Chapter 105 The Daxueshan Conspiracy Calculation in Ancient Sanskrit
The disappearance of Qin Chengpei and the changes in Eucommia ulmoides were all due to the fairy sister. Now that I have seen her, I will not miss it.
The mountain road is very rugged and there are no street lights. When I run fast, it is indeed very dangerous. But I am like a traveler in the dark. Once I find the light, I will go all out to pursue it. After all, that is the only direction to unravel the mystery.
When I arrived at the inner courtyard of the temple, the black gate was tightly closed, blocking the way.
I looked around, quickly climbed up a big tree on the right, crawled along the branches, floated down, and reached the yard.
In the dark night, I smelled a fragrance, which should be a mixture of Datura flowers and mountain snow lotus.
In my imagination, the fairy sister matched this scent very well, so I followed the direction of the scent without hesitation.
A row of low houses appeared in front of them. The front wall was made of stone, and the back wall was built directly on the hillside. They were very old, and every gray stone exuded the luster of history.
I heard someone talking, a man and a woman talking to each other.
They use another language, most likely ancient Sanskrit.
The woman's voice was very beautiful, like singing.
I calmed down and discerned carefully, and I was able to understand half of the conversation between the two.
The old and bitter man's voice was asking a lot of questions about the Lanke chess game. It probably meant that there were so many chess masters, but no one could crack the Lanke chess game, which proved that the players at that time were not mortals at all, and
It may be gods in the sky or monsters on the snowy mountains, but the Lanke chess game is real and cannot be ignored.
He ordered the woman to inform everyone that no matter what happened on the snowy mountain, the safety of these chess players must be ensured and they could come down safely.
What the woman said was that many political forces had gathered under the Snowy Mountains and blocked all the passages. Many people could go up the mountain, but not necessarily down. No one could control these things, because the Lanke chess game had attracted everyone's attention.
The old man sneered: "They are just laying siege, but they don't dare to go up the mountain. It proves that they don't know the inside story at all and it's not worth worrying about. Now they are the ones guarding the Giant Wood Museum. They use a combination of human brain and computer mode, and it is very possible to crack it."
In the chess game of Lanke, when the door to immortality opens, the situation is completely out of control."
I am very worried that the death of Eucommia ulmoides is because some people are afraid that they will come prepared, open the door to immortality, and destroy the balance of the Snow Mountain.
The conversation between these two people completely confirmed my point of view. The death of Eucommia ulmoides was not a force of nature, but a man-made murder.
The woman continued to report: "Not only Jianghu forces, but also many surrounding small countries have noticed this. After all, Dulong Bingzhu Temple hides a door to immortality. It is a legend for thousands of years. Everyone has the right to explore this door."
It is said that the royal families of those small countries have issued an order that whoever cracks the Lanke chess game and finds the door to immortality will receive a huge bounty. Everyone desires to become an immortal and live forever. This has already happened.
It has become mankind’s biggest flaw and fate.”
Listening to the conversation between these two people, I felt that I was seeing clearly the secret of the Snowy Mountains. Even if they are practitioners, not everyone is a sage. Instead, everyone is in intrigues and interests, making things more and more complicated.
Human beings have always been like this, full of internal strife and even more jealousy.
The lights in the room were dim, so I carefully went to the window and tried to use the gap in the window to see clearly what was going on inside, but the window was covered with thick parchment paper and I couldn't see anything.
I could hear the crackling sound of burning firewood, but I had no idea what the woman and the old man looked like.
The old man added: "When necessary, we can only clear the place and let all the people from far away jump off the cliff like Eucommia ulmoides. It has nothing to do with outsiders. We can only do our best to keep the secret and ensure this secret."
When it is revealed, it is still in our hands."
The woman agreed repeatedly without any objection in the face of such a terrible plan.
I'm not sure that's the fairy sister. If it's really her, how can such an ugly soul be worthy of such a beautiful appearance? I've long understood the ugliness of human nature, but many things happening in this world are still refreshing again and again.
It's the limit of my knowledge.
I listened silently. In addition to the conversations in the room, there was also the sound of chanting from the hall on the left. Those were real practitioners. In order to wash away their sins in this life and welcome the light of the next life, they chanted and prayed every day.
Pious.
There are all kinds of different human beings in this world. They all live in the same world, but their thoughts and pursuits are very different.
I hope that I can escape completely after exploring all the secrets, put the battle between good and evil far away, and return to a pure heart.
The old man suddenly asked: "Where is the horned dragon? How is the horned dragon? Can it grow to the sky? It reaches the sky and the earth, is the best in ancient and modern times, connects time and space, and has luxuriant branches... The horned dragon is the greatest god of giant trees. We
Take a good look at it, you must take a good look at it!"
