Chapter 7: Lian Gong Tower
In the following days, Jun Xie still didn't go out. Every morning, he would rush to the library as soon as he got up and stay there for a whole day. Without exception, every book he looked at, Old Master Jun would move it all over again, analyze it once more, then shake his head, nod, sigh, gasp, look puzzled, and be surprised...
Moreover, the servants in your household have discovered that this young master has another strange hobby: during the day, he hides in the library and doesn't come out, which is fine, but at night, he likes to sit in the courtyard, where it's darkest and there's no light... How eerie!
However, the servant didn't mind that much, compared to this young master's past behavior, it's much better now!
That night, Jun Xie sat under a tree again, enjoying the dense darkness that couldn't be seen at arm's length. Suddenly, a sense of security rose in his heart. Yes, it was safety! For Jun Xie, the former king of assassins who had dominated the world, the safest place was the dark night! Only the night was Jun Xie's best and most reliable partner in his past life!
Looking up at the starry sky, Jun Xie suddenly had a subtle feeling that he was dreaming. In the past few days, he had roughly flipped through a large number of books related to this world and more or less understood some of the situation on this continent, but the more he understood, the more confused he became.
If it weren't for the clear records in black and white, Jun Xie would have almost thought that he had traveled back to ancient Chinese society. The same skin tone, the same accent, similar culture, and attire similar to that of China's most prosperous Tang and Song dynasties...
He let out a sigh, stuck his head between his two buttocks, and tightly wrapped his hands around the back of his head. In agony, he thought: Why? Why not in some era of ancient China? If it were that way, how many advantageous resources would I have to utilize? Even if I didn't actively change the course of history, I could still use this precognitive ability to get through major historical events and avoid calamities!
Mystic continent, what kind of ghost place is this? Golden mystic, silver mystic, earth mystic, sky mystic... mystic energy... I'm fed up with all these mystics! Why isn't it internal family power?
Only the same, perhaps only the eternal and unchanging sun and moon, as well as the gentle mist of night, can give you a familiar feeling that you are still in the ancient land of China.
His face was as cold and hard as stone, the muscles on his cheeks twitched painfully, forming a ridge, with an urge to curse the heavens!
Suddenly, at this moment, due to Jun Xie's extremely agitated emotions, he suddenly felt a severe headache, and even with Jun Xie's endurance that ordinary people could hardly imagine, he couldn't bear it abruptly, humming out loud, his head spinning and feet light, followed by a sudden feeling of the sky spinning and the earth rotating...
Looking out from the eyes, it seems that the whole world is in a violent rotation, even the hazy night color seems to have become a crazy and scattered mist, the whole world suddenly becomes so illusory and unreal...
He was panting in agony, biting his teeth tightly, with blood oozing from his lips, and his eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets, but he endured it stubbornly, not letting out even the slightest sound.
Coming alone into this world, all the suffering should be borne by oneself! In this strange place, I can't rely on anyone! Nor will I rely on anyone!
Kill kill kill kill kill! With my killing technique, I'll kill a bloody path, shatter the sky, and shatter the earth! Kill kill kill kill kill!!
In the depths of his mind, a faint light seemed to appear out of nowhere, growing larger and brighter as it slowly approached, until it transformed into a dazzling seven-colored pagoda that spun ceaselessly in his mind, each rotation emitting a soft, holy white glow.
Every rotation brings you immense pain, as if you're going through eighteen layers of hell!
His body had long since gone numb, his limbs had long since become paralyzed, and his consciousness was slowly becoming blurred. Only Jun Ye's pair of eyes turned blood red, staring fixedly at the sky, staring fixedly at the ground, staring fixedly at this unfamiliar world, not blinking for a moment!
Also didn't know how long had passed, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Jun Xie suddenly felt a chill.
Early autumn night, it's still a bit cold. Jun Xie thought to himself, suddenly waking up: I feel the chill, that is, I have feelings, am I not already... He suddenly stood up, only to find that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, his clothes were soaked through several times, and he was wet and uncomfortable all over.
Suddenly, there was a strange feeling of rebirth.
He woke up in Jun Mo Xie's body, inheriting this ownerless flesh, or it could be said that it was a kind of transmigration, soul attachment. Jun Mo Xie was just Jun Mo Xie, but after this painful experience, he had truly merged with this flesh and blood, Jun Mo Xie had truly become Jun Mo Xie, the true master of this flesh!
No longer caring about the mess on his body, Junye's first reaction was to sit cross-legged, close his eyes, and sink his consciousness into the sea of thoughts, carefully comprehending something. The immense pain he had experienced earlier, Junye already knew, was entirely caused by that small tower that had merged with his body. Therefore, Junye was certain that this small tower must have some extraordinary aspects to it; if it were just a simple fusion with his flesh, it wouldn't have resulted in such an agonizing experience. There must be more strange things at play. This small tower had almost become the only thing Junye relied on for existence; he couldn't bear not understanding this matter.
You clearly feel that in your own consciousness, you can see a small, beautifully shaped pagoda with seven-colored flowing lights on top, suspended in the air above your conscious sea, slowly rotating. You distinctly feel that every time the pagoda rotates once, it is as if the qi and blood in your body are circulating clockwise once, repeating endlessly, circulating without stopping...
What's going on? Jun Ye looked at the small tower with a mixture of shock and suspicion, this thing had completely exceeded his understanding of things, causing Jun Ye, a staunch atheist, to fall into a state of deep confusion.
I wonder if I can take a closer look? Just as Jun Xie was thinking this, he suddenly discovered that the small tower seemed to be slowly getting bigger. The first floor door at the very bottom suddenly opened, and a thick white mist burst out, instantly filling Jun Xie's entire consciousness. The white mist was so dense it almost became substantial. Jun Xie took a deep breath, and suddenly felt his whole body relax, feeling an indescribable comfort, even his soul had a joyful feeling of wanting to sing...
He looked around casually and suddenly found himself unknowingly standing in front of the tower gate, with three faintly visible medieval characters above his head: Hong Jun Tower!
He walked in, and inside was empty, with only a thick white mist like substance, suddenly the white mist began to churn, slowly revealing two lines of large characters: Linglong Nine-layered Tower, the greatest achievement since ancient times!
The white fog was rolling more and more urgently, when suddenly a blurry incantation appeared in Jun Xie's consciousness. Jun Xie was taken aback for a moment, then countless characters and patterns began to swirl violently before his eyes, and then poured into his consciousness like a duck filling its stomach. It was as if a speeding train had burst into a small thatched cottage... and then there was complete silence.
Suddenly, Jun Xie couldn't help but feel dizzy and his head was about to explode, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Open your eyes, only to find yourself still lying on the same damp and cold ground as before, but in your mind, a cultivation manual appears clearly, along with a human body meridian map, and various human-shaped movements...
"Open Heaven and Earth Merit!" Jun Xie muttered to himself, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as his fists clenched tightly!
