Chapter 18 Nine-color glazed lamp
The pressure and attraction made Xiao Bai involuntarily panic. Ten thousand steps ago, the attraction turned out to be so horrible.
What the hell is a lamp slave?
Xiao Bai had no time to think so much. He encouraged all the power in his body and hit the second round of the heart lamp with all his strength. The huge power was like an explosion. The flame of the lamp soul in his mind burst, pulling the oil-like fire and growing.
Xiao Bai is the first time to know the evolution of the lamp soul. Before, the realm of the lamp entered the realm of the heart lamp, which was just the beginning of the transformation of the lamp soul. Now it is the real transformation from one round of the heart lamp to the second round of the heart lamp.
The flame of the lamp soul is like a person's vitality, struggling to grow little by little. Xiao Bai noticed that black spots had appeared on the outermost part of the flame. After his consciousness came over, he found that there was another vacuum over there. The flame burned the surroundings into space and burned them like water.
Slowly, around the flame, it has been burned into a concentric ring. Outside the yellow flame, another color has been formed - purple!
At the same moment, Xiao Bai felt a burst of explosion in his mind, and the huge power made Xiao Bai unable to stand it and fainted.
Outside Xiao Bai's body, a purple snail is slowly opening its wings, which is like a vacuum. Although it can't be fanned, it will still slow down Xiao Bai's fall. The front pair of sharp hands has also changed in evolution. At the back end of the spikes, rows of hook claws are generated.
And the hard spine behind it has become a light mask, and the force inside is constantly flowing. At a glance, it is extraordinary and can withstand heavy blows than the original iron spine.
After a period of dark fall, there is a sense of light, a sudden enlightenment, and a feeling of dark flowers.
Xiao Bai didn't know at all. At the moment when he finally fell to the ground, a purple petal flew over, holding Xiao Bai's body and falling lightly.
When Xiao Bai woke up again, he found that he was lying on the ground safely. The ground here was very dry, but there was no lack of moisture in the air, and there was no feeling of depression in his heart.
After looking around a little, Xiao Bai felt at ease. There was nothing here except an altar. The altar was very high, and it was also raised step by step, but the height was not as shocking as Futu, and it only gave people a solemn sense of sacredness.
The altar is smoky, surrounded by branches of incense hanging from above and burning. This is what Xiao Bai needs to do under here.
Xiao Bai walked on the altar and came into his eyes. In the middle of the altar, a dark glazed lamp was placed in the center. The light had been extinguished. Around the edge of the wick, there were nine lotus-like petals arched the wick and protected it.
These nine lamp flaps are divided into nine different colors, but only one is an entity, and the rest is only color, but a shadow.
Xiao Bai secretly wondered that this was a broken lamp, and there was no one to guard it, and it didn't look like the original lamp. No one's original lamp was broken to this extent that he could still live. Moreover, even the original lamp had been extinguished. The owner of this original lamp should have died.
Entering the glass lamp, I reached out and touched it gently, and my heart felt like being struck by lightning. At the same time, my hand was as painful as burning. In an instant, my palm was burned and the bone was as painful as a needle.
"Strange! What the hell is it? There is such a power. Obviously, it has not been ignited, but it is more powerful than ordinary fire. If I don't shrink my hand, I'm afraid that this arm will be burned at that moment.
Xiao Bai was shocked by the remaining power of the glazed lamp at this station. If this nine-color glazed lamp is really someone's original lamp, then the power of this owner is unimaginable.
"Are you the lamp slave who came down this time?"
Xiao Bai was shocked. Although this voice sounded excited, it was so gloomy that people couldn't help but feel furious.
Turning around and looking back, a skinny man, holding a life lamp in his hand, stood in front of Xiao Bai. The man's skin was so thin that his whole body were attached to the bones, and all his hair had fallen off, and only a few loose ones were still embedded in his head. A pair of eyes have fallen deep into his eyes. If he hadn't turned, no one would have thought he was a living person.
Xiao Bai couldn't help but be shocked: "You? Is it a human?"
The man laughed coldly: "I am naturally a human being. If you stay here for 40 years, you will become like this."
Forty years?
Xiao Bai couldn't help sinking, that is to say, he would also live here for 40 years?
"But it's not so difficult to survive here. Why are you like this?" Xiao Bai is still a little puzzled. If he just survives, it should not be difficult. It is difficult to imagine that there is no secret to make it like this?
