Chapter 2102: The first floor of the temple: the memory corridor

Bing Zhixie and his Moonlight Dragon stayed in this corridor for a long time. He found the way when he came. The high gate also disappeared. This bottomless corridor, no matter what he did. There is no end, no matter whether it is going forward or backward.
He was tired, but luckily he brought enough food before he came in, ate some rolls of bacon, and drank juice. For the Moonlight Dragon, physical exertion is also great, and its appetite is not satisfied by the food from the Bing Xianxie.
He once again came to the "stomach" of the bronze strange face. The honeycomb-like artifacts must be related to his current predicament. Unfortunately, he has limited knowledge and can't see the mystery inside, and the soundtrack array on top means what.
"It's really bad, I was completely trapped. The bronze golem outside is nothing, this is the real danger, right?" Bing Zhixie pondered. He walked a few times in the stomach chamber, repeatedly confirming that there were no other darkroom organs here, and thought again in his heart: "The door when I came in disappeared, and the marks painted on the bronze face disappeared. How did the organs here do? Up to this point, I obviously didn't feel any changes."
He stayed in the bronze secret room for a long time, and couldn't think of the reason. In order to prevent the Moonlight Dragon from consuming its physical energy, he temporarily recalled it to the guardian space. Bing Zhixie came to the corridor again and looked around. The dim corridor still couldn't see the head. He tried to open the All-Seeing Eye for a short time, but he didn't see any changes here.
It was definitely not a way to stay where he was. He decided to just walk to one side and see if he could reach the end. At the same time, take a closer look at the details on the wall. If the path he walks is only in a circle, the door that comes in cannot disappear for no reason.
Make up his mind and fly in the air again in the corridor, the floating magic can make him save more energy. It has been flying, passing by the doorway with the huge bronze face, the walls on both sides are always the same, including the bronze golems embedded in the walls are staggered and opposed to each other, and the distances are exactly the same.
"Is this really an endless corridor that can't go to an end?" Bing Zhixie felt a little worried. If he couldn't find the secret of the mechanism here, maybe he would really be trapped here. He was unwilling to do so, and immediately thought why not ring all the "beehive"? , I shouldn't be too cautious.
Thinking of this, he rang all the beehives in the huge bronze face'stomach' he encountered along the way. When he rang many'nests' in succession, he found a red-colored one on the high wall of the corridor. A crevice of light.
"Is it here?" Bing Zhixie was overjoyed, and the dilemma finally changed. He did not touch the high wall easily, but hit the wall with a piece of ice. The stone door of the wall slid open and a deep high door appeared on the wall. He flew in, wondering if this was the way he came? Similarly, the door is about 150 meters deep, and when he runs to the end, the dark abyss reappears in front of him, just as he looks to the edge of the doorway to judge whether this is the high door when he entered, an increasingly powerful force Supported his body.
"Well, this is...gravity?" Every time Bing Zhixie took a step forward, the gravity blessed on him became stronger. After a few steps, his body was lifted up by gravity and floated into the air: "Is this a channel?"
He stepped forward, and the person was already floating above the abyss, and the enhanced gravity pulled his body to a higher place, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
"This..." Although Bing Zhixie was very alert, he hadn't noticed any danger yet, and the force that pulled him was always maintained at an appropriate level, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.
Floating upwards for ten or twenty minutes, or maybe longer, Bing Zhixie once again came to a high wall, the wall was still the color of bluestone, and a high stone door opened in the middle.
As the gravitation weakened, Bing Zhixie flew into the stone gate, and the situation inside the high gate was no different from the situation below. He briefly observed the surrounding area before going deep into the gate.
What appeared in front of you was also a horizontal and straight corridor, with no end in sight from left to right, but there were many columns under the corridor. These columns were statues of stone sculptures. They topped the dome with their feet on the ground. They lined up on both sides of the corridor. Sen is solemn. In addition, there are many dragon head lights on the wall. These dragon head lights are probably made of lapis lazuli. Each dragon head holds a papaya-sized orb, emitting a creamy blue halo.
There are not only leading lights, but also bronze standing lights at the feet of the portrait pillars. There is no wick in the lights, but orange flames are floating, and they all light up when Bing Zhixie steps on here.
The lights are shining, and there are many fireflies floating in the long and empty promenade. These fireflies are white and blue, and they fly in the air unconsciously like floats, sometimes hidden in the pillars of the brick wall, and sometimes again. Suddenly emerged from the air. Bing Zhixie sensed that these floating fireflies exuded weak magical powers, and reached out to hold the flying fireflies, the fireflies dispersed with a soft whirr, only a face was scattered. The demonic fire that went away suddenly appeared, and disappeared with the flame.
"This is..." Bing Zhixie once again grabbed another group of flying fireflies, and a skilled face emerged from the scattered pale flames: "Teacher Sufina!" When he touched more flames, More faces also appeared, some who knew, some were unfamiliar, and some were familiar but could not be named. These seemed to be the faces in his memory, and they were the first people he had ever met!
Bing Zhixie couldn't help moving forward. Familiar and unfamiliar faces kept evoking his memories. When he came back to his senses, he turned around and found that the door behind him was gone again.
"Is this a memory corridor?" Bing Zhixie was surprised: "Why do my memory impressions appear here? Can the magic here sneak into my memory? Or is my consciousness already disturbed?"
This time he didn't go far and saw a stone gate. Right inside the stone gate was a tall light stele. There were golden writings on the stele that recorded something, but it was not the writings of ancient Phygani.
"Well, these..." Bing Zhixie was very surprised when he saw the words on the stele, and the story of the Qianling tribe and the fetal demon appeared in his mind: "Isn't this the ancient character I saw in the remains of the'fetal devil'?"
He remembered that he had copied part of the text inside and outside of the Black Tiger monument, and quickly searched out the notebook that was copied at that time in his own different space, and compared it with each other in his hand. Although the content of the text on it is not quite the same, the text style is the same. The text is exactly the same. This is what he never expected, is there any connection between the Sand Temple and the Black Tiger monuments! ?
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