Five

"Hello, did you hear any sound?" Suddenly, Michuan raised his head and asked with some uncertainty.

An Qingye pressed her lips together and said: "Who can tell me what 'wasabi' is? And what about 'eating flames'?"

Indeed! In Buddhism, the concept of "Jie Mo" symbolizes that all tangible entities are ultimately illusory

The light from the three flashlights illuminated the paper, and the characters appeared as if they were written in a ghostly script

Ju Li smiled faintly, looking at Mi Chuan with a very gentle expression: "She did not hear wrong, it is indeed 'mustard coming out', it is just these few characters—Jie Mo Zhu."

The room was eerily silent, as if time and space had come to a standstill.

Suo! The Banner of the Fiery Realm.

What on earth is this? An Qingye furrowed his brows

Juli nodded: "According to the incantation mentioned, there should be a cross vajra here"

This is a closed Buddhist hall, and the space is not particularly large. As the door opens, dust immediately swirls up. In the center of the hall, there is a statue of the Peacock King, with a mat placed beneath it. On the offering table, there is also a perpetual lamp, which, after many years, still emits a faint glow. Next to the altar table hangs a bronze bell, covered in a thick layer of dust

The three of them meticulously examined every inch of the small room, even scrutinizing the stone mural countless times, yet they were still unable to grasp the key point

Mikawa nodded and said, "That's right"

This passage is exceedingly deep, and Mi Chuan stumbled along the way, nearly falling forward several times. It is unclear how long they walked, but the one in the lead, Ju Li, finally stopped and pushed open a stone door

So we just need to try to draw one in the void? "The spirit of Michuan is invigorated.

Ah! The pure emptiness still exists amidst the mundane world

Mikawa nodded, closed his eyes, and allowed his body to lean against the wall and completely relax. The female voice was gentle and ethereal, as if reciting some Buddhist chant, again and again, as if transcending a thousand years to this moment

Mikawa could faintly sense the sound of wind passing by, its breath chilling. She looked around and finally found a small gap in the wall. Peering outside, she could vaguely see the flickering lights of the city beyond, shimmering and colorful.

The Vajra of the Cross is the ritual implement of the Great King of Peacocks. What she heard should be a few phrases like this—"Juli quickly adjusted the order of the sentences and corrected several typos on the paper, rewriting the five lines of the Buddhist chant:

As she thought of the people outside who were continuously dying, Michuan's heart gradually sank... She squatted down in frustration, burying her head between her arms

An Qingye walked behind Ju Li with Mi Chuan, nudging her with his elbow: "How did you know he was looking for the underground palace?"

When Mi Chuan reached the base of the Small Wild Goose Pagoda, he realized that he had made a significant mistake. The narrow crack was barely the width of a finger, and looking inside revealed only the stone body of the pagoda, with no clues to be found whatsoever

Juli stepped back half a pace and said softly, "I apologize. Try to listen; perhaps there are some clues."

In that moment, she suddenly understood

What are you doing? An Qingye took a step forward, pushing his arms apart, and a hint of anger surfaced on his handsome face

Juli took the pen from her hand, writing while explaining: "`Weng, A, Hong, Suo, Ha' is a spell. Through these five words, we can confirm that there are a total of five sentences, which are: `The peacock reaches the king's respect, the cross mustard emerges, like the void's colorful painting, consuming the flame's dharma realm banner, the pure emptiness returns to the red dust'

After a long time, Mi Chuan opened her eyes and wearily said: "She... seems to have been repeating five sentences all along"

Subsequently, the three of them gathered around the statue, and Jule carefully extended his index finger to draw a cross on the empty hand of the Buddha statue

After a moment, the sound of gears turning was heard

Weng ... ... Peacock King Supreme ... ... Cross Mustard Emerges ... ... Moo ... ... Ah ... ... Like a Void Color Painting ... ... Shrink ... ... Eat Flame Dharma Realm Banner ... ... Ha ... ... Pure Void Still Red Dust ... ...

"Your ring has been shining all along," Michuan reminded him

An Qingye nonchalantly tucked his hand into his pocket: "It often happens like this"

"It is the voice of a woman, resembling the sound of a Buddha chanting..." Michuan murmured

I wrote down whatever I heard," said Michikawa

"What did you hear?" Julu asked.

The only way to enter the tower is through that false underground palace. Julu was the first to walk towards the passage.

They are not in the underground palace, but in a concealed chamber at the tip of the Small Wild Goose Pagoda

"Did you forget that I mentioned he is a workaholic? His mind is filled with blueprints," said Michuan softly. "I just suddenly thought that what I saw was not the blueprint of the Small Wild Goose Pagoda, but rather that of the underground palace."

Buzz! Peacock King Supreme

Anqingye made a gesture of "remarkable" towards her, and the ring emitted a shimmering light in the darkness

Ah! The Vajra of the Cross.

Ah! Like a colorful painting in the void

What is she singing? Ju Li suddenly lost her composure and grasped Mi Chuan's shoulders tightly

As Mi Chuan turned back, he saw a crack slowly opening on the left wall, with sand and stones scattering, revealing a narrow staircase.

Not quite, look at the next sentence, 'like the colorful paintings in the void'... An Qingye said softly, 'Does this mean that we do not need to find the physical object'

She stood up and carefully examined the image of the Peacock King in the painting: "Look, among his four hands, only one hand is empty, holding nothing at all"

What is a Vajra?

An Qingye took out paper and pen from her bag and handed them to Mi Chuan. She kept her eyes closed, only scribbling a few lines on the paper.