Ruins of the past

A sharp shout reached his ears.

Chu Qiguang felt that it had no resemblance to any sound he had heard.

But although the shrill cry was grotesque, it had an indescribable and gripping magic.

The more Chu Qiguang listened, the more fascinated he became.

It seemed as if the tone of the sharp cry changed, and as the content of the cry became more and more bizarre, his consciousness also escaped from the shackles of the physical body.

Arriving at a magnificent and majestic golden palace containing infinite light and heat, I saw tall and grotesque figures standing among them.

Words cannot describe those figures, no words can describe that grotesque thing full of screams, madness and fire.

"It's hard to find a solution..."

Weird mantras kept pouring into Chu Qiguang's brain, and all common sense in the real world and the material world seemed to be stripped away in this hall.

But until this moment, Chu Qiguang could feel that his consciousness still maintained a trace of sanity. He thought that it was the "qualities to banish immortals" mentioned by Qiao Zhi that played a role in giving him great control over these extraordinary phenomena. Strong endurance.

But in the next moment, the illusions in front of him suddenly disappeared. Chu Qiguang looked at the pages and desk in front of him, and the knowledge about Vajra Temple, Buddhist diseases, and Buddhas in his head had disappeared.

At the same time, a gift surged out from the Fool's Ring.

Chu Qiguang felt unprecedented pleasure from it.

He thought in his mind: 'Has the knowledge I just read been sucked away by the Ring of Fools? ’

At this time, he realized that the gifts pouring out of the Circle of Foolishness seemed to want to go in three directions, namely the brain, the heart, and the skin.

Chu Qiguang felt that he seemed to be able to choose the direction of the gift, and of course he chose the skin without hesitation.

After all, he didn't know what the effect of this gift was. The heart and brain were so important, so it was better not to try randomly.

As the gifts poured into his flesh and blood, the Hunyuan Taiyi Demonic Skill also began to operate.

Chu Qiguang felt that he was accompanied by severe pain and a burning sensation. His skin and flesh did not seem to have changed at all, but they had gradually transformed into an inhuman posture in a state of calm.

‘This is... the skin of a dragon and a snake? ’

At the same time, knowledge about this gift flooded into his brain.

…

According to legend, snakes evolved from ancient dragons. Snakes can grow by shedding their skin, which contains the power of dragons.

Covering the whole body with snake skin can enhance the ability of self-healing. But gradually he will become addicted to hunting and hunting, completely forgetting his identity as a human being.

Whether it is martial arts or Taoism, the same is true for the power associated with dragons. Mortals who worship dragons will surely sink into the abyss.

…

Chu Qiguang felt the changes in his skin and the knowledge that came with the gift.

However, he didn't have time to think too much in this big library, so he continued to look at the pages about Vajra Temple in front of him.

He read it again, and the forbidden information was recorded in his brain again.

Chu Qiguang also saw and heard the sharp shouts again, as well as the palace shrouded in endless flames.

But this time the auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations were not as strong as the last time. After Chu Qiguang struggled several times, he felt that he was temporarily free of these strange phenomena.

The janitor and Lin Lan on the side looked at Chu Qiguang repeatedly turning over and reading the front and back of the page, with shock on their faces.

Although the gatekeeper himself has not read the content on this piece of paper, he has witnessed many members of the Demon Suppression Department reading this piece of paper in his long life.

In particular, the members of the hunter school that inherits the "Sumiu Moving Mountain Power" often try to read relevant information about the Vajra Temple to find ways to master "Sumiu Moving Mountain Power".

Some of them started going crazy after reading it, muttering strange indistinguishable incantations in their mouths, walking back and forth... as if they wanted to touch something.

Others suffered from hallucinations for years to come, and eventually became possessed... or committed suicide.

Some people will faint on the spot, and then gradually forget what they saw today over the next few days.

Those with the best luck will also be troubled by nightmares in the next few days and will need a long period of training to recover.

But at this moment...

Lin Lan said hesitantly: "Grandpa Hai, Brother Chu just... turned the page back to the front... and then turned it to the second page... Did he read it a second time?"

The gatekeeper's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty: "No... I don't know. But according to common sense, if you read this dark knowledge for the first time, you will have other problems even if you are not crazy. He looks so normal?"

After Chu Qiguang read this diary from the Vajra Temple, he felt that he still had more to say.

He raised his head and looked at the gatekeeper, and couldn't help but ask: "Where's down there?"

The gatekeeper said, "Do you still want to see it?"

Seeing Chu Qiguang nodding, the janitor quickly shook his head and said, "You can only read one page at a time. If you want to read it, you have to wait another ten days. This is the rule of the big library."

"Ten days?" Chu Qiguang said with a face full of disappointment: "It takes ten days to update a chapter, which is too long."

The gatekeeper said solemnly: "The knowledge on the second floor all contains evil power. Continuous reading will lead people to go crazy or even become possessed."

"But I'm fine." Chu Qiguang stood up, opened his arms and turned around: "Look, I'm still fine after reading this."

"I think I'll be fine even if I finish reading this book in one sitting today."

Chu Qiguang felt the longing for the following pages in his heart and sighed: "I feel that if I are not allowed to finish reading today, I will feel uncomfortable all over, and maybe I will become possessed."

The gatekeeper looked at Chu Qiguang's relaxed look, and even joked with him in the end, and the shock in his eyes became even stronger.

He asked suspiciously: "Is it true that nothing happened to you? Didn't you see some kind of vision? Didn't you hear any strange whispers?"

Seeing the golden figure suddenly disappearing in the room, Chu Qiguang had no intention of saying it out loud: 'It's just an illusion, there's nothing to be afraid of. ’

He shook his head calmly: "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything."

Lin Lan said in surprise: "Brother Chu, you are so powerful, it's okay even if you do this."

Chu Qiguang said modestly: "This is nothing. When I was fourteen years old, I was hiking in the mountains in my hometown and saw a bamboo forest. At that time, I was moved in my heart and wrote a poem to clarify my ambition..."

After saying that, without waiting for the two to ask, Chu Qiguang chanted on the spot: "Stick to the green mountains and don't let go. The roots are still in the broken rocks. They are still strong despite being struck by the east, west, north and south..."

When Lin Lan heard this, his eyes lit up again, as if he felt the author's tenacity and persistence contained in the poem.

Seeing Lin Lan's admiring look, the gatekeeper quickly said: "Okay, okay, who asked you to recite poetry again."