When Tang Zhao pushed the door open and entered the Zizi Building, he seemed to have fallen into a huge cloud.
The room you enter is very narrow and spherical, with no furniture and only four narrow walls that are difficult to turn around. Everything around him was soft, the walls and the ground were soft and fluffy, and they were still vibrating regularly, rising and falling together, like a heartbeat.
It is said that the interior of this building is designed to resemble a heart.
Kenshin, literally heart.
Probably because of the knowledge he learned from Mr. Chen, Tang Zhao felt that all thoughts, consciousness, and emotions came from the head. The heart only provided blood supply, and mood and mind were just special terms. But the world does not think so. Instead, it is believed that the heart is the center of a person, and even the place where the soul is located.
The heart of the sword and the heart of the sword naturally come from the heart.
So the layout of Zizi Building naturally has a special sense of ritual.
Of course, no matter what the arrangement is, it is just the personal taste of Ruyijian and has no interference with the content. The operating principle definitely has nothing to do with the heart.
At a glance, Tang Zhao saw the only difference in the center of the small room, which was a small round pier about a foot high, just big enough for one person to stand on.
According to Tan Jianxia's previous instructions, after entering the Zizi Building, you don't need to do anything extra. You just need to stand up and leave everything to Ruyi Zizi.
Tang Zhao was looking forward to it and walked up as soon as he took a step forward.
The moment he stood up, it seemed as if some switch had been pressed, and the already rhythmic clouds around him suddenly shrank. Countless cloud threads shot out from the four walls and ceiling at the same time, wrapping around Tang Zhao like tentacles.
Even though Tang Zhao was prepared, he was also a little scared - this scene was so impactful, like a scene from a ghost story.
He resisted the urge to draw his sword and smacked all the tentacles, letting the clouds wrap around him.
According to Tan Jianxia's explanation, after being entangled in cloud silk, the body will fall into dormancy and be completely nourished by the cloud silk, but the consciousness will follow the cloud silk and enter another world. That world is called "the state of freedom".
In the realm of freedom, all existence is free and unfettered. There the spiritual power is greatly amplified, and the consciousness becomes visible and tangible. It can materialize the ethereal heart of the sword. It is not only more intuitive and clearer, but also can put aside all worries and pretense, and induce The deepest consciousness in your heart allows you to recognize your own heart. You can also achieve the legendary "follow your words", and the realm of freedom itself also provides magical props to help temper the sword's heart...
Um……
It's a bit like the virtual reality that Mr. Chen said. What's the game called?
The name and design of this realm of freedom always reminded him of the "Blissful World", and then he also thought of the saying "Going to the West", which was somewhat unlucky. This was also his wild imagination, and it should mean "freedom as one wishes".
Seeing countless clouds rolling in, he simply closed his eyes, relaxed his body and mind, and waited to go to the state of freedom. However, nothing happened for a while, and he secretly thought: Has this changed? No feeling at all?
He was looking forward to it, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still where he was. The clouds around him were not as strong as when they rushed over before, but instead hung down like willow threads, hanging around him like curtains.
There seemed to be an invisible cover around him, isolating Yunsi from him.
Um? there is a problem?
Tang Zhao felt that this was different from what was promised before. Could it be that after a hundred years, there was something wrong with the mechanism of the Zizai Building?
This is troublesome. Who can I call to repair it?
As he thought this, he felt a faint warmth in his arms, and stretched out his hand to find something, which turned out to be a token.
Follow the king's orders.
It was the token that Ling Baoyu gave him, symbolizing Bai Yujing's highest power.
When this sign was taken out, the surrounding clouds became more docile, not only obeying orders, but also having a positive attitude of fighting for it, as if every cloud could dance according to Tang Zhao's wishes.
This is a bit like the feeling of being in control when he was in the Pearl Palace after acquiring Sword Intent. At that time, he was one of Dongjun's heirs and had the authority over the underground palace. He could turn the Pearl Palace into a ray of light and disappear at will. in the world.
So, he also has the rights to Zizailou now?
By the way, Congjun Ling was originally an extension of Ruyijian's will. Now that Ruyijian is gone, it is not an exaggeration to say that Congjunling is Bai Yujing's acting city lord. Could it be that he was recognized by those Ruyisi when he came in with Congjun Ling, and ended up switching him to "administrator mode"?
There is no problem in theory. Ruyi Jian would never have imagined that the order of obedience to the emperor that even his own confidants could not easily hold would be given to an outsider casually. It's just not necessary. He just came to experience the effect of Zizailou. After sharpening his sword mind, he left. This Zizailou still belongs to Bai Yujing. Not to mention that he doesn't want to make any adjustments. Even if he wants to, he doesn't know how to adjust it. How to tune up.
He was about to give the order: "Business as usual", when suddenly something happened in his heart.
You’re here, why don’t you take a look?
From the outside, although Zizi Building is not as big as Qianqiu Building, it is still a tall building. It can't really have only one room as big as a heart, right? What does the rest of the space hold? I'm afraid Tan Jianxia and even Ling Baoyu don't know, right?
Go and have a look?
I think it won’t take long to visit it once, and then come back to sharpen your sword.
