Four hours ago.
"Wanhua Mirror? Are you sure?" Song Qingping could not hide her surprise.
"Before entering the city, it was just a guess, but now it's confirmed."
Rong Tong wanted to sigh, "I detected a strong spiritual energy repulse frequency in the city. The monk's spiritual consciousness cannot detect it, but a small computing model I made before has resonated with it."
During the time when she was pretending to be ill, her limbs were almost degenerated while lying down in Tianbao Pavilion. In order to pass the time, she decided to challenge Kunlun's high-end crystals without any B-score - after all, the temptation to go home was too great.
Langhuan Pavilion - or rather, the information left to her by Zhang Wei was quite complete, including the operation and calculation of each set of data.
...Of course, the result was that before she could successfully re-engrave, she suffered a breakdown in basic operation after round of collapse. Even though her spiritual consciousness allowed her to easily understand calculations that once seemed like a book from heaven, this It is still something that can be expected, just as unattainable as a person who has just started Java wants to come up with Tianhe-2.
In the end, the only thing left in her hand that could run independently was this small model with a simple calculation. She copied the ready-made data and inserted it into it one by one. It could neither open up space nor help. The projection passed by, and it seemed like a useless thing, but it was her hard work anyway, so she didn't give up in the end. I didn't expect it to come in handy here.
The three words "Wanhua Mirror" evoked Song Qingping's long-lasting memories. At that time, Kunlun was not dragged into the quagmire by endless political struggles and degenerated systems as it is now.
In that era when fire was cooking and flowers were blooming, it seemed that everything was possible and everything could be done. The Wanhua Mirror, like other incredible creations and plans, is the epitome of that mythical era.
So now it seems that the situation is much more serious than previously expected. Who can use the Wanhua Mirror with hands and eyes that understand the world? Who can revive the long-lasting myths of that era?
Looking back, they had just received a distress message from Twin Moon City. It was a small unconventional hidden waveband hidden among a large number of normal spiritual power waveband messages. It was extremely inconspicuous, as if they were trying to bypass some discovery, but they ran into it. Li Jingxun's summons was included in the jade slip.
Li Jingxun couldn't understand the encrypted gibberish, so he didn't think much about it and directly asked a knowledgeable acquaintance, the newly transferred construction hall member Wai Lang, to decipher it.
The encryption was probably done in a hurry and was not complicated, so they were able to restore the whole picture quickly. Probably in order to reduce the amount of information and hide it from others, this message only has a few sentences, but it is already shocking-it tells that several aristocratic families jointly captured Shuangyue City in order to obtain the Yellow Emperor's Black Pearl, and the residents of the city were massacred. The city lord Meng Yuan Whereabouts unknown.
The two of them were horrified to see it. In the clear sky and in the daytime, the monastic family that had been surrendered to Kunlun for thousands of years actually openly committed such horrific banditry on the land of Junzhou, as if they regarded Kunlun, the co-owner of Junzhou, as nothing!
However, no matter whether he checked all the public information on Kunlun or made insinuations and found others to inquire about the matter in the North, he had never heard of the tragedy in Twin Moon City.
So they turned to try to reverse the twists and turns of the transmission path to contact the person who sent the message. However, all attempts were like a dead end.
At the same time, they successively received encrypted messages that were exactly the same as the previous distress letters. It is conceivable that the people asking for help sent more than one distress letter. Perhaps they had expected that the letter delivery would not go smoothly and increased the number of letters sent. These Because the message was constantly dodging something, it had to take a detour to obscure the transmission, which ultimately caused a delay in the message.
In other words, if what is said in the letter is true, it is hard to say whether the person seeking help is still alive or not...
Wai Lang, a member of the construction hall who had witnessed Xin You's incident, was sensitive to the strangeness. So he did not report it immediately, but quietly took the risk to explore the formation combination used by Kunlun to receive signals, and unexpectedly discovered that an inconspicuous shunt device was embedded in it at some point.
Relying on it, certain external information transmissions containing keywords will be diverted to other people before being normally received by Kunlun Construction Hall.
Who has the ability to install such means within Kunlun's formation? He couldn't think of anyone but his own people.
And if trouble occurs within Xiao Qiang, to whom can they deliver this distress message?
