glamorous ghost wife

Chapter 104 The Land of Inheritance
The protective force on the bookshelf is very strong. Even though my current strength has surpassed by a lot before, I still cannot break through the barrier of this force with my physical strength alone.

I snorted coldly, the Qi in my body circulated rapidly, and the faint purple light on the palm of my hand flashed, directly breaking through the invisible force.

The moment I broke the invisible force on the bookshelf, I felt a strange force pouring into my body directly, going straight to the depths of my mind.

My consciousness was in a trance for a while, my whole body trembled suddenly, and the scene in front of me changed drastically.At this time, the whole person is in a special space, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, empty and boundless, only myself here.

Is this a fantasy?

No, this is not an illusion, it seems to be a special space.

Here, there is a certain kind of strong power, which is exactly the same as the power I sensed when I first entered this tower.

Just when I was puzzled and shocked, an old voice sounded in this white and boundless space, as if it came from the eternal time and space, the ethereal voice could not be traced.

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things... Dan Dao, that is, three gives birth to two, two returns to one, and one joins the Tao. With pure yang as the foundation, return to one for use, and the law of not departing from the great way..."

This misty and old voice kept coming, like chanting scriptures.

As the sound entered my ears, a special picture seemed to appear in front of my eyes. It was an old man in front of a huge bronze tripod. I couldn't see his face clearly.

The old man put some things into the copper tripod, flames rose under the tripod, the old man's technique changed, like a butterfly piercing flowers, after a while, round pills that radiated light floated out of the tripod.

All this is mysterious and mysterious. I can see and think, but I can't make the slightest sound, and I can't move my body.The old man in the picture seemed to be demonstrating for me. The technique was quick, but it was deeply imprinted in my mind.

There is also that ethereal voice, which seems to contain some kind of truth of heaven and earth, which makes me understand, but at the same time I don't understand anything, I don't understand, it's a very contradictory feeling.

I don't know how long it took, my consciousness was in a trance again, and I broke away from that white space in an instant.

The ethereal voice disappeared, and so did the blurry picture. I returned to the many bookshelves on this floor, and there seemed to be a lot of things in my head, staring blankly at the bookshelf in front of me.

On this bookshelf, there are some bottles and jars. I looked at these bottles and jars and murmured, "Dao of alchemy? The method of alchemy? What the hell!"

On this bookshelf, among those bottles and jars, there are obviously some so-called pills.The scene just now was like a dream. I could clearly feel that there was something extra in my head, but I didn't understand it at all.Those things seem to be some kind of huge information, hidden in the depths of my mind, and I don't know when it will be discovered.

After pondering for a while, I am curious about these bookshelves on this floor, which are somewhat like the treasures of a mysterious Taoist sect.Although these things on the bookshelf look ordinary, I feel that they should all be some very remarkable things.

This one bookshelf conveyed these inexplicable messages to my mind, will other bookshelves do the same?
I didn't touch anything on this bookshelf. Even if I knew that the pills in these bottles and jars were probably very valuable or had magical effects, I didn't have any intention of keeping them for myself.

Now I just want to find the master's clues as soon as possible, and I didn't stay in front of this bookshelf for a long time.

I came to another bookshelf. There were some small weapons on this bookshelf, like a tiny model exhibition. All the weapons seemed to be shrunk countless times.

These tiny weapons look very simple, as if they have experienced countless years of wind and frost, and some of them have been damaged.

In the same way, I directly used the Qi in my body to break through the inexplicable power defense on the bookshelf, and a special force rushed directly into my body, and my consciousness was in a trance again.

I came to that white space again. With previous experience, I didn't panic and waited quietly.

A few seconds later, the old voice that seemed to come from the eternal time and space reappeared.

"The Way of Artifacts, the Long Wheel of Fate, Overwhelming Heaven and Earth's Creation, Acting Against the Heavens..."

A picture appeared in front of me, it was still the old man, and I still couldn't see his face clearly.He stood in a place where weapons were smelted, and weapons flew out of his hands, like living creatures, dazzling, competing with the heaven and the earth.

In the same way, listening to that old voice and watching the old man's actions, an inexplicable message came into the depths of my mind again, which is the core of the way of refining weapons, but I can't understand it now.

This kind of information was forced into my mind, and I couldn't resist it.

I don't know how long it took, I escaped from that white space, and returned to the bookshelf full of pocket weapons.

I rubbed my swollen head, although I felt that the inexplicable extra things in my head should be some very important and precious information, but for me now, it is of no use at all.

In the next period of time, I tried all the other bookshelves, and kept entering the white space, and the misty and vicissitudes of life kept ringing in my ears.The huge flow of information almost burst my head, and there were a lot of weird information in my head, but there was no way to leave here, and there was no clue about Master and the others.

Just when I came to the penultimate bookshelf, there were footsteps behind me, mixed with some surprised whispers.

Turning around, I saw that the old man in black had already come up. Besides them, there were Lu Qi and a few people who came from the Black Jazz Bar. Their speed was not slow.

There are not many people, less than 20 people in total. It is estimated that the remaining people are still struggling below, and it is difficult to hope to come up.

These people can be regarded as the strongest group of people among our three parties.

After seeing the bookshelves on this floor, the reactions of these people were similar to when I came here before, and they were basically a little surprised.

"Is this the top floor of the tower?"

"I always feel that something is wrong! Where are the people who came in before us?"

When some people were puzzled, the old man in black and the others quickly walked towards the bookshelf full of pills, and then looked at the things on the other bookshelves around them. Even a fool can see it, and can't hide it at all.

"This is indeed the place where the Taoism of the Shangqing was passed on, and here is the unique imprint of our lineage!" The old man in black pointed at the bookshelves and said in a trembling voice with excitement.

Only then did I notice that there was a strange rune engraved on each bookshelf, and this strange rune was very similar to the last rune recorded on the last page of Jiang Chen's diary.

(End of this chapter)