Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Sure enough, after some exploration, the warriors discovered anomalies that co-existed in these secret rooms.

There is a Buddhist scripture.

This is something that the secret room on the third floor does not have.

The biggest difference between the third floor and the fourth floor is that one is detaining Deadpool, and the other is detaining mixed races.

Chen Jiumo curiously opened a Buddhist scriptures, all of which were written in Sanskrit, in his eyes, they were like ghost symbols, and he couldn't understand anything at all.

Yuanyuan blinked strangely.

"This is……"

"What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoqiang noticed Yuanyuan's situation and cast his gaze.

"I've seen these words before."

Su Xiaoqiang suddenly became interested.

"Master, have you seen it? Where is it? When?"

At this time, what the dancers didn't know was that the hunter website and the night watchman forum had already quarreled, and all kinds of texts to vent their emotions quickly swiped across the screen, just because at this critical moment, the live broadcast actually turned to elsewhere.

The picture is filled with painted ceilings, but damn it, they are not interested in these paintings at all, scriptures!They want to read the content of Buddhist scriptures!
Any fool can see that there is a problem with these Buddhist scriptures. After all, Tantric Buddhism is a powerful mixed-race organization. Their achievements must be of great value. All Buddhist scriptures were recorded.

At this moment, you turned the camera and aimed at the ceiling, what are you doing!
Play people!
The mixed races threatened the photographer who didn't know who they were, and used all the words they could think of. All kinds of beautiful world languages ​​were brilliant and dazzling.

But it didn't work.

After all, he did the thing of silently controlling the live broadcast of the Hunter website. The person behind the scenes is both mysterious and powerful. From the beginning to the present, he has not said a single word, and the screen also chooses the angle of view according to his heart. As for watching What the live-streaming half-breeds think, come on, who cares?
People of mixed race with smart steps, they quickly realized that since the mysterious person chose to change the live broadcast angle, there must be something that cannot be seen by the outside world. The Buddhist scriptures in it.

It can be regarded as verifying the importance of these Buddhist scriptures from the side.

At this time, they heard the conversation between Su Xiaoqiang and Yuanyuan.

Where have you seen it?
Like Su Xiaoqiang, the mixed-races were immediately aroused in interest.

They were very curious about where Yuanyuan had read these Buddhist scriptures.

All of them pricked up their ears.

Then they heard it.

Very upbeat and rhythmic background music.

An uncle sang there.

"Makabaka, Makabaka..."

The comment area, which was still frantically swiping the screen before, suddenly fell silent.

The expressions of the mixed-race people in front of the screen are all indescribable.

Or be at a loss.

They really never thought that they would hear this.

After a long time, a word finally came out tremblingly.

"Can anyone explain, what is this?"

Then someone actually responded.

"If you heard me right, it should be the Garden Baby."

Silence for a long time.

"Go to your garden baby!"

In the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, the potato chip girl who was only wrapped in a bath towel was laughing, her two long white legs were kicking wildly, Jiude Mai listened to the sound coming from the other side of the earphone. Movement, could not help but raise the corners of his mouth.

This friend of mine...

There was a loud bang.

Jiu De Mai frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"What's the matter, potato chips."

"Answer me, potato chips!"

In the presidential suite, the potato chip girl who fell off the chair due to excessive excitement covered a certain part of her body.

Her voice was crying. ,

"The chest...the chest fell flat!"

Jiu De Mai:  …

Yuanyuan and Su Xiaoqiang were unaware of the series of farces happening outside at this moment.

They are still reading Buddhist scriptures.

Yuanyuan thought about it and finally made a decision.

"It's that, the eight-armed monster."

When Yuanyuan first entered the palace complex of the Tantric School, she encountered an eight-armed guardian who was far more powerful than an ordinary dead waiter, but in the end she still died by her sword.

Yuanyuan still remembered the appearance of the eight-armed guardian. The body of the other party was covered with engraved Sanskrit characters, which made people lose their minds just by looking at it. However, what he met was Yuanyuan. Not enough to watch.

Even so, Yuanyuan still left a deep impression on the Sanskrit on the body of the Dharma Protector. Until now, when she read the Buddhist scriptures, she felt a sense of familiarity. on the content.

