In the guest room, with the lamp as the center and a circle of heads surrounding it, the young star officials stared blankly at the words on the paper, looked at each other, and then turned at the same time to look at Ji Ping'an:
"Is this the clue given by the townspeople?"
During dinner, after everyone heard that Ji Ping'an successfully entered the blacksmith shop during the day and gained something from beggars and prostitutes, they rushed over full of expectations.
I thought that I had obtained "immortal fate".
But now it seems that it is still just a clue. The key is that this clue is really confusing.
Ji Pingan nodded and said:
"The three numbers were given to me by three people respectively. The specific digging method is also very simple. I believe you can also see that many townspeople are actually based on the founding heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty...well, except for the secret prostitutes.
"These people either have their names in the history books, or they can be understood from the mouths of the townspeople. By talking to them, understanding their tempers, and trying to help them solve their 'troubles', you can gain something."
He first explained his strategy and then said:
"But I don't know exactly what it means."
Everyone immediately fell into deep thought and started brainstorming mode...except Luo Huaizhu.
Her eyes were staring at the numbers, and she was already starting to feel dizzy.
After a brief silence, Wang Xian spoke first:
"Does it represent the location? For example, counting from the entrance of the town, the twelfth courtyard is the location of Xianyuan."
The star officials' eyes lit up. Lin Qin took out the sketch he had drawn, roughly sketched it, and said:
"If the left and right correspond to twelve and thirteen houses respectively, an area can indeed be demarcated, but what about six and three? This is beyond the layout of the houses in the town."
Wang Xian couldn't answer.
Jian Zhuang thought for a while and said:
"Could it be related to people? After all, we don't know the specific form of immortality. It may be in those people."
This is a new idea.
Shi Hao muttered:
"But how to calculate this number? It can't be the first number of people we meet after entering the town, and people are walking back and forth, so it can't be calculated like buildings."
Jian Zhuang fell into thinking.
"I know!" Suddenly, Zhao Xinghuo slapped the table, faced everyone's gaze, and said loudly: "Maybe it's his age!"
"Age?" Lin Qin raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Xinghuo looked like he had discovered the truth:
"Check who is 12 years old, who is 13 years old, and who is 63 years old in the town. Maybe the destiny lies with these three people."
This... the star officials were startled, their eyes flashed, and they fell into thinking.
Although this brain circuit is a bit out of the ordinary, this possibility cannot be ruled out. There are indeed old people in the town, but it is hard to say whether they are sixty-three years old or not.
In the feudal dynasty, people generally aged prematurely. Except for practitioners, the life span of ordinary mortals was not very high.
"As a possibility, tomorrow we will find the townspeople and ask about their age." Lin Qin said.
Zhao Xinghuo was elated, but Ji Ping'an shook his head in his heart. He felt that a group of people had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that the three numbers each represented a ray of immortality.
This is a very reasonable speculation.
But only Ji Pingan knew that Pei Sanniang named the three of them in one breath.
Moreover, Ji Ping'an failed to obtain numbers from other townspeople. From logical inference, these three numbers are likely to be a set.
Next, a group of people brainstormed many possibilities and prepared to try them one by one tomorrow.
Ji Pingan said he was sleepy and ended the meeting.
…
The next day, the star officers excitedly went to try, thinking that they had an advantage, but to their disappointment and dismay, no matter how hard they tried, they never found a breakthrough.
Ji Ping'an, on the other hand, after attacking several more townspeople but finding nothing, he vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Unlike the lost Qintian Supervisor star officials, at noon, a news spread that Zhong Tongjun of Mo Lin accidentally picked up a broken piece of porcelain from the foot of the house of an idiot.
And when he tried to enter the spirit element, he was surprised to find that it was actually a magic weapon.
This news immediately caused a sensation, and the practitioners of various sects who accidentally witnessed it finally realized that the so-called "immortal fate" was hidden in this way.
Next, a group of people began a massive sweep of the town.
It can be as big as a house or as small as a stone on the ground. You can't wait to dig it carefully.
