Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

Suddenly, Qin Yangming felt dizzy, and in the dark, he saw countless strange things attacking him.

Those strange things crawled up his body and entangled around him. Countless hands emerged from the ground and tightly grabbed every part of his body, trying to pull him into the abyss.

Qin Yangming closed his eyes tightly and concentrated his energy on resisting those strange invasions.

After a long time, he felt very tired, as if he had just fought a great battle.

He knew in his heart that he was being invaded by something strange.

Qin Yangming came back to his senses and immediately checked every part of his soul.

He suddenly discovered that he had grown a beard on his face!

As a sequencer of the evil path, he is devoted to light and is bound to be corroded by the weirdness.

Qin Yangming knew that for him, the process of being completely eroded by the weirdness must be quite fast.

"Ming! You!"

Lin Ruge felt very uncomfortable when she saw Qin Yangming's appearance at this moment.

She walked forward and wanted to hug Qin Yangming and pass her warmth to him, but found that her raised arms passed through Qin Yangming's illusory body.

She could no longer touch Qin Yangming.

Qin Yangming looked at the people with worried eyes, smiled and said:

"Don't worry too much..."

“This is my path…”

Lin Ruge said anxiously:

"Don't worry too much!"

"You're already like this, aren't you worried?"

Qin Yangming was stunned as he looked at Lin Ruge's red eyes.

Lin Ruge took out the handkerchief.

She waved her handkerchief and said to Qin Yangming:

"Do you know what this handkerchief means?"

Qin Yangming once again saw the green bamboo and the line of small words on the handkerchief.

Don't miss me.

Seeing that Qin Yangming still did not get enlightened, Lin Ruge stamped her feet in anger and said:

"Don't miss me, old Pa!"

"I'm just worried that you don't miss me, asshole!"

"But when I thought of you, you had become like this..."

Lin Ruge sobbed, and her sadness infected everyone.

Qin Yangming looked at everyone and secretly made up his mind.

"Let's go to heaven together and take a look."

Qin Yangming Dao.

Everyone nodded.

Soon, they found a secret passage leading to the mountains in the sky in Xishi's mansion.

The secret passage is a staircase leading to heaven, inclined at an angle of eighty degrees to the ground, leading directly to the king's palace.

Everyone accompanied Qin Yangming and took one step at a time.

Qin Yangming floated above the crowd, looking at the extremely familiar steps, he thought of the prophecy again.

Nine-story Tower of Babel.

Each layer is different.

Those who climb the stairs,

Only then can you liberate all living beings.

In the end, he still couldn't solve the prophecy.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived in front of the king's bedroom.

There is a large plaque on the bedroom with the two big characters "Heart Palace" inscribed on it.

Heart Palace.

Why is it called the Heart Palace?

Some people looked at the magnificent hall and marveled at it.

"How was such a magnificent palace built?"

"This is heaven, and the only access is that narrow staircase. To build such a magnificent palace requires a lot of large materials."

“How were those materials transported up here?”

"And why is this place called the Heart Palace? It doesn't fit the character of that arrogant king..."

Qin Yangming heard Liu Qiang say:

"When I was exploring the geological features here, I found that the outline here is like a heart!"

"heart?"

"Yes, the outline of the Egg City is similar to a heart. You can even distinguish the left atrium and the right atrium."

Everyone was surprised and started discussing it.

Soon, they arrived at the location of the throne of thorns.

"But there is no door here that he said?"

Everyone looked at the empty wall, puzzled.

At this time, the genius poet and painter went crazy and said:

"Right there, right there!"

She pointed at the wall frantically.

Everyone looked closer in the direction of Shihua's finger and found a very faint outline of a door, as if it had been painted on.

Someone reached out to touch it, but drew his hand back like lightning.

"What's wrong?!"

“I see, they’re looking at me!”

"Who? Who's looking at you?!"

"They are huge and suspended in the sky!"

"Their eyes seemed to be filled with endless confusion and violence. No, I don't know if what I saw were their eyes..."

"Maybe just one of their organs?"

Some people didn't believe it and put their hands on it.

But this person's reaction was bigger and more intense than the previous one.

He covered his head and rolled around on the ground frantically, hitting his head with his hands continuously, as if trying to expel something from his mind.

Only after everyone comforted him did he slowly calm down.

The genius poet laughed and said loudly:

"I see!"

"Only I can touch this door!"

"Only a genius like me can touch it!"

As she spoke, she walked straight to the door and fearlessly placed her hand on it.

The miraculous thing was that she didn't bounce away instantly like the two people before her.

Instead, he stood there quietly, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he was feeling something.

"Poetry and painting..."

Lin Ruge couldn't help but feel a little worried when she saw this scene.

However, Shihua seemed to have not heard Lin Ruge's call at all. She had been immersed in another world.

Everyone held their breath in silence, nervously waiting for the poem and painting.

After a long time, Shihua finally took her hand away from the door.

She ignored the curious looks of others and continued to talk:

"This door is very important, you must check it out!"

Everyone's breathing became rapid.

She then added:

"But to open this door, a special kind of blood is needed."

"That blood is full of divinity. Compared to those contained objects, it is so peaceful and tranquil, as if it can nourish all things."

Qin Yangming understood the description of the poem and painting, and he murmured:

"It's the blood of an immortal."

Only the blood of immortals has this effect.

"Yes, it's the blood of the immortal!"

Shihua said excitedly.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never even seen what an immortal looked like, so where could they find the so-called blood of an immortal?

Qin Yangming remembered the scene he saw with his divine eye.

At that time, he was still sleeping in the hibernation chamber, and a shelter broke in there.

In order to protect himself, a drop of golden blood was separated from Qin Yangming and given to a human being.

In other words, Qin Yangming's blood is most likely the blood of an immortal.

But now Qin Yangming's flesh and blood are long gone, and he only has three souls and six spirits left. Where can he find his blood?

There was still some on the talisman he drew with his heart's essence and blood, but it was no longer usable.

Suddenly, Qin Yangming saw a familiar person in the crowd.

虹。

How did he come here?

Although Qin Yangming was confused, he found a solution.

"Hong! We need to use some of your blood!"