Chapter 2105 The first floor of the temple: the memory corridor
Bing Zhixie and his Moonlight Dragon stayed in this corridor for an unknown amount of time. He found that the tall door he came from had also disappeared. This bottomless corridor, he didn't care about.
There is no end in sight, no matter whether we are going forward or going back.
He was already tired. Fortunately, he brought enough food before coming in. He ate some bread rolls, bacon, and drank juice. For the Moonlight Dragon, the physical exertion was also great, and its appetite was not what Bing Zhixie brought with him.
Satisfied.
He once again came to the 'stomach' of the bronze monster face. The honeycomb-like objects must be related to his current predicament. Unfortunately, his knowledge was limited and he really couldn't understand the mystery inside, as well as the meaning of the audio track array on the top.
What.
"It's really too bad. I'm completely trapped. The bronze demon outside is nothing, this is the real danger." Bing Zhixie thought about it. He walked around in the stomach chamber several times and repeatedly checked this place.
There was no other secret room mechanism, and I thought again: "The door when I came in disappeared, and the marks painted on the bronze face also disappeared. How did the mechanism here do all this? Obviously I didn't feel any change."
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He stayed in the bronze chamber for a long time. He really couldn't figure out the reason. In order to prevent the Moonlight Dragon from consuming any more physical energy, he temporarily recalled it to the guardian space. Bing Zhixie came to the corridor again and looked around. He still couldn't see the dim corridor.
In the end, I tried to briefly open the all-seeing eye, but I didn't see any changes here.
Staying where he was was definitely not an option. He decided to just walk to one side to see if he could reach the end. At the same time, he carefully observed the details on the wall. If the path he took was just going in circles, then come in.
The door cannot disappear for no reason.
He made up his mind and started flying in the corridor again. The magic of floating allowed him to save more energy. He kept flying and kept passing the doorway with the giant bronze face. The walls on both sides were always the same, including the embedded in the wall.
The bronze golems inside are all staggered and facing each other, with exactly the same distance apart.
"Is this really an endless corridor with no end?" Bing Zhixie felt a little worried. If he couldn't find the secret to crack the mechanism here, maybe he would be trapped here forever. He was not willing to accept this, and then thought
Why not ring all the 'hives'? You shouldn't be too cautious.
Thinking of this, he knocked all the hives in the stomachs of the giant bronze faces he met along the way. After he knocked many hives in succession, he discovered a red stripe on the high wall on one side of the corridor.
Gap of light.
"Is this here?" Bing Zhixie felt happy, the predicament finally changed. He did not touch the high wall easily, but hit the wall with a line of ice. The stone door on the wall slid open, and a deep high door appeared.
On the wall. He flew forward and stepped in, wondering if this was the way he came. Likewise, the door was about 150 meters deep. When he reached the end, the dark abyss appeared in front of him again. Just as he walked toward the edge of the door,
When he was judging whether this was the high door he came in through, an increasingly powerful force held his body up.
"Well, this is...gravity?" Every time Bing Zhixie took a step forward, the gravity on his body became stronger. Within a few steps, his body was lifted up by gravity and floated into the air.
: "Is this a passage?"
He stepped forward, and he was already suspended above the abyss. The increased gravity pulled his body to float higher, and the speed became faster and faster.
"This..." Although Bing Zhixie was very alert, he didn't feel any danger yet. The force pulling him was always at an appropriate level and did not make him feel uncomfortable.
After flying upward for ten or twenty minutes, or maybe longer, Bing Zhixie came to a high wall again. The wall was still the color of bluestone, with a tall stone door opened in the middle.
As the gravity weakened, Bing Zhixie jumped into the stone door. The situation inside the high door was no different from that below. He briefly observed the surroundings and then went deeper into the door.
What appears in front of you is also a long and straight corridor, with no end in sight, but there are many pillars under the corridor. These pillars are stone sculptures of human figures. They have domes on their heads and their feet on the ground. They are located on both sides of the corridor. They all have expressions on their faces.
It is solemn and solemn. In addition, there are many faucet lamps on the wall. These faucet lamps are probably made of lapis lazuli. Each faucet holds a papaya-sized orb in its mouth, emitting a milky blue halo.
There were not only dragon-head lamps, but also bronze standing lamps at the feet of the portrait pillars. There was no wick in the lamps, but there were orange flames floating in them. They all lit up the moment Bing Zhixie stepped here.
Under the light of the lights, many fireflies floated in the long and empty corridor. These fireflies were white and green. They flew unconsciously in the air like floats, sometimes disappearing into the brick wall columns, and sometimes disappearing.
Suddenly appeared from the air. Bing Zhixie sensed that these buoyant fireflies exuded weak magic power, and reached out to hold the flying fireflies, and the fireflies dispersed with a gentle "whoosh"
, I saw a face suddenly appear in the dispersing demonic fire, and then disappeared with the flames.
"This is..." Bing Zhixie once again grabbed another group of flying fireflies, and a skilled face emerged from the spread of pale flames: "Teacher Sufina!" When he touched more flames,
, more faces also appeared, some he knew, some were unfamiliar, and some were familiar but could not name them. These seemed to be the faces in his memory, the first people he had ever seen!
Bing Zhixie moved forward involuntarily, and the familiar and unfamiliar faces kept reminding him of his memories. When he came to his senses, he turned around and found that the door behind him had disappeared again.
"Is this a memory corridor?" Bing Zhixie wondered: "Why do my memory impressions appear here? Can the magic here sneak into my memory? Or has my consciousness been disturbed?"
This time he didn't go far when he saw a stone door. Directly opposite the stone door was a tall light stele. There were golden words on the stele recording something, but they were not ancient Phoenician inscriptions.
"Well, these..." Bing Zhixie was extremely surprised when he saw the words on the light monument. The story of the Qianling tribe and the fetal demon came to mind: "Aren't these the ancient characters I saw in the ruins of the 'fetal demon'?"
He remembered that he had copied some of the text inside and outside the Black Tiger Monument, and quickly found the notebook he copied at that time in his own alien space. He held it in his hand and compared it with each other. Although the text content was different, the writing style was the same and part of it was the same.
The text was exactly the same. This was something he never expected. Is there any connection between the Sand Temple and the Black Tiger Ancient Ruins!?