I Can See Probability

"I heard from the old man that there used to be a temple on Zhongming Mountain. Isn't this place the former site of that temple?"

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The temple on Zhongming Mountain is said to have existed since the Han Dynasty.

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In the Tang Dynasty, it also entered a heyday.

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In the beginning, it was dedicated to Sanqing, and later it was also dedicated to the Buddha.

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Until the Qing Dynasty, the monks in this temple had no successors, so they were completely defeated.

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In modern times, local people in Mingyang City occasionally came to the temple to burn wild incense.

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But then around the '60s, there was a shabby move.

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During this operation, the temple disappeared.

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For this reason, even Chen Yiyuan's generation has never seen the existence of this temple.

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Chen Jing also heard about the temple when his grandfather was still alive.

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But I heard Gui Heard that very few people know the exact location of the temple.

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After seeing the foundation on the edge of the cliff now, Chen Jing was also a little sure.

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'It's impossible for someone to come here to build a house in such a barren mountain, and it's built on the edge of a cliff. Therefore, this should be the site of the old temple. ’

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Thinking of this, he became curious again.

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He locked this area with the ability to accurately rate, and in this area, there is exactly the site of the old temple here.

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'Isn't the ancient world I'm looking for created by someone who had attained Taoism in the temple? ’

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This thought came to mind. Suddenly, Chen Jing's hand was on the ground, and he felt a very weak pulling force.

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This pulling force is indeed as Xiaohuan said, as if his hand is a magnet, and there is a magnet hidden somewhere under the soil.

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"I have a feeling!"

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Chen Jing was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked around to make sure that there was no movement, so he increased the spiritual power in his hand and made further detection.

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When the spiritual power condensed in his palm increased, the sense of power became stronger.

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He chased after this induction, and came to the edge of the cliff little by little. There was a tree with a crooked neck growing on this side. When he jumped on the tree, he saw that the cliff was 5 meters away from the ground. The location, even after a stone tablet.

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The stele was covered with vines, but even so, it could be vaguely seen that the stele was square and there were vaguely engraved writings on it.

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Chen Jing's hand probed the past all the way, and the closer he got to the stele, the stronger the power of induction.

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"According to Xiaohuan's statement, the strength of the power of induction is related to the size. The power of induction here is so strong, this hidden ancient world is probably not small."

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Immediately, he stepped on the tree with a crooked neck, climbed to the side of the stone tablet little by little, and stretched out his hand to tear off the vines on the stone tablet.

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After the vine was torn off, two words were immediately revealed - Wuxiang!

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The word is a small compilation.

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On the surface, it is very weathered, and it does look very old.

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Then, he pressed his palm on the stone tablet and continued to use his spiritual power to establish a connection with the ancient world.

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After about ten seconds, an astonishing scene finally appeared.

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——Above the stone tablet, a black hole suddenly appeared, as if a door had been opened out of thin air.

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Behind the door, the darkness is bottomless, and the depth is unknown.

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Chen Jing's eyes could have seen objects within a radius of 5 meters at night, but when he looked into this black hole, he couldn't see anything.

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"Fortunately, I brought a flashlight."

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Chen Jing immediately touched the mustard bag and took out a brand new flashlight.

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He bought it at the department store in his spare time during the day.

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Not only did he buy a flashlight, but he also bought some food and drink. Anyway, the mustard sac was large enough, so as long as he thought he needed it, he bought a portion.

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When the light of the flashlight shone inside, it allowed him to see a general outline.

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See here, it's square, it's quite spacious, it's almost as big as a basketball court.

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And there is also a rockery, and there is a trembling spring on the side of the mountain.

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In front of the rockery, there was a man sitting with gray hair, but only rotten bones were left.

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In addition to this, on the four walls inside, there are many flowers and shadows. It seems to be intertwined with flowers and four seasons, and there are immortals and Buddhas flying. Its style and characteristics are quite similar to Dunhuang murals.

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"Brother Ajing, go in and have a look." Xiaohuan drilled his head out from the collar of his clothes, looked inside, and couldn't wait.

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"Okay!"

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After Chen Jing made sure that he didn't see any danger, he drilled into the black hole.

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After he entered, the black hole suddenly swiped and disappeared.

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When he reached out to touch it, he couldn't touch anything.

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"This...how do I get out?" Chen Jing panicked.

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"It's alright, Brother Ajing, as long as your palm moves the spiritual power again and sticks it on, the exit will naturally appear. This ancient world without owners is not that complicated to come and go." Xiaohuan said.

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"Really?" Chen Jing also hurriedly used his spiritual power to try again. As a result, when he used the spiritual power in his palm, the place where the black hole disappeared just now was twisted for a while, and then the wall suddenly opened, and a black hole appeared again. .

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Through the black hole, he could clearly see the stars in the sky.

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Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

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It’s good to be able to get in and get out. If you can get in but can’t get out, then it’s over.

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With the light of the flashlight, he looked all over the mural.

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The flowers in the previous paragraph are like brocade, and after watching it, people will feel inexplicably happy.

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The rising and falling of the sun in the middle section, after watching it, will also bring a strange kind of loneliness and sadness to people.

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In the latter part of the fairy play, Chen Jing only took a second glance, and then he saw that the fairies seemed to fly out of the mural, smiling sweetly and dancing around him.

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"Brother Ajing?"

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"Brother Ajing?"

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"Brother Ajing?"

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When Chen Jing saw this, he didn't know how long he was in a daze. It was not until Xiaohuan bit his arm and the pain spread that he faintly woke up.

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"Xiaohuan, why are you biting me?"

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"Brother Ajing, you've been staring at the wall for more than ten minutes. I think you're stunned. You shouldn't even shout. I can only bite you to wake you up." Xiaohuan said.

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More than ten minutes? Chen Jing's expression changed slightly after hearing this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He clearly only felt that he took a look at it, "This painting is weird."

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Immediately withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.

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Then he touched his arm again, "You bit me, I won't be poisoned, right?"

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He is quite aware of how powerful Xiaohuan's poison is.

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"No, as long as the poison is not injected, how can it be poisoned?" Xiaohuan said with a letter.

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"That's good." Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

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After that, he came to the skeleton.

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Although I don't know who this skeleton belongs to, Chen Jing bowed to it three times in accordance with the traditional etiquette that the dead are the greatest.

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But just after bowing, the skeleton cracked, scattered into a pile of dust, and fell to the ground.

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