"Oh... Well, for the sake of someone coming to replace me, I'll tell you something as a reward for your replacement!" The old man trembled slightly and came over. Looking at him, Xiao Bai felt that as long as the wind blew, he could fall, but he was still strong and alive.
"I am the lamp slave sent by Murong's family, that is, the person who guards the nine-color glazed lamp. The task of the lamp slave is to prevent this last lamp flap from withering. Unfortunately, I don't understand why. Forty years, I have tried my best and couldn't find the reason.
"How have you protected this lamp from withering for 40 years? It should have something to do with your body, right? Xiao Bai asked that this glazed lamp was obviously oily and withered. If you want to keep its last lamp flap from wilting, you must use a very special means.
The old man took a look at Xiao Bai in surprise. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai found this problem at a glance, and then he was relieved that the living conditions here were actually very good. If he wanted to eat and drink enough, he could do it. Ordinary people should be able to find out his physical condition, but thinking about the task of this lamp slave can prove that Xiao Bai's brain should not be weak.
"Not bad. This glazed lamp has lost its self-operation function and needs another force to attract it to guide him to absorb power and self-run. The old man explained.
"So you use your own body to guide? So that this lamp can survive?" Xiao Bai was shocked. If you do this, what kind of effort is it for 40 years?
"Of course, my strength alone is not enough. I can only guide once a day, and then this glazed lamp will run itself, absorb the power of Futu, and maintain it."
It turned out to be like this. No wonder after stepping on Futu, he felt that the power of his lamp soul dissipated step by step. It turned out that he was absorbed by Futu and came here.
But on second thought, there was something wrong. When I boarded the Futu for the third time, it was clear that the power of the lamp soul was fed back to me. Moreover, Murong Like was obviously surprised when she saw her expression. How can this explain this?
"Forty years, daily guidance is very laborious. It can be said that this is a sacrifice that provides its own strength to this lamp free of charge. At that lamp, it says the method of guidance. You can go and have a look. After I leave, you can take care of yourself. I hope you can hold on until the next person to replace you. Later, the old man couldn't help but feel the excitement in his heart. After being sealed here for 40 years, he could still go out, return to his home and see his relatives. Xiao Bai could feel this feeling and emotion.
In particular, he will spend his days here in the future, and Xiao Bai has a feeling.
"Little brother, in a moment, I will go up from here, and naturally someone will come to pick me up. If you have any questions, just ask me. If I know, I will tell you." The old man is very happy. Although he sympathizes with Xiao Bai, he will not stay here with Xiao Bai.
Xiao Bai pondered for a while and found that although he had many questions, he could not give himself any answers compared with the old man. A person who could live here for 40 years should have somewhat understood what this place was, but Xiao Bai could not see any answers from the old man's expression.
Moreover, there is a bad feeling in Xiao Bai.
"There should be nothing to ask. When I first came here, I was not familiar with everything. Only when I met it would I slowly understand. You don't have to stay here with me. Go up first." Xiao Bai said in a low voice that although he had no grudge against the old man, he had to take advantage of it at this time.
"In that case, I won't stay much. In fact, there is nothing here. Slowly, you will understand everything. After meditating for a while, I finally decided to leave here first.
With a click of his finger on the life lamp, there is a huge eagle behind the old man.
Xiao Bai's heart suddenly trembled, and the lamp soul on the old man turned out to be what he yearned for most.
The posture of the eagle, the character of the eagle, and the eyes of the eagle are all the most admired by Xiao Bai.
"I don't have much strength to provide myself for self-study, so for 40 years, I'm still in the realm of ordinary lights, but it just allows me to get out of here." The old man smiled at Xiao Bai with a look of relief, and Xiao Bai also smiled.
"I'll see you if it's fate!"
The eagle behind the old man fluttered its wings, and his body roared up. Ten thousand steps of Futu, but it is not difficult to beat the eagle. At this height, it only takes a few ups and downs to reach the Futu.
Xiao Bai looked at the old man with a complicated look, and the attraction below and the pressure on the top squeezed the old man majesticly.
"I won't see you again." Xiao Bai muttered, and in his eyes, the old man's lamp soul collapsed in an instant under the action of two forces.
The old man's life lamp went out at that moment.
The lamp is dead, and the lamp is extinguished.
Xiao Bai sighed slightly, and he had a hunch of this result for a long time. It's just that I can't bear to die with hope than to despair.