Yuan Wailang told Li Jingxun not to act rashly for the time being, but Li Jingxun impulsively told Feng Yuji out of anxiety.
"This is from Mengmeng..." Feng Yuji looked at it over and over again, unable to suppress the trembling in his hands, "This encryption method was jokingly agreed upon by Mengmeng and I when we were studying long-distance communication arrays... There are only two of us. Write……"
Feng Qing's leaving figure seemed to have lost half of her soul, but every step she took was extremely heavy, as if she had made some crucial decision.
Three days later, shocking news came from the army that he had stolen a military plane and fled.
…
"The prince who steals the country" is Song Qingping's only feeling at the moment.
No matter what the person behind it wants from Shuangyue City, if they use such a tactic, they are afraid that once the other party succeeds, the world will be in chaos.
Song Qingping closed her eyes, then...she should continue to mind this business!
"Is there anything else I can do?"
"Are you sure?" Rong Tong was a little surprised, "You have nothing to do with this matter. You were willing to secretly provide us with information before, and you took a risk. If you continue to be involved, I'm afraid the road ahead will be even more dangerous."
"It doesn't matter." She replied without any hesitation.
Rong Tong was silent. To be honest, Song Qingping was willing to take the initiative to contact her, which was beyond her expectation. Back in the Southern Jin Dynasty, she was the most taciturn person in her small team, and she might even talk a little more than she did. Whenever she was asked to do something, she never made any suggestions, she just followed them.
Rong Tong never thought that she would be willing to risk her own life for a few months of camaraderie. In this plan, she was calmer than him. Rong Tong even felt that she had already seen through his so-called disguise of serious illness.
Another mysterious woman——
But there is no need to be suspicious of others, Rong Tong still nodded, "Okay, then please help me delay some time."
She passed Song Qingping an information database and a person's name.
This brief exchange ended. In mid-air, with the people of Shuangyue City looking up, the female cultivator in plain clothes who seemed to be patrolling on the flying sword slowly flew away, fifty meters, one hundred meters... short-range encrypted communication was complete. disconnect.
Without the heroic appearance of the immortal to pay homage to, the people in the noisy market were disappointed for a while, and then began to go about their own business, everything was as usual.
Rong Tong was still sitting in a restaurant. The two didn't even meet face to face, but the most important information had been exchanged properly. She slowly poured herself a cup of hot tea, but the dishes on the table remained untouched. A small book full of words beside the table was flipped by the wind...
"Once again, I gradually regained consciousness from the daze. There was still a dank dungeon in front of me. Feng Yuji's hands and feet were cuffed by heavy black iron chains, and he had to kneel on the ground. The spiritual energy was firmly imprisoned in his Dantian. Unable to move around his body, some of his frozen limbs lost consciousness, but only a few pieces of thin cloth were left hanging on his body.
However, the most painful thing was the scene of Shuangyue City being reduced to ruins and his fiancee's family dying tragically on the city walls, which lingered in his mind over and over again.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a pair of black boots with moiré pattern appeared in front of Feng Yuji's eyes. The owner of the boots raised his feet and used the toes of the shoes to force his chin up. This man was a handsome young man with upturned eyes. He added a third degree of evil spirit. Feng Yuji felt that she had never seen him before, but she already had some vague guesses about his identity.
'You are... the one mentioned in Mengmeng's letter... who unveiled Shuangyue City's medical notice... the miracle doctor who claims to be able to cure the Lord of Shuangyue City... Mo Qingxun? '
The young man folded his hands and looked down at him frivolously, "You guessed it right!" Why don't you guess again how I killed your father-in-law and his family, especially your little fiancée? '
'Why? ! Why? ! What is your purpose in doing this? ! Feng Yuji turned his face away fiercely. He struggled violently, and his eyes were red as if they were about to drip blood... Suddenly he could no longer speak, and even all his sobs were deeply blocked due to severe pain and shock. In the throat——
The young man leaned down and bit Feng Yuji's lips hard. His hand held Feng Yuji's chin tightly, and the blood from the bite flowed into his fingers.
After a long time, the young man let go. While he was stroking Feng Yuji's pale face, he seemed to be talking to himself, but he wanted to touch Feng Yuji's ear.
