He finally figured it out.

The power that prevents it from sensing comes from the little copper beast on the eaves.

The four flying eaves each squatted in a row of small copper beasts, and the four small copper beasts formed a row.

These little bronze beasts have different postures, but they are the same beast, honest and charming, and there is no power at all.

But it can isolate the induction power of the flying knife.

The flying knife silently pasted a little copper beast, and was pushed by invisible force.

The flying knife flashed slightly, and he had a stalemate with the little bronze beast for a while, and finally stuck it on.

The next moment, he saw the situation inside the pavilion.

A huge picture is hanging from the north wall of the building, occupying an entire wall.

There are layers of white clouds on the painting.

These white clouds seemed to be moving, and wisps of golden light flashed between the clouds.

"Boom!"

He made a shocking sound in his mind, like spring thunder exploded in his ears.

Scenes of wonders of heaven and earth appeared in front of my eyes.

The white clouds and the green dogs are all born and dried up, and life and death are like flowing water.

The true energy in the body began to surge, boil, and turned into turbulent waves.

He tried his best to maintain peace, and continued to see the picture.

I don’t know how long he has lost the concept of time.

The body becomes light without realizing it, and the mind is clear and happy.

He suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.
Chapter completed!