chapter 223 What I speak of is the truth of the world

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He looked around in a sly manner, then turned to walk through the chaotic crowd, avoiding the soldiers rushing towards the temple, and instead walked towards the outside of the pure gold square.

It turned out that on one side of the temple, there was also a small door for servants to enter and exit. The king camel turned around and made a small circle from outside the square to find this inconspicuous entrance.

With the king camel as the head snake leading the way, Cheng Ziming and the Wen sisters entered the temple very smoothly.

The Wishing Temple is magnificent, with pure gold tiles all over the floor, and a series of murals on the walls, inlaid with pearls and gemstones, and covered with gold and silver threads, each of which is extremely extravagant and exquisite.

Cheng Ziming hurried through the corridors, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the murals. He found that the frescoes depicted very similarly, and they were all stories of kings who came to worship the wish-making deities with rare gifts.

At the time of painting these murals, the painter certainly did not expect that the solemn ritual of worship would one day develop into the chaotic form it is today.

The king camel led everyone around and through the exquisite gates. In every room you pass by, you will encounter monks who are taking advantage of the chaos to rob, and the gems on the walls, the jade coral used as decorations, and every treasure has become the object of looting.

The atmosphere of robbery has infected the monks in the temple. What was once holy and pious collapsed in the face of money and greed.

They climbed the wide jade staircase to the second floor of the temple, and then through a long, continuous corridor until they finally reached the entrance to a palace.

"This is the abode of the wishing deity. Wang Camel explained: "The gods usually like to take a nap, but in recent years, they don't like to be disturbed, so they choose to live in a two-story palace. It's clean, it's close to the rooftop, and the gods love to stay in this palace. This door can only be opened by the temple host, and only the host can enter. ā€

Cheng Ziming was a little speechless: Counting the hours, it's almost dinner. Is this still called a nap? It's clearly called snooze!

Wen Shan looked behind her worriedly, and there was a hurried footstep in the distance, neat and powerful, maybe it was a soldier of the White Wave Country?

The king shook his head.

Wen Pearl looked behind her, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, it seemed that the other party's target was also the entrance to this dormitory?

The king shook his head.

Qi Feiyun frowned, shook the spirit sword in his hand, and said, "Don't lie!

The camel looked away in fear.

Cheng Ziming glanced at the door carefully, stretched out his hand and pushed hard, and the door opened.

Wang Camel added: "There is no lock on the door of the dormitory. ā€

The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer and closer, and the Wen sisters frowned slightly, glared at Wang Luo, and hurriedly dodged into the gate of the dormitory. Qi Feiyun pouted, and then followed.

Cheng Ziming was about to follow, but Wang Camel stretched out his hand and stopped him.

Wang Luo's eyes were full of panic: "No! This is the dormitory of the wishing gods! Only the host can enter! No one can enter! You can't enter from a stranger!"

Cheng Ziming waved his arm, broke free from the entanglement of the king camel, flashed into the dormitory, and the door closed again silently.

The interior of the dormitory is unusually fragrant, and the large windows open out to allow a direct view of the flowers blooming in the garden. The fragrant breeze blows slowly from the window, making you feel refreshed.

Strangely, the decoration in the dormitory is very simple, and in the tall and spacious palace, only some simple wooden tables, wooden chairs, coffee tables, and screens are placed in the center. Near the walls of the dormitory are rows of tall bookshelves filled with paper and books.

The dormitory is so large that it looks like a large square, and the rows of bookshelves take up most of the square's space. The neatly arranged bookshelves and neatly stacked books form a vast ocean of knowledge, and the scene is particularly shocking. At first glance, I thought I had strayed into the library of the City of Wishes, not the dormitory of the Wishing Deity.

Cheng Ziming looked around and nodded secretly: In these years, even demon cultivators have studied so hard!

But what surprised him the most was not the countless books, but the style of the entire dormitory. In this dormitory, there is no extravagant decoration of gold and silver jewelry, and there is no smell of heavy gold coins that is common in wishing temples, but instead there is a kind of elegant charm.

This is the first time that I have not seen pure gold floor tiles in the temple, and I have not seen a dazzling array of corals and jewelry ornaments. The surprisingly consistent style of the entire temple is completely lost here.

With a warm breeze, a clear child's voice echoed in the palace.

"Treating promises as the reality of the world is like the flowers in the garden, the books on the pear blossom table, the oil lamp on the floor, the pure white camel on the screen, and the silent passage of time. If you believe me, please take what I say as the true ...... of this world."

The child's voice is full of childishness, and the voice is as clear as a pool of spring water.

Whose voice is this? Could it be that this demon cultivator nicknamed the "wishing god" is actually a child?

The Wen sisters glanced at each other, and also saw the doubt in each other's eyes. The two tacitly did not make a sound, and looked at Cheng Ziming together.

Cheng Ziming gave a "come with me" look, and then walked briskly in the direction where the voice came.

Qi Feiyun frowned and hurriedly followed.

The aisles in the dormitory are very wide, but Cheng Ziming is very cautious and cautious, only sticking to the rows of sturdy bookshelves. He was agile and fast, occasionally keeping his eyes on the bookshelves. He found that there were many kinds of books on the shelves, including astronomy, geography, medicine, religion, metaphysics, immortal law, and naturalism.

On one side of the aisle are bookshelves, and on the other side, facing the windows, are rows of tall wood carvings. These wood carvings have a peculiar appearance, with people, animals, and some sculptures of flowers and trees. What is common is that each wood sculpture has a metal tray containing an essential oil scented with flowers. Inside the oil is a thin wick of cotton wood, on which a bright flame is lit, illuminating the space and exuding a pleasant fragrance.

At the end of the aisle is the central location of the dormitory.

The child's voice echoed throughout the palace, and the voice was immature but had a sense of maturity that was not commensurate with the timbre: "Naturally, you can also choose not to trust. But if you don't believe my promise, how can you judge the truth of this world? You will never know if there are really flowers in the garden, if there are really books on the pear table, if the wick is burning slowly in the oil lamp on the floor, and if the pure white camel is embroidered on the screen, which symbolizes good fortune?"

In the center of the dormitory is a simply furnished lounge, about the size of a large room. On the outermost side is a row of wooden chairs, and on the tea table next to the wooden chairs are pure white porcelain plates, on which are several exquisite pastries.

On the front of the seat, there is a set of tall screens, the outer frame of which is carved from gold wire, and the main body of the screen is an intricately embroidered picture of the desert oasis scenery.

The screens spread out unusually wide, isolating the room and making it difficult to see the scene on the other side of the screen. But judging from the feeling, the child's voice that has been echoing in the dormitory is coming from the other side of the screen.

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