"Someone was interested in the things in your little fiancée's house. He gave me a medicine. When I first took it, it seemed to rejuvenate the dying person. But as long as I took it for a long time, it would still lead to a sudden death. What about you?" My father-in-law and his family believed me so easily. Then we poisoned the wells in the city, turning all the people in the city into crawling corpses, and then set a fire, and boom! Twin Moon City is gone. '
'You fool...' As soon as Feng Yuji opened his mouth, the young man pinched his mouth tightly, and the wound caused by the bite once again seeped into his mouth, which was full of blood.
'Finally, remember, my real name is not Mo Qingxun. The young man gently rubbed his temples, which were wet with cold sweat, and said, "My name is Mo Ci. Mo means no, and Ci means refusal." '"
——"The Evil Disciple·Mo Ci Wind and Rain Chapter"
An hour ago.
As the sun sets in the west, the drums of closing the market can be heard from the bell tower. The pedestrians on the road have almost dispersed, and the traders have begun to close their stalls and close their stalls.
The model clearly reminded Rong Tong that the frequency of spiritual energy backlash in this area is the strongest. As long as the principle of the Wanhua Mirror hidden in Shuangyue City has not been significantly changed, then this place will most likely be hidden. Follow its mastermind.
But Rong Tong had been busy for most of the day, almost turning the Dongshi area upside down, but he still couldn't find the so-called mastermind.
Now she doesn't have much time. Not to mention wasting a little more time, Feng Yuji, the Meng clan and even the people of the entire city would be in more unknown dangers, and even she herself might be exposed.
The bustling flow of people in this street market originally gave her an excellent cover. If there were eyes behind it monitoring this Wanhua Mirror, would it be safe to hide in a desolate and remote area? No, water droplets are least noticeable when they merge into the ocean. What's more, those eyes must be focused on the Kunlun monks who have just entered the city. As for the NPCs in front of them who don't even bother to perfect the algorithm, they are probably the most ignored blind spots. Just now, her body has undergone unknown changes. Even monks in the emptiness stage or even the Mahayana stage have difficulty detecting the fluctuations of spiritual power in her body, making it easier for her to pretend to be an ordinary person.
Although they temporarily lost Baoqin, they gained an additional godlike teammate Song Qingping. With her attracting the main attention, the people behind the scenes would have no time to pay attention to him.
But Shuangyue City, like other large and small cities in Junzhou that are dominated by ordinary people, has a curfew. As soon as it gets dark, there will basically be no people on the streets. At that time, she was still wandering in the deserted streets and alleys, but her presence suddenly became conspicuous. Their plan is like stepping on a suspended thread in the air. If anything goes wrong, everything may be exposed.
"I must have overlooked something..." Time was running out, and Rong Tong banged his head in distress.
From her observations from morning to now, she initially thought that the Wanhua Mirror in Shuangyue City was a low-end version of the Houtu Mirror because of the poor algorithm model of the people at the bottom.
But later, when I looked at Mrs. Nammon's words and deeds, it was so lifelike that it was hard to find any flaws. She was a bit wavering on the possibility of tracing the past and reshaping the character through the Mirror of Immortality.
But whether it is the Houtu Mirror or the Changsheng Mirror, the difference is only the magnitude of the computing array, and the operating principles are the same. Even if it is impossible to accurately determine the type of the Twin Moon City Wanhua Mirror, the impact will not be significant.
but……
A ridiculous assumption flashed through Rong Tong's mind. What if... this Wanhua Mirror is neither a Houtu Mirror nor a Changsheng Mirror?
However, the Shanggong Mirror opened up a second dimension, and the Ziwei Mirror could communicate with other worlds. Rong Tong thought about how this Twin Moon City seemed to have no connection with anywhere.
No way... It can't be... While she was denying herself in a serious way, she unconsciously began to recall the information she was researching at that time——
Although, you will never miss a piece of meat if you try it.
To be honest, she had the most information on the latter two Wanhua Mirrors. Although these two mirrors and the previous Houtu and Shanggong were both classified as Wanhua Mirrors, they were fundamentally different in principle. .
If the first two are like the cultivation version of supercomputers, she can at least understand them because of her work experience. Then the obscurity of the latter two theories alone was enough to make her, a liberal arts student, tremble.
