The first thousand one hundred and twenty-two chapters return from despair
A strong wind blew, and the boy actually had a cold war. He looked up at the towering giant pillars and the beams and the roof of the hall supported by the giant pillars. The feeling of aging that was uneven and heavy, was particularly obvious. He couldn't help but feel uneasy, and hesitated and stepped into the hall.
The scene in the hall was no different from the previous two visits. It was still empty and it was a bit empty. The young man felt a little strange again, just as his arrival made the entire island feel like it was shut down. It was incredible that such an important meeting place could be left uninhabited for several days.
Perhaps because of the day, the torches on the walls on both sides were not lit up one after another as last night. The hall seemed dark and deep. The sunlight entered the terrace of the hall, hanging windows and ventilation around the dome. The light and shadow were mottled, and the light and dark contrast between the sight line was extremely large.
The boy walked to the position he had stood yesterday and looked at the left wall involuntarily. It had already returned to its original appearance. It seemed like a dream last night was as if it was a big dream. Dark gray rocks were piled up in staggered shapes and tightly slits. I couldn't figure out what kind of architectural skills it was, which could combine roughness and rigor and perfectly, which was amazing.
Each giant rock is uneven, as if it has never been polished, and has dull colors and large rusts. The rust is probably because of its age, and the colors are different. It is largely artificial. The young man is convinced that this large-scale color should be left behind by the giant murals, and that the specific patterns cannot be seen because of the age.
There is no doubt that these rusts and colors were important elements that formed the terrifying vortex last night, and would that terrifying eyeball be hidden in this wall? What force drove this change? Is the hall hostile to him? The boy racked his brains and couldn't figure it out.
Huo Tianzun once announced in the hall that the young man was a disciple of the Five Elements Palace and the successor of the Five Elements Palace. According to principles, the Five Elements Palace would not have any hostility towards him. Could there be other hidden information?
The boy stared at the wall, his mind was the scene when the huge vortex appeared last night. The colorful colors were suffocating and full of ferocity. His eyes, which were greedy and desire, made him shudder again. The thunderous sound and the huge noise of the tides echoed in his ears. The movement that devoured everything seemed unstoppable, but it all came to an abrupt end with a sigh.
The sigh was so old, distant, but full of power, easily crushing all the other sounds. The boy suspected that the sigh he heard yesterday sounded in his ears again, and then all the illusions in his mind disappeared, and the dark gray, uneven ancient walls in front of him were still in his eyes.
The boy was sweating heavily and sat on the ground. He tried hard to regulate his breathing, trying to calm himself as soon as possible. The sigh that had just happened was very critical. If it weren't for this, he suspected that he would immediately fall into a cycle of self-fear. Although the danger was not as dangerous as last night, it was enough to cause him to suffer another severe injury, and perhaps leaving a permanent root of illness.
Trying to trace the origin, comparing the sighs I heard last night and just now, the young man was sure that the voice came from the depths of the hall. The hall did not become hostile to him, but was helping him?
After repeated reminiscing, the boy's nervous and depressed heart was relieved a lot. He decided not to look at the wall on the left, believing that his body was not seriously injured, and then slowly turned his eyes to the right. The same dark gray giant rock and mottled marks representing the age were no different from the wall on the left.
But after a moment, in the boy's consciousness, the right wall also changed very clearly. The mottled marks were slowly squirming, just like various crawling bugs, they were trying to find their way, and then crawled to the place where they should go to and stopped. The large-scale wriggling of the whole wall lasted for a long time. When they were completely still, the boy grew up his mouth in surprise.
A finished picture finally appeared on the wall, which was a sphere with extremely regular shape. It was too round and there was no flaw found. The sphere was light and bright, and it was like nephrite without any impurities. Against the backdrop of this color, the rest of the wall seemed darker.
Such a picture was unexpected by the boy. In his memory, when he entered the hall for the second time, he felt the difference between the walls on the left and right sides. The left side was deep and obscure, and seemed to have endless changes. The edges and corners of the wall on the right were extremely prosperous, and the bursting aura was full of murderous intent, just like the essence, with the physique of a young mortal, it was naturally unbearable.
I don’t know why I felt this way. At that time, the young man had not had time to experience it carefully and was eliminated and invisible by the Huo Tianzun standing in the center.
Until last night when he entered the hall, this murderous intent still existed. Although it was much weaker, the young man did not dare to look to the right first. This was a kind of seeking profit and avoiding harm. He would not have thought that the wall on the left would be more dangerous.
Today is completely different. The wall on the right not only did not release any murderous intentions, but also presented a strange picture to the boy, which was a little unreasonable.
I don’t know what the ball represents. The boy scratched his head and felt that he could guess it no matter how he guessed it, or it seemed that he couldn’t. The key is that he had no idea. Since he was known as the Five Elements Hall, what is the point of making a ball?
