MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 18 Second door

It is still the mist of the mist that lingers in all directions, and can't see too far. Only the peaks in the fog are looming, and the neighborhood is quiet, windless and silent.

Su Ming looked at the mountain in the fog. This is the second time he came here. The second time he looked at the strange peak in this position, especially the thoughts of the countless quirky words and patterns on the mountain. Can not help but create a sense of awe.

He took a deep breath and looked down at the chest. The black pieces on it had disappeared and pinched. Su Ming confirmed that he was not a dream, but a real place.

Putting his hand in his arms and seeing the small bottles filled with dust and dust, his eyes flashed and walked quickly toward the fog in front. After a while, he came to the mountain and stepped in. Into the channel.

There was no pause until he came to the stone gate in the passage, looking at the center of a circle of lines on the familiar stone door. The fifteen small holes, Su Ming hesitated a few moments, slammed his teeth forward. Remove the vial from your arms, pour one, pinch it, and place it in the first of the fifteen holes.

Almost immediately, when his finger touched the small hole in the stone door, Su Ming immediately felt a weak suction from the small hole, and he inhaled the medicine stone in his fingers.

Su Ming looked dignified and wary. He didn't know if his judgment was correct. He didn't know what would happen after fifteen small holes were filled. But he thought about it for a long time, and he was full of expectations.

Without swaying, after the first hole sucked away the medicine stone, Su Ming looked at it, but after half a ring, the hole was still as usual, without any change.

Su Ming scratched his head, and in the meditation, he once again took out a medicinal stone and placed it in the second small hole to continue. When he took his heart and pain, he put all the medicine stones into the back, and his heart was even more tense. stand up.

"Fiveteen medicine stones, if there is no change, then it is all wasted..." Su Ming is watching the fifteen small holes nervously, but at this moment, suddenly a soft light from the fifteen small holes The inside stunned.

Su Ming’s spirit was aroused, and he quickly retreated a few steps, but he saw the stone door. With the light of fifteen small holes, it was getting brighter and brighter. The circle on the whole stone door was alive. Slowly running, after a while, it became a piece, like a whirlpool, a fast rotation.

As it rotates, the light in the fifteen small holes seems to be sucked into the vortex a little bit, causing the stone door to be shrouded in a stream of light, and the sound of the banging sounds again, echoing in this passage. Deafening, so that Su Ming could not help but reveal ten blood lines, the whole body tumbling, subconscious resistance.

The rumbling sound continued for a while, but there were fifteen ticks of green smoke emerging from the fifteen small holes, as if the medicine stone inside was directly turned into tobacco, and the fifteen smoky smoke appeared. After this, the huge stone door began to tremble, and in the middle of it, a straight gap appeared.

The gap is connected up and down, and then the stone door slowly moves in front of Su Ming to both sides, and opens!

Su Ming’s heart beat and he looked at the scene and his heart shook. Until the stone door was completely opened, he took a breath, and behind the stone door, there was no passage, but a small stone room.

The walls around the stone room were not smooth, but there were some carved patterns. On the wall in front of it, there was a closed door.

On the roof of the stone room, there are some small stones that are faintly radiant, blending into the walls, and there is a hint of aroma that makes people smell a bit, and they will feel refreshed.

Su Ming’s eyes flashed, and he walked slowly and cautiously. His eyes swept over the walls around the stone room. He saw the picture carved in the wall, similar to what he had seen in the passage before, all naked. The figure of the cloaked hair, refining the stone in an original atmosphere.

When Su Ming first entered the place, he saw that such pictures would be foggy, but now with the success of the quenching and the knowledge accumulated in the memory, then look at these pictures, you can already see I understand a lot.

The figure in those pictures is refining different medicine stones. Su Ming looked at it and couldn't help but be immersed in it. After confirming with his own experience, he was obsessed with the past and forgot the passage of time.

After reading a pair, he often walked a few steps at once, looking for the next picture, and I didn't know how long it had passed. When he had finished reading all the patterns, his eyes fell on the closed door in the stone room.

This is a stone door that is slightly different from the previous first door. It is dark and faintly scented, and the stone like this door is very strange.

And there is a thick sense of existence, there are also patterns on it, but the pattern is a huge waste, but it is also engraved with a burst of tobacco, quite realistic, Su Ming looked at it, there is a kind of faint It is not a pattern, but an illusion of real hardship that is being quenched.