In order to produce these two kinds of mirrors, Kunlun Construction Hall even went to the extent to explore the origin of the world. From what Rong Tong could barely understand, they believed that everything under the world and beyond was nothingness in the beginning.
Nothingness gave birth to void, and void gave birth to formless Taiyi. From Taiyi, the first energy body in chaos was born - Taixuan Chuqi. This Taixuan Chuqi is the source of creation. It is in Taiyi It rises and falls irregularly, explodes and collapses. After tens of millions of years, a stable energy field—the Qi field—is gradually formed.
The Qi field is filled with two kinds of particles, Yin and Yang. Their individual sizes are infinitely small, but after colliding with each other, they explode into the most powerful energy level in the Qi field. The explosion differentiates into multiple universes, and after the explosion The warm embers scattered in these universes are the thousands of stars visible in the sky today.
In this way, nothingness turns into something, and this "being" is Tai Chi. Tai Chi generates two rituals, two rituals generate four images, four images generate Bagua, and Bagua transforms into everything in the world, and the world of cultivation begins to exist. In order to maintain the stability of the entire Qi field, the energy field of the cultivation world must be subordinate to the Qi field, and the energy level is lowered. This is the spiritual force field. The Bagua in the spiritual force field generates the spiritual power that the monks rely on.
Kunlun's transformation and application of the spiritual power of the spiritual world has reached the extreme. They have set their sights on the broader sky, which is the so-called "yin" and "yang" particles in the boundless energy field. As long as these two insignificant With a slight bump from the little thing, they can immediately gain enough power to open up a new world.
At that time, who will care about ascending or not? They don't have to go through all the hardships and hardships, and have to endure the long road all their lives, before they have come into contact with the power of immortals or even legendary gods.
Even with Rong Tong's limited physics knowledge, which was no more than a freshman in high school, he still had a vague sense of familiarity when reading these theories. You taste it, you taste it carefully, do you feel a bit like the "Big Bang" theory in earth's astrophysics?
Contacting her deskmate surnamed Zhang who seemed to have some involvement in Kunlun, according to various gossips she heard when she was in her twenties, this person later obtained a doctorate in quantum gravity abroad. He was more than ten years old. A signed article in the core journals of AIP and APS, why was he introduced to the national special program with a high salary and returned home in fine clothes... Ahem, in short, she thought, Zhang Wei couldn't be...
Was he one of the key weapon cultivators who rebelled against Kunlun from the construction hall?
That's why he seemed to keep everything secret. After all, the two of them were in opposing camps on the surface.
After realizing the huge possibility of this speculation, Rong Tong was completely obsessed with Ziwei Jing for a period of time. Even though she could only look at the conception theory and experimental data, she still had to memorize them. Stick it in your mind.
Although she is willing to trust Zhang Wei's character, relying on others is not as good as relying on herself. The Ziwei Mirror is probably the crystallization of Zhang Wei's thousands of years of efforts to find the way to the earth. Since he generously shared it with her, even if She can't read it at this stage, which doesn't stop her from treating it as a floating straw in her dream of going home.
"The Purple Myrtle Mirror should be impossible," she murmured, "but the Palace Mirror cannot be completely ruled out..."
There are almost no people on the long street. After dusk, the moon is shining on the willow trees. In the alleys, some people have lit candles behind their windows and in front of their doors.
The houses in Shuangyue City are low. Sitting on the wall, you can see all the way to the sky. Just like what the man who sold carbon dioxide said in the morning, there are almost no stars in the sky at this time of year. Except for the full moon, there are only The vast and ethereal deep blue sky.
But this Twin Moon City is fake. How big is the scope of this fakeness? Could the intangible "emptiness" she saw and felt be filled with particles of "yin" and "yang" as those people in Kunlun said in the past?
They have been accelerated to a sufficient speed in an orderly manner in the simulated Qi field, which is reflected by the model in her hand, which is the high-energy spiritual power rushing back... No, that is no longer spiritual power! That is infinitely close to Qi, energy enough to open up a new space!
But now, all it takes is an external force to gently push one of the particles, causing it to accelerate and hit the opposite particle in front of it. Then there will be a "boom". The big explosion destroys everything, and it is enough to destroy this artificially constructed simulated Qi. field.
