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Xia Zuo rubbed his stomach, although he was a little hungry, but still within the tolerable range.So he decided to continue to devote his limited life to exploring the unknown.

However, it seems that the biggest bug in this room has been unintentionally excavated by them before. Although Xia Zuo also found many magic circle patterns that are not yet fully elegant on several walls, even if they can be recognized, it is because time is too long. Too long to start.

After confirming that the room is generally safe, Xia Zuo decided to go deeper.

After making such a decision, Xia Zuo hugged Xuelai.

That's right, hug again.

Faced with such a situation for the second time, the audience masters said that they have accepted "good" so much that they don't even want to vomit.

'Before I knew it, I got used to this channel being set by the princess in charge_(:3」∠)_'

A group of little angels lined up behind this, so I won’t go into details. In the words of a blue-letter goblin long forgotten by the author: “As long as Xue Zong and the up master feel happy, it’s fine︿(￣︶￣ )︿'.

Xia Zuo walked along the traces of the scattered skeletons and walked through the long corridor from the original lobby.

This probably used to be a temple-like building, and the structure inside seemed familiar, just like most temples in the world.In the long corridor, there are mottled paintings and burnt oil lamps hanging on the walls, and the dome is covered with cobwebs. On the marble floor, under the black ashlar, according to the usual practice, there are writings about those corpses buried underground. It is a pity that the handwriting has been blurred for a long time.In the atrium, all souls were completely silent, and the withered blades of grass whimpered softly in the cold wind.

Xia Zuo stood in front of a gate, and a few fragments of corpses scattered outside the stone gate attracted his attention.Obviously, apart from the fight in the lobby, a fierce fight also took place in front of this stone gate afterwards.

There seemed to be something written on the door, Xia Zuo hugged Xuelai, let him stand on the ground half leaning against himself, and then reached out to sweep the dust off the door.I saw the small handprint on it, and a line of small words written in strange characters underneath, which he had never seen before. Although he couldn't understand it, he felt something strange passing through his heart.

Xia Zuo stared at the strange text for three seconds, and suddenly felt inexplicably dazzled.He shook his head, and everything was back to normal, but when he looked at the stone door at this moment, he felt that the handprint was a little weird—it seemed to be exactly the size of his own palm?

indeed so.

When Xia Zuo was tentatively pressing down with his palm, suddenly, a strange chant sounded in Xia Zuo's ears.

Not only that, but Xue Lai, who has not opened his eyes at this time, and the future viewers who have the same perspective as Xia Zuo are also like this.

"If the Time of Flowing Water can go west, if it can go west..." This was the chanting that Xia Zuo heard.

"The ruthless years, the golden years, if you return to the past..." This is the whisper that Xuelai has heard.

In the next moment, starting from Xia Zuo's palm, all the rotten things fade away like a tide, the years are rebuilt, and the plain stones are renewed.

The plants and trees in the atrium stand up slowly from withering, the flowers are in full bloom, the birds are singing, the cobwebs on the dome building are gradually thinning out, and then become spotless. Slowly drip back.

During the change of light and shadow, the blackened handwriting on the stone gate turned into a fresh bright red, and the invisible hand slowly erased and restored the red handwriting, inch by inch, and in the rewinding time, there was an inch of helpless don't worry that infiltrated the onlookers.

When the Shimen was as bright as ever, it opened slowly with a "Ya Zhi", and the gentle and warm candlelight inside spread the small space.

The small room was arranged like a prayer room. A thin figure was kneeling in front of the altar. On the pure white sacrificial robe, pale golden dark patterns were delicately and low-keyly attached to it, flowing softly under the candlelight. of brilliance.

In the quiet prayer room, a thin young man fell on the ground, piously and silently meditating, time was passing quietly, but everything in the room seemed to be sealed, free from time and space.

At this time, one could hear the sound of golden swords and iron horses and soldiers clashing suddenly outside, and the constant rumble of magic and fighting spirit impacting the protective formation of the palace, and only the fragile marble buildings could be heard groaning in pain under the attack. |Chants.

The screams outside seem to be getting closer and closer. How long can those innocent and weak people survive with the protection of the temple itself?The man who prays does not know, but he can do nothing.He has his own responsibility, which is to wait for his God to give him a response.

Finally he received a response from the gods.

Borrowing the power of the gods, yes, but before that, make sure that the whole heart is completely pure, otherwise the pure light will burn him up.

The helpless poor believer, time does not allow him to hesitate.

In the end, he digs out that part of the soul with his own hands, about memory, about the past, as long as there is obscure filth, he will dig out, leaving the purest white.