It's just that those broken magic weapons don't seem to show abnormalities as long as they are stimulated by spiritual elements. They are very demanding in "conditions". They often search deliberately and find nothing. When they have no hope, they accidentally dig them up.
Therefore, the star officials also gave up on the three clueless numbers and began to search for strange things in the town.
In the next few days.
Disciples from all major sects have gained something one after another.
Someone picked up a string of broken beads in a pile of bricks.
Someone took out a broken bowl with a missing corner from the kennel.
Someone stole a red rope from the bacon bundled under the eaves of a certain town's house.
Someone picked up an iron fork-like sword embryo from an abandoned corner of the blacksmith shop.
…
The townspeople were very angry at the behavior of this group of outsiders, but the practitioners didn't care. If fighting hadn't been banned in the town, they would probably have robbed each other.
In order to prevent them from being stolen after falling asleep, they hid each of them like a pile of broken magic weapons.
During this process, the disadvantage of the small number of Qintian Supervisor Star Officers gradually emerged. Not only was their "fate" poor, but the things they found were few and weak.
Sometimes, it is clear that something has been discovered, but due to the small number of people, the other sects cannot be overtaken - after all, it is not possible to fight, but it is not against the rules to block them with the body.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Tianjian, who had a vague advantage at first, was knocked back to his original shape, and Ji Ping'an seemed to have given up on himself. At first, he went to the town for a walk, but later, he simply stopped moving in the inn for most of the time.
The disciples of other sects were wary at first, but later they were not surprised:
"Ji Ping'an is good at dealing with the townspeople, but now it seems that those townspeople really don't know what immortality is, otherwise they would throw them away? There are also those who throw magic weapons into the kennel... Then what else does he have? Advantage?"
The cold and arrogant young man Zhao Yuanji said this.
indeed.
When he understood that fairy fate was actually scattered throughout the town, and all he needed was keen insight and the "favor of fate", the advantage of Ji Ping'an's mind was lost.
The situation became unfavorable again.
…
…
outside world.
Several days passed in the Dao Realm, and three to five days passed by the Hun River. Perhaps in order to show more details, the flow of time between the Dao Realm and the outside world began to slow down.
The images projected on the sky dome also kept switching throughout the town.
People came and went along the Hun River. The number of people was the largest on the first day, then gradually decreased, and then stabilized.
Every time they see three sects from other places obtain immortal fate, the people in the capital feel disappointed. When the Daomen and Qin Tianjian gain something, they cheer.
At first, many people were looking forward to Ji Pingan's performance, but as it continued, searching for immortality became "manual work", and Ji Pingan's appearances became less and less.
In people's calculations, Qin Tianjian's disadvantages are also increasing.
On the third floor of the lakeside, the lakeside breeze blew into the observation deck, and a group of big shots were silent.
In the past few days, the common people have rotated several times, but this group of people rarely leaves. As practitioners, there is no problem in persisting for a few days, and they will leave briefly if there are things that need to be dealt with.
Several days have passed since that day when Ji Ping'an broke through five levels in a row. Now everyone is paying more attention to the gains of the disciples of each sect.
Although the number of harvested magic weapons and their strength cannot determine the final winner of the "Mountain God Staff", it can at least increase the probability.
Therefore, after realizing that the Qintian Prison was gradually ranked at the bottom, the atmosphere among the star officials headed by the five prison lords undoubtedly dropped to the bottom.
Finally... there was no way to take any tricks.
Li Guofeng sighed. He raised his hand to subconsciously pick up the cup on the coffee table and put it to his lips, only to realize that it was empty.
Bloodshot eyes appeared in the eyes of the eunuch, which was a sign of anxiety.
The rest of the people also looked sluggish. Although they had expected this result, in fact, at the beginning, Ji Ping'an led a much larger number of people into the town than expected.
On the second day, it seemed that he had gained an advantage, raising the expectations of the prison lords.
As a result, when expectations failed, the feeling of loss was particularly strong.
