"The second level: learn and learn the corresponding basic onmyoji technique, and you can leave this place."
As soon as this voice fell, the original first level disappeared completely, and the prompt for the second level appeared: learn the first chapter, the spiritual eye.
It's just two simple words, and there are no other hints.
Shumao thought about it and couldn't understand what this spiritual eye was all about.
Shu Mao walked directly around this small place of inheritance.
It is a circular hall structure surrounded by stone walls, and the place where the hint is made is a mechanism, and Shu Shigeru places his hand on the stone wall and infiltrates the chakra to observe the inside of the stone wall.
At this moment, there was a sudden movement on the ground, and in the middle of the hall, the ground suddenly opened, and the stone sank in, and in a few moments a round cushion rose again.
Shumao immediately thought that this should be a prompt, Shumao didn't say a word, and sat directly on the cushion, facing the prompt mechanism.
As soon as Shumao sat down, he found that the prompt on the opposite side had changed, which read: Viewing the scene, observing the feelings, observing the heart, seeing the truth, seeing the sex, and the spirit Just after Shumao remembered these words, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the surroundings became dark again, and Shumao seemed to have returned to the scene of the first level.
Shumao suddenly remembered the sounds he had heard in the first level.
Thinking of those words just now, Shumao decided to sit on the mat this time and see what he could see.
In front of Shumao's eyes, the picture suddenly changed, and at this time Shumao found that he was actually sitting in the air, surrounded by ethereal, waves not far away, and the mountains were hazy even farther away.
Before Shu Shigeru could take a closer look, the picture in front of him changed again.
The mountain disappeared and became an endless sea, and at the end of the sea a bright red sun was slowly rising, and as the sun rose, the scenery in front of me changed again, the sea disappeared, and the land appeared in front of the trees, and slowly there were villages, and there was life, and the smoke curled, and after a while, a bazaar appeared.
This change makes Shigeru feel like he is watching a 3D movie.
The picture changes again, the original downtown disappears, and a forest appears, and Shushigeru even has the illusion that this is the dead forest of Konoha.
As the sky grew darker, the forest disappeared and eventually became a vast grassland, where the red sunset shone on the wind-swept pastures, and even the cattle and sheep could be seen.
The whole world was darkened, and everything was back again.
Before Shu Mao even had time to reminisce about the picture just now, the original place changed again.
The picture that appeared this time was a very lively downtown area, full of people, playing and shopping together, and sisters.
On both sides of the street, there are constant shouts, hawkers, weapons workshops, restaurants, and even fireworks alleys.
There were also officers and soldiers patrolling the streets, fortune tellers, and children with sugar gourds in their hands, but at this time, the style of painting suddenly changed, and countless arrows appeared in the sky, and those people didn't even have time to escape, all of them were nailed to the ground, and they immediately screamed and bled like a river.
Houses were set on fire by fiery arrows, pedestrians in the streets pushed and rushed to each other, and even old people could be seen, children were pushed to the ground, and others stepped directly over them.
There were more and more arrows, and they became more and more dense, and the officers and soldiers who patrolled the city were long gone, and a large number of black-pressed enemy troops rushed in from outside the city.
And so the war broke out.
War does not matter whether it is right or wrong, it does not matter whether it is just right or evil, it is just a matter of different positions and different camps, and this is war.
Everyone who starts a war is not necessarily a bad person, and everyone who holds the city is not necessarily a good person, and this is war The smoke of gunpowder dispersed on the battlefield, the corpses everywhere gradually disappeared, the rivers of blood also disappeared, and the red-eyed moon did not know when to climb into the starry sky.
Shu Mao still sat there like an old monk, like a rock, like a monument, just like that, motionless, not even blinking his eyes, staring wide, staring closely at the ever-changing patterns and scenery in front of him.
Although there was no sound on those things, Shumao felt that he could hear the voices coming from those pictures, which were so gentle, so playful, so hearty, but also so miserable, so roaring, and deafening.
I don't know when, Shumao closed his eyes, he didn't want to look at these pictures anymore, he seemed to grasp something.
Even though he closed his eyes, his brain spun like a superprocessor, reminiscing about the images.
His eyeballs even rolled up and down in his eyelids, as if those pictures and scenes were attached to his eyelids.
His breathing was slow and long, sometimes rapid and short, as if he had experienced those sights himself.
I don't know how long Shumao lingered, his eyes suddenly stopped moving, and his breathing slowly became steady and comfortable.
Slowly, he turned into a nameless stone again, a stone that had been soaked in the sea for thousands of years, and the surroundings were quiet, even the sound of air movement was faint, and the sound of Shumao's breathing, heartbeat, and so on disappeared, as if all the cells in his body had stopped functioning at this moment at the same time.
Finally, Shumao straightened up again and slowly opened his eyes, but this time, his eyes were quite strange, his left eye was incomparably bright, and he could illuminate the lines on the stone wall, and his right eye was incomparably deep, looking like an endless black hole.
At this moment, that voice sounded again: Congratulations on passing the second level, the Yin and Yang Eye has been cultivated, and you can freely enter and leave the Land of Inheritance from now on.
Two things floated down from the sky.
The first is a sturdy Taiji-shaped piece of jade.
The other is a book, or an introduction.
Taiji stone is the barrier to enter here, every time the soul penetrates in, you can automatically enter this space, of course, the body is still outside, Taiji stone is just the epitome here, those books and materials are backed up inside, which greatly facilitates learning, in the era of the prosperity of the onmyoji, this is the sign of the onmyoji.
The book is made of bamboo, and there is a rattling sound in the hand, and it is recorded on the stone wall that records the introduction of the secrets of the Onmyoji, like an index catalog, and also introduces some history about the Uzumaki family and the Ampere family, but unfortunately those are only a passing paragraph, but there are corresponding books on the shelf, which are much more detailed.
According to the records in the book, Shumao directly found the target he was looking for.
Thousands of tall buildings rose from the ground, he took some basic knowledge of yin and yang from the library again, and wanted to go back to study it when he had time, although he also got a copy from the housekeeper last time, but it is not a bad thing to take the heads of the family.
After leaving the land of Onmyoji's inheritance, Shushige went straight to the land of the Uzumaki clan, and Naruto was still waiting for him.
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