Section 1 Abandoned Silver Temple Garden
ZhuoMuJiang eyes fell down and stared at the distance. He couldn't help asking himself, "Really, you're not dreaming, are you?"
The carpet is paved with knee-short grass, dotted with white flowers the size of rice grains, and decorated from a distance, forming a vast grassland between heaven and earth. A gust of wind blew, and ripples rippled on the grassland, spreading to far away places, as if every flower and every piece of green grass were recruiting themselves and cheering briskly: "You're back ... you're back ... you're back ..."
The wind here is as gentle as my lover's breath. I really can't tell whether the wind blows on my face or my body drives the air to flow. Several huge stone pillars recline in the grass, adding a bit of majesty to this quiet space. Birds fly with flowers in their hands, land on the stone pillars, look around and chase after flying. If there is a harp in the air, they play the song of moonlight in late spring. The wind is blowing, the birds are singing, the earth is soothing and undulating, and the graceful curve like a girl is outlined. I want to come to the legendary Garden of Eden. Here's the thing. This is Zhuomu Qiangba's first impression.
Later, he found himself at the exit of a shaft, facing the grassland, and the line of sight behind him was blocked by Shijing. He went out and turned around again, and found that the environmental building was more like a bigger mailbox, and he himself got out of the position of the letter hole and then retreated. He saw the high courtyard, then retreated, then retreated ... all the way back to the prairie and set foot on the soft grass. There is a tall palace that stretches like the Great Wall, but there is no end in sight. Mottled and huge gray-black bricks are built into countless mosaic sculptures, vines climb around the elevated aqueduct, and huge stone pillars support the corridor like a plank road outside the Great Wall.
Thick and high palace walls, countless arch-bridge windows, and long and inclined stairs slowly upward. At the end of the stairs, the gate of heaven stands tall, and there are some small buildings scattered outside the wall, some like Tallinn, some like coffins, some like small temples, and some like ancient Greek temples. Zhuo has never seen such a strange building, but he can recognize some tall murals written on the walls, many of which are gods from ancient India.
Zhuo couldn't help taking a deep breath and thinking, has he arrived yet? However, this city always gives him a strange feeling. It is not like a sacred place described in various classics at all, but more like an abandoned construction factory, such as a city or huge building built by the ancients more than 1000 years ago, which was abandoned before it was completed. Although it is magnificent and breathtaking, there is always a kind of beauty that is incomplete and vicissitudes. It is most appropriate to describe it as the abandoned Garden of Eden.
The second wolf and the little wolf also emerged, growling at the blue sky and white clouds and climbing the stairs. The air is filled with sweet cheers, as if to emphasize over and over again: "Come back, come back, come back ..."
Zhuomu Qiangba followed the Cang Lang brothers to the steps. On the way, he glanced in the direction where they came. There is a green carpet at the end of the distant mountain, and there is a steaming fog around it. Finally, there is a wall made of white clouds. The closer to the ground, the thicker the clouds, such as heavy lead, and the inside of the clouds is where they come from? Zhuomu Qiangba immediately remembered the atmospheric circulation system mentioned by Lv Jingnan and exchanged rich oxygen in the lower level of Shambala. Can it be said that the atmospheric circulation makes the fog in the air form an encirclement like a typhoon, protecting the whole Shambhala, but there is no cloud or sky near the eye of the wind? Maybe there are other reasons?
There is another thing that puzzled Zhuomu Qiangba. It's really hot here, just like they are in the tropical jungle. Shouldn't it be at an altitude of six or seven kilometers?
When Zhuomu Qiangba boarded the huge heaven gate with questions, he felt that he had found the answer. The whole wall is surrounded by a big lake, which reflects the blue sky and slightly glows with golden scales. The whole lake presents four colors: blue, gold, green and cyan. Moreover, the lake can be seen at a glance that it was artificially dug. It is circular, and the diversion canal extends in all directions from the center of the lake, much like the structure of Gongbu Village. There are residential buildings in the sector area.
Zhuomu Qiangba thought he had found the answer, because he saw a little hot air rising from the lake, and two wolves and little wolves had been drinking water by a diversion canal. Zhuomu Qiangba tried the water temperature, and it was a little hot, but it was not impossible to get into the water. The water temperature should be around 40 to 50 degrees, with a little sulfur. Geothermal, as he and Yueyang discussed in the Amazon jungle, the heat here comes from geothermal!