"It's almost the tenth day. I haven't seen Ji Pingan for a long time." Li Guofeng said with slightly chapped lips.
Next to him, Fang Liuhuo groaned and sighed:
"That kid has tried his best. He is really a bastard of the rules. He has made things so mysterious. In the end, it turns out that the immortal fate depends on picking it up. With his brain, he can handle the first five levels, but in the end, he still has to compete for cultivation and reach the peak of Qi cultivation. It’s meaningless in front of this group of Pojiu.”
The honest man Huang Chen also nodded and said:
"He tried his best."
At this time, no one would question Ji Ping'an's ability, just a little regretful.
Even those people outside by the river who had huge prejudices against Ji Ping'an could not discredit his achievements after breaking through five levels that day.
It is unbelievable that a Qi-nurturing realm can bring so many star officials into the town.
As for fighting for the Mountain God Scepter with a group of Pojiu, no one with a brain would think that his existence could change anything, so of course they would not have any expectations for Ji Ping'an.
At this time, Bai Chuan turned into starlight and flew from outside the building. In the calm sight of everyone, he walked over and said:
"It's time to change and go back."
No one has ever forgotten that there may be monsters or other enemies lurking in the city of God.
If everyone is here, Qin Tian Prison will inevitably be empty. Therefore, in the past few days, the five people have taken turns to go back to rest and sit in charge.
Li Guofeng glanced at the female prison lord and said:
"You should go back and rest first. If there are any changes, I will notify you."
Xu Xiurong's plain and delicate face also couldn't hide his fatigue. It was not physical fatigue, but focusing on the Tao realm for a long time, and his emotions fluctuated violently... This was extremely energy-consuming.
At this time, the female warden was obviously reluctant, but she still stood up, sighed softly, and said:
"good."
Then, instead of controlling the starlight, she walked slowly down the stairs and found Mu Yaoyao, Huang He and others outside the building.
In the past few days, the disciples of Muyuan have been waiting by the river most of the time. They are also looking a little bad due to the wind and sun.
"Go back and rest." Xu Xiurong touched the female apprentice's thinner cheek with some pity and said:
"You have low cultivation, what are you doing here?"
Mu Yaoyao lowered her head, looking gloomy. The snack bag hanging on her waist was deflated, but she didn't try to fill it up. She whispered:
"Elder brother and the others are still inside."
Xu Xiurong forced a smile and said:
"Then you have to rest first. Otherwise, when the tenth day comes, can you just fall asleep here?"
Mu Yaoyao was indeed sleepy, with heavy bags under her eyes. She said "yes" and got into the carriage with several disciples, and was driven by Huang He.
Xu Xiurong thought for a while and got in. The carriage rumbled into the streets and walked along Chang'an Street to Qintian Prison.
Along the way, you can see pedestrians on the streets on both sides and people in teahouses and restaurants. Most of them are talking about the situation in the Taoist realm.
There was a newsboy running around, waving newspapers in his hands.
There are gamblers coming and going from here in the gambling house.
Xu Xiurong looked through the car window with fluttering curtains at the wine shops on both sides. His delicate ears moved slightly, subconsciously catching the comments.
Many of them are saying that Qintian Prison may be at the bottom.
"After the old Imperial Master left, the Qintian Prison was abolished."
"Yeah, it's a big reward after all. For such a big thing, Qin Tian Jianzheng didn't even show up, and I don't know where he went."
"Oh, if it weren't for Ji Sichen, this huge Qintian Prison would be a complete joke."
"Alas, it's a pity that Ji Sichen cultivated too late. No matter how good his mind is, no matter how high his methods are, he can't do anything against a group of Pojiu."
"Drink, ugh."
There was a lot of discussion, and Xu Xiurong's face became darker and darker.
…
All the way back to Qintian Prison, everyone went back to rest, but Xu Xiurong had no intention of sleeping and no appetite for food, so he walked aimlessly in front of the West Forest Wall.
Under the dim sunlight, the entire west forest wall reflected white light, and was washed exceptionally clean by the rain.