The boy was stunned at the wall for a long time. After all the random thoughts, he finally sighed helplessly. He could not understand and could not guess what the meaning was. He temporarily abandoned the ball on the wall and turned his eyes to the depths of the hall, which was pitch black. Even with the sunlight in, he could not see any outline clearly.
But based on my impression, the Five Elements Hall is not so deep from the outside. Even the main peak of the Crater Mountain is limited. Could it be because of the perspective? The boy thought about it and simply stood up and decided to explore the interior of the temple.
The young man has too much curiosity. Although he felt inappropriate in his subconscious, he still took steps without much hesitation. It was only two steps away. Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound. The young man fell to the ground with a whimper, and was thrust hard by something, and he suddenly lost his center of gravity.
Then the boy's body jumped up like a spring. His reaction was extremely sharp. In his three-year outdoor life, he had already developed the habit of dealing with danger at any time. He bent down and bowed his back like a cheetah, half clenched his fists with his hands, and his forearms one by one, ready to fight back at any time. His ears were already up to the extreme, and he listened very vigilantly to the movements around him.
But there was no abnormality, and there was no hidden enemy. The boy breathed slowly. Since it did not affect his actions, he knew that the injury was not serious, but it was just a piercing pain. The boy grinned and confronted his illusory opponent for a long time, but finally gave up because of his lack of physical strength.
After slacking off, his body was exhausted, and the young man collapsed on the ground again. He had long expected that there were many secrets hidden in the temple, but it was too weird just now. He didn't know what was wrong. The only explanation was that there was a mechanism hidden in the hall, but he couldn't find it. He felt that this mechanism seemed to be guarding against someone blindly going deep into the hall. Is this the rule of the temple?
The boy was unwilling to give up and planned to try again. His curiosity this time was not about exploring the depths of the hall, but about seeing how the mechanism I just imagined was like.
So the boy stood up again, but it was still only two steps. A crisp sound echoed in the empty hall. The boy fell to the ground without having time to shout this time. The invisible whip whipped his face. It was not very powerful, but it was extremely clever. But even so, a deep whip mark appeared on the boy's face. If the power was greater, it would be difficult to protect his cheeks and teeth.
The boy was a little dizzy and hummed for a long time before he got up. Despite being careful, he still did not see the imagined wooden strip or whip. As for the mechanism, there was no trace. Whether it was the hard rock floor or the high and unreasonable dome, it was obviously impossible to let the mechanism explode at such a fast speed.
Of course, this whip temporarily scattered the young man's impulse due to curiosity, forcing him to think seriously. If he doesn't talk about the mechanism or not, he will definitely not be able to go deep in the hall. What is the reason? If you can't even figure out this out, how can you find the answer to the Holy Fire Hall here?
Could it be the ball on the wall? The boy didn't know why he thought so and couldn't find the connection. However, he couldn't help but look up at the right wall. He looked like he was swallowing a goose egg. The imagined whip was in the painting, curved and very vivid, exactly the same as the whip the old villain's janitor was holding, but the ball disappeared.
The old villain is a derogatory term for a rich man. When a young man begged in the mainland, he often gathered at the door of the villain's house. He never asked for money or food, but instead received many whips. So he was particularly impressed. However, the whip actually appeared on the wall of the hall. It was difficult to achieve no dream or any rich imagination.
Just as the boy was stunned and wanted to break his head, the whip slowly disappeared, and the disappeared ball gradually emerged again, still in its original position, still so round, and nothing seemed to have happened except the whip marks on his face.
It was getting late at night, and the boy had been sitting in front of the wall for two hours. He thought a lot, but in the end he was not in a hurry. He had to admit his stupidity and complained fiercely about the irresponsible master. It would be fine if he accepted the disciples and ignored them. The entire island was deserted and there was no place to ask. What a bullshit test?
The afterglow of the sunset reflected the young man's bleak back gradually faded away. The Five Elements Hall, the main peak and the entire crater were shrouded in the twilight. The free world entered another ordinary night. At this time, a sigh came, unable to express the loneliness and disappointment of the people who spoke.
"This boy is so stupid that he can't get it."
"If I were to speak while standing, I wouldn't have a back pain. If it were this boy, you might not be as good as him."
"I wonder what the boy saw in the hall? How could it cause a vision in the Thick Tu Hall?"
"Just coincidence, don't have too much hope."
"Why did the Heavenly Lord help him escape from the world in this way? If the Holy Spirit ignores him, wouldn't it be useless?"
"The Heavenly Lord has his own reasons for his actions. We are only responsible for the life of this little guy. For other inconveniences, we will ask more questions."
Several auspicious clouds slowly rose from the terrace on the side of the hall and headed towards the opposite direction of the boy. A huge figure in the clouds, with brown hair on their heads, was the Wuju who had disappeared for a few days.
Chapter completed!