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"Taoism has a cloud. There are 3000 big worlds in this world. If we get rid of the shackles of these three thousand worlds, we will be detached. " An old man with a full head of flowers, holding a thick book in his hand, chanting at random. Su Heng sat there, smiling helplessly, sorting out tools such as shovels. These old archaeologists are always interested in older things.
"Little su, the third pit will open tomorrow. What ancient treasures do you think will be in it? " The old man with flowers looked at Su Heng's finishing tools and suddenly became interested. "I have read an ancient book. Ancient books say that this is the terrain that the Five Dragons look up to, and it is an excellent terrain for ancient wizards to worship heaven and earth. "
"That should be a sacrifice, right? Or some kind of idol? " Su Heng put down his tools and thought for a long time. "No.1 pit and No.2 pit only dug out some useless silverware, but some slates are more valuable. The words' three thousand worlds' appear repeatedly on the slate, and the rest of the ancient Chinese are vague and difficult to explain clearly. "
"Ha ha ha," the old man with flowers pointed to the thick book and burst out laughing. "This is why I recently studied this book. All ancient wizards believed in evil spirits and immortality, so they should be able to talk to some Taoist sayings. ...