"Yes, I understand. We have arranged for people to check every two hours to ensure that no outsiders are approaching. And according to your instructions, anyone who breaks in must die. In addition to human supervision, the five poison envoys are all here, please
Don't worry." When the woman mentioned "Five Poison Messengers", her voice obviously paused, and she was obviously very afraid of that name. Even just mentioning it would make her whole body tremble.
"Hehehehe, in this great snowy mountain, the Five Poison Messengers are the most trustworthy helpers. Remember, you must not be careless when dealing with anyone, even the chanters in the inner hall and the worshipers from afar.
It’s all the same. Be careful, be more careful, be more careful, do you understand?”
The old man's voice became cold and solemn, and I could feel his harshness and surliness through the window.
The woman agreed and there was no more sound.
The crackling sound when the firewood was burning became louder. It must be that they added a few pieces of firewood to the furnace at one time, and the fire became stronger and stronger.
The night was cold and the temperature had already dropped below freezing.
I was sweating all over as I ran, and now I felt even more chilled and shivered several times.
"How did Eucommia ulmoides die? So crazy. It's not an internal cause, but an external cause... The biggest characteristic of the datura flower is that it makes people lose their true nature, and eventually become crazy, with countless hallucinations appearing in front of their eyes -" My thoughts suddenly became chaotic.
, the scene of Eucommia ulmoides dancing on the edge of the cliff, like a movie, played repeatedly in front of my eyes.
I seemed to hear his call. He was calling my name and asked me to follow the sound to find him.
At first, I was unmoved and knew it was an auditory hallucination.
The Global Association of Scientists once jointly issued an announcement that the environment in the Snowy Mountains is very strange. The magnetic field, temperature, smell, and wind direction are all very different from those on land and ocean. It is easy for people to have altitude sickness, which will subsequently cause large-scale profound auditory hallucinations.
Visions, leading to madness and death.
"Ye Kai, it's right here, I'm right here... I have found the secret to becoming an immortal, the chess game, the chess game is the map, if the chess is successful, the road will be clear, this road is the smooth road after the life and death fight, now I
I am willing to share it with you, come on, come on..."
The sound of Eucommia ulmoides is getting louder and louder, as if it is in my ears.
Immediately afterwards, an even weirder scene appeared. He showed his head from the side of the stone house and waved to me repeatedly.
"Ucommia ulmoides, you...haven't you fallen off the cliff and died?" My mind was in chaos and I couldn't control my mouth.
"Of course I didn't die, I just stepped on a dead end, but a dead end can also be transformed into a way of life, it depends on how you do it. Ye Kai, let me tell you, I have completely understood the logical relationship of the Lanke chess game. Chess is like life, black and white
In the game, you can get the greatest fruit of wisdom. Come on, follow me..."
In a daze, I walked towards him.
I knew this was wrong, but I could no longer control my legs and feet.
The footsteps of Eucommia ulmoides were light and graceful, leading the way in front of me, leading me through the black pine forest.
"where are we going--"
I ran a few steps and caught up with him. Just as I asked this question, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
At this moment, we stand in front of the cliff, overlooking the world below.
Just below our feet, at a depth of about twenty meters, is a large flat field. There are pine oil torches planted around the field, densely packed with thousands of them. The flames fly and jump in the mountain wind, illuminating the sky and the earth.
Got to be bright.
Surrounded by torches, hundreds of bald monks with their left shoulders exposed were divided into two teams, the left and right, and were debating scriptures loudly.
What they use is not ordinary language, but "the language of God".
According to the Zen theory of Daxueshan, debating scriptures does not require language. Any movements, calls, songs, and body changes are all "questions and answers." A truly enlightened person can use everything in nature instead of language.
Reach the level of communication. Debate is about truth, not words.
Eucommia sat down on a big stone, resting her chin on her hands, staring intently at the huge debate field.
After two birds chirped "quack", a huge gray vulture appeared in the sky, circled twice, and landed in the center of the sutra debate field.
"That is the biggest variable. If there are no variables, the Lanke chess game will never be solved. Play chess, play chess, and the immortals create chess games in order to enlighten the world. If you are just obsessed with the world on the chessboard, then it is wrong.
Ye Kai, look at that big bird, what color is it?"
I immediately replied: "Of course it's gray."
Eucommia ulmoides laughed: "Yes, how can there be black and white in the world? Isn't everything gray? According to different gray scales, it is divided into different levels. What will the black and white world look like in the end? Isn't it gray?
world?"
From his words, I seemed to understand something.
The two teams of monks suddenly separated to the left and right, covering their exposed shoulders. At this time, their clothes were clearly black and white, with the black team on the left and the white team on the right. The vulture stood in the center, becoming the transitional color between black and white.
"This is not a debate, this is a chess game -" I suddenly shouted.