The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Li Muchen was looking for the source of the sound.

But this place is so empty and vague, the surrounding space seems to be void and filled with a mysterious red light.

There was only that city, just lying there quietly.

The sound obviously did not come from outside the secret realm, so it could only have come from this city.

There are really people in the city!

Li Muchen became excited and asked, "Who are you?"

no respond.

There was silence all around, so quiet that it seemed as if what I had just heard was just an illusion.

Li Muchen slowly walked towards the tall door. The two words "Shen Gong" on the door were emitting a strange glow.

Perhaps the door was too tall. When he walked to the door and looked at it again, it no longer looked like a door, but a wall.

He didn't find any door knocker or door handle, only a shallow gap in the middle, indicating that it was composed of two doors.

Li Muchen tried to push it gently, but it didn't move.

The touch was soft, and even a little warm. The feeling was transmitted from his hand and spread throughout his body like an electric current. It was an indescribable feeling.

He added some strength, but nothing moved.

He added some strength again, and this time he used his magic power.

Still motionless.

The door was obviously made of a special material; even the gap in the middle was so tight that it looked as if it had been glued.

The spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate it, so I don’t know how thick the door is, nor can I know what’s going on inside the door.

Want to destroy it?

Li Muchen felt a little reluctant.

He had a feeling that this city had some strange connection with him, and he didn't want to destroy it.

The door must be able to be opened, otherwise there is no need to have a door.

Moreover, judging from the situation of the previous test, it may not be easy to destroy it.

Li Muchen floated up and hovered in the air, examining the door carefully.

Like this strange city, the gate is not square but oval, but it is not a regular oval, it looks a bit like a trimmed leaf.

The surface of the door is not smooth and has some slight wrinkles, but I couldn't feel them when I touched it just now. I could only see them when I looked at the whole door now.

The word "Shrine" was not carved on the door, but was suspended above the door, as if vines had grown out of the crack in the door and were entangled there.

If you look closer, you can no longer see the shape of the words, just some crystals attached there.

Could this be a mechanism to open the door?

Li Muchen walked forward and gently touched the crystals, and suddenly laughed.

The crystals of the other parts of the two characters are very thin, except for the "口" character in the middle below the character 宫, which has a convex edge and a concave inside, which is different from other places.

This should be where the mechanism is.

But how to use it?

The art of mechanical engineering is nothing more than the Five Elements and the Eight Diagrams, and the Qi Men Dun Jia, but these crystals are disordered, and obviously not in a special arrangement.

The most crucial thing is that the material of this door blocks the magic power, which makes him unable to detect it with his spiritual sense, nor can he use magic power to forcibly analyze it.

Li Muchen looked at it and studied it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Did I guess wrong?

He observed for a long time. Apart from the two words "Shrine", he carefully looked, touched and searched the door from top to bottom and from left to right, but found nothing.

He looked at the city walls on both sides of the gate that rolled up like petals, as well as the surrounding empty space hidden in the red light.

Finally, he returned to the character "宫" and looked at the character "口" in the middle.

The problem should still be here.

But how to solve this mechanism? He racked his brains but still couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, how do I open this door?" he asked.

The sound echoed in the void, and a red light flickered in the distance.

But no one responded to him.

"Don't you want me to go in? If you didn't want me to go in, why did you talk to me just now?" Li Muchen said again.

"If you can't come in, it means this door is not opened for you." The voice finally sounded.

"what?"

Li Muchen asked the question while looking for the source of the sound.

He was sure that the sound came from "the city."

"Is this door meant for someone?"

"Yeah, she just opens up for someone."

"why?"

“There is no reason, just like loving someone, you just love them, there is no reason.”

"Love can change. After loving one person, you can love another. Why can't you open your door for another person?"

"No, you don't understand love. True love never changes. Once you love someone, there will never be a second time."

The voice was still gentle, but for some reason, it seemed to have a hint of sadness.

"Have you ever loved?" Li Muchen asked.

"If there had been no love, the city would not be here. If there had been no love, there would be no trace of the door being opened..."

The mysterious voice is like a whisper, as if a female poet is immersed in an old love.

"…If you have never loved, there will be no origin of life. If you have never loved, you will not understand the meaning of letting go…"

Li Muchen listened quietly.

When he heard the words "origin of life", he vaguely caught a glimpse of inspiration, like a match struck in the dark, lighting up for an instant but quickly going out.

He frowned, thinking hard, and muttered the words of the mysterious woman:

"If there had been no love, the city would not be here..."

"If there had been no love, there would be no trace of the door being opened..."

He looked at the crack that was split and then tightly closed together. This should be the trace of opening. It was just a trace, so it could not be opened. Only those who had opened it before could understand its meaning.

"If there had been no love, there would have been no origin of life..."

Li Muchen only felt a flash of lightning passing through his mind.

"I understand!" He looked at the word "Palace" again, "Gong Bo said that Palace represents the womb, the origin of life. And life originates from love, and only great love can give birth to life. The love of a saint is great love. This is where the saint was born, where the world was created, so it is called the Palace of the Gods!"

"The Shrine is the beginning of life and the foundation of life. Practitioners cultivate longevity, so the Shrine is the foundation of practice."

"But our methods of cultivation are all wrong! We mistakenly regard the Divine Palace as a place where true essence is stored, as a pool for accumulating energy, but we don't know that the original form of life is the essence of the Divine Palace and the highest realm of cultivation. That is why the Taoist ancestor asked in the Tao Te Ching: 'If you can gather your energy and make it soft, can you become like a baby?'"

Li Muchen stretched out his hand and touched the crack in the door again. The moment he touched it, the solidified colloid in the crack seemed to be melting, and his fingertips felt a little wet.

At the same time, the two words "Shrine" were also changing.