Although I could open my eyes, I was speechless. When the god saw me opening my eyes, he let go of my hand, stood up calmly, put his hands behind his back, and looked very satisfied.

"Chen Chengyi, who am I? In this world, I am God, an omnipotent God. Even if you want to die, you are not qualified."

His voice hit my ears word by word, but I no longer had the urge to talk to him. I didn’t think he was a god, so he really was nothing. What he thought he was was only in my own eyes.

, can it still stand in the eyes of others?

Stand on your own first. This god has not established himself at all.

What the master said lingered in my ears. In fact, he was not asking me to think of anyone as a beggar. He was just telling me that you can look at anyone as "naked" and remove the people around him.

He is no different from you in everything, so you can naturally have a calm mind, neither humble nor arrogant, neither envious nor looking down on you, neither arguing nor confused.

"Take good care of him. I think in three days, this kid will completely recover. Then I will start the practice again." Seeing that I didn't respond at all and my expression was calm, God was a little surprised, but it was probably more boring.

After saying this, he left.

As soon as he left, the oppressive aura in the whole room disappeared. I no longer had the urge to talk to him, but if the conversation can go smoothly, I really don't mind telling him whether I want to die or not.

It doesn't matter, it was my master who saved me.

My magic weapon was taken away, and the only things left were the tiger claws and agarwood beads I carried with me.

I can understand Wu Tian not taking it away, because he is on the same level as my master, so naturally he does not put these things in his eyes.

As for this god, should he be more proud?

I don't know him very well, but I can finally look at where I am.

This is a wooden house, and the whole room exudes a unique aroma of natural wood. Originally, such a house should be simple, and one or two finishing touches can highlight the style of the entire room. However, the owner of the room seems to have a different appreciation ability, so

One of the rooms was actually made "splendid" by him, with wealth everywhere.

For example, the paintings on the wall, I think they should be by famous artists, and there is a whole row of them hanging on them.

It was difficult for me to appreciate a room like this. After looking at it for a while, I felt bored, and then I looked at the three people standing in the room.

These people were dressed the same as the people in the Holy Village. They were all wearing black Tang suits and a cloak whose faces could not be seen clearly. Even if they noticed that I was looking at them, they looked completely indifferent and just stood in the room.

corner, motionless.

These people can't feel any anger at all, and they can feel a mechanical and stiff atmosphere just standing there.

I think of those so-called stalkers, should these people be too?

In short, everything here is a mystery to me now. I know that if I don’t explore it myself, I can’t know anything specific just by imagining it. I might as well rest in peace and recuperate, and make plans before deciding. Since a vigorous

The journey to find a teacher has come to this point, and there is no need to rush anymore.

Thinking like this, I closed my eyes again and kept reciting the meditation mantra in my heart. I did this because the strange itching feeling on my body came again, and it became stronger every time. It was so strong that it made people feel that if I didn't go

I scratched the itch hard to vent it, but I also understood that what the god said was reasonable. The reason why I reacted like this was because the wound was developing in a good direction. I silently recited the careful mantra and restrained myself not to go.

Scratch it.

No matter what God’s purpose is, I understand that if I can’t be cured, everything will be in vain. What can I do?

Before, the moment I opened my eyes, I saw my situation clearly. Almost everything I looked at was covered with a layer of light green mud. Under the mud, there was a lot of skin that looked shocking. It was struck by thunder.

It was split, if you think about it, it would be like this. Fortunately, I finally don’t have to wear a thick bandage.

This can only mean one thing. The god must have used some very effective and extremely precious medicine on me a few days ago, which is why I recovered so quickly.

I am thinking about Grandma Ling Qing in my heart, because I am here with God. Grandma Ling Qing, but I don’t have that kind of sad intuition. That should mean that Grandma Ling Qing is fine. I believe that if something happens to someone important to me,

, no matter what, my spiritual sense will give me some hints.

