There was a reaction, and sure enough!

Xin Wu smiled, and the light in his eyes was like a bright light, allowing him to determine his own path forward in the confused and hazy space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's going on?" Lang Xuan's heart was like a wave, and thousands of people couldn't find the secret.

The young man in front of him found some clues in just a moment?!

It's terrifying, it's so smart!

"A word to wake up the person in the dream, without the paragraph that Dunhuang told you, I can't do anything. ”

Xin Wu played tricks on the ground, constantly pinching dirt to fill in the lines and drawings on the walls.

The ingenious Scarlet Zhen sensibly kneaded the clay into various shapes and carefully handed it to Xin Wu.

The young man opened a smiling face, comforted her and said with a light smile: "Scarlet, don't blame yourself too much, no matter how small the power is, there are moments when it comes in handy."

Be confident, don't be presumptuous, you're not a dragger. ”

Scarlet's shoulders shook as she turned her head, tears dripping from the dirt in her palms.

The filled patterns on the walls glowed, gathering small and many, and for a moment the dim room was enveloped in divine light.

Golden, warm to the heart.

Lang Xuan combined the words spoken by Dunhuang, thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized.

He smiled with relief, the most mysterious mechanism had the easiest way to open it.

The layout of the room, the dirt table, and the clear pool of water reveal both the simplicity of the furnishings and the tools that can come in handy when opening mechanisms.

Dunhuang, Dunhuang, your pun is ingenious, which person who comes here will have the mind to play with the mud, which will have the mind to observe the layout of the burrow?

Lang Xuan stared at Xin Wu, his eyebrows stretched, and his bright eyes bloomed: Except for him!

All the patterns on the walls have been filled except for the strangely shaped black hole.

In an instant, a piece of golden rice paper flew out of the crack on the inside of the wall and landed at Xin Wu's feet.

Xin Wu looked closely at the pattern on the paper, which was a structural diagram of a miniature building, exactly the same size and outline as the black hole that remained in the wall.

The requirements for the construction of the building are detailed below the drawings:

The building should bear the height of the sky, the thickness of the earth, the wind and rain hit, towering, the arc binds its outline, the width binds its principle, and the number gives it meaning.

The building is like this, and so are the people, from low to high, from simple to complex, from weak to strong, the more streamlined the more prosperous.

Xin Wu pondered the words carefully, and was not in a hurry to build the building, it was clearly organized, and the logic was correct was much simpler than the effort spent on making things up.

He thought about it slightly and understood the meaning of the rice paper: the building should have height, thickness, width, curvature, density, and measurement, and only by adhering to the principle of six degrees can we build a building that can be inhabited, comfortable, firm and firm, and beautiful and comfortable.

When everything was ready, he carefully fabricated the building according to the drawings, slowly pinching out the outline of the tall building from the bottom to the top, from the part to the whole.

The dagger gently cuts out the arc to reduce the excess dirt, and the fingers are pinched and flipped to test the firmness of the soil.

Two hours later, a vivid building came to life.

Xin Wu cautiously handed it into the black hole of the wall.

The wet soil is too soft and the moisture is decreasing, resulting in a lack of stickiness.

Xin Wu accidentally hit a corner of the cave wall, and the entire building collapsed in an instant, scattering all over the place.

Xin Wu shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, although the plasticity of the mud is very strong, but the density is not enough to withstand stumbling, let alone wind, frost, snow and rain.

It is necessary to have a solid foundation frame and a sturdy profile, and the material cannot be all earth.

Xin Wu glanced at the bamboo bed in the center and realized that bamboo is naturally flexible and can be bent in various arcs, and that solid stone can carry weight, which is best used as a foundation.

Xin Wu said he would do it, and with Scarlet Zhen, he set out to build the perfect building, and if he guessed correctly, it was the only key to open the mysterious mechanism on the wall.

Bamboo strips are bent in an elegant arc to wrap around the outside, solid stone becomes the backbone of the roof beam, bearing the wind and frost, and the dagger hollows out the interior of the building to create a beautiful room.

In half a day, the collapsed mud was transformed into a beautiful building again, standing in front of me.

Xin Wu breathed a long sigh of relief, and watched with a determined look as Scarlet Zhen stuffed the building into the hole.

The two of them looked at each other at the building that entered the cave and shook their heads at the same time, this time the building was a little shorter and could not be perfectly embedded in the cave.

The height is not well handled!

Scarlet Zhen rolled her clear eyes: "Brother Xinwu, can we put some more dirt on the roof of the building to support its height?"

Xin Wu shook his head, this is a problem of proportional coordination, and it cannot be solved by sticking a little dirt.

He seemed to understand why he wanted to stay here for a while to gain realization: the requirements of the drawings were very rigorous and precise, and they must not be sloppy.

He reluctantly accepted the facts: "There is no shortcut to building a building, and I need more failures to find flaws and lay the foundation for success." ”

Again and again, again and again, failure.

It is a millimeter longer, it is a moment narrower, the arc is too curved, the contour is not straight, the chassis is too large, and the top floor is too thin......

It's not very difficult, but it's tedious and requires careful thought and patience.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was ten days later.

During the ten days, Tangduo was in a coma, his heart was still beating, and his pulse was becoming more and more stable.

Under Scarlet's careful care, its dark face gradually became rosy.

