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"Dragon Cave", "Big Tortoise" is shrunk and sleeping, and the "Dragon King" is standing on the "Dragon Bed" with thief eyebrows, staring condescendingly at the black tortoise shell.

Yang Lingtian was counting the dense lines, which made his eyes dazzled, and he had no choice, and he didn't dare to climb onto the "big turtle", counting them one by one with his hand.

One, two......

Article 10, Article 20......

100, 200......

Time passed silently!

One second, two seconds......

One minute, two minutes......

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Yang Lingtian stared at the lines on the tortoise shell, the dark tortoise shell, the blood-colored lines, and he didn't feel surprised at all, but took it for granted, it should have been like this.

After his eyes and thoughts were placed on the tortoise shell, Yang Lingtian's whole person was attracted by its dense and winding "life lines".

When the first one began, there was no abnormality, and when he counted the tenth, he began to feel that the blood-colored lines were full of strange charm.

It was the brilliance of life, the brilliance of life, which seemed to shine with dazzling brilliance and shine beautifully.

When he counted to the hundredth, he only felt as if this was life, so dazzling, so charming, deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.

When he counted to the 300th, it was as if he saw the existence of "Tao and Reason", as if the true meaning of life was emerging.

The whole tortoise shell seems to have become a picture scroll, a historical atlas, and countless complex and esoteric lines have begun to emerge inexplicably, and it seems that many of them are twisting slightly and mischievously.

At this time, Yang Lingtian's pupils had been enlarged to the limit, and the whole person was like a demon, his whole body was focused on the tortoise shell, and his sense of the outside world was almost completely none.

If outsiders come to see at this time, they will find that Yang Lingtian is like a demon, stunned, standing quietly on the "dragon bed" alone, he just stares at the tortoise shell without any action.

If someone observes Yang Lingtian's eyes with the "Super Sky Eye", which integrates the exploration of life, energy, rays, etc., they will find something shocking.

I saw that its "endless" dilated pupils were full of whites of the eyes, and there was no other eye color, and at this time, the eyeballs and other organs magically disappeared.

But this is not the most shocking, and what is even more incredible is that on the whites of Yang Lingtian's two "endless" eyes, there are countless dense blood-colored symbols constantly twisting and floating.

These blood-colored symbols are like little tadpoles, little lives, very mischievous, as if they are constantly looking for their correct position; It's like they were in the right place, and the naughty "they" ran out naughtily.

Yang Lingtian's pupils began to be chaotic, becoming a playground for hundreds of "tadpoles".

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"Huh"

The big turtle that was "sleeping" quietly opened its eyes, and skimmed Yang Lingtian, who was in a daze, without a trace.

Seeing that he was looking at him like a fascination, the whole person was almost unconscious, and even the frequency of his chest rising and falling was a little wrong.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the "Big Turtle", because Yang Lingtian's current breathing rate was actually the same as his, and there was almost no difference.

You must know that the breathing rate of the "big turtle" is complex and abnormal, this is a habit it has developed for at least hundreds of years, and it has never seen the same, so I don't want to be strange today.

Yang Lingtian, who was in a daze, fell into the mysterious and mysterious "emptiness", and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

If we use a more scientific explanation, it is his brain, the "computer", that enters a "computing task".

And due to the difficulty of the calculation task and the huge amount of data, there was no result for a long time, and then it could be seen that Yang Lingtian's body had changed, from thick and ruddy to white, and then some muscles began to dry up and weaken, as if they had been liposuction.

This is the "computer" of the brain is running at full strength, but no one has pressed the "stop button", the energy of the brain has begun to be insufficient, and all the energy, energy, and nutrition of the whole body are all fully supplying the brain.

"Boom"

At this time, in Yang Lingtian's eyes, the sound of silently breaking through the air kept stirring back and forth, and it was the countless mysterious symbols that were mischievously "playing", and these blood-colored tadpole symbols were flickering at great speed.

It keeps changing into various forms and appearances, from the beginning of the slow, to now only the afterimage can be captured.

Flickering again and again, countless times, it seems that every blood-colored tadpole is desperately looking for its place, but it has never been found, and it is becoming more and more anxious.

In the outside world, Yang Lingtian at this time was still standing on the "dragon bed", no different from the original, the only difference was his body.

At this time, his body had changed greatly, the initial plump and ruddy was gone, and the whole person was almost close to a dehydrated dry corpse.

The people watching were really worried that he would completely fall down in the next second and turn into a dried corpse.

On the other side, the "big turtle" on the side was looking at Yang Lingtian with a solemn face, and his expression was a little anxious.

His eyes flickered, and he had a plan after thinking about it, and his forelimbs were slightly raised, intending to start moving his body, ready to interrupt Yang Lingtian's "calculation task" and press the button of the "stop button".

At this moment, Yang Lingtian's aura condensed slightly, and slowly changed.

The "big turtle" who was about to move his body couldn't help but put down his forelimbs and looked at Yang Lingtian fixedly, with a hint of surprise in his expression.

At this moment, the speed of the countless tadpoles in Yang Lingtian's eyes had soared to the extreme, and there seemed to be the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse in the stroke.

"Ding Ding Ding"

"Ding Ding Ding"

"Ding Ding Ding"

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At a certain moment, it seemed that countless crisp voices sounded on some unknown level, and they did not stop for a long time.

If you "listen" carefully, the sound should be three hundred, no more, no less, as many as the number of lines on the tortoise shell that Yang Ling has counted for days.

These "ding" sounds are unusually comfortable, just like "the long sword returns", "migratory birds return to the nest", and "the broken mirror is perfectly reunited", full of healing feelings, it is simply the gospel of countless obsessive-compulsive disorders.

If you look at Yang Lingtian's eyes again at this time, you will find that the mysterious blood-colored symbols are no longer moving, and the number of mysterious blood-colored symbols in the past is actually three hundred.

Three hundred blood-colored mystical symbols seemed to radiate the light of life, forming an unusually complex, mysterious, and profound shape.

The three hundred mysterious blood-colored symbols seem to be a triangle, and if you look closely, you want to see it clearly, but you don't know what shape it has become.

Trance-like, mysterious, indescribable, undesecrated, as if it should not be a "place" for "creatures" to set foot in, and even peeping seems to be a sin.

"Whew"

Yang Lingtian was in a daze, and opened his eyes leisurely, as if he didn't know what was going on, he only felt suddenly lost.

He remembered that he had just counted three hundred, and looked nostalgically at the remaining dense "life lines", and the three hundred had just counted about one-third and a little more.

My head was a little confused, as if I couldn't only count to three hundred......

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