The whispers seemed to carry a mysterious rhythm. It was like a woman mumbling something in your ear.

One could vaguely guess that she was describing something. But he couldn’t even hear a word.

What’s going on?

Jagoan’s first reaction was that something was wrong with the thing on the 15th floor. But soon, he denied this idea.

There is absolutely no problem. It should be difficult to understand…

After making up his mind, Jagoan immediately calmed down. He looked up at the white mark in mid-air.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

The white mark, like the line swept by the end of the handwriting, was gradually shortened at this moment. It felt like a burning incense stick. As time passed, the incense stick gradually became a little late.

Seeing this, Jagoan suddenly understood.

That’s right. It must be talking about something…

What I need to do is to comprehend the contents of these words in a limited time…

Jagoan immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated all his attention, and listened carefully. The female voice, which was murmuring without any emotion, was vague.

Time passed little by little.

a quarter of the white handwriting disappeared. Jagoan still couldn’t hear the most ordinary words clearly. But he was

the changes in the upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish what the

syllables seemed to produce a mysterious Taoist Sense, making him no longer struggle with the content of each word, but to feel it

become light, as if

a large sphere. He was now inside the big ball. The inside wall of the ball was a colorful light

echoed out in

at the flickering light spot in front of him and listened to the female voice

ball. Although his eyes were still closed at this moment, Jagoan

breathe in and out according to the lines. At

occurred, he suddenly opened his eyes. He found that the big ball with mottled light disappeared

colors. They rotated slowly

light spots seemed to be close at hand, but they made Jagoan feel that he couldn’t touch them. Some light spots were obviously far

about what these light spots represented. He only hoped to come into contact with these

thinking and

narration were no longer pure in Jagoan’s ears, but more like a

of the Great Tao… The

had grasped something. But

are the

me on the

Taos, only comprehend

own Dao is the

after another was

it with its Kylin True Flame.

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