Those Goba people who entered the artificial lake brought the melting water from the snow-capped mountains, and then I don't know what they did to heat the lake with heat energy and keep it at 40-50 degrees. Because this place is sandwiched between two mountains, it is basically a closed space, so it is like a sauna steaming the whole Shambhala. The hot air in this area has gradually become a climate, forming an atmospheric circulation on the third platform, keeping the cold out, releasing toxic gases and inhaling a lot of oxygen to keep the air fresh. Zhuomu Qiangba knows that there must be other magnificent buildings where he has not arrived, and it will not be so easy to change the whole atmospheric circulation.
Two wolves and little wolves don't have as many ideas as Zhuomu Qiangba. They carefully test the water temperature, slowly soak their whole bodies in water, and then gradually swim away. After the cold and long attack, they took a sauna and were very comfortable. The little wolf splashed water and asked Zhuomu Qiangba to play in the water.
It was a little hot when I first got into the water, but I soon got used to it. What's even more amazing is that in this warm snow mountain geothermal lake, there are thin scale fish wandering around and some unknown green plants. The incredible miracle of life makes this 40-50 degree lake full of vitality.
Soaking in a warm hot spring and counting the clouds in the blue sky is simply the difference between heaven and hell compared with going against the wind in that snow fog. Zhuomu Qiangba spread out his limbs and lay on his back in the water, really unwilling to move.
I don't know how long I've been in the water. I've cleared away all my fatigue, so Zhuomu Qiangba stood up from the water. I saw that the circular canal seemed to be designed as a spiral downward, and the spray was flowing happily. Standing in the water and looking up at houses with different shapes and uniform specifications, it seems to be in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, picturesque, but ... the warm wind blows, but it sounds like an ancient sigh.
Zhuomu Qiangba walked along the circular road, from one residential building to another. The style of those buildings is still so well preserved, even if a little is eroded by wind and rain or damaged by trees, most of them are complete houses. Just, where are the people here?
Zhuomu Qiangba was about to stroll into a house, but he was stopped by the little wolf and warned in a low voice, "Don't go in."
Zhuomu Qiangba knows Xiao Lang best. Hearing Xiao Lang's warning, he squatted down to provoke Xiao Lang's chin and said, "Can't you go in?" Is there anything bad for me in this? "
Little Wolf nodded inexplicably, and Zhuomu Qiangba also nodded: "Got it." He stopped coming into the house, just stood outside and observed. All the furniture in the house is in good condition, which makes him more suspicious. What happened in the end, which made people in this magnificent city become empty and silent!
Walking in the empty street, listening to the gurgling sound of running water, looking at covered bridges, high walls and blue bricks, I feel a little scared.
Spiders weave webs in corners, and creatures such as mice, rabbits or lizards quickly shuttle away. However, no one ... no one ... the empty city was dead, and he didn't even find a skeleton. He prefers those well-preserved buildings, as if telling strangers about the recent prosperity.
Above the tall house, there are all kinds of statues, such as the goddess in elegant clothes, the king kong glaring, the beast stepping on the cloud, and the kid climbing over the wall. Those statues are big or small, lifelike, and strings of kids hang in front of doors, walls, even under eaves and porches.
When were these buildings built? When did the idea of designing this circular building group come into being? Who built them? Where's the owner here? Zhuomu Qiangba sighed doubtfully. Ten minutes later, he heard a sigh.
Zhuomu Qiangba stood puzzled. Is anybody there?
Who knows, the little wolf was chanting beside him, and a few minutes later, in the distance, it seemed that somewhere behind him, there was the howl of the little wolf. The little wolves bared their teeth and some smiled proudly at Zhuomu Qiangba, as if to say, "Awesome."
It turns out that this arc-shaped building community has formed something similar to an echo wall. After the sound spread out, I don't know how to turn around and it came back from behind. This is the use of acoustics by those ancient people. Before Zhuomu Qiangba could elaborate, the two wolves issued a warning: "It's time to go, we must leave here before dark."
I don't know what will appear here at night. Maybe it's the giant cockroach. Zhuomu Qiangba has no time to explore. He just feels strange that such an empty city looks so prosperous. Isn't this Shambhala? He thought for a long time, then gave a howl and asked the little wolf, "How far is it from home?"