After reciting the meditation mantras silently again and again, I gradually ignored the extremely itchy feeling on my body and fell into a drowsy sleep again.

The days that followed were mostly good. I ate, took medicine, applied medicine, and healed my wounds every day. I felt extremely at ease and quiet. Since I couldn't rush, I would use all the conditions given by God to recover myself.

It is worth mentioning that God came to check on me several times during such boring days of recuperation. He didn’t care about other things. The only thing he was worried about was my recovery from the injury. I always felt that he couldn’t wait.

Three days later.

My scars have begun to scab and fall off, and I don’t know what kind of medicine the god gave me. Except that the new skin looks a little whiter, there is no sudden feeling.

And I could move around freely. Of course, under the eyes of the three men in black, I could only walk around the room.

However, I don’t know if it’s because this is my own territory and God is more at ease with me, so the three men in black will leave my room except when I need to take care of them during the day and after I go to bed at night.

Whenever that happens, I will walk out of this "splendid" house and wander outside for a while, just to get familiar with the environment.

When I went out for the first time, I was still a little nervous, fearing that I might meet someone who was the spy of God. Later I realized that this worry was unnecessary.

The place I am in seems to be a very large courtyard, with a single house. Except for me alone at night, there is no one in this huge courtyard at all. It is so quiet that there is no movement, including the chirping of birds and insects.

No, it's like a painting that doesn't exist in reality at all. Everything is still.

The courtyard is very large and gorgeous, with bamboos, gardens, landscapes, and corridors in the middle. However, I discovered on the first night I went out that these arrangements seemed random, but they actually coincided with some kind of formation. At first glance, I thought

I was unprepared. In fact, this formation was very subtle. That night, I just took a few casual steps and found myself walking in a small circle.

This surprised me. Going around in a circle is a trivial matter, but to be able to make someone go around in a circle in just a few steps is a big deal.

I stood in the courtyard, not daring to act rashly. When I looked carefully at all the arrangements in the courtyard, I felt more and more that I couldn't see through the subtleties of these formations, and I couldn't deduce the layout and structure of these formations. After all, for formations

I'm not very familiar with Fa, and my level is definitely not very good.

However, I can tell that there is a compound formation in this courtyard. As for how many formations are compounded and what mechanism it implies, I have no way of knowing.

Therefore, this god is not confident at all, but that he really does not need to send people to guard against me. Just such a courtyard can "lock me up" here. This may be what he thinks.

However, how could I be willing to sit back and wait for death? Every night, I would go out and carefully deduce the formation outside the yard, trying to break the formation bit by bit. Until now, since I can't be anxious anymore, I just think I am nothing.

If there are none, there will be time.

Although I am not a master of formations, I have a solid foundation at least. As the saying goes, the principles are the same, so I regard myself as learning, and one day I will be able to break this formation.

So, another five days of this kind of life passed, and everything was relatively calm, except that God came more frequently, and I felt that not only was his greedy mood exposed, but there was also a trace of eagerness mixed in it.

This made me secretly vigilant, but on the surface I became more and more secretive.

And this night, I came to the courtyard as usual after the men in black left, and once again began to deduce the formations in the courtyard. However, perhaps because I was too absorbed in it, I didn't notice at all that night, in the courtyard.

There seems to be a little difference.

Because of several nights of careful deduction, I was able to move smoothly to the pond in the courtyard without making any wrong steps or touching any mechanism.

Speaking of which, the distance from the house door to the pond is only seventeen steps, but these seventeen steps are a huge improvement for me.

Standing on the edge of the pond, I leaned down and took a handful of clear water. I wanted to wash my face and sober up my tired and heavy brain because of too much concentration. But as soon as the water splashed on my face, I heard something...

At the sound of children clapping, I raised my head warily and couldn't help but ask: "Who?"

Then, I saw a figure standing on the rockery in the pond not far from me under the moonlight, wearing a fitted black robe, with long hair blowing slightly in the night wind.
Chapter completed!