Supreme Monk - Chapter 618

In fact, just now, waste has thought of a way.

That is, the things in the stone box have been stored for too long. Even across the stone box, they can not resist the erosion of years and have been weathered.

Now when you open the stone box, once you touch the Xiaoyao Sutra, this sutra, which has been stored for thousands of years, will disappear into nothingness.

Therefore, the waste is very careful and uneasy.

Therefore, he must see the contents without touching or turning the xiaoyaojing.

Such a thing is extremely difficult for others, but it is also extremely difficult for waste, but it is not completely impossible.

Because he has a strong divine sense that others don’t have.

It’s just that such a thing is wasted for the first time, so he doesn’t know what the result will be.

However, in today’s situation, there is only one way to go, so waste must try anyway.

Divine knowledge, like a lover’s tentacle, gently poked out, more gentle and careful than at any time.

Under such control, he wasted his spiritual strength, and he also had a head of fine beads of sweat.

After all, it is too cautious and precise to control this matter. Even if there is a mistake, the previous achievements may be wasted. What’s more, it will directly destroy the free scriptures.

Therefore, idleness is really careful and careful.

However, it was a very hard work to carefully control the pre exploration of divine knowledge.

After all, divine knowledge is an invisible thing. If you explore the past as boldly as usual, you don’t pay much attention to it. It’s natural and simple, but like this, it’s as fine as pinhole threading.

Therefore, wasted cold sweat has penetrated the back of the neck.

Idleness put all his spirit on the Xiaoyao Sutra, controlled the divine consciousness, straight as smoke and fog, moved forward slowly, but finally reached the edge of the stone box.

This is the most critical moment.

Wasted concentration, slowly stretched, and finally pulled the divine consciousness into a thin layer, which is ten times thinner than a hair.

Seeing that the divine consciousness was controlled to this extent, the wasted finally knew that the time had come, so his eyes coagulated, but he finally explored the divine consciousness towards the Xiaoyao Sutra.

Like a thin layer of smoke, the wasted divine consciousness finally successfully probes into the Xiaoyao classic from between the two pages.

It’s easy to say, but it’s really difficult to do.

Because it is impossible not to touch the pages at all, but what we should do in vain is not to touch the pages as much as possible, or not to let the pages have too much ups and downs, because once the ups and downs are too large, the pages will be touched too much, which will naturally turn into fly ash dissipation and emptiness.

Carefully, the wasted divine consciousness finally completely penetrated into the page, and as he expected, his divine consciousness actually saw the words on the page.

Then, he felt that the word was like a face-to-face feeling. Moreover, the word on the page was obviously written by xiaoyaozi himself.

A kind of arrogance rushed into my mind.

This momentum was so overwhelming that he almost let vanity retreat his divine consciousness.

However, he was ready at last.

Because he is a man for two generations, but he knows the domineering side leakage of those super strong and extremely talented people.

After gradually adapting to the momentum of xiaoyaozi, he began to turn page by page and look at the xiaoyaojing written by xiaoyaozi.

He was immediately shocked by the magnificent momentum in the Scriptures.

Strong, it’s too strong!

In his heart, there were many puzzling places in the past, and this moment was suddenly enlightened.

Entanglement and many doubts in my heart have also been gradually solved.

He really enjoyed it. For a moment, he forgot where he was.

“So it’s the way to integrate many miscellaneous skills and accomplishments in the body.” Idleness whispered softly in my heart. In my eyes, the light was shining, but I couldn’t help but use what I just understood to integrate my four skills.

Then, he felt that in his body, the four kinds of similar skill methods that had been condensed and integrated by him finally began to converge towards one place.

The energy of the original four colors of gold, blue, white and black began to rotate rapidly at the moment. In the end, it turned faster and faster. It was almost impossible to see that it was four colors. It seemed that it had been transferred into one color.

This color is not gold or green, black or white, but an indisputable color with gray gold luster.

But vanity was familiar with this color. He couldn’t help shouting: “chaos!”

It seems surprised, shocked and puzzled. Under all kinds of emotions, waste has completely forgotten where he is and the passage of time.

Even in my mind, I was confused. It seemed that the four different true Qi were just flowing subconsciously without deliberate control.

But it was this kind of carelessness that made the four true Qi in his body slowly integrate, naturally, without any compulsion and reluctance.

In this way, I feel like I have entered the state of Epiphany again.

So he just stood there, holding an old and insignificant stone box in his hand.

Not far from him, John was opening the stone boxes one by one, from hope to disappointment, from uneasy excitement to manic anger. John’s mood was changing imperceptibly.

Until, the stone boxes were opened, discarded and crushed, which aroused the dust and smoke all over the ground and made the whole stone chamber a miasma.

Finally, John turned to the last stone box. His eyes showed a gloomy despair. Even his hand holding the stone box began to tremble.

“No, how can there be no Bible!” He was shouting. His face had become a little scarlet because of anger and disappointment, and even had a bit of gnashing of teeth.

However, he finally took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed all his anger. Then, his eyes turned to his own hands, the stone room and the last stone box.

His hand quickly extended to the stone box. Originally, he wanted to open it directly, but when his hand touched the stone box, his hand suddenly stagnated.

Because his heart suddenly began to feel uneasy.

Because he knew very well that this stone box would be his last hope.

So he was afraid.

If there is no Bible in this stone box, what should he do?

How does he go back?

What will greet him after returning?

He didn’t dare to imagine. He just felt that the stone box held in the palm of his hand seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms in an instant.

He even dared not open the last stone box. He was afraid, he hesitated, and he hesitated.

At this moment, it seemed as long as thousands of years. The stone box was more like a thorn and caught fire, which made the finger he met stinging.

However, his fingers slowly opened the stone box.