"The weapon of mass murder is related to the 'life' and safety of human beings around the world, and I, as the commander of the Soviet army, must act cautiously to ensure that it does not fall into the hands of those with ill intentions-" Zhukov followed further, the mysterious power in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It's useless for you to tell me this."

Zhukov also shook his head: "No, my intuition tells me, you are the key to solving this mystery, who can you find if you don't look for it?"

Lin Xuan originally wanted to expose the other party's use of hypnosis, but after thinking about it, it was pointless to do that, and it would only add more complicated changes in vain.

"Let's go to the end of the basement." Lin Xuan hurriedly walked forward.

Arriving at the room where the swivel chair was, Lin Xuan stopped slightly. He was a little hesitant to reach out to Zhukov or not.

Zhukov was extremely 'shrewd', and found clues from Lin Xuan's actions, and immediately ordered: "Disassemble that swivel chair."

Lin Xuan sighed, secretly admiring Zhukov's quick reaction ability. In the human world, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Although Zhukov was promoted to the generalissimo of the Soviet army who commanded thousands of troops because he caught up with a specific historical period, he must have had a very high level of supra, otherwise even if Stalin had put him in that position, he would have been crushed into powder by the Germanic chariots.

"What else is ahead?" Zhukov pointed forward.

"Secret room, corpse only." Lin Xuan replied gloomily.

"The two of us went alone." Zhukov grabbed Lin Xuan's shoulders and pushed him forward.

Several gunmen were very conscientious and followed without a sound, their short guns in their hands, and the safety bolts all open.

"You guys, don't come here, I'll talk to this young man alone about the first update" Zhukov turned around and shouted loudly, telling all the gunners to stay where they were.

Lin Xuan didn't care about this arrangement, because he knew very well that there were no more enemies in the secret room, only dead corpses left.

"Let's go, young man, I hope we can put aside our prejudices and have a good talk." Zhukov said.

The two walked side by side less than seventy steps before reaching the end of the basement.

The 'door' of the chamber had been broken by the man, and he was lying diagonally at the entrance of the 'door'. Inside and outside the door, there were all half-dried bloodstains.

When Zhukov saw the secret room, his eyes suddenly lit up: "That's it, yes, that's it!"

He hurried forward to the 'door' of the secret room, and couldn't wait to look inside.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, in front of the huge 'temptation' and 'confusion', even if it was under one person, the generalissimo Zhukov above 10,000 people also 'revealed' his true appearance. More and faster chapters here.

Selfishness is the natural 'nature' of human beings, even the ancient sages and modern greats are no exception.

Lin Xuan knew very well that when he entered the secret room, he would stand in front of the glass wall and see the outside world. Zhukov was a man of the year in 1945, and naturally he was reluctant to give up his existing status and interests, and yearned for the world seventy years later. Therefore, this secret room means nothing to Zhukov.

"It's amazing! It's exactly what I saw in my dreams! Zhukov inhaled loudly, his emotions soared, and he bent down and went into the secret room.

Lin Xuan thought about it and slowly followed him in case of an accident.

The secret room was filled with a thick bloody atmosphere, the blood of the Soviet special forces who were killed by that person had not been drained, and several corpses were still gurgling blood in their throats, but this qiē did not distract Zhukov, he just looked out steadily, looking at the mountain 'hole' that was blocked by mirrors.

There was still no one in the mountain 'cave', no different from the last time Lin Xuan came in.

In Lin Xuan's view, he was close to the world he lived in, but far away from the end of the world. However, how could someone of Zhukov's stature be interested in that world?

"What's your name?" Zhukov asked without looking back.

"Lin Xuan." Lin Xuan replied.

It stands to reason that the surname "Lin" will attract Zhukov's attention, but at this moment, Zhukov seemed to be lost and depressed, and said to himself: "Lin Xuan, do you believe it?" I've had the same dream since I was a child, and I was an ancient general who had been killed from the icy north. I saw the outside world, and there was another kind of person who was different from us, led by a king of a different race, and there were two peerless beautiful 'women' beside him. The glass was so hard that their arrows 'shot' at the glass and snapped to the ground. The king had no choice, so he turned to the beautiful 'women' beside him.The four hands of the two beautiful 'women' 'crossed' and held each other, walked towards the glass, and made a series of strange gestures, and the glass shattered. As a result, the two sides lost their barrier and suddenly fought together, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the blood and flesh flew sideways, which was really terrifying......"

Zhukov clenched his fists against the glass wall, and the chewing muscles of his cheeks trembled uncontrollably.

It can be seen that he has been haunted by that dream for too long, and the mention of it makes his feelings extremely 'excited'.

"Gestures? What kind of gestures? Can you learn it from me?" Lin Xuan asked.

He understands that it is easy for ordinary people to call the tantric mudras of Tibetan Buddhism "gestures", and the content and meaning of the two are completely different, and their functions are also very different.

Mudra is a way for Tantric wisdom to be 'revealed' to the outside, which seems simple, but in fact it is full of the painstaking efforts of Tantric monks for thousands of years, all-encompassing, and endlessly useful, just like the six-character mantra for Tibetan Buddhism, the enlightenment and guidance of all the people in Tibet. The mudras of Buddhas, bodhisattvas and Buddha-figures symbolize their special wishes and causes, so when a practitioner knots the same mudra as them, they will be generated. [,！ The special body, the power of the mind, which corresponds to the fundamental power of the Buddhas and Buddha-figures, can achieve results beyond human imagination.