What's even more incredible is that its soft tentacles seem to slowly grow bones, and the elk antlers on its forehead are majestic, emitting a pale golden light.

The identity of Tangduo is really confusing, and it is definitely not an ordinary beast.

Can cardiotoxin be lifted?

Or does Sugar Duo have some peculiar ability to defend against toxins?

And even if it could, what could it be?

People go to the empty building, time flies, and Ghost Wuji may have died a long time ago?!

The mud in Xin Wu's hand suddenly fell into the building and smashed its kick, he let out a long sigh of relief, he didn't expect that he would be so concerned about that fierce and cold girl.

Even if you're gone, I'll still find you and say goodbye to you.

Aji, I will grow and transform with my promise to you.

The repetitive and boring mood of the production building was swept away, and Xin Wu's attention entered a realm of concentration like never before.

He forgot about the hunters, about revenge, about life and death.

It's like bluestone clinging to the stream, like falling leaves worrying about the autumn wind, just like red plums looking forward to snow.

His passion, his care, all his all, poured into this tiny building.

The hand is like a dragon and a snake, flowing through the clouds.

The firmness in the young man's eyes was like a sharp sword, his focused eyes were as shrunk as a needle, and his movements were skillful and neat, embedding bamboo strips into the floor like a flower and a willow.

He looked at the drawings and compared them with the real thing.

Ten days of failure has made him aware of the mistakes he has made, and the data and methods that have been deviated have been firmly remembered.

This building is no longer just a building, as if it has been incarnated into a ghost warrior hime, it has a lonely and bleak character, a fierce and decisive ruthlessness, a determination to protect itself, and the tenacity to turn into a shadow.

It is exquisite, delicate, firm and steady, flesh and blood, and soul.

After the whole construction is completed, Xin Wu is meticulously carved, rubbed and kneaded, as if making the most exquisite works of art.

Two hours later, he seemed to see Oni Wuji standing in front of him.

Gu Gao is like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, drawing a circle of death in a place centered on himself.

The corners of Xin Wu's eyes flushed, staring at the building and laughing with relief: You have life, you live in my heart, forever!

The building was embedded in the hole in the wall, and Scarlet Zhen and Lang Xuan watched it all in amazement, it was so perfect!

The silhouette fits seamlessly into the building, and it is like a scabbard, waiting for years before finally looking forward to the sword.

The mutilated walls became beautifully intact, and all the filled veined murals emitted an extremely dazzling bright light, like the sun falling, and the three of them turned their backs to the wall and closed their eyes tightly.

Moments later, the sound of "boom" echoed through the room continuously.

The walls were like a tide surging to both sides, and a bright straight passage appeared in front of the trio.

The three of them looked at each other and were about to go on an adventure, but a golden curtain hung down from the entrance of the passage, and many pictures changed and jumped on the curtain, repeating themselves.

In the picture, a swaggering dragon knight is dressed in a golden battle armor, holding flames in his left hand, gathering ice in his right hand, and the dragon wings behind him are whistling and blowing a hurricane, and colorful source power surrounds him.

The powerful aura darkened the heavens and the earth, as if to perform a move that destroyed the sky.

Opposite him, a man dressed in a low-key and plain manner, who was not outstanding, stood silently against him.

Compared to the Dragon Knight, he is simply an ordinary little worm.

However, while the source power was still gathering on the opposite side, the man suddenly shot a sword that pierced the dragon knight's heart, and the latter died of shock.

The picture flashed again, and countless ghosts formed an army to surround a pitch-black Buddha bead.

Hundreds of monsters pounced on the Buddha bead fiercely, and the Buddha bead suddenly turned into a long stick, and with a violent swing, it cut off the feet of all the monsters.

The monster does not give up, and surrounds the Buddha beads from all directions, and the Buddha beads extend into a disc, which becomes infinitely larger, and all the monsters fly up.

The monster gathered its strength to form a huge fireball and smashed it towards the Buddha bead.

The ground cracked, and countless plants and gravel were sucked into the beads, but its size did not increase at all, and it was still as thin as a thumb.

The two balls collided, the fireball was torn apart, and the burning monster shouted to the heavens and the earth, but the Buddha beads were unscathed, but became more and more pitch black.

A large number of monsters holding shields and swords appeared in the sky, and they attacked the Buddha beads with undying hearts.

The Buddha bead turned into a long rope with a curve, sometimes bending and burrowing into the armpit of the monster, sometimes knotting and tying the monster's hands, cutting needles and needles, skillfully shuttling between the sword and the sword.

After an attack, the monsters were tired and panting, but the Buddha beads turned into a thousand-thousand-long rope, wrapping all the 10,000-headed monsters, shrinking suddenly, and strangling them into a pile of blood clots.

More and more monsters emerged, and the Buddha beads turned into thousands, completely sweeping away all the monsters in an instant, and it stood in the air, and the corpse stained the entire land red.

The curtain repeats images of the dragon knight with the man and the Buddha beads.

Lang Xuan and Scarlet Zhen were confused, the picture that suddenly appeared had no beginning or end, the logic was chaotic, exaggerated and frivolous, what did Dunhuang want to express?

After the picture was repeated several times, a line appeared in the center of the curtain: What is the strongest force?

Xin Wu suddenly bowed slightly to the curtain as a sign of gratitude, and he smiled like a child.

Confidently and excitedly, he spoke: "I understand the understanding of the sword demon." ”

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