Sheyan's fingertips touched the Dzi Jewel. At that moment, he had an indescribable feeling, as if he was touching a person's skin, and not a Dzi Jewel.
However, Sheyan had seen too many strange things in his life, so he had no intention of backing down. His fingertips continued to move forward, and then slowly grasped the Dzi Jewel.
The originally boiling hot surface of the Dzi Jewel had already dropped to the temperature of a human's body. It also gave Sheyan a strange feeling, that there seemed to be a bloodline and a heart inside the Dzi Jewel, and it was gradually resonating with his own heartbeat and breathing.
This feeling was very novel and very strange. When the resonance of the Dzi Jewel reached a certain state, this strange feeling reached its peak and stabilized. Sheyan felt as if his body had lost control of itself, as if he was lying on a calm mirror-like lake with his eyes closed on a starry night. He could clearly feel the vibrations around his body.
However, Sheyan immediately realized that the so-called loss of control was just an illusion. He immediately realized that as long as his will reached out, his body would undoubtedly respond to his thoughts.
"Don't move." Suddenly, a weak voice came from beside Sheyan's ear. The so-called weak did not mean that the voice was weak. On the contrary, the voice was calm but full of power. It was only because they were too far apart, separated by time and space, that the voice seemed a little faint.
And this voice had an indescribable majesty, as if his words were authoritative! His words were the truth!
"Oh, I really didn't expect that I would actually find someone who can barely resonate with my body."
The calm voice said. He seemed to know what Sheyan was thinking, so he continued to explain.
"My body is a very special physique. I once trained in the Nightmare Realm and finally came out. You should have heard of resonance, right? When two objects vibrate at the same frequency, even if the two objects are not in contact, they can still cause the other object to vibrate," said Sheyan.
"That's the reason why we can communicate. Because our physiques are similar, we can resonate with each other. Then, with the magnetic force of the Dzi Bead in your possession and the power of will accumulated over thousands of years, the resonance can be amplified by thousands of times. Then, we can communicate across the barrier between different planes. You should see now that one of the thirty-six Dzi Beads has lost its colourful halo, which means that the accumulated power of will and karma in it has been exhausted. When the colourful halo of all thirty-six Dzi Beads disappears, our conversation will end here."
When Sheyan heard that calm voice, his heart was in turmoil! A person who walked out from the nightmare realm!! How unimaginable was this? But from the tone of the person in front of him, it was clear that he didn't know how to lie at all. He even disdained lying! As time was limited, Sheyan took the initiative to ask.
"Then, senior, I heard that you can make people become the most powerful MT?"
"Haha, the most powerful MT? That's easier said than done. And I have to correct you, I can't make a person. After leaving the Realm, I'm at most a little stronger than ordinary people. The only help I can give you is experience. The experience of going through fire and water, the experience of starting from nothing. "
Sheyan was silent for a while, then suddenly said.
"Forgive me, but I still have to ask, what's your motive for doing this?"
The voice on the other side immediately laughed.
"You can understand it as a bored old man who wants to pass on some of his things. Because these things are not something that the people around me can bear, I chose this way. Maybe you think I can do something?"
Sheyan did not speak, seemingly tacitly agreeing with this explanation. He then said very sincerely, "It's my fault.
"It's my fault. In that case, senior, please give me some pointers."
The voice on the other side thought for a while, then slowly said.
"Based on the condition of your body, you're doing quite well. You can be considered to have a good foundation. So, let me first ask you, what are your ambitions? Do you want to be an MT who's good at moving unhindered on the battlefield, or an MT who can stand in front of the most powerful BOSS and withstand all its attacks? "
Evidently, the voice's reply caused Sheyan to be taken aback.
"Is there a difference between the two? Senior? "
"Of course there is, and the difference is very big. The essence of an MT is to lure the enemy to pour more attacks on himself, leaving room for his teammates to play. As long as this goal can be achieved, the methods used can be said to be to the extreme. It even led to the emergence of an offensive MT. " That mysterious voice explained in detail. These secrets were at his fingertips, as if he was very familiar with them.