The little wolf squinted at the distance. The sunset was gone, but the sky was still blue and the clouds were like fire: "It's still far away."
Zhuomu Qiangba looked back at the dense clouds surrounding this space, and Shambhala shrouded in dense fog. Is it all black now?
Walking on the grassland, the species of creatures began to increase. Before long, two wolves and little wolves caught some long-horned creatures such as rabbits. When they were full, they took the earth as a mat and looked up at the clouds and pale dogs that drifted by, and gradually the galaxy was gathering. The sky is like a vault, covering the fields. The feeling of emptiness extends in all directions, and my thoughts seem to spread thousands of miles away.
After walking for another two days, the grass gradually became dense and the trees gradually increased. He walked from the grassland into the jungle. Giant trees that cover the sun, their branches, leaves and roots are intertwined, like monsters that are constantly wrestling. Two wolves and little wolves can bend over and drill through the gap, but it is difficult for them to squeeze through this dense forest, drill holes sideways and climb trees over the wall. Walking, Zhuomu Qiangba saw the second city ... or a temple?
What a big temple! Zhuomu Qiangba is at the top of some giant trees. From a distance, you can see the criss-crossing lines between heaven and earth, and the layout is like a chessboard. When you get closer, you will find that those lines are square and surrounded by concentric rectangles like the word "Hui". Approached, I found that those lines were caused by gaps between trees, and when he emerged from the last row of dense Woods, he didn't see the whole picture of those lines.
In the middle of the forest, a square yard appeared. I'm afraid the perimeter of this patio is several kilometers. There is water at the bottom of the well, and the temple is in the middle of the water! Those lines are made up of the side walls of temples or rows of Tallinns like pine trees. Zhuomu Qiangba stood on the edge of the courtyard and looked at the temple. It seemed so unreal, as if it didn't belong to this world.
The secret is that this artificial patio is polished too smoothly. There are no waves on the water, like a mirror. Through the water, you can clearly see the white clouds floating slowly in the water, so the distant temples seem to float in mid-air.
The roads leading to the temple are all artificially polished into duckweed or lotus leaf style. Stepping on it feels like a dragonfly. I don't know how flat Fanghu is. When Zhuomu Qiangba stepped on those duckweeds, he actually felt dizzy at high altitude, for fear of stepping on the wrong foot and falling into the dust.
Two wolves and little wolves don't seem to have this illusion, but they can still wrestle and frolic on duckweed, running all the way.
When Zhuomu Qiangba finally came to the temple, he was completely shocked by what he saw. The composition of this temple used to be thousands of Buddha statues and ghosts. It can be said that a temple is built with a three-dimensional vivid and varied Buddha statue as a brick; In other words, the ancients first cut a lava mountain into a huge cube, then dug out the approximate shape of a temple from the cube, and finally hollowed it out to carve the roof, corridor, beams, columns, walls, doors, sills, windows, steps and railings of the temple into small Buddha statues. From a distance, the wall is flat, but from a close distance, it is uneven, because they are all small people less than the size of their palms, dancing arm in arm and stepping on their backs. There are more than 100 million figurines in the whole temple. What a huge project!
Zhuomu Qiangba rubbed these little people quietly. Among them, there are gods, ghosts, buddhas, birds, animals, insects, ants, ephemera and rattan flowers. In fact, all life in the world, with or without it, is carved in temples. Later, on the basis of these little people, a larger building was built, and hundreds of thousands of little people were hooked together to form a huge Buddha statue; Hundreds of thousands of little people trampled on each other, and they built huge text symbols protruding from the wall; Those Tallinns are also formed by millions of little people piled together; Even the bluestone slab under your feet is the image of an ocean of desire. Hundreds of millions of little people cry, struggle, surge and bend down to look carefully in the ocean of desire, and you can see those little people with different expressions on their faces, either angry, desperate, sad or crazy. Zhuomu Qiangba's feet stepped on the ocean of desire, and at each foot, dozens of little people raised their arms and shouted in pain. When Zhuomu Qiangba raises her eyes and looks up, she will see the dome and countless flying flowers falling sadly to the world. They flew up their sleeves with colorful silk, as if trying to catch the clouds in the sky, but in vain, they bid farewell to infatuation. On the four walls, there is a Buddha statue with a halo on its head. Their facial expressions are very similar. There seems to be a little pity and indifference in their eyes, or a little sadness or anger. After reading it, I only felt a dull depression, and my eyes were full of deep melancholy!