"How's the situation?" Suddenly, footsteps came from beside him, and then the old man asked gently.
Xu Xiurong turned his head and bowed: "Senior Brother Gou."
Gou Hanyi's old body is slightly rickety, with his hands behind his back and holding a small hoe. On his ugly face, a pair of blue-gray eyes contain softness:
"Looks like things are not going well."
Xu Xiurong nodded bitterly.
Gou Hanyi didn't care much, he just sighed:
"When the old master was here, he often said that the practice of Xingguan valued rhythm. Everything has peaks and valleys. This is the true meaning of rhythm. The same is true for the rise and fall of Qin Tianjian. It can only be established for more than a hundred years. Isn't it normal to lose?"
Xu Xiurong bit her plump lips and said:
"I don't know this truth. It's just that there are many people talking about it in the city. I just passed by the dining hall and heard some supervisors..."
Gou Hanyi laughed and said:
"It doesn't matter, you are still young, so it's normal to focus on winning or losing. But I, the old man, have lived to this age and will soon meet my old master, so I can take it for granted."
Xu Xiurong said hurriedly: "Senior brother can live for at least a few hundred more years."
Gou Hanyi couldn't help laughing, waved his hands, coughed twice, and sighed:
"Life is full of vegetation and autumn. I have vaguely noticed the call of the stars in the past two days. It would be good for my soul to return to the sea of stars."
Xu Xiurong feigned anger: "Senior brother, don't say such things."
"Hahaha." Gou Hanyi smiled, said yes, and then suddenly said seriously: "But old man, I did notice the turmoil in the sea of stars in the past two days. I don't know why."
Xu Xiurong was stunned for a moment. She had been worried about the grand prize for the past two days and had no practice at all. She was very upset and did not realize any changes in the sea of stars.
Although Gou Hanyi has only broken through the ninth realm, he has lived for many years, but he has not lived like a dog. If he notices an abnormality in the sea of stars, he will not be wrong.
but……
"The sea of stars is disturbed several times every year, so it's not unexpected in midsummer." Xu Xiurong said, "When the grand prize is over, we'll go to the star observatory to have a look."
"That's fine."
After the brief conversation ended, Gou Hanyi left, but Xu Xiurong was still thinking about the big prize. Although it was almost certain that Qin Tianjian would be at the bottom this time.
But I haven’t seen the final result, so I still don’t give up.
"Xu Xiurong, Xu Xiurong, how can you still have luck after practicing for so many years?" The female warden Hou walked back to the Four Seasons Pavilion and whispered to herself.
Looking inside through the window, Mu Yaoyao was curled up on the futon, sleeping soundly, with crystal clear hair flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her snow-white chin was shiny.
I don’t know what I’m dreaming about, but I’m still whispering: “Master… it’s started… call me…”
Xu Xiurong smiled, sighed, sat cross-legged and meditated, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
According to the rules, she needs to guard until dawn this round, and she may miss the final battle on the tenth day in the Tao realm. He had no intention of calling his disciples to get up.
Let her sleep well.
But... maybe it's better to miss it.
…
royal palace.
Emperor Yuan Qing was sitting in his imperial study. The palace maid handed him some iced fruit, which he soaked in sugar water and ate.
It was a hot summer day, and although Xin Yaoguang had made the city covered with clouds in order to ensure clear light and shadow in the Taoist realm these two days, the sweltering heat was still disturbing.
"Your Majesty." Eunuch Deng held the whisk in his right hand, put it on his left arm, walked over with small steps, and bowed.
Emperor Yuan Qing held a fruit in his mouth and chewed it slowly. His Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed it. He looked at the old eunuch with majestic eyes and asked:
"How's the progress?"
The old eunuch said:
"If there is no accident, later today, the results will be determined on the tenth day in the Dao realm. Now the Dao sect has gained the most and is the strongest, but the other three sects are not bad. If they fight, the outcome will not be determined. Easy to talk about."
"Where is Qin Tian Jian?" Emperor Yuan Qing asked with a frown.
