It was getting late, the cold stars were beginning to appear, and from time to time the sound of wild beasts hunting could be heard in the distant darkness.

Chen Yi didn't come up with a reason for the whole day, so he could only give up, stand up, and prepare to leave.

The Transformation Dojo may be the closest reason to the heavens, under the faint starlight, compared to the other parties, it is a little brighter, and the handwriting left by the various generations of dragon riders is faintly visible in the night.

One last glance at it, imprinting some of the handwriting in his mind, Chen Yi turned around and took a step.

Suddenly, his feet, which had been lifted into mid-air, stopped, and just hung in mid-air.

"What is this?"

A trace of joy flashed across Chen Yi's face, and a hint of realization flashed in his mind, he, it seems, understood a word!

In the large piece of text left by Master Padmasambhava, it became three distinct pieces at this time, and the handwriting in the middle was glowing with starlight and fell within Chen Yi's pupils.

Chen Yi hurriedly stopped, turned back, squatted down as if he had seen a gold mine in the desert, and looked over excitedly.

The handwriting is like a butterfly, and it looks like a delicate flower, what is this?

He seemed to have caught something in his heart, but it slipped through his fingers, and the more anxious he was, the more elusive it became, like the sand on his fingertips, no matter what, the tighter he grasped, the faster it flowed.

Butterflies, flowers, butterflies, flowers......

Chen Yi muttered in his mouth, kept walking back and forth, and inserted his fingers into the roots of his hair......

The butterflies are beautiful, the flowers are also beautiful, no, no, Master Padmasambhava is a monk, and he has long understood the red ~ pink skull, so he will not carve this word in such a sacred place.

So what is it?

Unconsciously, Chen Yi's hand gradually became stronger, and his head hurt, but he didn't feel it, because all he thought about was the handwriting of the dragon and snake.

The relationship between butterflies and flowers, butterflies are pollinators and pollinate flowers......

"Not bad!"

Chen Yi screamed violently and jumped up, yes, that word means "medium"!

Butterflies and flowers coexist and coexist, flowers need butterfly pollination for reproduction, and butterflies also need to eat the nectar of flowers, both of which are indispensable.

Maybe it conveys more meaning than the word "medium", but Chen Yi couldn't think of so much for a while.

But this is already a huge progress, even a leap forward.

Many times, the hardest thing is not the last moment, it is precisely the entry, a threshold will keep many people outside, as long as you cross it, you will be flattened.

This is the case with Chen Yi now!

He was lying on the ground, pouting his ass very inelegantly, who the hell still pays attention to the image at this time, the stars are in the sky, the top of the snow-capped mountain, pay attention to the image to the ghost?

His mind was full of words left by Guru Padmasambhava!

There are so many handwritings left by Guru Padmasambhava, not every individual is a single word, but dozens of them form a single word, and the ones in the middle are just hiding people's eyes and ears.

From a discreet perspective, on the whole, these handwriting become three big characters.

He understood the one in the middle, and now began to study the first character, a myriad of dotted line strokes, forming a larger oracle-like bone-like thing, similar to the shape of the intent.

Bent and entangled, without losing the sense of heaviness, it is like a myriad of spiraling vines, circling a big tree......

Could it be that trees and vines are also symbiotic?

"No, no, three words in total, there can't be the same!"

Chen Yi muttered to himself, his brows furrowed tightly, and with thought on his face, he began to pace back and forth again.

What is it?

There was a light in his eyes, like a child seeing a toy, and the mathematician was excited when he encountered a strange problem, and he wanted to get his hands on it, and even more so to understand how to unravel it.

Chen Yixiang's head was about to explode, but he still couldn't think of it.

The first word can't be solved, the third word can't be solved, the same hieroglyphs, the same plausible, the same maddening.

The third word is more curved, but compared with the first, it is less heavy and stagnant, and more chic and elegant, as if it is a strip of silk blown in the wind, and like the fluttering clothes of a man in a robe.

The cold wind on the mountain blew one after another, and Chen Yi was hungry for a long time, without eating a little hot rice and soup, nor replenishing his energy, but he still did not feel a trace of hunger and cold.