Tang Zhao couldn't bear his curiosity and finally ordered: "Open the door, I want to go out."
As his will was transmitted from Congjun Ling to Zizi Tower, the middle of the clouds split open, revealing a portal.
Really open?
Tang Zhao was full of curiosity and walked out of the room along the door and came outside.
Outside was a huge and spacious room, so wide that Tang Zhao almost thought it was the only room in the entire Zizai Building. But there weren't many places to stay in the room. There was only a narrow path, which didn't even count as a path. It was just a thick cloud silk rope that stretched across the room for standing.
Although the room is spacious, it is not empty.
At first glance, the whole room was densely wrapped with silk threads, like a huge spider web. When you look closely, you can see that these threads are not really criss-crossing like a spider web, but are radiating, connecting to a center from all directions.
The center was the room he had just come out of.
After coming out of the room, he could completely see the external shape of the room. If it felt like he had entered a heart inside, then from the outside it looked more like a heart.
The huge room in the Free Building is like a person's cavity, and the small room in the middle is like the heart in the body, and the densely wound wires are like the blood vessels and nerves connecting the heart.
Even the heart is still contracting, showing that this body still has healthy life.
It's a pity that all Tang Zhao got from Mr. Chen was second-hand knowledge, otherwise he might have thought of the core and wires of the mechanical body.
This was undoubtedly a spectacle, but there was a sudden movement in Tang Zhao's heart, and he thought to himself: There are people in this room who are tied up so tightly, even tighter than the prisoners in the prison, how can it be called "" "Comfortable"?
Walking up the only path, Tang Zhao got closer and closer to the top of the Zizi Building. He never saw any other rooms. He guessed that these two rooms, one inside and one outside, were all of the Zizi Building. The "freedom" reached through the wishful thread is obviously not in this real world, but an illusory place constructed by spiritual consciousness.
Just like the sun world where six dragons patrol the sky in the "Great Sun God Chariot Sutra" where he went to exercise.
Thinking about it this way, it is not unusual to use threads to guide the spirit to build a world. The Golden Crow Sword only has a fragment of the sword that still allows him to "see" the fusion of the two sword worlds. Zizilou uses various silk threads to build a world. A stable illusory world is not surprising either. And it is precisely because the construction method is unexpectedly complicated, and does not look like the effortless work of a swordsman, that it makes people speculate that there is something more magical about the free state besides being stable.
I wonder if there are any amazing settings in it?
Let's go back.
Seeing that we have reached the top, there is nothing good to see from the outside of this free building. Tang Zhao decided to go downstairs and experience the gift of freedom in a normal way.
Just as he was about to go downstairs, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up suddenly.
It's...a shadow on it, right?
The design of Zizai Building is not for people to walk around. There are no lights or even windows, so there is no daylight. Only the cloud silk itself has a faint glimmer. Tang Zhao used the sword element to cover his whole body and emit a little light. He cut off the bones and washed the marrow to cure his myopia. After his eyes got used to the darkness, he could move forward normally.
But the view is always not good.
Because of the darkness in the building, Tang Zhao didn't notice at first that the shadows above were still shrouded. These shadows were not as thick as the original world of Wang Liang, just like thin smoke, but they were undoubtedly the remnants of Wang Liang.
"Go away."
Tang Zhao waved his hand, and a dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire Zizai Building.
It was pure and bright sunlight, not swordsmanship, but Tang Zhao's sword elephant. He even lowered the temperature of the sunlight so that the power carried by the light would not destroy those seemingly fragile cloud threads. But sunshine is sunshine, and it is the nemesis of Wang Liang, not to mention Tang Zhao's sunshine that surpasses the level of a swordsman. Under the sunlight, Wang Liang had nowhere to hide and disappeared immediately.
These things are not worth mentioning in Tang Zhao's hands now.
After confirming that Wang Liang was eliminated, Tang Zhao extinguished the sun.
However, Zizailou has not returned to its original gloom.
After the two men dispersed, the exposed roof was actually flickering with fluorescent light.
Tang Zhao looked up and saw countless threads hanging from the ceiling.
Those threads are not long, nor are they mixed into the network connecting the "heart", but hang naturally, like stalactites hanging from the top of the cave.
Each silk thread is covered with a layer of crystal fluid, which seems to be solidified and flowing, and also like smoke that is about to melt, emitting a very bright and moist faint light.
Tang Zhao's heart was moved. He was a Talisman Sword Master. He had played with thousands of materials, and he recognized at a glance that it should be some kind of material with both "water" and "wind" qualities, and it was probably biased towards "wind". Spiritual" kind of thing.
Are these precious things hidden here the basis for building a state of freedom?
Just now, he thought that the state of freedom was pure illusion. Now it seems that he may have underestimated Ruyi Sword.
This is what he should see during this trip with Cong Jun Ling in hand.
Holding the Jun Ling in his hand, Tang Zhao pointed at a "stalactite" at random and said: "Come down and let me take a look."
Sure enough, his order was effective, and the silk thread extended instantly and fell all the way to his eyes.
Tang Zhao's mind moved, his spirit left his body slightly, and he explored the thread——
suddenly--
The world was spinning for a while!
