As Abbott passed through the golden arch, the scene in front of him changed. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the ancient and magnificent Brahma Temple.
Surrounded by towering stone pillars and exquisite murals, the air was filled with a touch of sandalwood, and bursts of Sanskrit singing could be faintly heard in the ears. Everything seemed solemn and solemn, in sharp contrast to the chaotic illusion before.
"I...came back?" Ebert looked around, filled with doubts, "Where is Saraswati? How is she?"
He remembered that in the illusion, Saraswati was hit by that powerful force in order to save him, and finally dissipated before his eyes.
"Did she...really disappear?" Ebert's heart suddenly sank, and an indescribable feeling surged into his heart.
"Ebert!"
A familiar voice came from not far away. Ebert suddenly raised his head and looked around, only to see Saraswati standing next to a stone pillar, waving to him. She looked unscathed, except for some dust on her lavender sari, as if she had been involved in a violent fight.
Seeing that Saraswati was safe and sound, the stone hanging in Ebert's heart finally fell to the ground. He walked quickly to Saraswati, looked her up and down, and after confirming that she was really fine, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's great that you're okay!" Abbott said sincerely, with a hint of concern in his tone that he was not even aware of.
Saraswati smiled slightly, "Worrying you, I didn't expect the illusion to be so real, I almost got lost in it." She paused, "What about you? It seems like you successfully defeated the fear in your heart. "
"Yeah," Abbott thought of the experience in the fantasy world, still feeling a little scared in his heart, "That feeling was so real, I almost..." He shook his head, not wanting to think about that painful memory again.
"We have all come out successfully, and this is enough." Saraswati said, "It seems that the test of the 'ladder' is to make us understand ourselves better and cherish each other more."
Abbott was slightly startled. Cherish each other? Before he had time to think about the meaning of this sentence, he heard a noise coming from a distance.
They followed the sound and saw people coming out of other passages one after another. Everyone's face was tired and happy to survive the disaster. Some people were even injured, obviously they had eaten too much in the illusion. Less pain.
"It seems that there are not many people who have passed the 'ladder to heaven' test." Ebert looked around and found that there were only a few dozen people who had successfully arrived here. Compared with the hundreds of people who first entered the "ladder to heaven", it can be said that It was a heavy loss.
"That's natural. The 'Ladder to Heaven' tests character, not strength." An old voice sounded behind them.
Ebert and Saraswati turned around and saw an old man in white robes walking slowly towards them. His beard and hair are all white, but he is energetic and has a burning gaze, giving people a sense of calmness and self-power.
"You are..." Ebert looked at the old man and felt a vague feeling of familiarity in his heart, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"The old man is one of the elders of the Brahma Temple, and is responsible for presiding over the selection of the 'Hand of Brahma'." The old man smiled slightly, "It is really rare that you can pass the test of the 'Ladder to Heaven' so quickly. It seems that your Their temperament is outstanding."
The old man's gaze lingered on Ebote and Saraswati for a moment, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, "Especially you, young man, your 'Language of Nature' magic has already begun to gain a glimpse. In time, you will definitely be able to master it." Become a great weapon."
Ebert was shocked. This old man could see through his magical talent at a glance!
"The elder has commended you." Abbott said humbly, "I'm still far from it."
"Not arrogant or impetuous, that's good." The old man nodded, "Do you know why the test of the 'Ladder to Heaven' is set up in the form of a fantasy?"
Ebert and Saraswati looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Because the most powerful power in the world comes from deep within our hearts." The old man's voice gradually slowed down, full of deep wisdom, "Only by overcoming the fear and greed deep in the heart can a person truly become a powerful person. Dominate, otherwise, it will be counterattacked by the power."
He paused briefly, then continued: "Of course, there are always some people who hope to find shortcuts, hoping to see the rainbow without going through the wind and rain." He slowly looked around, and his eyes finally stopped at those people who had successfully passed the "ladder to heaven" test. "I know that some people present have resorted to some disgraceful methods in order to succeed in the challenge, such as taking banned drugs or bribing the examiners..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight commotion in the crowd. Elder Aditya's eyes suddenly turned to Ebote and Saraswati, especially when his eyes were fixed on an ancient jade ring worn on the index finger of Ebote's right hand, a special concern was revealed. undoubtedly.
This ring is dark brown in color and engraved with fine and unique patterns. Although it looks ordinary, it exudes an indescribable ancientness and solemnity.
"This is..." A flash of surprise flashed across Elder Aditya's eyes. He approached Ebert, observed the ring carefully, and asked gently, "This ring was given to you by Elder Ascetic as a token. Bar?"
Ebert was startled for a moment, subconsciously touched the ring, and asked in surprise, "Elder, have you ever met my master?"
"Elder 'Ascetic' was a great elder in the past. I was lucky enough to have met him several times, so I could naturally recognize his token." Elder Aditya said with emotion, "At that time, what Elder 'Ascetic' said His proficiency in the 'Language of Nature' is so powerful that people look up to him. I never thought that he would pass this ring to you. It seems that you must be his favorite disciple."
Hearing this, there was another soft exclamation from the surrounding crowd, and all eyes instantly focused on Ebote, with expressions of shock and disbelief.
"It turns out that he is actually a disciple of Elder Ascetic! No wonder he is so proficient in the 'Language of Nature'!"
"As a disciple of the elder 'Ascetic', he is enough to directly join the 'Hand of Brahma' without participating in the selection!"
Such comments echoed in Ebert's ears, making him feel both proud and slightly embarrassed.