This is really weird. Even though we haven't left this place, the weather has changed so much. In this white mist, Du Yang instinctively felt his heartbeat speeding up. It seemed that behind the white mist, there was something unknown waiting for me.
At this time, he felt a little excited and continued to move forward in the white mist. After walking for a few more minutes, the path came to an end. He saw a lonely stone house standing there, and the stone road under his feet led to the door of the stone house.
This stone house is very strange. It does not look very tall, and there are no windows on the four walls, only a small door for entry and exit. The entire stone house is made of stone bricks and slates. I don¡¯t know how long it has taken, but it is also covered with moss and green leafy wall-climbing plants.
Strange to say, standing in front of this stone house, the white mist seems to have become much lighter. But only the fog around the stone house dissipated, and the white fog in the distance still existed.
"Boy, it's this house! I feel very strongly about this house!" Shenghe said suddenly, his voice seemed to be trembling.
Du Yang walked around the stone house. Sure enough, he didn't see a single window, it was just stone walls on all sides.
"I am very familiar with this house, and I am certain that I have a deep connection with the things in this house." Shenghe said with great certainty, covering his forehead with one hand.
Du Yang slowly stretched out his hand and pulled the handle of the only small door.
At this moment, a figure rushed out of the white mist behind Du Yang.
It was the old man who called himself Butler Rogers, who appeared. He was angry and scolded rudely: "Young man from outside! Why did you break into this place without permission! This is not the place you should be! Get out!"
Du Yang stood there without moving.
It¡¯s not because of anything else, but since Holy River said that this stone house has a certain connection with him, he must find out! It would have been very difficult to restore the memory of the Holy River. Now that we finally have such an important clue, how can we let it go so easily?
Du Yang chuckled: "Old sir, I'm sorry about this. However, you didn't restrict me from standing still at the beginning. In order to have inspiration, I believe in horse riding. How can you say it's me when I walk here? Breaking in? And I kept hearing a voice in my mind just now, as if this stone house was calling me."
The last sentence was pure nonsense, but when Rogers heard this sentence, he was startled: "Young people, don't talk nonsense!"
His attitude became cautious and he asked tentatively: "Did you really hear someone calling you just now?"
Du Yang took a look: There is a door!
He continued his nonsense: "That's right. When I stood in the white mist, I felt a great attraction."
This time Rogers was silent.
At this time, Du Yang does not intend to tell anyone else about the Holy River. Even if it is very close family and friends, he will not tell the story about the Holy River easily, not to mention that the other party cannot distinguish between friend and foe.
Rogers has put on a different face, no longer as fierce as before.
"This room is the exclusive room of growth for Transcendents. It is the place where Transcendents of all generations have transformed and grown. It is also the most important and sacred place here. The power of the castle inside is the most restricted, unless you are a Transcendent yourself, or you Only those with the aura of a transcendent are qualified to enter here. Otherwise, it is impossible to open that door."
Rogers added: "No matter what the circumstances, letting anyone other than the Beyonder enter the House of Growth is an unforgivable sin for me as a steward. Young man, you'd better go."
Du Yang thought for a moment and suddenly said with a smile: "Old sir, I have already thought about it. My first wish is to enter the House of Growth!"
Rogers suddenly fell silent, looking embarrassed. After a short while, he said: "This is really difficult for me, old man. If I let you in, I made a mistake. If I don't let you in, your wish is too simple!"
He frowned and thought for a moment and said: "Well, I can promise you that I will give you a chance to try to pull the door, but it will consume your first wish. If the House of Growth allows you to enter. That is The will of the castle has nothing to do with me. If you are punished by the castle and are not allowed to enter, it also has nothing to do with me.
No matter which of the two outcomes it is, your first wish will be consumed. Do you want to? "
Du Yang nodded toward Rogers: "Thank you, old man!"
His will is very firm, and there is an inseparable connection between the transcendent and the holy river.?? relationship, this time we must do everything possible to help Shenghe restore his memory.
He took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand to pull the stone door.
As soon as his fingers touched the small door, there was a sudden click, and the door opened!
Rogers' eyes widened and he looked directly at Du Yang: "You are actually a Transcendent too? It turns out you have been lying to me all along!"
"I'm not lying to you, I don't know exactly what's going on."
Du Yang explained simply, and then heard Rogers sigh suddenly: "Since the castle is willing to let you enter the House of Growth, then you can go in! However, you only have one wish left."
A dazzling white light shot out from the crack in the door. Du Yang carefully opened the door and walked into the white light.
Is it because this castle sensed the presence of the holy river that it allowed me to enter this house of growth?
Du Yang entered the stone house without windows. Only after entering did he realize that there was another space inside the door!
It¡¯s pure white here, as big as a dozen squares! Not far away, there was a console-like device.
But the appearance of the thing is not metal, it also looks like a stone texture.
"What a familiar place!" Shenghe sighed: "It feels like I'm home!"
Du Yang stood in front of the console and saw that it was bare, with no buttons, no switches, nothing. But it looks like this thing is a console.
¡°Senior, how should I operate this thing?¡± Du Yang asked.
"This is the control mechanism of the House of Growth. Only those who transcend can activate it. However, you can try this."
Shenghe said: "You imitate me and use the energy of the Star Soul Array to elevate yourself to the dimensional realm, and then like this, like this, and like this again"
Du Yang did as Shenghe said, and then used his fingers to write a series of weird symbols on the top of the console.
With a buzzing sound, the console suddenly changed its shape as if it suddenly woke up from sleep. It becomes a bookshelf-like device.
¡°Obviously Shenghe¡¯s memory is recovering, at least he has remembered the password and passphrase to log in to this controller, which is the source of these complex symbols.
After being confirmed by the machine, its appearance changed.
¡°Open the cabinet under the machine, there are things I left behind.¡± Shenghe said excitedly.
Du Yang followed Sheng He's instructions and drew out several weird symbols. The cabinet door under the machine opened, and Du Yang took out a white "thin slate" the size of a palm.
"Senior, is this it?" Du Yang continued to search in the cabinet and found nothing else.
"Well, this is it! This is the record I left when I continued to break through various realms. Hum, boy, if you can understand this thing, you can become a transcendent!"
Du Yang smiled: "I only learn what I can get. It's useless to look at things that are too far away from me. You should take a look at this first, maybe you can think of something."
With that said, he put the "thin slate" into the Jie Xin Lock. As long as it is placed in the Jiexin Lock, the Holy River can be used at will.
"Hmph! You have a weird temper. If others heard that there was such a thing in the world, it would be weird if they didn't break their heads to snatch it!" Shenghe cursed with a smile, but he picked up this palm-sized thing with great solemnity. Thin Slate¡±.
He held the slate in his hand and drew some symbols. The "slate book" actually emitted a soft light, and words and pictures appeared on it.
Shenghe sat on the bed again, frowning and carefully looking at the information he had left back then. It's just that he struggled to read. Obviously, he couldn't remember many key things, so reading these things was like reading a book from heaven. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)