Through the struggling crowd and the gods overlooking all beings, Zhuomu Qiangba came to the wall of this temple, and he immediately felt different again.
Be quiet! The most mysterious interpretation of Zen Buddhism.
This square temple built by little people is so quiet that there is no sound. Zhuomu Qiangba held her breath and listened carefully, but there was still no sound; They brought the only sound. His footsteps, the wolf's footsteps, his breathing, the wolf's breathing ... not just silence. Zhuomu Qiangba felt as if he had come to another world, enclosed in a crystal, and a cube made of pure oxygen enveloped the building. It is his own breathing that disturbs the air flow here. Otherwise, everything here should be still.
Water is still, like a smooth glass mirror; The air is still, and the oxygen is very thick, as if there is something. You can clearly feel yourself dragging them into your chest, sucking them into your lungs, and turning them into countless ties all over your limbs. When a leaf falls, it never rotates like being blown down by the wind, but falls straight and slowly. If you look at the water, you will see a leaf floating slowly from the bottom of the water.
When Zhuomu Qiangba found that all this seemed to be motionless, and then looked at the smell of the villain attached to the ground, he suddenly felt a thorn on his back and shocked his whole body. Those little people whose shapes have been fixed should really be static, and they still seem to be moving! People in the sea of desire really seem to surge, and when they trample on each other, they will surge with the sea of blood and try to cling to the instep; The four-walled deities and buddhas are walking slowly in Langfang with irrelevant eyes, as if they were going on a pilgrimage or away from secular disputes; The flying fairy in the sky, like a falling Qingyun, is not slow, but approaching the sea of desire at a worrying slow speed.
What kind of feeling is that? It seems that I am out of love MP and look at all sentient beings with a lofty attitude. The Buddha is in my hands, and the universe is at ease in my chest. It's just that this feeling makes Zhuomu Qiangba very uncomfortable. He knows that this is undoubtedly the ancient people's mastery and application of sound, air, vision and other phenomena, which has caused this illusion and made people feel that they have surpassed the Buddha and controlled the whole universe. Zhuomu Qiangba has never seen any similar buildings in his life. This feeling of detachment has not made him feel like a fairy, but he has felt endless fear.
For Zhuomu Qiangba, this is an endless strange magic temple hidden behind the majestic momentum. He can't stay any longer. He didn't even finish browsing the first square and main hall, so he called the second wolf and the little wolf and left in a hurry.
When Zhuomu Qiangba wandered in the abandoned city-state of Shambala, Mo Jin and others had reached the edge. Unlike Zhuomu Qiangba, who took the underground passage under the leadership of Little Wolf and Second Wolf, they walked along the edge of the three-tier platform.
On this day, they were still queuing in the snow and ice, and suddenly they found fog ahead. At first, you can see people 50 meters away. When you walk, the distance you can see is only 10 meter. Further on, the fog became thicker and whiter, as if it had squeezed into a pile of cotton wool and stretched out its arm, but no fingers.
Mockin ordered a complete switch to infrared mode. Suddenly, he heard the soldiers shouting, as if he had found something. Mojin and Solis also put on their helmets and switched modes.
"What's that, boss? Are we in the Flame Mountain? " Massoji was yelling at the side.
Through the infrared mode of the helmet, Mo Jin clearly saw that there seemed to be dozens of monsters less than 200 meters away from them, and the hot air turned into flames, which was a latosolic red in the infrared mode.
"Well, here we are at last." Mo Jin was surprised and let out a cry, without any dignity. The mercenaries cheered at once when they heard the news. A few impatient people, desperate to rush forward, were called back by Mo Jin.
"Is this it?" Suarez asked, "What's ahead?"
Mojin said: "The second half of Gugejin's book records that to reach the temple, you must first reach the sighing wall. According to records, that wall is thousands of meters thick, hollow, riddled with holes and smoking. If someone sighs, it is named the wall of sighs. This wall not only isolates the temple from the outside world, but also covers the third strange platform in the fog. "
"Smoke? You mean, the fog of the whole third strange platform comes from here? " Solis is puzzled.
Mo Jin took off his helmet, took Solis back 100 meters, pointed to the front and said, "Look at this cloud, isn't it different?"
