With his eyes set on his face, Mo Tianliao fell into the frenzy of refining again, and rushed into the refining room with Qingtong who was still beating him.
"In order for spiritual wisdom to be able to go back to the past, it must be able to image, but spiritual thinking is not continuous." Mo Tianliao said to himself with a piece of the Beginning Stone.
"Wow, Master, how do you know it's discontinuous?" Tai Shi turned into a chain and twisted, indicating that he was continuous.
Mo Tianliao ignored it, Qingtong raised his hand and grabbed the chain and scratched it. Talking upside down all day long, it seems that he can think continuously.
In fact, people do not think continuously. When thinking about one thing, it is very likely that they will go to another thing. So if Xuanjian wants to continuously present a past event, there must be something that can be remembered. All the thoughts flashed by the intellect can even help the intellect to go back in time.
Mo Tianliao found a "mirage stone" from the pile of treasured materials. The so-called mirage stone, as the name suggests, is a stone that can trigger mirage-like illusions. This stone is usually used to make high-level illusion formations, and is rarely used for refining.
"The mirage can remember the things engraved by the soul, and after drawing the formation, it can spontaneously interpret it." Seeing Qingtong's curiosity, Mo Tianliao handed him the crystal clear round stone in his hand.
Qingtong stared at the stone and looked closely. The stone was basically transparent, showing a colorful pattern under the light, just like the pattern inside a shell. Peeked into a ray of divine soul to check, and saw nothing.
"Come, let me take a look." Mo Tianliao took the stone back and put it in a basin of clear water beside him. He drew a simple magic circle on the water with his fingers, and a line slowly appeared in the black basin. The image, a handsome and domineering face with a smile on his face, is the usual Mo Tianliao.
Qingtong was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and knocked over the water basin, splashing Mo Tianliao with water.
Mo Tianliao touched his face, picked up the mirage, and smirked: "Baby, you were thinking of me just now."
"Who missed you!" Qingtong raised his feet to leave, but was grabbed by Mo Tianliao and pulled into his arms. The wet clothes immediately wet Qingtong's clothes.
"Don't make trouble, I'll draw you a magic formation to see." Mo Tianliao melted a spirit stone in the palm of his hand, quickly drew a few small formations on the ground, then placed the mirage stone in the center, and melted another spirit stone in the mirage After painting on the stone, at the end, a ray of divine consciousness was penetrated, and the illusion array quickly lit up, and phantoms began to appear.
Because it is a temporary painting, it is relatively simple, and the illusion is not as clear as the illusion that Mo Tianliao usually draws, but it is still possible to see the scene inside. On a large bed, the two of them overlapped, doing something that made people blush. Looking closely, the person who was pressed down had a pair of white hairy ears on top of their heads.
"Look, I was just thinking about what happened last night. I just thought about it for a while. This mirage started to act spontaneously. Does it look like what happened last night? What's the difference?" Mo Tianliao pointed at the little boy with a smirk. said the little phantom.
Qingtong narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and bit.
"Ow!" Mo Tianliao tried his best to save his chin, and then kissed the moist thin lips, "The clothes are wet, let me take them off for you."
"Well… "
After repeating the situation in the hallucination, Mo Tianliao contentedly picked up Qingtong, who had fallen asleep, put it on the soft cushion beside him, covered the blanket, sat back down by himself, and began to process the materials.
Ming Yu found most of the materials he mentioned earlier, the Primordial Stone, Huitian Crystal, and Clear Stone. These things can create a smooth mirror. Although there are ideas, the problems are still complicated.
Mo Tianliao cut out a small piece of the material, controlled it with his divine soul, and removed impurities in the burning furnace. The etheric primordial stone was used as the basic pattern, and the Huitian crystal was the main body. Tianjing engraved on the formation.
When Qingtong woke up, Mo Tianliao was playing with a small mirror the size of a palm.
"Have you practiced?" Qingtong leaned over to take a look.
"How can you?" Mo Tianliao smiled bitterly. This was a trial. The idea was very good, but it was difficult to practice. I didn't expect that an illusion mirror would need a space array.