"If I have such a ridiculous thing, then it will be good..." Su Ming was very envious of watching more.

On the top and sides of the barren, he saw several different herbs, and immediately he was very energetic and looked at it carefully. The purpose of his coming here was to see if there were other medicines.

On the left side of the dying pattern, seven kinds of herbs are listed. There are five kinds of seven kinds of medicines that are refining the dust. As for the two kinds that come out, Su Ming has not seen it. Keep it in mind.

Under this prescription, eight small holes were arranged on the stone gate.

As for the right side of the Ding Ding pattern, there are eight kinds of herbs. Like the prescription on the left side, the five kinds of these eight kinds of herbs are still needed for refining the dust.

The three more, Su Ming suddenly looked bright after the eyes, there are two kinds of things that he knows, but it is not common.

Also under this prescription, there are still small holes, but the number is slightly more than the left side, there are twelve.

As for the third prescription above the ridiculous pattern, when Su Ming looked, his look slowly became extremely dignified. This prescription is not a vegetation, but three patterns that make people look scared.

The first one is the python tail scale, the second one is the ninth leg of the nine-legged spider, and the third one is a palm-sized black man with a third finger on his right hand.

Even more bizarre, this is the third prescription, there is no small hole, it seems that this medicine is too difficult to refine, so it is not forced to make the same.

Su Ming was indulged for a moment, and his eyes were retracted. This was Shimen approaching, and his right hand was lifted up. He did not hesitate to press it on it. Suddenly, the stone gate's ridiculous pattern exudes glare and scented the body of Su Ming.

After a period of discomfort, Su Ming’s mind once again had a memory, and obtained the refining methods and their names of the three medicine stones.

"South Discrete!" Su Ming's eyes swept on the left side of the ridiculous pattern, and then looked to the right.

"Shan Ling San... As for the last one... Na Shen San!" Su Ming looked at the different prescriptions above the stone gate, and muttered to himself.

Su Ming was thinking about it, the faint light outside his body gradually dimmed, and the light on the entire stone gate was weak. When the light disappeared, Su Ming immediately saw a flower, he was not nervous, such an experience. There was a time before, there was a strange whistling in the ear. When the whistling sound ended, his eyes slowly cleared and he was still in his room in the tribe.

Su Ming took a deep breath and immediately walked to the door. After moving the chair and pushing the door open, the outside was still dark, the sky was shining, the silence was around, the night wind was blowing, and the coolness was revealed.

It’s just that the distant horizon, there is a white line, which is obviously going to be heavenly.

"The time inside and outside should be similar..." Su Ming closed the door, sat down again, licking his chin and meditating.

"There are different methods for refining these three kinds of medicines. I have never seen the two kinds of herbs in the South Discrete prescription. I can't consider it first. As for... Na Shen San..." Su Ming's eyes are slightly contracted.

"This is not a refinery, and the things you need are too strange, but in the memory you get, the vision that emerges after it is connected is extremely amazing!" Su Ming recalls the memory he had acquired before his mind. After seeing the figure, and refining it into a **** god, it was looming to evoke the change of the heavens and the earth, and the situation of the wind and the clouds was unstoppable.

"If this medicine stone can be refining, it must be very amazing! Unfortunately... even the small hole on the stone door is not given. It is obviously a refining of this scattered, quite difficult... So it is not related to opening this door. Su Ming slightly pondered, and he guessed that seven seven eight eight.

"The only thing that can be refining at the moment is that the mountain spirit is scattered. In the extra three kinds of herbs, I know two kinds... Although there is no hand, there must be quite a lot in the Tibetan pharmacy in the tribe."

When Su Ming thought about it, the outside became brighter and brighter, and a new day came slowly.

Although there was no rest overnight, Su Ming did not have any slight sleepiness. This feeling was very obvious after he reached the second layer of the blood coagulation. It seemed to have a lot of energy, unless it was so late for several days, otherwise There will be no slightest exhaustion.

On that day, when the tribes began to have a busy day, Su Ming washed it, not far from the tribe, a house built of grass, surrounded by fences, and guarded by people at any time. Walk away.

Cough, I didn’t write a word in the text today... but the outline is a lot of finishing, while finishing, I am excited...

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