Chen Yi cracked the text here, and his attention was all on it, even if he was hungry and thirsty, he couldn't feel it, but Qingli was different, this guy was a foodie, and the snow ape stared at him for an afternoon and half a night, and he had already put his heart on his back, similar to Chen Yi, they were all walking around, and they couldn't come in peace.

But the difference is that Chen Yi is because he can't read the words left by Master Padmasambhava, and Qingli is hungry!

The little guy grabbed the white snow anxiously, and even pulled out a piece of black rocks and soil underneath, and his eyes looked directly at the place where Chen Yi left, but he didn't appear.

The snow ape's eyes were also placed at the entrance of the dojo, his ears were pricked up, and he listened carefully to the movement inside, but his face was strange, this dragon rider was very different from other dragon riders, which of them didn't make earth-shattering movements when they entered, why didn't this one even make a sound?

It didn't go in, how did it know that other dragon riders came here to transform the Dao, and Chen Yi came here to crack the "Morse Code"!

At this time, Chen Yi was both happy and nervous, always feeling that he had grasped a little, but he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, as if he was caught in a fog, there was a big mountain in front of him, he knew that it was there, and he could see the slightest bit from the flowing fog, but he wanted to grasp the whole picture, but he couldn't do it anyway.

"Panic!"

At this moment, Qingli's impatient cry rang in Chen Yi's ears, pulling him back into the real world.

"It's ten o'clock?"

Looking at his watch, Chen Yi was startled, he didn't expect that a few hours had passed, and he stayed here for half a day and half a night.

"Gollum"

There was a protest in his stomach, and his stomach was twitching in demonstration, Chen Yi's face was not very good-looking, and he had a feeling of prostration.

Hungry, tired, completely tired with the brain, this phenomenon has not appeared for a long time, the last time it seemed to be when Luo Yan and Han Wenxue were calculating the fortune grid, this situation occurred.

"Panic!"

"Squeak!"

Qingli's voice came again, along with the cry of a snow ape.

Chen Yi's heart tightened, and hurriedly returned the same way, this little ancestor should not be hungry and stupid, go and provoke the snow ape, otherwise not only will he not be able to eat, but the control plate will be used as food by the snow ape.

Three steps and two steps to run back, Chen Yi didn't dare to delay, in case Qingli was really solved by the snow ape, I am afraid that he can only cry, and he has no hope of revenge.

A few steps swept past this enlightened Taoist with a diameter of dozens of meters, Chen Yi walked down the mountain, saw the figure of Qingxuan, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart, this hateful little thing is nothing serious, it is extremely boring, and it is messing with the snow ape in the guts, throwing a snowball over from time to time.

The snow ape was holding a long stick in his arms, grinning and threatening, but he didn't come forward to pack the goods, and the little guy did it again and again!

"Panic!"

Seeing Chen Yi come out, Qingli's eyes immediately widened, staring directly at the backpack behind him, shining brightly.

"Squeak!"

The snow ape was obviously stunned, shouted at Chen Yi twice, and then drew the brush with both hands, making strange movements continuously.

"Brother Ape, what do you mean by this, can it be more obvious, I don't understand!"

Chen Yi looked at it for a long time, as if he had cracked the last two words left by Master Padmasambhava, and he didn't understand it.

The snow ape scratched its ears and cheeks for a long time, its eyes rolled and rolled, and suddenly jumped up, jumped four or five meters high, and pointed to the sky after falling to the ground.

Chen Yi frowned and asked tentatively, "You said heaven?"

"Squeak!"

Snow Ape nodded, shook his head again, and made that gesture again.

Chen Yi met the snow ape's expectant gaze and said slowly, "You mean the Dao?"

"Drink!"

With joy on his face, the snow ape let out a strange laugh, and slapped Chen Yi on the shoulder a few times with his furry paws.

Chen Yi understood, and said with a smile, "Brother Ape, you misunderstood, I just came here to take a look, not to transform the Dao, my cultivation is not enough, I will come again in the future." ”

"Squeak"

The snow ape seemed to understand Chen Yi's words, and gestured strangely in front of Chen Yi......

"Wait!"

Chen Yi suddenly shouted, and the frightened snow ape jumped away, looking at this crazy thing strangely.

"Yes, haha, yes, the last word is Huadao, not Feitian, Brother Ape, I want to thank you, come, drink a cup of Erguotou......"