Reflecting the light, the saint watched the changes in the picture, and all the flashes fell into her eyes.

She was sometimes frightened, sometimes confused, and sometimes sad, as if the change of the picture could affect her inner emotions.

Until the picture stayed on the slowly rotating yin and yang fish, the saint's eyes also showed surprise and doubt like Xiao Qiang, and after repeatedly observing several breaths and unable to find out what the picture in front of her represented, she turned to look at Xiao Qiang.

But what caught my eye was Xiao Qiang's trembling eyes, and there was a faint sadness, in addition to Xiao Qiang's expression, I saw something different, that kind of feeling was like seeing familiar and unfamiliar food, there was surprise and joy in it, and there was a little puzzlement and confusion.

"Do you know this picture?"

The voice of the saint's inquiry came, and it also broke Xiaoqiang's thoughts.

"Acquaintance."

"What is he? Oh no, what does he stand for? Why have I never seen such a picture, it seems to be very strange, it looks like there is a depth of heaven and earth, and there are some feelings that I can't confide. ”

The saint's words made the absent-minded Xiaoqiang a little surprised, and while his eyes slowly looked at each other, he saw that the saint looked like she was meditating, and she also collected her mixed feelings in a funny way, and said slowly.

"This picture is called gossip."

"Gossip? What is gossip? ”

"Gossip is the way of heaven."

"Heavenly Dao? What is the Heavenly Word? ”

The saint had a shameless expression.

"The way of heaven is like the will of the world."

"The will of the world? I know this, but he's just a picture, but the will of the world is an ethereal existence, does the will of the world look like it? ”

Xiao Qiang shook his head slowly.

"The will of the world is indeed invisible, but there is always its own law to follow in any matter, and this picture is the description of the will of the world by the ancients."

"Ahh The saint exclaimed, "The ancients can depict the will of the world, so what is the strength of the ancients, are they true gods?" ”

"Maybe."

Xiao Qiang's immortal answer immediately aroused the saint's confusion and asked rhetorically.

"What do you mean, aren't they the true gods?"

Xiao Qiang said, "I haven't seen the ancients, how can I know what level of their strength has reached." ”

"But if you know this picture, it means that you must have seen it before."

Xiao Qiang laughed.

"I just know this picture, I haven't seen the ancients, if I really see it, then I guess I'll live as an old king."

Xiao Qiang's self-teasing laughter immediately caused the holy woman to giggle, and also made the atmosphere a little joyful.

"You're really funny, how can you say that you're an old king."

"I'm just a metaphor, and I didn't say that I was the old king."

The saint still looked funny, but Xiao Qiang's gaze became much deeper, and he slowly walked in the direction of the gossip map, as if he wanted to touch it with his own hands.

But the strange thing is that no matter how many steps he takes, the distance between the Bagua map and him has not shortened at all, and the feeling is as if the Bagua map is also moving slowly.

Xiao Qiang, who found it strange, did not continue to approach the gossip map, and after hesitating for a moment, he tried to explore the gossip map with his divine thoughts.

But when he made all his movements, he was surprised to find that it was consistent with the previous situation, and the divine thoughts could only extend a distance of about two meters from his body, and then he could no longer detect it no matter what.

In desperation, Xiao Qiang had to give up his thoughts, looked back at the saint who was standing motionless in place, but at the moment staring at the words he wrote, and asked.

"Did you find anything?"

The holy woman turned her head when she heard this, but instead of answering Xiaoqiang's inquiry, she asked.

"Are all the images that appeared before in your memory?"

Xiaoqiang didn't know why the other party asked such a question, and asked.

"Why do you feel that way?"

Before, I felt that this word represented a world, but from the current situation, my idea seems to be a little wrong, I feel that this word represents more than just a world, as if there is another meaning.

Listening to the saint's uncertain reply, Xiao Qiang said after hesitating for a moment.

"The images that appeared before are really something I remember."

"Ahh The saint seemed quite surprised, and asked, "But I feel that the world in those pictures is completely different from our world, have you ever been to that world?" ”

Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "I've been." ”

The saint was even more surprised.

"Where is that world?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Why?"

"People always want their own secrets, and there are some things that I can't say to you."

Seeing Xiaoqiang's refusal, the saint didn't dwell on this matter, but said to herself because of Xiaoqiang's certainty.

"According to what you said, the pictures that appeared before are all things in your memory, which means that the world represented by the text in front of me should be the inner world, but why didn't anything appear when I wrote this text?"

The saint's doubts are also Xiaoqiang's doubts at the moment, he also feels very weird, if a text can lead to the inner world, it is said that the hidden power in this text can also stimulate the world in the saint's heart, but when the other party wrote this text, why didn't anything appear, could it be that the saint's heart was empty and nothing?

This idea was obviously a bit unreasonable, and it also made Xiao Qiang's inner doubts even stronger, but just as he was thinking about it, he accidentally saw the eight strands that had been slowly turning, and then seemed to come to his senses.

But he didn't give the saint any explanation, but turned around and walked to the other party's side and asked.

"How are we going to get out?"

The saint asked in confusion.

"Why are we going out? I haven't figured it out yet. ”

Xiaoqiang smiled.

"We can't just stay here forever."

"But there's no hurry, you wait, maybe I'll make a new discovery."

Seeing that the saint insisted, Xiao Qiang also gave up the idea of urging, and slowly sat cross-legged on the other party's side, his eyes looked at the slowly rotating yin and yang fish, and his thoughts slowly turned with the quiet space.

Time has passed for a long time, I don't know if it is a day or a month, in this dark world, only the yin and yang fish rotate, the two of them can not perceive the flow of time at all, only the light released by the yin and yang fish can slightly illuminate the world.

And in this process, Xiao Qiang's gaze staring at the yin-yang fish closed slightly, and at this moment he seemed to fall into a deep sleep, as if he had entered a quiet meditation.

As for the saintess beside her, she still stared at the tadpole handwriting and never moved her gaze, and her focused expression sighed even if Xiao Qiang saw it.

Suddenly, a lamentation sounded, which also broke Xiaoqiang's meditation action, and the moment he slowly opened his eyes, he heard the words of disappointment of the saint.

"No, I really can't think of the role of this text, so I gave up."

The saint's sigh was exchanged for Xiao Qiang's funny gaze.

"What, you gave up?"