Some were boxes, others were daggers, rings, and even perfectly square objects similar to Rubik's cubes, as well as round spheres, all emitting a strange, faint glow.
Shen Zhou slowly walked over, the hovering objects suddenly flickered slightly as if they were sentient.
Standing by the bed, Shen Zhou looked deeply at the body lying there and smiled faintly.
Zhang Xiaolan leaned in and said in a deep voice, "Could he be the owner of the astonishing city? He must have been dead for tens of thousands of years, yet he still looks very, very fresh, as if he were just asleep."
Shen Zhou pointed at the seven flowers, "These are the Ancient Bodhi Flowers. Do you know the meaning of bodhi?"
Zhang Xiaolan nodded slightly, "Bodhi comes from Sanskrit, meaning enlightenment and wisdom. It describes the moment when a person suddenly awakens as if from sleep, gaining sudden enlightenment, understanding all kinds of truths, and being able to reach a transcendent realm."
