It is true that historians know that "Journey to the West" written by Ming Dynasty novelist Wu Chengen is derived from "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" in the Tang Dynasty, but there must be some kind of connection between the fiction and real history, and it is by no means groundless. Otherwise, why are there so many strange and strange novels in Chinese history, but only "Journey to the West" can be ranked among the four famous novels?

So, what is the interpretation of Princess Chaoge, who engraved "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" here, of the book? What is the connection between her lifelong "demon eradication" and "Journey to the West"? Going back to history, what about the "demon suppression" of one king and two princesses? What about the fragments of the Xizàng Demon Suppression Diagram that had turned into flames around Master Vulture? What is the relationship with "Journey to the West"......

All kinds of plots came one after another, crowding Guan Wen's mind, making him feel as if he was in a huge library full of sweat and smoke, trapped in hundreds of millions of classics, and his eyes were full of open books. The amount of time it takes is absolutely astronomical, and even if you spend your whole life, you can't see one ten-thousandth.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop—" He felt like his head was about to explode, and he couldn't help but use all his strength to shout.

Guan Wen opened his eyes, but immediately realized that he was in a strange world, and various colors of light came in from the east window, and according to the shape of the window lattice, it became a circle, a triangle, a square, a rectangle, a diamond, a cloud, and a star...... All the light was projected on the white stone floor of the meditation room, and then it was refracted in various directions, spreading out in all directions, covering every corner of the room.

It turned out that the ground was not paved with ordinary stones, but huge white agate blocks, and the surface was carved with tiny edges, and each half-inch square surface became a mirror under the strong light, both refracting and diffusing, and the already complex colored light pillars were reprocessed, and together the meditation room was turned into a fantasy world.

Guan Wen's eyes gradually adapted to the change of light, and he saw the treasure bell in front of the window clearly. She was facing upwards with her back, struggling to spread her arms to meet the strange light that seemed to come from heaven.

"Baoling." He called her name.

"The changes in reincarnation are like the sand of the Ganges, and like the stars on a moonlit night. I don't know how many mistakes I made before I stood here and listened quietly to the teachings. In order to wait for this moment, I crossed mountains and mountains, trekked thousands of miles, and broke through the dilemma of time and space. At this moment, I am here, listening quietly and calmly accepting the advice of the gods. As long as there is a breath left, I will continue the great cause of eliminating demons, and I will continue to die. Baoling's voice turned into another kind of colored light, entangled and merged with the light from outside the window.

Guan Wen knew that sound could be described by the transformation of an oscilloscope in the form of jumping waves, but the current Baoling, without the need for an oscilloscope, turned his voice into a visible light. In the same way, the light that came in should be another kind of "language", and only she could "hear" it.

This peculiar form of communication makes Guan Wen feel like he is in a dream, which is more direct and subtle than he uses a "paintbrush" to describe other people's dreams.

"Since the Rakshasa Witch has jumped out of the time limit, my generation will be connected from generation to generation, all the time to 'eliminate demons' as their own responsibility, the witch will not die, this mission will be passed on from generation to generation, no matter how much sacrifice is made, it will be exchanged for a happy ending. Rest assured, I have had an epiphany and will live up to my promise. Baoling leaned forward and bowed.

For a moment, the light actually shot through her body, from her chest to her back. As a result, her body also became almost transparent, merging with the colored light. She is not a Buddha, but at the moment she is in the light, and the light is in her body, as if the main god possessed by the divine light in all Buddhist texts.

There was no sound in the light, and Guan Wen also forgot to make a sound because of excessive horror, and just looked at the qiē in front of him in a daze.

"In this life, I wish to incarnate a lotus, without complaint or fear, and to eliminate demons. In this life, I wish not to be distracted, not to be affectionate, not to retreat, not to hesitate, to achieve the fateful arrangement in reincarnation, to survive the catastrophe of the people of the world with personal response, and to exchange the blood of the individual for the peace of the people of the world. I hope that the gods in the underworld will give me infinite wisdom with endless mana, and I will see the clouds and see the ri, and slay the demons and destroy the demons......"

Baoling's voice still came calmly and calmly, and the light from the window flickered and flickered, forming countless jumping spots of light in the void.

Guan Wenming is white, the light spot is the conversation code, and only Baoling can crack the meaning.

"Baoling." Guan Wen screamed again, he was worried that she would be harmed by the light.

The light outside the east window diminished, and the reflections in the meditation room dimmed.

"I'm fine." Bao Ling slowly got up and bowed deeply to the east window, her hair falling down to the ground.

"You've just received the inspiration of Princess Asaka, right?" Guan Wen asked hopefully.

The light is completely gone, and the stained glass on the east window has lost the support of sunlight and has returned to its ordinary appearance. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that window had such a glorious color.

Bao Ling shook her head: "No, what I see is the real demon slayer, and she guides me in the right direction. Now, let's go to the library. ”

Guan Wen frowned and smiled bitterly: "Is it that only you can understand these teachings?" If the demon slayer is not Princess Chaoge, who can it be?"

