The quiet room was dark, and Meng Qi, who was sitting on the cloud bed, presented a strange emptiness, as if he existed here, but also seemed to be far away in the horizon. The fragment of the Haotian Mirror in his hand was dull and dark, but it reflected the ever-changing layers. There are countless universes layered on top of each other, with glimpses of light and shadows, and various states of affairs at the same time. ,
Different from the normal path of legend, Meng Qi no longer has another self, and cannot rely on methods such as assimilation, point, communication, and tolerance to form projections, strengthen connections, and accumulate quantity into qualitative change, so that the worlds are unique, ubiquitous, and can be With the help of projection to mobilize the sea of energy corresponding to the universe, he can only create a mark that is unique to himself from scratch, a mark that covers subtle connections, so as to replace others and communicate with and master different universes and worlds.
But what kind of mark should be left in order to match the characteristics of the projection of the self in the corresponding universe, fit in with the source of the avenue, establish a subtle connection, and how to leave a mark? Meng Qi was still blind and could only move forward gropingly.
And relying on the specificity of the Haotian Mirror fragments can get twice the result with half the effort.
His consciousness was thrown into the fragments of the Haotian Mirror. Meng Qi's mind was dark and his spirit was blurry. It was as if he was flying in the vast, cold and dark universe. He couldn't see any light or sense any way out, only an endless trek.
Suddenly, the void cracked open, revealing a faint halo of light. Meng Qi's consciousness was wrapped in the Haotian Mirror's aura and suddenly flew over.
Penetrating through the layers of curtains, the sky and the earth were spinning, everything was alienated, and Meng Qi briefly lost consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, his consciousness gradually returned, but he found that his eyes could not see things, his ears could not hear sounds, and his body had lost touch. Only his spirit could spread a little, sensing the movement around him, and feeling his own consciousness. Trapped inside a palm-sized puppet.
I actually possessed a puppet
The unprecedented encounter made Meng Qi a little stunned. This was the path to creating a mark revealed by the fragments of the Haotian Mirror.
Just as the thought came to his mind, he heard a voice.
This is a common ruined temple in the wild. At this time, the night was dark, the sound of crashing was constant, and the rain was like a curtain, isolating this place from the outside world, making it suddenly feel like a world away.
There were many corpses lying around in the temple, with different wounds, but all showed the murderer's quick sword skills.
The blood had not yet solidified, and it didn't take long for the incident to happen. A young man with tied hair was holding a long sword, half-kneeling next to the corpse, and inspecting it carefully.
He has a pleasant and handsome face. But his temperament is lazy, and he is the kind of person who can sit but not stand, and can lie down but not sit.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe. He had a long beard and was dressed meticulously. His eyes were hidden and the hand holding the sword was a faint purple. At this time, he sighed and said: It's Mr. Miao from the Sihai Escort Bureau. Capture the leader.
Several voices from Mr. Miao's head sounded at the same time, and there were two men and one woman around. The woman is young, fifteen or sixteen years old, with newly opened eyebrows on her immature face, youthful and beautiful. Farthest away from the corpse, one of the men is young and timid, and the other has half-white hair. There are wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.
It turned out to be Mr. Miao from the Sihai Escort Bureau.
He is a world-famous person, even if he is not first-rate, he is not far behind. Nowadays, there are corpses lying in ruins in temples, and no one cares about them.
Could it be that he picked up some amazing escort
The middle-aged scribe shook his head: "A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. There is nothing more dangerous than this. Cheng'er, don't look any further. As soon as the heavy rain stops, we will stay away from this place immediately."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the collapsed Buddha statue and sat down.
Yes, Master. Xu Cheng withdrew his gaze, but the wounds still remained in his mind. They seemed to have come to life, turning into streaks of sword light, extremely fast and heart-stopping.
