"It is the cocoon, the holy grail of life, the inheritance of wisdom. When I look at it, many things become clearer and clearer in my mind. Come, young man—" Nical commanded in a low voice.

Lin Xuan moved his body forward, approaching the stone bed.

He smelled the rotten aura emanating from Niga's body, which, in the Psionics, was the corpse aura that permeated the bones of the dying old decayers.

Under the bed, brown ants kept crawling by, and some of them even crossed Niga's cheeks and burrowed into his collar.

Just as vultures can keenly smell the "corpse gas" of dying travelers, this small thing called "corpse eater" is also extremely sensitive to corpse gas, and can accurately find the home of a dying person from a distance of 100 meters.

"Let me see...... Your palms are ......," said Nija.

Lin Xuan didn't hesitate at all, opened his palms, and handed them over together.

Nijia trembled and stretched out his hand, covering his palms on Lin Xuan's palms.

"You say the cocoon is hidden? Wrong, hiding is not an isolated existence, but a series of people and events, a long list of historical events. A hidden treasure has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and the people who possess it, the people who pass it on, and the people who receive it are different, and they have different understandings of it, so who can guarantee that there will be no mistakes in the middle? The real hidden treasure is not immutable, but each generation of inheritors pours their hearts and souls into it, making it more and more full, more and more rational......"

Nijia's words were difficult to understand, but Lin Xuan listened attentively, feeling the meaning of every word.

"I'm talking about ......'living hidden,' you know? Only the living are hidden to be useful to future generations, you ...... Do you understand?" Nija repeated.

Lin Xuan lowered his head and savored those words, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Niga's eyes blinked, and the skin where the palms of the two men met suddenly became hot and hot. Immediately, Lin Xuan got the information from the other party's eyes, that is- "I heard it." ”

He originally wanted to say: "The ancient Tibetan Buddhist scriptures are obscure, even if they are preserved in the form of hidden Tibet, and every word, stroke, and syllable is completely restored, and later generations will not be able to understand it correctly. This kind of hiding will only become a burden for future generations, and it will be tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it. In terms of intellectual value, this kind of hiding is not necessary. According to Neja, if future generations get a 'living hidden treasure', which can be seen, read, and used when taken out, and bring tangible benefits and usefulness to future generations, then that is the most popular way of inheritance. ”

With such a lengthy passage, Nijia fully felt in the blink of an eye that the way of communication between the two had become flat, and it had become a pattern similar to "two-way mind reading".

"You know exactly what is 'living hidden', and I've finally waited for you. Now, I will give you all the wisdom in that cocoon. Nijia sued Lin Xuan with "heart".

The following is the "heart" of Nija -

At the source of my memory, there are no mountains, but a vast blue sea. The sea is extremely flat, like a huge mirror, there is no wind, and there is not even a single ripple on the surface of the sea. The blue sky was reflected in the sea, but I couldn't be seen because I didn't know where I was, I just saw it, but I couldn't see my body.

Then small islands rose abruptly in the sea, and then more islands rose until the sea was completely turned into a mountain, and the water flowed down to other places. The bulges of the mountains are not gratuitous, there must be some force pushing them upward. I saw an extremely narrow plank road, which disappeared and disappeared in the white clouds, winding downward. I have never seen such a thick cloud, wrapping the mountain tightly, like a large quilt that has absorbed water. I went down the boardwalk, going infinitely deeper, and I felt like I had reached the limit of the deep valley. There, I saw a huge machine with a cascading belly like a nine-story palace, and countless curved and straight pipes extending out of the abdomen in all directions. Its feet were firmly rooted in the mountain, and its body stood still, like a giant standing tall in the sky.

As I looked at it, I began to understand that its hundreds of feet were actually tubes, constantly absorbing a blood-red fluid from the ground. The liquid enters the abdomen, breaks down and transforms into gas and other things. When the power of this transformation accumulates to a certain extent, the nine segments of the abdomen of the machine will each rotate rapidly, and the white gas will be expelled from the tube, and that gas is the flag cloud I saw earlier.

Gradually, I discovered that the abdomen of the machine qì could be regenerated, from nine to ten, then eleven, twelve...... Until more than a hundred knots. In the process of its continuous absorption, the ground collapses, and it slowly sinks into the ground, but this process of absorption, transformation, and discharge never stops.

Using the analogy of modern industrial machinery workmanship, I think that thing is a steam engine, absorbing, doing work, exhausting, the process is orderly, and the action is simple and efficient.

