"Then go back and read it again from the beginning. Look with your heart, not your eyes. Do you remember what I just said?"

"The sound is loud, the elephant is invisible. I remember it."

"Okay, go back."

Liu Xia looked puzzled and returned to the grotto where he first entered.

After looking carefully for a long time, I still found nothing.

When they reached the third grotto, Ao Cangqiong asked, "Did you find it?"

Liu Xia shook his head again.

"Okay, go back."

Liu Xia had no choice but to go back again.

Doing this dozens of times, Liu Xia still couldn't see any clues.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

When he entered the first grotto for the fiftieth time, Liu Xia looked at the Buddha statues around him and his head felt big.

"Senior, why can't I still see it?"

Liu Xia asked helplessly.

"Haha, don't be anxious. Some things are not so easy to understand. How can you tell that you are worried and anxious now? Think again about the eight words I said."

"The sound is loud, but the elephant is invisible."

Liu Xia murmured, then took a deep breath, expelled the annoyance in her heart, and sat cross-legged.

Let the state of mind return to that of the moon in the well, without any ripples.

Then I looked up at the Buddha statues around me, and I was in a daze for a while.

It is said that loud sounds are like sounds, and elephants are invisible. This means that when the sound reaches a certain level, it will merge with the heaven and earth and become indistinguishable. And the largest shape is invisible.

This is the original saying in the Taoist classic, the Tao Te Ching.

Of course Liu Xia had heard of it, but he couldn't understand the connection.

While he was in a daze, Liu Xia was suddenly stunned. Why did he have to look at these Buddha statues? Why did he have to listen to the sounds around him?

Thinking of this, Liu Xia calmly closed her eyes and sealed her ears.

Suddenly, Liu Xia seemed to be in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

On the ground, what you can see at a glance are the corpses, piled up hundreds of meters high, with rivers of blood, and it is too horrible to see.

Amidst the flow of blood, screams could be heard in the distance.

The strong smell of blood made Liu Xia want to vomit.

In the vast sky and earth, there are endless corpses with no end in sight.

A violent and violent energy filled the world, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Suddenly, Liu Xia opened her eyes, gasping for air, shocked.

"See?"

Ao Cangqiong asked loudly.

"how so?"

Liu Xia was shocked. How could such a horrific scene appear in this grotto?

"This was the state of mind of the carver at that time. At that time, his heart was extremely violent and full of rage. This hammer was venting his anger, unwillingness and resentment in his heart. A person who can have such a state of mind

, must be a peerless master. If you can understand all the caves in this cave, it will definitely be of great benefit to your cultivation. It is not easy."

Ao Cangqiong said calmly.

"I see."

Liu Xia suddenly realized that there really was profound Buddhist teachings in this cave.

I thought about it and asked Dabao to come over when I have time to meditate together.

However, at this moment, Liu Xia heard your hurried footsteps in the distance.

Hearing this, Liu Xia's heart sank!

"It is indeed Jinghong. Haha. It is indeed her."

Liu Xia smiled sadly, with a little helplessness.

What Liu Xia couldn't bear was not the betrayal, but Jinghong's deception.

"call."

Liu Xia took a deep breath and walked outside.

"Boy, calm down."

Ao Cangqiong obviously felt Liu Xia's anger and said calmly.

"Senior, I'm fine. I'm just sad, not sad. If I choose to believe her, I will take the risk of being deceived. People will die when they live, and flowers will fall when they bloom. I should pay the price for this."

Liu Xia said calmly.

"That's good. I'm going to rest."

Liu Xia took Tianquan out of the Qiankun bag, and slowly opened the black cloth wrapping Tianquan. A bloody giant sword suddenly burst out with a faint blood light, reflecting Liu Xia's ferocious face.

His face looked extremely strange.

"Hahahaha, Hidden Dragon Holy Cult. Hidden Dragon Holy Cult! You've come out, you've come, are you still afraid of seeing me?"

Liu Xia immediately shouted loudly.

At this time, a group of men in black slowly appeared from all directions, numbering about a hundred.

Among them, those with the weakest cultivation level are all at the eighth level of carrying spirit, while the strongest ones are master level masters.

Not only that, there is even master-level spiritual practice.

The person at the head was a master master. Obviously, that person was the master who assassinated Jinghong that night.

Although Liu Xia didn't know whether it was just a show that night or if they really wanted to kill Jinghong.
Chapter completed!