Chapter 2118 The first floor of the temple: Memory Corridor
Bing Zhixie and his Moonlight Dragon stayed in this corridor for an unknown length of time. He found the way he came, the high fan The door also disappeared. He could not reach the end of this bottomless corridor no matter what, whether he was walking forward or going back.
He was already tired. Fortunately, he brought enough food before coming in. He ate some bacon rolls and drank juice. For Moonlight Dragon, the physical exertion is also great, and its appetite cannot be satisfied by the food Bing Zhixie brought.
He once again came to the 'stomach' of the bronze strange face. The honeycomb-like objects must be related to his current predicament. Unfortunately, his knowledge was limited and he really couldn't see through the mystery inside and the thing on the top. What does the audio track array mean?
"It's too bad, I'm completely trapped. The bronze demon statue outside is nothing, this is the real danger." Bing Zhixie thought about it. He walked around the stomach chamber a few times, repeatedly confirming that there were no other secret room mechanisms here, and thought again in his mind: "The door when I came in disappeared, and the marks painted on the bronze face also disappeared. How do the mechanisms here work? After all this, I obviously haven’t felt any change.”
He stayed in the bronze chamber for a long time, and he really couldn't figure out the reason. In order to prevent the Moonlight Dragon from consuming any more energy, he temporarily recalled it to the guardian space. Bing Zhixie came to the corridor again and looked left and right. The end of the dim corridor was still invisible. He briefly tried to open the all-seeing eye, but he didn't see any changes here.
Staying where he was was definitely not an option, so he decided to just walk to one side to see if he could reach the end. At the same time, carefully observe the details on the wall. If the path he took just circled in one place, the door he came in could not disappear for no reason.
Making up his mind, he floated in the corridor again. The floating magic could help him save more energy. It kept flying, constantly passing by the doorway with the giant bronze face. The walls on both sides were always the same, including the bronze golems embedded in the walls, which were all staggered and facing each other, with exactly the same distance.
"Is this really an endless corridor that never ends?" 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. Not content with this, he immediately thought why not ring all the 'hives'? , I shouldn’t be too cautious.
Thinking of this, he knocked all the honeycombs in the 'stomach' of the giant bronze face he met along the way. After he knocked many 'nests' in succession, the high wall on one side of the corridor A gap with red light was found.
"Is this here?" Bing Zhixie felt happy, her predicament finally changed. He did not touch the high wall easily, but hit the wall with a line of ice. The stone door of the wall slid open, and a deep high door appeared on the wall. He flew in, wondering if this was the way he came? Similarly, the door was about 150 meters deep. When he ran to the end, the dark abyss appeared in front of him again. When he moved towards the edge of the door to judge whether it was the high door he came in from, he felt an increasingly powerful force. Supporting his body.
"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 already being supported by gravity. He lifted it up and floated into the air: "Is this a passage?"
He stepped forward and he was already suspended above the abyss. The enhanced gravity pulled his body to float higher, and his speed also increased. Faster and faster.
"This..." Although Bing Zhixie was very alert, he did not feel any danger. 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 door open in the middle. stone gate. 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 visible to the left and right, but there are many columns under the corridor. These columns are all stone sculptures, with domes on their heads and feet on the ground. On both sides of the road, everyone looked 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 orange flames were floating in them. They all lit up the moment Bing Zhixie stepped here.
In 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 bricks. Inside the pillars of the wall, they sometimes suddenly emerge from the air. Bing Zhixie sensed that these buoyant fireflies exuded weak magic power, and reached out to hold the flying fireflies. The fireflies dispersed with a gentle "whoosh", and only a face was seen scattered. They suddenly appeared in the demonic fire and 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 As he encountered more flames, more faces appeared. Some were familiar, some were unfamiliar, and some were familiar but could not name them. These seemed to be the faces in his memory, the ones he had experienced and seen. The first person!
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 was gone again.
“Is this a memory corridor?” Bing Zhixie was surprised: “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 it was not ancient Phoenician. text.
"Well, these..." Bing Zhixie was extremely surprised when he saw the words on the light monument, and the story of the Qianling tribe and the fetal demon came to mind: "Isn't this what I saw in the ruins of the 'Fetal Demon' Ancient characters? ”
He Remembering that I had transcribed some texts inside and outside the Black Tiger Monument, I quickly found the notebook I copied at that time in my own alien space. I held them in my hands and compared them with each other. Although the contents of the texts were not quite the same, the writing style was the same. The text is exactly the same. This was something he never expected. Is there any connection between the Sand Temple and the Black Tiger Ancient Ruins? ?
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(End of this chapter)