The uplift of the mountain did not stop, and soon, it was hidden deep at the bottom of the mountain, buried by countless collapsed and split rocks.

I don't know where I am or who I am, but I can see a glimpse of the changes in the mountains and seas.

Soon, with torrential rains and flash floods coming one after another, ghost lakes were formed.

I kept seeing troops in all kinds of costumes coming here, studying and discussing around the ghost lake, and sending people into the lake to explore. However, the location of the ghost lake is exactly where one of the feet of the machine qì is. As I said earlier, those "feet" have a great ability to swallow and swallow both liquids and solids without hindrance. On several occasions, when that foot began to work, the entire squad of soldiers on the shore of the lake was sucked in, and no one survived.

Human beings are so small in front of the tyrannical nature that I was tired of the trick of eating people in the ghost lake, and finally decided to go to the lake one day to prevent a qiē person from approaching it and not becoming a victim of it.

I walked to the lake, and the water was clear, reflecting the white clouds.

At this moment, I suddenly saw my true appearance, it turned out that I was a bald monk wrapped in monk's robes, skinny, with vegetables on his face, neither majestic nor beautiful, ordinary as green pebbles by the lake. For a long time, I thought I was well-versed and talented, and I thought that my appearance must be otherworldly and unusual, and now I can't help but be disappointed to see that I am like this.

That's when I met a group of exhausted travelers. After talking, I learned that they came from far away Europe, in search of the "axis of the earth". It turned out that the so-called "axis of the earth" was the giant machine I saw. As a very special planet in the universe, the autobiography and revolution of the earth are driven by the "axis of the earth". When it is working, it is able to release special energy and cultivate ordinary people into immortal warriors.

I led them into the valley, but I couldn't get through the ruins.

In desperation, Halle, the leader of the group, took me out of Xizang and returned home to meet their head. In Haller's description, the Führer was a man of great courage and ambition, who had been working tirelessly to promote world peace. When I arrived in Berlin, I met the Führer, and we had a very pleasant conversation. However, then something happened and I was shot and passed out. After waking up after a long day, I found myself back here as a man called "Nigal".

In the eyes of the villagers, I am a strange person with a life of 200 years, but compared to the history of Tibet that I have seen, what is 200 years? I have seen all the changes in Tibet from ancient times to modern times, and I know that it is impossible for humans to change Tibet, and this ancient plateau has its own way of growing. Of course, the "axis of the earth" buried deep in the ground cannot be understood by exhausting human wisdom, just as it is impossible for human beings to control the universe. The "axis of the earth" is older than human history and is the true ruler of the planet......

After Nijia finished "telling" his history, Lin Xuan immediately thought that the monk that Haller brought back to Berlin when he explored Xizang was Nijia.

As a practitioner, Nijia only has the element of "goodness" in his heart, and he does not have the idea of being wary of others. Therefore, he was taken advantage of by Haller, and when he arrived in Berlin, he was killed in the basement of the Führer's residence. Therefore, what was lying in front of Lin Xuan now was a body that stored Nijia's soul, not Nijia himself, just like the cocoon on his head that had no appearance, if he didn't open it, no one would know what was in it.

"What's going on in that basement?" Lin Xuan was no longer satisfied with the "heart talk", but asked out loud. Only in this way can he get Tian Meng involved.

"I met the Führer and told him about the history of Tibet. During this time, the most common thing he said was, 'I have to change history.'" At the end of our conversation, his favorite woman walked in and whispered a few words, and the woman turned to look at me with a fiery glint burning in her eyes. Then, when the gun rang out, I fell into a deep sleep, and my memory went blank after that. Nical said.

That woman is Eva, and it can only be Eva, because the situation was critical at that time, the Allies sent thousands of female spies to get close to the Führer and carry out the assassination plan, and the only woman who could be trusted and accompanied by the Führer was Eva.

In this passage, Lin Xuan heard the flaw, and immediately asked, "What is the 'fiery light'?"

Nija pondered for a while before she slowly replied: "I feel that she must have some kind of strong faith in her heart, and when she can devote herself to it, she will be full of pride, and inspire the strongest courage in her life, and she will overcome all difficulties and take the lead, eager to turn herself into a fierce torch that will light the way forward for her companions."

Lin Xuan understood, after all, in the special period of many countries, there were countless patriots who spontaneously emerged, burning themselves, illuminating the way forward, pointing at thousands of people with horizontal eyebrows, bowing their heads and being willing to be the cattle of their children.

Eva is madly in love with the Führer, and if she were to dedicate herself, she would surely act for the Führer's great plan.