"How will you know if you don't try..."
She closed her eyes and sank into perception. The spiritual force field in this area was instantly reflected in her mind, and she could see the concrete arrangement of the Five Elements and Bagua. But if this is the Shanggong Mirror, the spiritual force field may be all an illusion. She must continue to immerse herself in it, and she will see it... Hidden behind the illusion, those high-speed rotating particles are like the revolution of endless nebulae pulled by gravity. They formed a spiral of light... She tried hard to restore the theoretical scene... And she should be standing in the brightest light source, she was standing in the core of the galaxy!
"Look, Mom! The moon is so round and big today!" The children looking at the moon in front of the window shouted excitedly, patting the window lattice.
The family members who were attracted looked up and saw, Wow! Isn't it? ! The moon in the sky seems to be several times larger than usual, hanging low in the sky, and you can even see the ring-shaped bumps on it.
"It's like we're about to hit him..." the adults thought uneasily.
Rong Tong's field of vision suddenly plunged into darkness at a certain moment. She was a little disappointed, but more of it was just as expected. How could such a profound perception be realized just by reading a few pages of secrets and patting her forehead?
She gave up and planned to give up this ridiculous idea and find another way, but found that she could not extract her own perception from the silence. It seemed that her body suddenly disappeared, floating in the boundless void above and below like a ball of chaos... This did not seem to be void. She lowered her head and saw a bright light - each bright light was made of countless smaller particles. The light converged and slowly rotated around a center...or it seemed to her that it was "slowly", much like the universe she had seen on the science and education column before and photographed with the Hubble Telescope.
Now her consciousness has entered a very mysterious state. She thinks she should be surprised or even scared, but it seems that there is no such emotion in her mind, as if everything is normal. He is both in the universe and in the world. Outside the universe, he is the faintest in this light, and he overlooks this light without sadness or joy.
Fortunately, she has not forgotten her purpose. The originally puzzling mystery has been understood by her like drinking water and breathing. She can not only sense the movement of the smallest particles, but also seem to know that in these billions of light spots , which one is she going to attack?
With a gentle tap of his hand, a certain particle suddenly stopped, and naturally, the particles behind it hit him one after another——
The sea of stars exploded, and the light filled the void. In other words, the energy of the explosion shattered a certain prison.
"You came……"
"finally……"
"again……"
She seemed to hear many voices whispering... It didn't seem like there were many, it seemed like only one person was talking... and it seemed like she heard nothing.
But she didn't have time to think, the light rushed towards her like a surging tide. Originally there was only darkness between heaven and earth, but now she could only perceive the light without boundaries.
After tens of billions of years, or it seemed like just a blink of an eye, the light began to fade, and darkness became the tone of the world again. The remaining light gradually shrank into a bunch. In the halo, she seemed to see a ……people?
is a person. He has snow-white hair and pure white clothes. The soft light clings to his delicate texture and seems to shine through from his almost transparent skin.
He sat with his back to her, like a motionless stone statue on a god's throne. Even the darkness around him changed. It's hard to say how it changed, but it seemed like it had changed from majestic and boundless to cold. and claustrophobic.
She approached him confused, but he didn't seem to notice. She wanted to call this person, but found that she couldn't make a sound, so for some reason, she accidentally wanted to reach out, but a bare hand actually appeared in her perception, and she patted her. Touched his shoulder.
His shoulders were very thin, and she could clearly feel the graceful lines through the material. The man suddenly looked back, and his white hair fell from his shoulders. Their eyes met for an instant, and she took a breath...
Then her body felt heavy, as if a huge pulling force pulled her down to the deepest depths. The darkness disappeared in an instant, and her five senses returned, and her perception also woke up from that mysterious and chaotic state.
She found herself standing in the ruins. The waning moon reflected the ruins of the city. Dark brown bloodstains were solidified everywhere on the ruins. Fires were still burning everywhere in the city. The hot wind and scorched smell were enough to choke an ordinary person. It is difficult to breathe.
There was the sound of footsteps stepping on the rubble and bricks on the ground. She looked back warily, seeing the tall figure of the young man in the moonlight.
"How will you be here?"