Eunuch Deng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"After all, Qin Tianjian's foundation is weak. Although Ji Sichen brought many people in that time, it seems that those with low cultivation will not be favored by Immortal Fate."
He said this very tactfully. Emperor Yuan Qing snorted coldly and said:
"So, the Dao Sect may not win the first place, and the Qintian Prison must be at the bottom?"
There was dissatisfaction in his tone:
"This great award only demonstrates the majesty of his sect. If he loses, he will lose the face of the court. It's better not to do anything."
Eunuch Deng laughed and said nothing.
Emperor Yuan Qing sighed, waved his hand to drive the maid away impatiently, held his forehead and said:
"I'm tired."
Eunuch Deng snorted and stepped back with his butt raised. After walking out of the imperial study, he straightened up and looked at the Shendu City covered by dark clouds outside, shaking his head silently.
In the afternoon, the flow of people near Hunhe River increased again.
Gradually there is a tendency to catch up with the first day. I just thought that there was news that before nightfall today, the winner would be decided by getting it in the Tao realm.
The Xiang brothers and sisters and the old servant with missing teeth arrived in a car, ready to see the results.
"Are we going to decide the winner?" The red tassel ponytail swung behind her head, a little excited.
The owner of Tingxue House, Jade Finger, straightened the gauze scarf on her face, raised her head, and looked at the sky. At this time, the screen happened to switch to Ji Ping'an.
…
…
Yunqi Town.
The lobby of the inn was empty, and the remaining practitioners were still searching hard, refusing to let go of anything.
Only Ji Pingan was sitting at a table, holding a chess piece between his fingertips, tapping it gently and unconsciously on the wooden chessboard.
There was no one opposite him, he was just playing chess with himself.
This game lasted for several days, and the others were surprised at first, but not surprised at the end.
"The wine you asked for." Pei Sanniang yawned, walked over, threw the wine bottle on the table, then looked at Ji Pingan's side face, and couldn't help but say:
"You're really weird. Why don't you dig graves with your gang of accomplices?"
Digging graves... This is not an exaggeration, but some crazy practitioners who were looking for immortality did indeed focus on the tombs near the town, and they were almost beaten to death by the townspeople...
Ji Ping'an opened the lid of the wine bottle, smelled the familiar smell, and took a sip with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes:
"Everyone, wake up. I'm drunk alone. Tomorrow will be the tenth day. If I leave here from now on, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink Sanniang's wine again, so of course I'll drink more."
Pei Sanniang frowned: "It's inexplicable... just talking drunkenly."
Then the boss lady twisted her butt and walked away.
Ji Ping'an smiled and didn't explain. He just played chess and drank wine. Unknowingly, the sky was getting late and the twilight was shining into the inn.
At some point, a figure walked out of the door and came to sit in front of him lightly.
Yu Yuqiong wrinkled her nose and said:
"After tonight, it will be the tenth day. Are you really not going to struggle?"
Ji Ping'an gently tapped the chess piece, looking drunk: "Why are you struggling?"
Yu Yu raised his snow-white chin, looking like a saintly girl:
"Although your cultivation level is low, according to the rules here, I'm afraid you won't be favored by immortals, but at least you should go out and try your luck instead of drinking here. This is not the Ji Pingan I know."
...It sounds like you really know me... Ji Ping'an smiled:
"It's not like I haven't been out before."
Yu Yu was silent.
In fact, how can every family not be on guard against Ji Ping'an, a man who has repeatedly created miracles?
Not concerned?
But according to their observations, apart from getting some unknown clues from blacksmiths, beggars, and prostitutes the next day, Ji Pingan also tried to contact the townspeople or go out for a walk, but nothing was gained.
This cannot be done falsely.
Therefore, it can only be attributed to the rules of immortality, which indeed favor people with high cultivation levels.
"Even so, you shouldn't be drinking like this."