Before dawn, he was worried that Baoling would become a different person after the epiphany, and he was worried about it. Today, Baoling's thinking has not changed, but his temperament has changed, no longer submissive and at the mercy of others, but simply decisive, vigorous and resolute, and adhere to his own direction.

"For the time being, I can't explain it in three sentences or two sentences, but slowly you will understand." Baoling strode to the door, opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door stood Gu Tingcheng, Xian, and Kahler, and the expressions in the three pairs of eyes were exactly the same, doubt, anxiety, hope, and disappointment......

"Baoling, you should at least explain something, right? We're a team, and everyone has the right to know what the light is telling you. Guan Wen didn't give up and called behind Baoling.

Bao Ling didn't look back, and walked straight forward in the face of the three people outside the door.

"Hey, Baoling—" Guan Wen wanted to stop her, because the illusory images generated in the meditation room came and went in a hurry, and he hoped that Baoling could explain it clearly, so that everyone could get the information in it at the same time, and then make plans and act together. If everyone is like her, she is afraid that it will cause unexpected trouble.

"Guan Wen, you ...... this night Just standing here and spending it?" Gu Qingcheng was the first to come back to his senses and squeezed into the meditation room. She had every reason to suspect that something had happened to Guan Wen and Bao Ling, a lonely man and widow, the night before, and that had pierced her heart deeply.

"Yes." Guan Wen smiled bitterly.

The Meditation Room has lost all its mystery due to the departure of Bao Ling, and it seems that the only way to rediscover the strange world that has just been until tomorrow morning will have to wait until tomorrow morning. He wanted to be like Baoling, to let the colored light enter his body, to talk to the mysterious power that came with the light in the sky, and to listen to the enlightenment full of wisdom.

"But it doesn't seem like there's anything worth it in this room—" The colored east window that had lost its magical power didn't attract Gu Qingcheng's eyes too much, but it was the text of "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" engraved on the wall that caught her attention.

She turned around, only read a few lines, and then called out the source of the text: "Is it "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty"? Why are the Han Buddhist texts of the Tang Dynasty engraved here? In the library outside, there are no Nepalese books, but there are full of historical books reflecting the princess Wencheng of the Tang Dynasty and the king of Tubo, Songtsen Gampo, why?"

Guan Wen couldn't answer, after all, he wasn't Baoling, just a hurried passer-by in the Xia Ri Palace.

"Are you alright?" Gu Qingcheng couldn't wait for his answer, raised his head, and looked at him suspiciously.

Tnight stood still, not following up, while Caleb followed Baoling to the library.

"What have you learned after this night?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

Guan Wen shook his head: "The real epiphany is Baoling, I'm just a bystander." Allure, you were right to ask just now, why did someone engrave "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" here? Only Bao Ling could answer this qiē, but she remained silent. ”

He walked to the east window and looked up. Without a light source, patches of stained glass become extremely ordinary.

"How did she come to her epiphany? From that stained window?" Gu Tingcheng asked again.

Guan Wen couldn't help but wonder: "The moment when the light is gathered in Baoling's body, is it also my illusion?"

Human beings can produce all kinds of unexplained auditory and visual hallucinations in a specific environment, and there have been countless examples to follow.

"Why didn't you catch up and ask her? Along the way, there were so many doubts and questions, and no one came forward to explain why we came to the palace of Xia Ri? Sue me, how long are we going to be kept in the dark—for how long? How long ......" Gu Tingcheng suddenly erupted, and asked continuously, the voice was so loud that it caused a huge echo in the meditation room, and the word "how long" continued to vibrate and echo for a long time.

Shirt was alarmed, immediately entered the door, and walked towards Gu Qingcheng.

Holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, he carefully unscrewed the lid and handed it to Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng raised his hand abruptly, knocked the bottle away, and then his arms flew up, letting out a sharp and high-pitched long roar. Obviously, the resentment in her heart has gotten out of control, and if she can't release it ziyou, she is afraid that it will form internal injuries that are difficult to heal.

"Sister Gu, don't scream—" The words were immediately drowned out in the whistling.

Guan Wen's eardrums were so shocked that he had to raise his hand to cover his ears

The first howl lasted about a minute, followed by a second and a third, each one more high-pitched. Eventually, the entire building shook with a whistling sound.

With a bang, the blue curved glass on the top of the east window fell off and flew out several meters away, shattering into dozens of pieces on the ground. As soon as the window lattice was empty, the sunlight immediately shone straight in, shining right on Gu Qingcheng's face, outlining countless brilliant golden threads on her pale and tired face.

"Don't call Allure, you've ruined that window!" Guan Wen was taken aback, because the east window was the source of inspiration for Bao Lingyi. As soon as the glass was destroyed, the feng shui of the meditation room was broken, and the original special aura was lost. Before the sound fell, more glass flew out, and the thud was incessant, and debris flew everywhere.

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