What a quick sword
Dad, you seem to know what's going on. The delicate and tender girl realized what the middle-aged scribe had not yet expressed. She couldn't hide her curiosity for a moment, so she jumped over like a fox and asked coquettishly.
Xu Cheng and other disciples also looked over, full of curiosity for knowledge.
What kind of treasure caused the world-famous Mr. Miao of the Sihai Escort Bureau to meet his death
The middle-aged scribe Shang Jiuming looked around, pondered for a moment and said: It doesn't matter if I tell you, it is something that is widely circulated in the world, but you are not at the same level and it is difficult to get in touch with it.
The pretty girl Shang Lingxi asked in confusion as to what was going on.
Shang Jiuming stroked the sword lightly, motioned his disciples and his daughter to sit down, and then slowly spoke: Have you ever heard of the Four Great Books
Xu Chengshang Lingxi and others shook their heads in confusion. As for the tyrannical skills, he and others knew a lot, such as the Star Transformation Scripture, the Heavenly Silkworm Magic Skill, the Great Sun Lifting Fire Wheel, the Yin-catching Yin Secret, the Tianluo Demonic Skill, and the True Secret of Immortality. They were all among the top masters. Zhanzhi's magical power is rampant in the world, but the four great wonders are simply unheard of.
Shang Jiu Ming showed a somewhat leisurely and fascinated expression: Martial arts are declining day by day, the four great books came into existence more than a hundred years ago, and there are many great masters in the martial arts world, which is not comparable to that of today's martial arts.
The strange book recommends elixirs first. The origin is unknown. It points directly to the great road. One golden elixir is swallowed into the belly. My fate is up to me. It is difficult to practice directly. However, it has derived Taoist secrets such as the Star Transformation Sutra and the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art. Countless great masters such as Tianhe Zhenren are now preserved in the Taoist Holy Land Zhitian Temple and have not appeared in the world for many years.
Shang Lingxi covered his lips with his right hand, shocked and enlightened. Xu Cheng and other disciples were also inexplicably shocked.
The top magical skills that I knew were only a certain aspect or part of Dan Yao.
No wonder it is called a strange book
The second strange book is the Demon Sect Cult. They call themselves the Holy Scripture. It explores the wonders of heaven and man. It is divided into many volumes. Each of them contains a powerful demonic skill, such as Tianluo Gong and the secret of taking Yin. It is said that if the evil scriptures are combined, First, it allows people to practice supreme magic skills and see the secret of the broken void. Unfortunately, the magic sect has become more and more divided over the past hundred years, and many volumes of the evil canon have long been lost. Shang Jiu Ming spoke eloquently, and Xu Cheng Shang Lingxi The others were fascinated, and it turned out that this was the origin of the Tianluo Demonic Skill. It turned out that the various branches of the Demonic Sect, which were powerful and terrifying in their hearts, were not at their peak.
Shang Jiuming continued: The Great Sun Li Huolun of the Northern Sect of Buddhism was dominant in the world, but more than a hundred years ago, their most terrifying and powerful thing was not this magical skill, but the esoteric wisdom, the teaching of the root sutra, spiritual cultivation, and the completion of the initiation. Accumulated from generation to generation. It is extremely tyrannical, like a Buddha walking in the world, able to pull people into reincarnation in past lives. It is mysterious and unpredictable, and it can be called the most unpredictable book among the strange books.
Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi and others looked at each other in shock. This description was more like a myth than a martial arts secret.
There are such miracles in the world
Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, the living Buddha and the Jingshen Sword met in today's abandoned capital, and they joined forces to create an eternal spiritual battle, and both sides entered reincarnation together. After fighting for supremacy in the previous life, the living Buddha was defeated and became enlightened. His body was condensed into glass, and he was immortalized. However, this was an unexpected death after all. He did not have time to initiate and teach the Dharma, and accumulated unknown results. The tyrannical spirit and wisdom of many generations were interrupted. It is extremely difficult for future generations to practice the root sutra of esoteric wisdom teachings again, and they have not succeeded until now. Shang Jiuming said with emotion that every anecdote about the rivers and lakes passed down by old people is truly a legend.