"The monster?"

Su Xiaoqiang nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, some warriors read the Sanskrit text from beginning to end.

puff.

They immediately raised their heads and followed the prestige.

It was a martial artist. The movement just now was caused by him sitting on the ground. At this moment, he was covering his head and shaking vigorously. His eyebrows were tightly knit together, and his expression seemed to be very painful.

"what happened?"

Wang Chao, who was closest to him, supported his shoulders and handed him the water bottle.

The warrior didn't drink, and didn't respond to Wang Chao's behavior. He just stared blankly at the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, as if the Sanskrit text on it had some special magical power, and it attracted his attention firmly like a whirlpool. How could he escape? There is no escape.

Wang Chao frowned, even a dull person could see that something was wrong.

It seems to be a spiritual influence. Looking around, he suddenly felt troublesome. There is no one here who practices spiritually inclined exercises such as Mengbu or Huanbu. Inclination to skills, if you use the words of the game to describe it, it is an absolute late-stage career. The later, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the power.

And the people like them are no more than the peak of body training. In the late stage of the game, if you put it in the realm of martial arts, that is the cultivation base of Waigang. It is not that no one in the Children's Palace Kyushu has practiced the skills of the Dream Department and the Fantasy Department, but with them The current combat strength is really not suitable for participating in this operation, so none of them came. After all, the stage that belongs to them is in the future, and there is no rush.

It's just that they didn't expect at the beginning that there is actually a way to affect the spirit in the esoteric sect. Didn't the materials say that the spirit is a way that belongs exclusively to pure-blooded dragons?

In fact, this is the battlefield, and no matter how careful the plan is, it cannot cover all the possibilities.

The battlefield is a place where anything is possible.

Now that they have really walked in a circle, the increased experience and experience cannot be given by more books and discussions.

"Let me do it."

It was Yuanyuan who spoke.

Hearing this, the warriors subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Just like the mixed races in Kassel have subconsciously relied on Lu Mingfei.

The warriors of the Children's Palace also planted their trust in Yuanyuan subconsciously.

Even this trust has reached a level that is close to blind.

In their view, as long as the elder sister takes action, there is nothing that cannot be done.

This is the image created by Yuanyuan's performance again and again.

And this time too.

Yuanyuan contemplated for a moment, then she slowly put her hand on the sword facing her fellow disciple who was attracted by the Buddhist scriptures.

The warriors watching this scene seemed to have hallucinations.

In their eyes, the eldest sister seemed to have disappeared, and only a sharp sword remained in her original position.

The sense of existence of that sword is so strong, and the form of existence is so special, no matter whether you open your eyes or close them, you can clearly perceive its position and shape.

Some warriors tried hard to see the appearance of this sword, but no matter whether they opened their eyes wide or tried their best, they couldn't. The surrounding of this sword was like a layer of chaotic fog, ethereal and hazy.

But at the same time, a feeling appeared in the hearts of the warriors.

This sword is Senior Sister, and Senior Sister is this sword.

In the next second, the sword moved.

A moment of silence.

It seems that even chaos can be separated.

Under the shocked eyes of the warriors, the sword slashed straight ahead.

That's their classmate.

Chen Jiumo was about to exclaim and stop the elder sister.

But don't have to.

Yuanyuan's sword stopped.

Will stop at the eyebrows of the same door.

Looking at the same door again, the expression in his eyes changed for a while, struggling between clarity and chaos, finally at a certain moment, all the confusion of chaos disappeared, leaving only clarity.

He let out a long breath like the rest of his life.

"Thank you, big sister."

He nodded gratefully to Yuanyuan.

"You're welcome."

The warriors were still immersed in the shock of the previous scene, and they all looked at their elder sister in unison, and suddenly found that Yuanyuan's sword was still in its sheath. In the spiritual world, but in reality, Yuanyuan has not drawn her sword.

They suddenly remembered what Lu Mingfei had said about the Heart Sword in class, could it be that what the elder sister used just now was the Heart Sword method?

"what happened to you?"

Yuanyuan asked the same door.

The martial artist still had lingering fears in his heart. He glanced at the Buddhist scriptures with fear, and then looked away like an electric shock.

After calming down a bit and organizing his words, he spoke slowly.

