Out of curiosity, I planned to see the treasure Ao Huang mentioned.
"Master Ye, come with me."
Aohuang leads the way.
It didn't take a while.
They came to a side hall.
The side hall is not big.
You can see what's inside at a glance.
I saw something taller than a person placed in the middle of the side hall.
Cover it with a piece of black cloth.
Can't see clearly what's down here.
Apart from this, there is nothing else in this side hall.
Ye Qingyun looked around and felt that there was only such a thing in such a big place.
It’s too wasteful, right?
Although this place is not big, if you arrange it properly, get some soil.
It’s totally possible to farm!
Plant some vegetables, radishes, and some fruits.
Isn’t that nice?
waste!
Such a waste.
Ye Qingyun felt secretly regretful.
He himself hasn't realized that even though he traveled from the original world for so long, the mark of that world still exists.
Perhaps this is the trace that comes from the blood.
When I saw an open space, I thought about planting something.
Otherwise, I always feel uncomfortable.
"Master Ye, this is the treasure I just mentioned."
Aohuang led everyone to the treasure.
Then he took off the black cloth.
Ye Qingyun originally thought that Aohuang would say something, and then it would be time to witness the miracle.
It's a pity that he didn't say it.
Ye Qingyun was disappointed for a while.
But if he said it, Ye Qingyun would also think that Aohuang looked like a fool.
Several people present looked at the treasure.
I was amazed for a while.
"This mirror is so bright and clean?"
"Hiss! It's truly a miraculous craftsmanship!"
Huikong and Yue Xia were both surprised.
Ye Qingyun also watched for a while Stunned.
Good guy!
This is actually a floor-to-ceiling mirror.
Ye Qingyun has seen too much in his original world.
But in this world.
It’s the first time I’ve seen it.
For Huikong and Yuexiaxia, such a mirror is obviously very novel.
Especially Yuetixia.
He was shaking his head in front of the mirror, apparently very interested in this floor-length mirror.
Da Mao and the Decepticons are also looking in the mirror.
But Da Mao just took a photo and walked away.
Not interested in.
And it can see the origin of this thing at a glance.
Also know what it does.
It just felt even more boring.
The Decepticons were quite enthusiastic.
Licking her paws in front of the mirror.
That's called elegance.
"What do Mr. Ye think of this treasure?"
Aohuang asked cautiously.
Ye Qingyun scratched his head.
How do you answer this?
Can a floor-to-ceiling mirror be called a treasure?
I guess I can only use this thing when changing clothes, right?
If I put it in my house in Fuyunshan, I would still think this thing takes up space.
"Well, this baby is pretty bright."
Ye Qingyun had no choice but to say this.
Pretty bright?
What kind of statement is this?
Aohuang hurriedly said, "The mystery of this treasure requires others to step aside first, and then stand alone in front of the mirror, calmly, and then you can see it."
"Like This."
Ye Qingyun looked at the others and asked them to push aside so that he could feel it for himself first.
"Holy Son, let's let the young monk try it first."
Huikong volunteered.
Seeing the determined look on his face, Ye Qingyun thought that there was something wrong with the mirror, so Huikong wanted to risk his life to block this disaster for himself.
Woolen cloth.
Don't even say it.
This is Huikong’s idea.
He was really worried that there might be something wrong with the mirror, that the Xuanjing Palace might have evil intentions and wanted to murder Ye Qingyun.
So Huikong volunteered and wanted to give it a try first.
"Okay, then you try it first."
Ye Qingyun didn't refuse and immediately stepped aside.
Huikong clasped his hands together and came to the floor-length mirror.
He stared straight into the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.
The mind calms down.
Silently recite Buddhist scriptures in your heart.
soon.
The picture in the mirror began to change.
Like the rippling surface of a lake.
A scene appeared before Huikong's eyes.
He saw boundless fire sweeping across the entire Western Territory.
Countless monks howled in pain under the boundless fire.
Eventually they turned into charred mummies.
And above the blazing fire, stood a group of people wearing Taoist robes, with indifferent expressions, looking indifferently at the Western Buddhism that turned into a sea of fire.
finally.
Only Huikong himself was left in the sea of fire.
He holds a golden toad staff and wears a formless robe.
But they could only retreat one after another in front of those people in Taoist robes.
Seeing all his fellow disciples being burned to death, Huikong let out a shrill roar.
Fight to the death.
finally.
The golden toad staff was broken.
The robe of Wuxiang is damaged.
Huikong's body fell to the ground, and his blood stained the scorched earth of the Western Territory.
next moment.
All images disappear.
Huikong, who was standing in front of the floor-length mirror, fell back continuously as if he had been hit hard.
His face turned pale.
"Huikong, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Qingyun looked at Huikong in surprise.
From the perspective of others, the floor-to-ceiling mirror has not changed at all.
Huikong was the only one who saw the scene just now.
Huikong His breathing was rapid, and his bald head was covered with sweat.
He was in a daze, as if he had not yet recovered from the scene he had just witnessed.
"Huikong? Huikong?"
Ye Qingyun shouted several times in succession, and Huikong looked at Ye Qingyun as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"Son"
Huikong murmured.
Ye Qingyun looked at him with a strange expression.
"What's wrong with you? Your face is so pale?"
Huikong just wanted to tell Ye Qingyun what he had just seen.
But when the words came to my lips, I suddenly felt confused in my mind.
The memory becomes blurry.
"Holy Son, the young monk seemed to have seen something just now."
"But now I can't remember it."
Ye Qingyun looked strange.
Isn’t this Huikong suffering from Alzheimer’s disease?
Have you forgotten what you just saw so quickly?
Huikong was trying his best to remember.
But the more I think about it, the more blurry my memory becomes.
to the end.
He couldn't even remember what he saw.
But he was certain that he must have seen something ominous.
"Okay, okay, just go and think about it slowly."
Ye Qingyun didn't bother to ask any more questions and asked Huikong to go aside.
"Sir, let me take a picture!"
Yue Xia said with excitement.
"Okay, go ahead."
Yue Xia also came to the floor-length mirror.
I soon calmed down.
Gradually.
The mirror surface had ripples like a lake.
Yuexiaoxia saw a towering tree.
Lush branches!
Full of life!
Standing on the earth.
But soon.
This towering tree began to wither and wither.
Its vitality is rapidly disappearing.
But the surrounding earth seemed to be filled with new vitality.
There are countless creatures awakening from the soil!