This story is even more exciting and unbelievable than the storyteller's story. Shang Lingxi and other disciples' eyes were filled with excitement and imagination. He has developed a strong interest in strange books. If he is destined to get one, his cultivation will be successful and the world will be great. Why don't you just let me walk sideways
"Dad, where is the fourth strange book?" Shang Lingxi couldn't wait to ask, his black and white eyes blinking.
yes. The fourth strange book is that Xu Cheng is also curious. They completely forgot that the original purpose was to find out what treasure Mr. Miao of the Sihai Escort Bureau was killed for.
Shang Jiuming smiled slightly and said with a sentimental expression: It is not a book, it is a puppet, the Excalibur Puppet.
Speaking of these four words, he became serious and solemn.
The Excalibur puppet Shang Lingxi looked at his father with innocent and blank eyes.
The last strange book turned out to be Puppet
Shang Jiu Ming's eyes were deep and he said: It was also more than a hundred years ago that the Sword Emperor and the Jingshen Sword had a decisive battle at Sunset Peak in the ruined capital. They both shattered into the void and left behind an unreachable figure. No one can recreate this scene again.
Before the decisive battle, they used the puppets they got as paper, the sword in their hands as pens, and the sword skills they had learned all their lives. They carved thirty words. The first fourteen and the last sixteen were respectively the Sword Emperor's Jingshen Sword. The understanding of swordsmanship includes their peerless swordsmanship, especially the former, as well as the method of true energy circulation, which reproduces the path of the original Sword Emperor.
At first, the Divine Sword Puppet was kept by the disciples of the Sword Emperor, but things changed at any time, and eventually wandered into the world. Every time it was born, it was accompanied by bloodshed, and the real winner became the best swordsman in the world. After the destruction of the Mu Mansion, the Five Elements Sword Sect collapsed. Disasters have come from this, too numerous to mention.
Mr. Miao was killed because of this, and Xu Cheng blurted out.
Shang Jiu Ming nodded lightly: Mr. Miao has made great progress in martial arts in recent years, and it is rumored that he got the Excalibur puppet.
Several disciples were suddenly stunned. They didn't expect that they would encounter something related to the strange book.
In fact, my swordsmanship is also closely related to Excalibur Puppet. Shang Jiuming suddenly sighed.
Ah Shang Lingxi looked confused.
Shang Jiuming smiled bitterly and said: My ancestor of the Shang family was originally the commander of the Imperial Guards in the Abandoned Capital. It was he who sent the letter of the Excalibur Puppet to the Sword Emperor and the Jingshen Sword. Seeing the unrivaled sword skills in the book, he secretly made a rubbing and left it behind. He mastered the powerful sword techniques of Zhenxie and Jingshen. Later, the family grew and became a sect. It prospered for a while, but gradually declined, the rubbings were lost, and the sword techniques were incomplete.
I don’t know when we will be able to regain the glory of the past
The voice gradually became lower, and the scene became quiet and depressing for a while.
Meng Qi listened to their stories and understood that he had returned to the world of the Sword Emperor and the Demon Queen, and had become the Excalibur Puppet he had left behind.
My past experiences and the sword skills I left behind have become legends in the world. What does this have to do with leaving a mark
How should this strange journey brought about by the fragments of the Haotian Mirror develop in order to derive a mark
Xu Cheng was in high spirits, holding the back of his head with his hands, lying down lazily, thinking about things related to the Four Great Books.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a puppet with a funny smile hiding in the darkness on top of the beam.
puppet
As soon as the idea came to his mind, he noticed that the puppet's eyes blinked and shed a clear tear.
Blinking tears, Xu Cheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, as if he had encountered a ghost, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode. . .
: The chapter in the evening will be relatively late, so everyone will read it in the early morning~