Qingtong probed his divine sense into the small mirror, thinking about the cold spring fish he ate a few days ago, the mirror really showed the fragrant grilled fish, still steaming. Isn't this done? Qingtong wanted to see what he was like when he was a child, just like what Tian Lang was like five hundred years ago.
"Huh?" Qingtong frowned slightly and increased the input of the soul, but vaguely felt that there was a barrier that prevented the backtracking, making people very anxious, trying hard to break through, and suddenly felt a tingling pain, " Well… "
The mirror in his hand suddenly fell, and Qingtong covered his head and leaned back.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao was startled and caught the person. Seeing Qingtong's face turning pale, he was so frightened that he lost his mind, "Where is the pain? Is the soul injured?"
Qingtong closed his eyes, shook his head, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes turned the color of glass.
Mo Tianliao pressed his forehead against him, looked carefully, and found that he was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "You see it, the barrier of time and space."
"Space-time barrier?" Qingtong looked up at him puzzled, what time-space barrier
"Sixty years, one jiazi, one jiazi," Mo Tianliao picked up the broken mirror, "Using a mirage to image, can only show things within 60 years, more than 60 years, there will be time and space. Barriers are insurmountable."
If you want a mirror that looks back in time, you must not only look at something sixty years old. To break through the barriers of time and space, you probably need a treasure of heaven and earth that can cut through the void. But Mo Tianliao had never heard of such an ethereal thing that could cut through time.
The refiner was once again stuck in a dead end. Asking Taishi, Taishi babbled for a long time before he said slowly: "I have never heard of things that cut time, I only know that in ancient times, there were gods who could travel between the past and the future, but after a few shuttles, they would Exhausted Godhead and dissipated in the heaven and earth."
"Perhaps Master knows." Qingtong said suddenly looking at Taishi, who was twisted into a twist.
Qinglong, who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, as the descendant of the ancient beast, may know no less than the wisdom of heaven and earth. Moreover, Ming Yan must have been studying for many years, and he may have some unique insights into Xuanjian.
As soon as he left, Mo Tianliao pulled Qingtong out of the craftsman, and met Hou Jing who came to report.
"Your Excellency, the men who entered Taixuan Mountain are all dead." Hou Jing held a few jade slips in his hand, which had lost his spiritual energy and appeared cracks. This is the jade slip that connects with his men. If the other party dies, the one here The jade slip will crack.
Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment, he sent so many people, it was only a few days, how could he die
"The ancient cave mansion is very strange. No one has heard of anyone entering. The jade slip suddenly cracked open the day before, and only then did we know that those people were all dead." Hou Jing frowned, "Now Taixuan Mountain is already bleeding into a river."
"Then, can someone come out?" Mo Tianliao's hand hidden in his sleeve gradually clenched.
"No one has left the hole yet." Hou Jing frowned. It could also be said that no one has survived. Before, he wanted to go in and have a look. If it wasn't because of Mo Tianliao's order, let him pay attention to the news in the magic palace. , he had gone long ago, but now he is in a cold sweat when he thinks about it. This Taixuan secret treasure is not like a treasure at all, but a blood cave.
"Blood cave?" Mo Tianliao's heart trembled. The so-called blood caves are some fierce places. There are usually some ancient evil formations hidden there, which require a lot of blood sacrifices to open.
Thinking of the previous Wo Yunzong besieged, Ming Yu said to him: "Don't worry too much, you have your own solution."
Mo Tianliao stood up suddenly, pulled Qingtong and left.
The flying boat traveled thousands of miles a day, and soon reached the vicinity of Taixuan Mountain. Qingtong also felt uncomfortable with the jade pendant given by Mo Tianliao.
Mo Tianliao drew a formation around the two of them, to drive away the blood demons, sweep away the smoke, and saw a person standing in the void, a blue wide-sleeved costume fluttering in the wind, dark green eyes, quiet. Looking at the snow that never melts on the top of the mountain, as if looking at someone through the void.
"Master..."
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Woodworking: Master is the hidden boss!
Xiaopaw: Shizun is not a bad person!
Woodworker: Then you say, what did he do with this blood cave
Xiaopaw: Probably want to eat blood tofu
Woodworking: …