Zhou Tong looked around nervously, and scolded in a hoarse voice: "Damn! It's a tsunami!" There is surging magma behind and a long tsunami in front, which ...... Is this really a fantasy?

At the moment when Zhou Tong hesitated, the tsunami that tossed hundreds of meters high and the magma that rushed to the sky with a heat wave almost engulfed his entire small figure at the same time. (Update an octave faster.)

The two different temperatures, hot and damp, are mixed together, and under the alternation of hot and cold, a huge vortex gradually appears between the convergence.

The red and blue colors slowly blended, and unknown gases rose from the surface of the liquid in a continuous stream, and restless agitation flowed wildly between the two essentially mutually exclusive liquids. The submerged Zhou Tong was burned off the skin on the body at first by the scorching magma, and even the bone holes covered by the exposed white bones were also flooded with a deep red light, and a faint golden light shot out from the inside out, only relying on a cloud of colored light to maintain the approximate original appearance of the body, just when this body was about to be turned to ashes in one fell swoop, the tsunami wrapped in a clammy and cold breath instantly invaded his entire body, and the hot red light in the bone hole was immediately suppressed by the cold blue light, although the dissolved skin did not regenerate instantly, but was covered by large pieces of ice crystals, and in the blink of an eye, a living person was dragged back from the edge of ashes, which turned into a crystal clear ice sculpture. ”“

After Zhou Tong was engulfed, he kept meditating cross-legged, as if he had become an unconscious dead corpse. "Life and death are just a thought, all external dharmas are nothing, life is empty, death is empty, the cycle of life and death depends on obsession, all living beings are equal, and if you abandon all external objects, you can finally transcend the world......"

Scripture after verse floated out of his unintelligible body, and the words of power were transformed into wisps of fluorescent gold that enveloped his not-so-majestic figure, and strands of mud and small dregs flowed down from the humanoid ice sculpture, violently corroding everything around him.

The raging tsunami extinguished the roaring magma, and the outcome of both sides seemed to be foregone, and the fragmented land was covered in cooled magma, essentially filling the scarf.

The calm did not last long, and the land was in turmoil again, but this time the movement was much smaller, and the magma that had gradually cooled down not only did not turn hard and solidified, but slowly softened, and the abundant water moistened the whole land, and after an hour or two, the vast land became a puddle of mire.

Zhou Tong, who fell into the realm of deep contemplation, knew nothing about the changes in the outside world, and he was frozen into an ice sculpture like a fossil buried deep in the wet puddle and mire, and did not see the light of day.

The weather here has become even more strange and abnormal, and the lightning as thick as a giant python has raged wildly in this land full of traps, and the endless force of rage has bombarded the puddles and mires to its heart's content, evaporating the water from the dirt, scorching the lifeless black soil, causing it to emit a stench of burning......

The wind and clouds are surging, after all the vicissitudes of life, all things are dead and dead, and time passes quickly in this vast land. I don't know how long it has been, so long that I can barely remember how many years have passed.

On this day, an unusual change took place in the deserted land, a wave of imminent movement, full of vitality and peaceful force against the huge external force in its cracks tenaciously growing, the hazy sky began to twist into a clear, cloudless sky as blue as the sea. Miraculously came to life in the barren land, where the green grass covered the entire ground, the fragrant flowers were clustered among the green grass, and the large and small lakes that fell from the sky were dotted like sapphires. The cold and violent wind seemed to be tamed, turning into a soft breeze.

An ethereal and dustless figure wanders between the rolling green hills from time to time, gradually approaching this end, walking gently and with a little pity on the vibrant green space, attracting all the creatures to make a ** swaying and rubbing rustle to greet each other.

A pair of crystal clear eyes contain a warm and soft charm, a warm smile on the thin lips, a hermit temperament from the inside, and the aura between the eyebrows and eyes is not revealed, but it is impossible to ignore. This person is none other than Zhou Tong.

The change in temperament made him seem to have changed into another person, and he could not even be described as a mortal, but a god who did not eat fireworks.

The clothes that moved with the wind made Zhou Tong seem to be able to turn into an immortal at any time, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and he didn't see him move, and the energy in all directions stopped the inherent flow with the control of this thought, and the real scene was naturally revealed.

Many years later, Zhou Tong would always recall from time to time the two unforgettable illusion methods he had experienced in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion......

When an infatuated species faces the test of illusion, what he is most afraid of encountering is love, and the most difficult thing to pass is also love.

The full moon is in the sky, and the bright stars dot the low-key but gorgeous night. A fresh and elegant embroidery pavilion is located in front of Zhou Tong, the ethereal and beautiful song floats out with the wind, pulling out a soft touch in his heart, and his feet involuntarily walked towards the carved arch, and the overlapping bamboo shadows are intentionally or unintentionally spread on the surface of the feet that are constantly moving.

Slowly pushing open the two thick door panels, his steps were light and silent, fearing that his presence would disturb the peace and quiet of the place.

Zhou Tong looked around, but there was no human figure, but the candlelit window on the top floor of the embroidery pavilion reflected a delicate and slender figure, as if holding a wooden comb in his hand was gently combing the green silk on his head, and his lazy posture could also bring people thoughts through a window.

Somehow, he actually climbed the embroidery tower uninvited, and followed the faint invitation in the song to the door in a trance.

The door in front of Zhou Tong is different from the usual structure, a large white paper is pasted on the surface of the lattice wooden frame, and the beauties and furnishings in the room are left on this thin door paper through the illumination of candlelight, which leads people to have more reverie and more mystery.

The singing voice is like water, the beautiful woman's posture is intoxicating, and he can't help but open the thin paper door in front of him with his inner curiosity and inexplicable expectation......

The waterfall-like green silk fluttered lightly with the moment the paper door opened, and under the backdrop of the thousands of strands of hair, a delicate face of a hibiscus out of the water slowly turned to Zhou Tong and fell into those deep eyes.

This book was first published.

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