Chapter 11: The Changed Fate

As the expression on Liu Dong's face became more and more relaxed, the frequency of his breathing became longer and longer. If you take off the white shirt that Liu Dong is wearing now, you can clearly see that under his bronzed skin, there seems to be a long snake-like gas, starting from the dantian part, swimming up and down the whole body.

At this moment, the interior of the bedroom also became quiet, and an indescribable aura slowly emanated from Liu Dong's body. Suddenly, as if sensing the special aura emanating from Liu Dong's body, a pale yellow halo slowly emanated from under his bed, and then the yellow halo seemed to wake up from something and became stronger and stronger, and soon a rich and soft yellow light, irregular shape, the size of a dragon's eye beads slowly rose from the bottom of the bed, and the bed board, futon and mat spread on the top did not seem to exist zài, the slightest could not stop this yellow orb, I saw it slowly rising, Then he hovered in the air half a foot above Liu Dong's head.

Fortunately, there was no one else in this room except Liu Dong, who had fallen into a state of awakening and knew nothing about the outside world, otherwise anyone who saw this strange scene would probably have to be frightened and faint.

At this moment, under the rich yellow light, Liu Dong, who was meditating cross-legged, was as solemn as a Buddhist monk.

However, after a while, the yellow brilliance that illuminated the entire bedroom, and even the sunlight outside the window was blocked, suddenly flashed, and it was all bundled into the irregular bead, and this yellow orb the size of a dragon's tooth, after a few rotations, suddenly fell and drilled into the Baihui acupoint above Liu Dong's head.

Disturbed by this, Liu Dong's body trembled suddenly, and his face trembled, but he didn't open his eyes. Soon, however, a sharp pain welled up in his head, and he could no longer keep his composure.

"Damn, what's going on? Why does my head hurt so much? Holding his head with both hands, Liu Dong, who grinned his teeth, thought to himself.

However, before he could think about it, a sharp pain from the center of his eyebrows made him faint gorgeously.

"Uh......!" I don't know how long it took, after Liu Dong unconsciously snorted in his mouth, he slowly opened his eyes. As the confused look in his eyes faded, he also remembered why he had fainted.

'Pong', sat up from the bed, immediately reached out and touched his head, and then looked at his whole body, and found that he was indeed not missing arms or legs, and all the parts that should be there were also there, Liu Dong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"What the hell was going on? Why do you suddenly have such a headache? After touching his eyebrows and finding that there was really nothing unusual, Liu Dong couldn't help but think.

"Well, no! What's going on? Before he could figure out what the sharp pain was all about, the abnormality in front of him made him a little stunned.

Liu Dong looked out the window with some disgust, and after being stunned for a while, he looked at his room with some mechanical pretenses, and after repeating this several times, he was finally convinced that he really didn't turn on the light. But it was precisely because of this that he was even more surprised in his heart.

Because at this moment, he found that the street lights in the outer community had been turned on, and the urban area in the distance was even more bright, and it was obvious that it was already night. But on the contrary, within two meters of his eyes, it was as bright as day, and two meters away it was pitch black. And he had just made sure that he hadn't turned on the lights.

But before he could figure out what was going on, when he unconsciously looked down and thought, he suddenly found that the wooden bed under him, the suitcase under the bed, and even the floor and cement compartment were peeled off layer by layer to reveal it in his eyes like a white mist. 'Perspective', these two words suddenly popped up in Liu Dong's mind.

At this moment, a rich white light rushed up from under him, and the bright but not dazzling light made Liu Dong subconsciously close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that from the box under the bed, it should be said that from the octagonal relics pagoda that he had just picked up today, a rich white light rose up, and the white light rushed up eight feet, which was eye-catching and obvious in Liu Dong's eyes. Soon he realized that the white light he had just seen was it.

Frowning fiercely, Liu Dong couldn't help but tap his forehead vigorously, and a strange look appeared on his face, because just after he saw this white light, he suddenly realized, or felt that a space about the size of a cube appeared in his mind, which can also be said to be his head.

This weird feeling made Liu Dong can't help but pat the back of his head, but this space not only did not disappear with his movements, but became a little clearer. It was as if he could touch it just by stretching out his hand.

At this moment, an inexplicable feeling that he could control all the qiē in this inexplicable space appeared in his heart.

"What the hell is going on?" Liu Dong's expression was blank, and his eyes were dull to think.

Time passed little by little, ten minutes, or half an hour, Liu Dong, who was immersed in his thoughts, did not notice the passage of time. 'Whew', closed his eyes, and after taking a deep breath, Liu Dong slowly spit it out, the past 20 years of life experience and the meditation kung fu that he had cultivated over the years made him come back from his stunned.

Then Liu Dong, who had a trace of apprehension on his face, stretched out his right hand, which was obviously trembling, and touched the golden silk nanmu carbonized wood that he put on the writing desk and was about to carve.

Soon, the next magical scene happened, and I saw that this gloomy wood, which was nearly two feet high and twenty centimeters in diameter, suddenly disappeared like a bubble in the water. It's as if it never existed.

"Is that really the case?" Liu Dong looked at it with a complicated expression, or realized that in the space that appeared in his mind for some reason, he saw that the missing piece of carbonized wood appeared in it. Then the thought in his head moved, and the vanished carbonized wood reappeared in its hand. After doing this again and again, Liu Dong finally determined that this unknown space that inexplicably appeared in his mind was under his own control.

"Is this what it's called an ability?" Liu Dong said to himself with a hint of surprise in his expression. Although he didn't believe much in the existence of the supernatural ability mentioned in the newspapers and magazines before, this magical scene that happened to him today made Liu Dong have to believe it.

Soon, he bent down again and took out the small eight-sided relic stupa from the old suitcase under his bed. After putting it in his hand and looking at it for a while, Liu Dong's right hand pinched the spire of the top layer of monk's hat style, and then twisted it hard, and then rotated clockwise a few times, the eaves of the tower fell into Liu Dong's hand, and then a hole about seven or eight centimeters deep inside the small tower appeared in his eyes, and inside this small tower space stood a delicate lotus throne with eight lotus leaves, all made of gold, and there was an irregular depression on the lotus throne, and it could be seen that there was something precious here. But it's definitely not there now!

However, after seeing this depression, Liu Dong's face changed, as if he realized something, and soon the orb that was suspended irregularly in the space in his mind and emitted a rich yellow light appeared in his mind.

"Uncle Wang of the Ming Dynasty carved the lotus-patterned octagonal relics pagoda!" A line of words shining with rich golden light suddenly emerged from the unknown orb in Liu Dong's mind.

"What is this?" Liu Dong looked stunned for a moment, then looked at the pagoda in his hand, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that?" ”