Chapter 1453: balance

That was when I first came into this world.
Lying on the icy ground, I slowly opened my eyes. Everything I looked at was ruins, broken walls, and blood corpses, like hell.
At this moment, although there is no blood corpse, it also makes me startled: what just happened, shouldn't it be...
With a awakening, he sat up from the ground, looked around, pondered a little, and then he was relieved.
It seemed that the scope of damage was only slightly larger than that of the back room, and it didn't hurt the high priest and others, and it wiped out my psychological burden.
I vaguely remember that the high priest told me before he left that he was looking for her in the main hall and seemed to tell me something.
but......
Walking out of the back hall, I looked around and couldn't help frowning: Where is the main hall of this huge mansion?
Just at this moment, a door in the corridor opened, and a female waiter walked out slowly. Seeing that I was watching her, she nodded at me and said respectfully: "Master An Xiaoyi, please come with me."
I didn't ask where she would take me, but I was ignorant to follow.
After turning for about five minutes, I finally turned to the end of the corridor. On a turn, a magnificent hall appeared in front of me.
In the middle of the hall, there are four sofas. In the middle of the sofa, there is a coffee table. On the coffee table, there is an ivory teapot. Around the teapot, there are two jade teacups. The teacups are full of tea and steaming.
On one of the sofas, an old man was sitting, looking at me with a smile on his face—it was the high priest.
"Come" the high priest waved to me, then pointed to the sofa opposite, and said, "Sit down."
As the high priest ordered, he sat down on the sofa. This is a leather sofa. It seems to have been polished. The surface is smooth and elastic. It should be very comfortable to sit on. However, the buttocks are not yet seated, so I hear an awkward voice. It was a little wet and waxy.
I subconsciously lifted my and reached out to touch it, eh?
Why is the underside of the wet?
While wondering, I moved my hands up and down again, and found that not only the buttocks were wet, but my whole pants seemed to be wet...No, it seemed that not only the whole pants, but even the clothes were wet!
"Drink the tea, go take a shower," the high priest said.
As soon as I lowered my head, I saw that one of the jade tea cups had been pushed in front of me. The tea in the cup was different from before. It was light yellow. At the same time, there was not only a slight tea fragrance, but also a burst of heat.
This should be a good cup of tea, but...
After swallowing, I have not dared to touch it.
The experience just now makes me unforgettable. With only a cup of tea, I almost went crazy in pain. There is another cup now. Who knows if this cup is the same as that cup.
"Drink," the high priest said: "This is just an ordinary cup of tea."
Ordinary tea?
In other words, the cup of tea just now is not ordinary?
After hesitating for a moment, I finally chose to drink it all. Forget it, since the high priest said so, I have the right to admit my fate.
I just have a doubt, I still can't let go.
What was the previous cup of tea?
Why can it make me so uncomfortable?
Is it some kind of strong poison?
No, it should not be possible.
You know, my current physique is immune to toxins. Even the scorpions and spiders in the barren tombs that kill people instantly, their toxins have no effect on me.
If it were not toxins, what would it be?
Doubts continued in my mind, I put the drunk cup back on the coffee table, did not immediately get up to take a shower, but stood still, feeling the changes in my abdomen.
In a blink of an eye, nothing happened for more than two minutes.
The high priest on the opposite side picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "This is just ordinary tribute tea, and it won't cause discomfort. Go wash it."
I just responded right now and followed the waiter to the bathroom.
After washing, I changed into new clothes and sat back on the sofa, feeling refreshed and comfortable.
The high priest first smiled and pointed to my hair: "I haven't seen it for many days. It has grown more than two inches long."
"Hey" I smiled and grabbed my hair, then opened the door to the point and asked, "Your High Priest, do you know what I'm here to ask?"
"If you don't know, why would you let you drink that cup of herbal tea?" the high priest said slowly.
"Medicinal tea?" I remembered the cup of light green tea I drank before. It seemed that it was indeed not a poison, but only a medicine. No wonder I would react. My physique is immune to toxins, but I didn't say the effect of immunity.
The high priest continued: "It is not necessarily a bad thing to be unable to have the power of transformation."
"Uh" I had a question mark on my face and couldn't help saying, "I don't understand what you said."
The high priest did not continue to explain. As soon as he waved his hand, the waiter quickly found an hourglass and handed it to her. She showed the hourglass to me and said, "My child, do you know why the fine sand of the hourglass pours from top to bottom?"
I shook my head.
"That's because the top position is high, and the bottom position is low" she said, laying the hourglass flat again. After laying the hourglass flat, on the end full of sand, fine sand continuously flows into the narrow slit in the middle. At the other end, it quickly reached an approximate balance, and the fine sand no longer overflowed towards one end.
The high priest continued: "When it reaches level, fine sand will no longer flow to either side. Do you know why this is?"
I really want to answer: because gravity is downward, not left and right.
But saying this at this time is obviously a bit wrong with the mouth of the donkey, because no matter what you think, the meaning the high priest wants to express has absolutely nothing to do with physical knowledge such as gravity.
So I chose to shake my head: "I don't know."
The high priest smiled and said: "That's because the two that are even have a balance, but the two that are high and low cannot achieve balance."
"So..." I nodded, a little, and then sighed: "But I still don't understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, listen slowly, think slowly, and then you can understand" the high priest said: "The example I just gave is just a metaphor. It is a metaphor for the relationship between the power of change and you."
"Ah!" In a trance, a little bit of light lit up in my mind. In an instant, I understood the meaning of the high priest's words and blurted out: "You mean, the power I have now has actually changed. It's just as powerful, isn't it?"
The high priest nodded and shook his head again.
Nodding is recognition, shaking head is...
"Not completely correct" Before I asked, the high priest explained the meaning of shaking his head: "To be precise, your power is more than just the power of change."
"what do you mean......"
The high priest said solemnly: "If it's just the power of fading, the idol may not give you the gift of holy light, but it will definitely let you do the task of fading, because only when the fading is changed, can it be possible to climb that in the future. Domain, but after you touch the idol, not only there is no holy light, but also the task of fading is not issued. In this case, there will only be one possibility..."
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