Lu Qing firmly believes that there is some kind of supreme existence in this world, he or they have thousands of virtual images, but in fact, there is only one most noble ontology. Just like the Trinitarianism advocated in Catholicism. God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit, although they belong to the same essence, have three persons with different missions. The same is true of the Buddha in Buddhism, who has thousands of virtual images and is called the color body. This is the medium through which they manifest the universal beings in the world, and they themselves are in a distant Buddha realm.

Lu Qing's belief seems to be illusory, but in a sense, it is real, denying all religions, but accepting all religions. This may seem very contradictory, but it makes sense. In the Middle Ages, such an idea was absolutely an intolerable heresy, and I am afraid that it would be burned to death a thousand times.

As he withdrew from his thoughts, Lu Qing heard the sound of faint footsteps behind him. But when I listened closely, the footsteps disappeared again. Lu Qing didn't dare to look back, but his heart was full of spirit. There must be something behind him. Lu Qing remembered that when he just fell into this place, someone secretly helped him. At the same time, a picture flashed in my mind, the black-haired creature that pushed itself into the digging pit in the sandstorm was in my heart, could it be it?

I don't know what it is, but it's certain that it's closely related to Professor Peng. When Lu Qing recalled the face of the black-haired creature again, a shadow suddenly cast a shadow on his heart. What does it mean that the black-haired creature's face is exactly the same as Professor Peng's? Lu Qing was sure that this was definitely not an illusion.

Although the black-haired creature doesn't seem to have any malicious intent, it doesn't mean that there is much kindness. What is it pushing Lu Qing into the digging pit? Then he helped Lu Qing in the dark, was it just out of kindness? Lu Qing didn't think so, there must be some other purpose hidden behind all this.

Lu Qing didn't alert the beaver, and he wasn't sure if the beaver had found it. In fact, Lu Qing didn't completely trust the mountain beaver, and with the addition of that thing, he didn't feel any uneasiness in his heart, but was relieved. Three brackets are the most stable structure. But the only thing that puzzled Lu was, how did that thing escape the giant spider? Could it be that the spider is just an illusion?

It didn't take long for a burst of aroma to hit the face. By the light of the beaver torches, Lu Qing saw that a black bud would grow on the walls of the giant pit at intervals, and the fragrance was emanating from these buds.

"Try not to look at them, the aroma is not poisonous, but if you eat it, you will become like those poisoned sandmen." At this time, the beaver head did not return the warning.

"What kind of flower is this?" Lu Qing asked curiously.

"In Middle Eastern mythology, they are known as the Flowers of Banash and are born in the Dark Lands. It is rumored to be a product of the womb of the god's favorite concubine 'Bannash', and if someone eats its buds by mistake, the soul of the son of the evil god will sprout in her body, and the host will become a manic puppet. This is what we call a state of intoxication. The beaver replied faintly.

Hearing the beaver's explanation, Lu Qing suddenly had some doubts in his heart. Lu Qing thinks that he is well-versed in the past and the present, but he has never heard of this flower, why does the beaver understand Middle Eastern mythology? Whether intentionally or unconsciously, the beaver seems to be conveying some kind of secret message to himself.

In the ruins of the ancient city, there was a panic in the excavation pit. The sand at the bottom of the pit began to sink, and the passage to the ground was dug again.

"Finally dug through. Fix the passage, release all the Green Poison Warriors, and prepare to go underground. "With the order of the leader of the Desert Legion, all the cells in the underground base were opened. Cell 19, which has only three floors, remains closed.

The five big snakes lurking in the ruins also began to move.

"Prepare as much as possible, try to avoid fighting, and save energy." The serpent commanded the other four. Golden Eyes, Green Spider, and Black Gold nodded at the same time. And the steel ghost's face showed a sneer that was not easy to detect.

At this time, sand and dust were rolling in the desert in the distance. A large number of black-robed cavalry suddenly appeared and galloped in the direction of the ruins. And among them was a Western man who looked exactly like a serpent.

In 2016, somewhere in the world, a bronze statue of a blood-dripping goat began to glow slightly in the central hall of a giant castle.

"Lord Poke, the Martyrs have signaled the start of the mission." A red-clothed attendant entered the main hall and said respectfully to an old man who was stroking a giant crystal ball.

"Very well, let the six departments keep an eye on their movements." The old man in the linen robe did not look back, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"But it seems that there has been no movement in the temple." The red-clothed waiter said.

"You're wrong, they've already gone first. And another dragon has already come out. The old man in the long shirt sighed slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"The tide of chaos began to surge, but victory was ours in the end."

In a dilapidated monastery in southern China, an old monk sweeps fallen leaves. Eventually, he piled up all the dead leaves and carefully lit them with matches.

"Burn, burn. Ash is the best nutrient for a tree. ”

"Master, it's time for you to fast." At this time, a little novice ran over and bowed deeply to the old monk.

"Zhiming, come and bake the fire with the teacher."

"But it's June!" Due to the hot weather, the monk's robe on the little novice was soaked with sweat, and he scratched the back of his head a little puzzled.

"If you think it's cold, it's winter." As soon as the old monk's words fell, there was a miraculous goose feather snow in the sky.

Xiao Shami stared at the snowflakes in the air in a daze, and after a long time, he couldn't help but shiver.

Lu Qing and the mountain beaver finally walked down the long stairs, and in Lu Qing's shock, the air around them plummeted, and the two came to a snowy world.

According to common sense, this is simply impossible. If the crater leads to the underground, it will only get hotter and hotter. Why is there a world of ice and snow? When Lu Qing turned around, he found that the stairs behind him were gone. The darkness in the sky was gone, and it was gray, as if the entire sky was covered in thick clouds.

"Where is this? Is it really an underground space? Lu Qing turned his head to the mountain beaver and asked.

"Yes and no!" The beaver replied.

"Human beings are still very ignorant of the perception of space, and always use the facts they see as the cognitive benchmark. However, since the formation of the world, there are many things that remain shrouded in mystery. It is only at a certain time that it will be understood and recognized by humans. For example, babbling children cannot understand the mysteries of higher mathematics. The beaver then explained.

"What are we going to do next?" For the mountain beaver who played dumb riddles, Lu Qing was helpless.

"Find the jade pendant and open a door." The beaver took out a compass-like tool, and without permission, cut Lu Qing's finger with a dagger, dripping a drop of blood on the compass.

Lu Qing retracted his fingers with some displeasure, but he was very curious in his heart.

"What is this?"

"This is the retrospective compass that can help us find the jade pendant. But I warn you, this world is so dangerous that if you are not careful, you will die. I know you're always on my guard, but I must tell you that we can only achieve our ultimate goal if we protect each other. The beaver's eyes, which had been dull and vibrant, gradually brightened, revealing a fanatical light.