"The gesture—" Zhukov groaned, letting go of his fists, slowly encircling the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, and gently clenching the remaining fingers of his left hand into a fist, and then wrapping his left hand with his right hand.

"Is that such a gesture?" Lin Xuan asked.

Zhukov nodded: "Yes, this is their last gesture, there are many more in front, but the finger changes are complicated, I can see that my eyes are 'dazzled' and 'confused', I really can't remember so much."

Lin Xuan also nodded, raised his hands, signaled Zhukov to be optimistic, and then made nine gestures in a row. The last one, similar to Zhukov's, but more natural than Zhukov's.

"Are these gestures?" Lin Xuan asked.

Zhukov's eyes lit up again, and he nodded again and again: "That's right, that's it."

Lin Xuan smiled indifferently: "This is derived from Ge Hong's "Hug Puzi" in the Eastern Jin Dynasty? The inner part? The nine-character mantra of "Dengshi" is updated as soon as possible"

Zhukov lived in 1945, when there was still a gap between the cultures of the world, because there were not so many translators who spread the essence of the cultures of various countries. Translators like the literati to 'flower' the snow moon, but once it comes to the content of foreign arts, Buddhism, Zen Buddhism, etc., which are both rigorous and 'drawn' images, it becomes boring and unsustainable. Moreover, Zhukov was born as a military general, and the most likely thing to see is China's "Art of War", which can never be an ancient book of foreign arts.

The nine-character mantra is the "Nine Characters of the Mystery of the Doctrine" that the masters of the magic are familiar with, which are the Array, the Column, the Front, the Row, and the corresponding Nine Mudras, also known as the "Nine Characters of the Mystery of the Nine Characters".

The nine mudras are the Immovable King Seal, the Donkey Kong Wheel Seal, the Outer Lion Seal, the Inner Lion Seal, the Outer Binding Seal, the Inner Binding Seal, the Wisdom Fist Seal, the Sun Wheel Seal, and the Aquarius Seal.

What Zhukov demonstrated was the vase seal corresponding to the word "line", which was meaningless in the hands of ordinary people without tantric powers, just a trick to move his fingers. Just like the world-famous "Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts", there is no Shaolin school hard bridge and hard horse, the external power of breath and internal strength as the foundation, and it is only a "flower" fist embroidered "legs", which cannot produce the slightest power.

"Those two 'women' are masters of Tibetan secrets, and their comprehension of tantric mudras has reached an extremely high level, and there is no monk with that kind of power in the major monasteries in Tibet today." Lin Xuan sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything, because it made no sense to say these things to Zhukov. Moreover, Zhukov thought that they were in Berlin, Germany, and had nothing to do with the Himalayas and Mount Everest in Asia.

"Where is that? Who are the kings and the 'daughters'? Who am I in my dreams?" Zhukov muttered to himself.

Lin Xuan couldn't explain these questions because he was plagued by the same doubts.

Now, he can assume in general terms that in the basement of Berlin in 1945 there was a secret room that cannot be explained by common sense, and one end of the chamber opened into a huge space under Mount Everest in Asia. Putting aside time for the time being and talking about space, this is the case.

The Tibetan monks who came to rescue the Nazi leader did not need to break through and leave Berlin at all, they just had to open the 'door' and step through. In the same way, when he arrived in the basement, he also used the mysterious technique of "moving the universe". This assumption is reasonable, the monk even controls the "great shift of the universe" freely, and of course he can give full play to the nine-character mystery of "those who are fighting in the front of the army are arrayed forward", and reach the point of omnipotent, omnipotent, omnipotent, and omnipotent, and come and go freely in time and space.

"Fu Liezi walked against the wind, and he was good, and there were five days in ten and then he reversed. He is not counted in the blessed person. Although this is not to be done, there are still those who are afraid. If the husband takes advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the debate of the six qis, and the one who swims infinitely, he is evil"-Lin Xuan suddenly remembered "Zhuangzi? This passage from the Getaway. The monk has surpassed the realm of "walking against the wind" of the Imperial Kou, more free, more free, until the rainbow is gone.

That is the real great enlightenment, the great detachment, the monk should no longer have the ordinary people's view of "good and evil", just do what they want to do with their intuition.

"What should I do?" Lin Xuan faced this biggest problem head-on.

"What should I do?" At the same time, Zhukov also asked himself again, "Those two fairy-like 'women'...... Can it only be seen in dreams? When will I actually see them?"

Lin Xuan shook his head and smiled: "Impossible, we can't break through this barrier, and even if you break it, if the king and the 'girl' don't come, you won't be able to fulfill your wish."

He tried his best to explain in a simple way, and did not use terms such as "space is right, time is wrong, and you will not meet" to cause more trouble to Zhukov.

"Even if it causes the world to fight, I will not hesitate to do it. My only wish in this life is to see them and have them. The world, glory, and reputation can be humbly pushed away, but I have to decide on those two 'women', even if I don't want the fruits of the victory of the war and the title of 'the first military general of the Soviet Union', I must get them." Zhukov said categorically.

"I ...... There is nothing to say." Lin Xuan smiled bitterly.

"The big killer will get me what I want, right? More than once in my dreams, I thought that I would be with them by blasting the glass with the most violent bomb in the world." Zhukov said with infinite fascination, "I want the big killer; Beautiful 'girl', I want more, this time I want to be my own master in Berlin! "

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