But why?He just wanted to dig out the uncleanness in his heart, why did he dig more and more?Why is every ray of darkness in my heart always accompanied by the beauty that he cherishes, or why there is a gray shadow behind the beauty that he originally thought?

From reluctance at the beginning, to numbness, to indifference at the end.

Those emotions and desires that are beyond piety should not be retained. It is because of emotions and desires that so many crimes occur.he thought calmly.

Then, with holy and compassionate eyes, he turned his head and looked down at the once filthy self without knowing it, and sealed that filthy soul inch by inch.

It is obviously a lost feeling, obviously a filth that has been thrown away, but why is there an empty sadness in my heart when I slowly close the stone door?

The stone door was closed, the candles in the prayer room were extinguished as the oxygen burned out, and the room was plunged into darkness.The last light went out, and the abandoned souls waited silently in the silence.

So how can such a gentle person be willing to completely lose his past memories?

Although those memories contained the darkness of being rejected by the gods, they were the foundation of his flesh and blood!

The memory of being judged as filthy by the gods foolishly waited, waited, waited until the outside was quiet, and did not wait for his bright, compassionate half body to find him.

Finally, during the long wait, the original waiting turned into obsessive resentment.

Time passed inch by inch, the seal gradually weakened, and the dark soul slowly used this deserted temple for his own use. He found a way to use every inch of the magic circle left in the past from his memory. It needs a little improvement to become a devil's den that chooses people to eat.

Then use your consciousness to lure those stupid travelers to come, come on, come on, this place is so mysterious and treacherous, there must be countless ancient ruins, come on, come on, there are adventures waiting for you here!

Sure enough, someone came here beyond their means.

The adventurers came one by one, but were absorbed by the mysterious "forbidden place" and turned into nutrients for spiritual body strengthening.

Finally, the mutation here caught the attention of the big shot.They had endless interest in this mysterious treasure deep in the jungle.

so many people?

It doesn't matter, the black spirit body has inherited the calmness of the original consciousness. It only needs to add some modifications to the magic circle, and then add appropriate inducements, so that those strong people who rely on force can fight each other for higher benefits!

A small number of victors carried the head of the weak according to the guidance of the task. Of course, the head contained the soul crystals needed for the spiritual body to become stronger, and then broke through the difficulties one after another and came to him.

The last thing standing in front of them was this stone gate.

For the misty treasure, the adventurers kept breaking the seal of the stone gate, and inside the stone gate were black spirits laughing wildly and silently.Soon, soon!Soon he will be free!He will be able to find that ruthless kindness, and question that kindness who is so holy and compassionate, why he can abandon himself so relentlessly!

However, the seal on the stone gate was so difficult. They attacked repeatedly and cooperated with each other, but the progress was still difficult.

All right!wait!One day it will be conquered!

After all, the seal of Shimen will gradually wear out with the passage of time, but the desire of adventurers to win wealth can never be filled.

Finally, the door opened!

The golden seal appeared in a flash, and the next moment it was shattered into dismal pieces of gold leaf.

The exhausted adventurers laughed loudly. In this fairyland-like secret realm of the temple, they finally reached the last level!The black gemstone shining with mysterious luster on the altar is the reward for their hard work.

However, the moment the adventurers came into contact with the gem, their soul crystals, and the soul crystals of those companions they killed, turned into black smoke and were brutally sucked away by the gem.

The black evil consciousness was finally able to break free from this cage, and the originally indestructible golden seal shattered into the air with a slight struggle.

I am free.

however……

Are you free...?

The next moment, those shattered golden seals resurfaced and condensed into a light golden and transparent figure.Looking at that familiar figure, even the evil consciousness that condensed all evil thoughts couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.

It was that moment of trance, when everything was settled.But in a moment, that pale golden phantom turned into a net, completely enveloping the arrogant evil consciousness.The stone door was closed tightly with a "touch", and the two consciousnesses behind the door were quietly entangled, mixed with black and white that couldn't be more clearly distinguished, it was clear, if you want to hurt me, then let us disappear into this world together among.

Such pain has been going on for a long time, how sad, how lonely!

The grievances of evil consciousness echoed in the air: 'What did I do wrong?From the day I was born, I became the one who was abandoned. I just wanted to ask him openly, why it was so easy to abandon the past that belonged to us! '

'So, good traveler, will you - be my agent and set me free? ! '

As soon as the words fell, the evil consciousness and the good consciousness rushed in suddenly, and melted into the bodies of Xuelai and Xia Zuo respectively with lightning speed.

'Good traveler, you are so considerate. "Evil consciousness sounded in Xia Zuo's ear with a gentle and sweet tone, "You are not only a born child of light, you have a strong attraction to good consciousness, but you also coincidentally bring a pure body of darkness, strong and powerful." Fortify!This is wonderful! '