Suarez looked hard, and sure enough, although he was in white fog, the fog ahead was very thick, like white smoke from a big factory and like a substance. Like a floodgate, the fog spurted out, soared hundreds of meters high, and then rolled away along the third platform in the direction where they came. The fog covering the sun on the third platform turned out to be artificial!
Suarez looked around, and the sea of fog was like a tide, continuous. It seems that this sighing wall actually broke the third platform and created the magical effect of the fog lock platform. Before that, Suarez always thought that frost, clouds and rain were natural wonders, but today he actually saw artificial fog! This is not a small smoke column in the factory, but a fog covering hundreds of kilometers in Fiona Fang!
"This is ... how?" If the upside-down temple is an artificial wonder, Solis can still believe it is an artificial wonder. He really can't understand how the ancients can make such amazing effects, let alone last for thousands of years.
"Before that, I was puzzled," said Mo Jin in awe. "Later, I heard Basang say that they went to a tropical jungle or something, so I dared to associate with them. In addition, the original volcanic appearance of this land also confirms my idea. "
"Don't keep me in suspense, just say what you think." Solis is getting impatient.
Mo Jin said slowly, "The temple of pagbalha and the scattered city-states around it were built on an active volcano, which existed at the beginning of the earth's formation hundreds of millions of years ago. A thousand years ago, it was still spouting magma irregularly. Those Geba people chose the temple here because they used the natural energy of the volcano to extract geothermal magma for their own use. The sighing wall separates the temple from its surroundings, forming an independent space, just like we built a house with heating and air conditioning in it. The temperature outside is tens of degrees below zero, and the temperature inside can reach 30 degrees. It's just that this room is very large, and the area should be calculated as 100 square kilometer. This is a miracle created by the Goba people. It uses the unique geographical environment and unimaginable energy to build a miracle that our modern technology can't imagine! Use artificial power to change the natural environment of Fiona Fang for hundreds of kilometers! "
Mo Jin waved his finger and said forcefully, "That sighing wall should be the exhaust hole for the operation of large machinery thousands of meters underground. The extremely high temperature they sprayed collided with the extremely low temperature outside, forming this dense fog all over the sky. It must have been calculated long ago that the Goba people never give up using any effective resources. This dense fog just protects the whole temple and its satellite city. "
"But it has been running for a thousand years?" Suarez still can't believe that it was the wisdom of the ancients in China a thousand years ago to build a large air conditioner that could change the ambient temperature for hundreds of kilometers.
"Do you know why the perpetual motion machine can't be built?" Mo Jin suddenly changed a question and replied: "Because energy is always consumed, it is impossible to make it out of nothing, but with the continuous development of automatic machinery, the worn part can be replaced by the machinery itself, so what a perpetual motion machine needs is a source that can provide energy permanently."
In fact, nature provides countless almost permanent energy sources, such as sunlight, tides, water and wind. As long as these energies are fully utilized, it is feasible to make perpetual motion machines. Goba people use the energy of volcanoes. For a thousand years, if the volcano is not extinguished, the machine will keep running. Even if no one operates the replacement, it will keep running like this until all the parts are worn out and unusable. /kloc-the wisdom of the ancients 0/000 years ago. I am glad that this wisdom was submerged in the long river of war. Otherwise, we can't imagine what China will be like today! "
"If the jet is extremely high gas, how can we pass? After a period of love with Mo Jin, Suarez thought of another problem.
"Rest assured, it will stop to have a rest. This is the traditional philosophical thinking of China in ancient times. Only in this way can those machines be immortal for thousands of years. Mo Jin is full of confidence.
Mo Jin is right. After a while, the steaming heat gradually subsided, and their mercenary team quickly stepped forward and used modern tools to climb the wall of sighs.
This wall 100 meter thick can be regarded as a big square. Standing on it overlooking the inside and outside of the wall is a completely different world. Outside the wall is white fog, but inside the wall is green grass, making carpets. Looking at those green eyes, Mo Jin smiled and said, "We ... finally arrived!" " "
There was a cheer on the wall, and those mercenaries temporarily forgot whether they were happy or not. After walking in the ice and snow for several months, they suddenly saw an oasis with heating, and they were in a good mood. They took off their helmets and breathed fresh air, as if they could see the Temple of pagbalha a few steps further, but they didn't know that the road ahead was long and hard, and death was waiting for them.