious and unpredictable. Judging from the fact that he can know all the gates of understanding, he is indeed worthy of the title of "Living God".
No wonder so many people want to get his sermons.
Now, after only reading two articles, Victor found that he had learned a lot of secrets of this world. How many lectures were there in Shivers?
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The silence was too long, and the stiff puppet couldn't bear it. The hat master said through its mouth: "The thing has been handed over to you. Although I can't understand the words on it, I think it must be
It's very important to be able to fascinate you so much...Okay, the deal is done, I hope you don't forget the agreement between us."
Seeing that the Hat Master was about to leave, Victor quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, you don't know what this parchment is?"
The Hat Master's puppet slowly lowered its head twice: "Yes."
Since he didn't recognize the ancient characters on it and didn't know what a parchment was, it was too strange to just take it out so casually to negotiate terms with Victor.
Victor thought it didn't make sense, so he immediately asked: "No, you must be hiding something else from me, such as...where did you get this parchment?"
"Someone gave it to me." The puppet opened its mouth, "He asked me to give it to you at the right time..."
"Huh?" Victor frowned and his face changed slightly, "Who is it? How do you know that now is the right time?"
The Hat Master let out a laugh that was difficult to understand: "Haha, yes, that was a long time ago. The person who gave me the parchment once told me that if I meet someone who looks like him in the future,
If you want someone who looks exactly the same, give this thing to him..."
After saying that, the Hat Master's puppet immediately lost its activity and became motionless.
Victor, on the other hand, froze on the spot, repeating the last words left by the Hat Master in his mind.
"Someone who looks exactly like me? What does that mean?"
Victor took a breath, and the first strange thought that came to his mind was-"Did I travel through time?"
He clearly remembered that he had no brothers, so leaving such a message was just like his own style.
When he wanted to inquire carefully, he found that the Hat Master had already left, and the doll was lying alone in the pile of debris, just like it was at the beginning.
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On the railway from north to south, a steam train painted with gorgeous patterns is running smoothly.
The environment inside the carriage has been specially decorated. There are no ordinary passengers, only unique functional partitions.
Uniformed security personnel stood guard at various important locations on the train. Even outside the railway tracks, there were guards on horseback and galloping to inspect various safety hazards in the direction in which the train was traveling.
In the middle of the train, in a carriage as luxurious as a palace, President George Floyd was holding a steaming coffee cup and leisurely gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window.
He was not the only one in the carriage. Sitting in front of the president was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He was seriously checking the newspaper and some documents in his hand.
"As in the past, the northern states have made conditions and still support our party." The middle-aged man wearing glasses said, but did not look up in front of him.
Floyd, who has curly hair and a baby face, did not pay attention to the other party's rudeness, but reached out to pick up the donut in front of him and put it in his mouth.
"Hey... so boring... I thought this journey would allow me to see the beautiful scenery in the north, but in the end there were only a group of bigots in white robes, wandering around you all day long chanting sutras, hoping that the south would allow me to relax.
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Hearing this, the middle-aged man with glasses secretly turned his eyes upward, glanced at Floyd, and then quickly looked back.
"However, southerners are generally opposed to the Liberal Party's ideas, and the Progressives have deep-rooted influence there..."
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Smile.
The bespectacled man in front of him put down the paper in his hand, put his hands on the table, and sat upright and looked at Freud.
“Unlike other states, Minx State merged the land of two states after independence, turning the country from the original ten states to nine states... It has a large population and dozens of large and small buildings.
As a city, Rexton, as the state capital, has decisive political influence. In addition, Minx State is close to the three southern states. Once the vote is lost, it will cause very serious damage to us Liberals."
President George yawned, leaned lazily on the sofa cushions, and very impolitely, lifted his legs up and put them on the table in front of the Chairman of the National Security Council.
"So they chose to attack me there, right? Murdering the current president with lightning speed and spreading panic to all corners of the city, hehehe..."
Warren pushed up his glasses: "Since you already know this information, you should be cautious and even consider changing your itinerary."
President George shook his head: "No need, because my curiosity is more important. I can't wait to see the other party's methods now."
After hearing this, Warren's expression became more serious: "Let me state in advance that I will do my best to protect your safety, but if you don't..."
"Then do your duty, Mr. Warren, you and I should both know each other's purpose, hehehe..." George Floyd smiled evilly as if his plot had succeeded, "You are making a fuss over a few bottles of wine.
Reversing the order, I enjoy this feeling of fooling all living beings and gods too much..."