Chapter Seventy-Five: Seventeen Numbers

The pair of wooden swords supported her slowly, the bottom of the abyss twisted and turned, the slope stood up, straight up and down, and she was wounded on the leg, and in a short time she was covered in sweat.

The structure of the bottom of the abyss is quite surprising, one mountain stone after another, stacked on top of each other, like a straight staircase, and the size of each mountain stone is getting smaller.

When you reach the smallest stone, the staircase turns sharply, and the stone becomes larger, then rises and decreases, and then it does so again at the bend.

He Yu only wished to learn the news of Shen Ling as soon as possible, and was flustered, and for a while he went around and around, and he was still spinning in place for a long time.

Walked to a moss-covered patterned stone, which he recognized as she had walked at least three times. The sound of running water is still audible, but if you continue like this, I am afraid that you will be trapped here.

He tried his best to endure the pain of broken bones, this stone ladder is probably the natural hanging soul ladder of the snow mountain, the stone ladders are intricately arranged, connected to each other, and there is no exit at all.

Seeing that there was no light in the sky overhead, and there was a thousand pounds of snow on it, even if it was burned with fire, it would melt for three years and five years, and it was impossible to fly out of it at this moment.

But the bottom of the abyss is such a bottomless pit with no head and no tail, it is really a desperate place to live, could it be that she was not crushed to death by the snow waves today, but she should be trapped and died here?

The terrible thing about the Soul Ladder is that you don't know how deep it will go up, and no matter how deep you go, you will still be spinning in place. There is no one else at the moment, and if you continue to delay like this, you will die sooner or later.

With a "bang", the two wooden swords extinguished their light for a long time and fell to the ground. He Yu also fell, and the broken bone reopened, almost fainting in pain.

The physical and mental torment couldn't help but make her angry, thinking that she and her half life had never harmed others, why did retribution come to her?

After a moment of depression, I thought that now that the emperor and queen outside have disappeared and the gods have withered, I don't know what kind of drastic changes I am facing, even if I am lucky enough to go out, I may not even be able to save the whole corpse one day. Although the abyss is endless, fortunately, it is peaceful and quiet, and no one disturbs it, but it is also a good place to bury.

Despite this, she was still unwilling to die here. If Shen Ling, Hongyi, or Elder Utu were all there, they would not be so embarrassed......

He Yan slammed his fist to the ground and re-raised the wooden sword. One, two, three...... Each stone staircase has seventeen layers of stones, each of which is the size of a palm smaller than the previous one, and the smallest stone always has serpentine yellow veins, as if caused by thousands of years of flooding.

But it's useless......

She walked hard for a while, and finally saw a half-man-high monument. The stele is also covered with serpentine yellow stripes, and there are several peeling snail seals engraved on it: Tibetan Yuanyuan.

The ancient seal was difficult to recognize, and he stared at it for a long time before he was sure that he was not mistaken.

Unexpectedly, this is the Tibetan Abyss, and such a mysterious place was found by her by mistake.

Legend has it that the ancient Yao number was created by a strange person who opened the world, and it was assigned to the direction of the seventeen yao to melt yin and nourish yang, which was secretly reasonable, and contained all kinds of changes in heaven and earth, so as to derive an incomparable huge power, and the world would support it.

Five hundred years ago, Yao Qi was short-lived in the great battle between Phi Fu and His Royal Highness Qing Ying, and then disappeared into the world, and it is very likely that it fell in this vast snow-capped mountain land.

He Yu thought that with his current skills, he was already lawless, and if he was asked to understand this knowledge left by his ancestors, the Six Realms would probably be destroyed in his hands. Now by chance, she discovered the Tibetan Yuan first, and she couldn't let Yao's power fall into the hands of that demon.

With that in mind, she moved closer and looked up and down the stele again. I saw that under the three big characters of "Tibetan Yuan", there were also a few lines of fly-headed small seals:

Heaven and earth are humble, and the universe is fixed.

The humble is Chen, and the noble and lowly are in the position.

There is constant movement, rigidity and softness.

Fang gathers by like, things by groups, and good and evil are born.

Formed in the sky, shaped in the earth, and the changes are seen.

He Yu only felt very beautiful when he read this string of words, the positive and negative sides of the world have always been intertwined, from the small morning and dusk to the moving mountains and waters, and the stars moving, everything is everywhere, and there is no way to escape this immutable law. Thinking that the ancestors spent their lives of wisdom to write these few sentences, the truth in them is really too much.

Suddenly, she was enlightened, this is the place where the abyss is hidden, and it is impossible to engrave some irrelevant words on the stone tablet for no reason. These words have a profound meaning, and perhaps they hint at the way out of trouble!

She was overjoyed for a while, but unfortunately the ink in her stomach was limited, and the words engraved on the stone tablet could only be understood superficially, and the deeper meaning was missing and could not be understood.

He Yan raised the wooden sword in the air, and the pale cyan light instantly overflowed a large area. Thinking that it was useless to stand here and think about it, she gritted her teeth and reconnected her leg bones, and struggled to climb onto the top of another wooden sword, and swam between the stone stairs again.

Each staircase narrows gradually, and then the next wide staircase suddenly opens up to the place where it dies, and then narrows again...... Wide to narrow, narrow to wide, isn't it the truth that the ancients said, "Peel off the pole and recover, and the object must be reversed"?

She grasped the reason, closed her eyes, and listened carefully to the intermittent sound of water droplets, one, two, three...... What should there be seventeen yaoshu, and the foot ...... She suddenly noticed that there were seventeen steps on each stone staircase under her feet.

The number of stone steps matched, and He Yan opened her eyes and stopped suddenly, her guess was also right!

But what's next?

Touching the four walls, there was really no mechanism or anything like that, and her thoughts were messy again. This feeling of meditating on my own is really tormenting, and after thinking about it for a while, I feel my scalp tingle.

Forget it! She pounded the mountain wall, anyway, it was a big deal to die whether she groped or not, let's take one step at a time.

The implication on the stele is that "heaven and earth are humble, and the universe is fixed", which means that what is not available in the distance feels mysterious and noble, and what is close and within reach is commonplace and familiar. As the saying goes, the far side of the world is close at hand, and the authorities are often blinded by appearances, obsessed with what is in front of them, and ignore the big opportunity.

He sat on the cold stone steps, could it be that the old ancestor hinted that the way out was right in front of me?

But the four walls are vast, the poor are extremely blocked, and where is there a way out!

Confused, she stared at the cylindrical rising cliff and picked up a dead branch and carved a painting on the ground. It's easy to draw a pentagram without a notch, but it's hard to draw an infinite loop ladder for the soul.

"Those who are blinded by appearances, obsessed with the present, and ignore the authorities of the big time......" She pondered this sentence repeatedly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration - if a person does not use his eyes to see things, will he not be deceived by appearances?

Whether it succeeds or not, you have to bet again.

He Yu summoned the pair of wooden swords back, tore off a strip of cloth from his coat and blindfolded his eyes, held the pair of wooden swords, and walked forward.

There was silence, and she meditated on the number of steps in her heart. One, two, three...... The stone steps are slowly narrowing and getting taller. Soon her left foot was on the seventeenth step, and when it was time to turn, she would take another step forward and pretend to be bleeding.

It was pitch black in front of her, and she took a deep breath and took another step forward—

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