Yu Yu suddenly became angry, although she couldn't tell where this anger came from:
"With your cultivation level, once the Mountain God Staff is born tomorrow and the rules prohibiting fighting are lifted, I can guarantee that you will be the first batch to be eliminated. Since you don't want to fight, you might as well quit as soon as possible to save money. Injuried."
After saying that, the proud little peacock-like girl stood up and turned away with an indifferent expression:
"That's all."
When she walked out of the inn door facing the glow, she looked like a proud little queen.
Ji Ping'an picked up the jug and took another sip, only to find that Zhao Yuanyang, who was not as tall as the table, had also come over at some point, looked at him eagerly, and suddenly said:
"We are rivals, so I can't give you the magic weapon."
Ji Ping'an was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course."
Zhao Yuanyang said:
"You can run farther away tomorrow. It's best not to join the battle. Even the leader of the Qi-nourishing realm can't make up for the gap in the big realm."
Although Xin Yaoguang and Qi Hongmian are looking after each other, everyone will not be killed by each other, but they will fight for their lives tomorrow.
It is still possible for the eliminated person to be seriously injured.
Although everyone has been harmonious in the past nine days and have become friends with each other, everything will be different tomorrow.
Without waiting for his answer, the little Loli turned around and walked away. After running for two steps, she turned back and said expressionlessly:
"Drink less."
Ji Ping'an laughed dumbly, picked up the wine bottle and drank again. This time, it was not until dark that a group of star officials came back exhausted.
There was also a pair of Pei family masters and servants mixed in there.
Wang Xian glanced at Ji Ping'an, his eyes unclear, and they were not annoyed by Ji Ping'an's depressed attitude.
Because without Ji Ping'an, they couldn't walk into the town at all. They just felt it was unfair for him. They clearly "teached" such a good mind, but the result seemed to be in conflict with the fate of the gods.
Nothing was gained except three meaningless numbers that day.
As if being targeted by the entire Tao realm, no matter how Ji Pingan searched, he found nothing.
"Teacher, if the Mountain Divine Staff comes out tomorrow, please stay away from it." After hesitating for a while, Wang Xian finally said.
Although the Star Officers are the smallest in number and the weakest in strength, they are in urgent need of manpower.
But facing a group of Po Jiu, the Peak Nourishing Realm is of little use. Moreover, the number of magic weapons they have collected in the past few days is not large, and it is not enough for a few Po Jiu.
There is no reason to allocate it to nourishing Qi.
Since there's a high probability that you can't grab it anyway, why bother getting in for nothing?
Ji Ping'an raised his eyes and examined the faces:
"Is this what you mean?"
Luo Huaizhu said "Yes", and the Taoist girl was rarely in a daze.
Ji Ping'an didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and a group of star officers went upstairs silently, each going to rest and recharge their batteries in preparation for tomorrow's decisive battle.
"Brother..."
Pei Qian, who had a round face and a festive look, opened his mouth. He had been hanging out in the town for several days and was quite excited.
I feel like a husky who has blended into a pack of wolves... Every day I come into contact with the most talented people in the Zhou Dynasty, and I feel like my level has also risen.
Looking at Ji Ping'an looking "frustrated" and "giving up on himself", he hesitated to speak.
In the end, he just said: "Iron Sand will also help you tomorrow."
This is not illegal, but it may not be very decent in the eyes of outsiders.
"Go and have a rest." Ji Ping'an waved his hand and sent the master and servant away, leaving him alone in the lobby.
Until the disciples from various sects returned one after another, everyone would look at him with deep meaning when they went upstairs.
Then turned away.
Tomorrow's decisive battle, no matter how amazing Ji Ping'an is, he is only in the Qi-nurturing realm without even the chance to be immortal, so it is really nothing to worry about.
…
"You keep drinking, I'm going to bed."
Late at night, Pei Sanniang couldn't hold it any longer, her eyelids trembled, she yawned and said a few words, then walked into the bedroom to sleep.
A light is like a bean.
In the entire Yunqi Inn, apart from the lanterns hanging outside the door, there was only an oil lamp on Ji Ping'an's table in the lobby.