"That's right, Ma'am."

In his description, the culprit is this Buddhist scripture. Because of family reasons, he can understand Sanskrit, so after reading the entire content of the Buddhist scripture, he was influenced by this book.

It was as if there was a voice whispering in his ear, talking about some of the darkest and most ulterior desires in his heart, and even creating scenes of these desires coming true in front of him, wine ponds and meat forests, three thousand beauties, he just felt Forgot everything, an instinctive desire rose from the bottom of my heart, that voice kept urging him to do all of this, to get all of this, they and them, all of them belonged to you.

And the weirdest thing was that the whispering in his ear was clearly his own voice.

After listening to his description, the warriors fell into deep thought.

After discussion, they came up with several conjectures.

First of all, there is no doubt that Buddhist scriptures can affect the spirit in some way.

The question is what is the mechanism by which Buddhist scriptures affect the spirit?
What conditions need to be met?
One conjecture is that one must understand its meaning, that is, understand Sanskrit, and then read the full text on this basis.

The warriors made an attempt to let a person who does not understand Sanskrit read the Buddhist scriptures, even if they did not write a single word from the beginning to the end, it still had no effect in the end.

So this conjecture is very likely.

Su Xiaoqiang proposed a new condition.

It is spiritual power.

She believes that even if a person understands Sanskrit and reads the whole text, if the spirit is strong enough, it can be done without any influence.

As for how to prove it, the eyes of the warriors all turned to their elder sister.

Yuanyuan blinked blankly.

To prove it, the method is also very simple, ask the unlucky fellow who was recruited to explain the main idea of ​​the scriptures to Yuanyuan alone, and at the same time, Yuanyuan reads the original text, doing both to see what happens.

They thought it was a foolproof thing.

I never thought about it, but in the end there was an accident.

Yuanyuan's gaze was fixed on the last page of the Buddhist scriptures, and she remained motionless, as if her spirit had really been affected.

The warriors exchanged glances silently, their expressions gradually became solemn, and the air became thicker.

How is this going?

Elder Sister, she is...

Just when they were about to take action, Yuanyuan moved.

she said confused.

"That's weird... imagine the picture."

None of the warriors responded.

What is... such a strange visualization picture?

Isn't the elder sister reading Buddhist scriptures?

What does it have to do with our martial arts visualization?
But soon someone came back to it.

A bizarre and bold idea came to mind.

Wait, could it be... Eldest Sister has seen the vision of our martial arts in the Buddhist scriptures!
This thing is just crazy.

Warriors are no strangers to visualizing images, this is the method they use in meditation during body training, and it is a necessary step for the unity of spirit, energy and spirit to cultivate strength.

But this is the esoteric sect, it is a refuge, and all the people encountered along the way are either mixed races or dead waiters. How could their martial arts methods appear here!
Yuanyuan is also struggling with this problem.

One person thought for a long time but didn't come up with a reason, so he simply called Su Xiaoqiang, Wang Chao and others, and repeated the previous steps.

but no.

All the warriors present tried it again, except that the spirit was affected, no one saw any visualization.

Every time a person's spirit is affected, Yuanyuan will unleash Yixin Sword once.

On the whole, Yuanyuan is the most special one, she will not be affected, but directly saw the weird visualization image.

After thinking about it, there is.

Yuanyuan carves the imaginary picture she saw on the ground.

The warriors concentrated their attention.

One stroke, two strokes, three strokes...

The warriors finally realized why the elder sister would describe this visualization as weird.

They have read a lot of martial arts classics. After all, there is such a generous teacher. Lu Mingfei never hides knowledge. On the contrary, he wished you could empty all the martial arts classics in his head.

Therefore, after a lot of reading, the dancers have a basic idea of ​​what a visualization is.

But what Yuanyuan drew is too weird.

All the visual images refer to certain aspects, such as Jinwu, Huangliang, and Leigong.

But this one hidden in the Buddhist scriptures does not have any reference at all.

It's just a mess.

It can't even be described as chaos.

What a noble concept chaos is, the beginning of all things, the existence of all things, and the nothingness of nothing.

And this garbled code is just disorder, just depravity.

If you really want to use something to describe it.

It is estimated that this is the only one.

Fallen.