"An offensive MT?" Sheyan asked in disbelief. Strictly speaking, Sheyan was a little similar to an MT that had never been heard of before. His instantaneous explosive power was very amazing, but it was definitely not enough to provoke all the enemies to attack him.
However, the voice in his mind naturally had an irrefutable charm. Sheyan chose to believe in its words and made his own choice.
"If I have to make a choice, I'll choose to lean towards the battlefield, because I've already provoked a very scary guy whose strength is unfathomable."
"Understood." The voice said straightforwardly, "There's no free lunch in this world. You have to pay the price as much as you want to get. The only thing I can help you with is to let you walk on the right path. Are you mentally prepared?"
Sheyan said seriously.
"That's very fair and reasonable. Please guide me to the entrance of that path."
The voice said straightforwardly.
"I suggest you take out a pen and paper and write down what I'm about to say, because a single mistake may cause you to lose your life in vain without any reward. Please listen carefully. From now on, you need to reach Bokhara in Nepal as soon as possible."
"You'll need a guide there because you have to climb the western route of Annapurna Peak to a place called Hanikurik Terrace. This place should have been used as a sky burial platform. There's a very special rock on Hanikurik Terrace. This rock is called the White Machar Kapoor. It's shaped like a lotus, and its colour is obviously different from the rest of the rocks."
At this point, the voice paused for a moment, before suddenly becoming somewhat illusory and mysterious.
"The entrance of the path you want is right in front of the White Machar Kapoor, so you have to stand on top of the White Machar Kapoor, face the cliff in front, and then bravely jump down. Remember, only by choosing to believe in me unconditionally can you obtain true power! "
When he heard the last sentence, Sheyan could not help but feel a chill in his heart. It was a chill that symbolized death.
If he remembered correctly, Annapurna Peak was 890 meters above sea level, and it was the tenth highest peak in the world. However, it was most famous for its alarming danger. At the southern edge of the peak, there was a fishtail peak, and the peak split into two like a fish tail, hence its name. The peak was steep. Although it was only 6607 meters above sea level, it had not been conquered yet!
If Sheyan remembered correctly, the location of the White Machar Kapoor was at least 6,000 meters above sea level! How could he jump down in such a situation???
"Hello? Hello?" Sheyan was about to ask a few more questions, but he found that the resonance in his body had disappeared at some point, and the voice had gradually dissipated!
***
On another plane.
Tibet, China.
On the peak of Zhuo Aoyou (meaning "Great Master" in Tibetan).
A splendid building complex was spread out in the middle of the snowy mountain. If Zi saw this scene, she would immediately recognize it from the surrounding mountains. This was the "ruins" of the Lama temple where she obtained the string of prayer beads. However, in this parallel world, it was so prosperous.
In the core building of the complex, a window was open.
The sun was shining brightly through the window, shining on the face of a middle-aged Lama in a worshipful way. In his hand was a string of Five Eyed Dzi beads that were exactly the same as the one Sheyan had.
As the wind blew, his strong chest muscles were exposed through the gap of his unbuttoned shirt, adding a wild domineering aura. His muscles were even more firm. At this time, the racial characteristics of Indians and French could be clearly seen in his facial features. There was no doubt that he was a mixed-blood.
At this time, the monk was standing steadily on the roof platform, looking up at the majestic winding mountain range. It gave off the illusion that two mountains were facing each other, as if the magnificent Potala Palace was looking up at the snowy peak. These were two equal existences!
There was a smug smile on his lips.
"The undercurrent … seems to be surging even more fiercely. When I'm watching someone else, those guys are also watching me. It's hard to guarantee that they won't do anything. Well then, I don't believe that the mole can do this! "
"To be able to fool my eyes, it's most likely a direct subordinate of that guy. It's even possible that he's personally involved. So, if this guy called Seaman is the mole, no matter how well he concealed it, his nature must be suspicious and seek stability. He lacks the spirit to take risks and gamble. Then, he definitely won't dare to jump! If he jumps, it means that he has the value of being groomed. At least, it means that his trust in me is already deeply rooted. Therefore, I have to give him some benefits. " If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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