Finally, when the wick of the oil lamp fell softly, the "Zi Zi" flickered on and off erratically.
The drunken Ji Ping'an finally raised his head and drank the last drop of wine. The chess piece he had held for a day in his right hand fell to a certain point on the chessboard with a "pop" sound.
He raised his head, the drunken blush on his face quickly receded, and his drunken eyes suddenly became clear and peaceful.
He stood up, walked steadily to the door of the inn, raised his hand, took the hanging lantern in his hand, and walked towards the outside of the town at dawn.
Behind him, the lamp wick on the table was lit by lamp oil and extinguished little by little. The last ray of light shone on the crisscross grids on the chessboard.
There are nineteen vertical and horizontal lines on the Go board, and the last chess piece falls on the twelve vertical and thirteenth horizontal lines.
According to the order of blacksmith, prostitute and beggar that Pei Sanniang told, three sets of numbers were obtained.
If twelve, thirteen, and sixty-three are in a group and mark the "position" of a certain immortal fate, what is the easiest thing to think of?
"It's the coordinates."
Ji Ping'an held a lantern and walked on the deserted streets of the town, enjoying the hustle and bustle of no one.
It is the darkest time of the night right now, and soon it will be light.
The so-called sky is round and the place is square, and the Tao realm is four-sided. This has been shown in Advent.
Yunqi Town is located in the center, which is the position of Tianyuan on the chessboard. Combined with the map that was brought when passing the five levels before, the scale can be calculated.
"In the game, the coordinates of the three numbers refer to the horizontal and vertical axes respectively, as well as the height."
"But it's not necessarily the height, it's more likely to be the time."
Sixty-three, if the former is an hour, the latter is a quarter of an hour.
Isn't it exactly three quarters to noon?
And when they entered the town ten days ago, it happened to be noon.
In other words, at noon, it happens to be the time when the "Mountain God Staff" is born.
Ji Ping'an held the lantern, walked out of the town, and rushed towards the calculated location.
The night was torn open, and the eastern sky turned white. He raised his hand and knocked out the lantern.
Walking in the mountains and forests in the morning mist, neither fast nor slow. The grids on the chessboard are very close, but the real distance is very far.
When he finally passed through a bush and reached the calculated position, the sky was already bright.
On the blue sky, there are floating white clouds.
The cold and wet wind blew through the woods, blowing Ji Ping'an's hair and clothes.
He stopped and saw, as expected, an open space in front of him. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes and waited. The sun above his head moved little by little, and finally.
When the time reached three-quarters of noon, the scenery in the open space in front was distorted, and a bamboo building appeared.
He had seen this bamboo building before - when he entered the town ten days ago, it was mentioned in the book that being the first on the list would provide additional clues.
At that time, a picture emerged in his mind.
The three-story bamboo building has a simple and elegant shape. Ji Ping'an walked to the door, pulled it gently, and the door opened with a creak.
He stepped inside and was slightly surprised to find that there was something else going on inside this seemingly small building.
The space is many times larger.
It turned out to be a huge library. The dark brown wooden floor was shiny and the entire bamboo building was circular inside, with a circle of tall bookshelves reaching up to the dome.
It is littered with books of all kinds, and the library in Qin Tianjian pales in comparison. Probably only the library in the palace can compare with it.
"Snapped."
Suddenly, the open door closed on its own, and a magic weapon lampstone embedded in the dome emitted a snow-white soft light.
A ethereal and deep woman's voice echoed in the building like an echo in an empty valley:
"Congratulations on finding the core of the Tao Realm and accepting the final test."
After a pause, seeing that Ji Ping'an didn't speak, the voice continued:
"There are 10,000 books here. You need to memorize them all and accept my random checks. Until you can memorize them all, you will pass. Don't worry, time in this building is extremely slow. You can at least..."
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said in a complicated tone:
"So, it is indeed your fault."
After a pause, a little nostalgia appeared in his eyes:
"Should I call you Dao Jing Qi Ling, or...Jiang Jiang?"
(End of chapter)
