There is an ancient tree on the north side of the lake and south of the east peak. It's not very high, but it's very thick, like a wall, with a tree hole inside. The diameter of the tree crown is about 100 meters. Because the tree is not very tall, some of the branches are pressed to the ground. Because of the special environment of the mountainside, part of it is placed on the mountain and can be climbed directly from the mountain to the tree, while part of it is slightly higher than the ground and extends to the lake. The whole thing looks like a huge mushroom.
It was getting hot now. It was cool under the trees under the layers of branches and leaves.
Under the tree roots, Long Panxi was sleeping soundly against the wall.
She was like a beggar huddled in a corner, sleeping very casually, not caring about her posture and having no scruples. When the insects around her saw her, they crawled away, the birds flew away when they saw her, and the leaves fell and were blown aside by the wind.
The crown of the tree is very thick and it can get a bit stuffy down there. But the wind blew back and forth from the lake, which was very pleasant.
Long Panxi's long hair was messy, and he hadn't washed his face, so he looked exhausted. I slept soundly, which didn't really affect me.
The white skirt on her body is almost turning into a black skirt. I'm afraid it won't be able to be washed clean by cleaning techniques. Some of it is quite dirty.
She leaned slightly sideways against the tree, and her face imprinted a mysterious pattern on the root of the tree. Perhaps that was the key to the problem in her dream.
Long Panxi opened his eyes, and without waking up, he rushed into a yard again as if he had seen a ghost.
The yard facing the lake was turned into a studio, and a huge machine was built in the larger yard, which almost occupied the yard.
Chen Zejun's condition was similar to that of the young sect leader. He was a handsome guy with no image, holding an array board in his hand and preparing to install it on a huge machine.
Long Panxi shouted: "Stop!"
Chen Zejun immediately put the board aside, as if he wished it would hurt his consciousness. It's more difficult than fighting against the Xu Lianxu cultivator.
Ji Wang, Wan Bai, Gao Zhuang and others all came to help.
Long Panxi shouted excitedly: "I plan to build a tree. The core is the tree, and the heart of the tree is made into an array spirit. The rest are hung on the tree. The branches are filtered while being transmitted, and the garbage is filtered out. "
Chen Zejun said: "Filtering out what is ultimately transmitted is incomplete."
Long Panxi responded: "The branches are all tied to each other. The core is a direction, and there is an addition on the outside. It seems to have become complicated, but it is not. Once the core is firmly grasped, the branches can also build several important points. It’s the previous state, which is equivalent to adding a core to make it stronger and more controllable.”
Ji Wang said: "It is divided into two parts. One part is transmitted through the core, and the two parts are combined into one when output."
Long Panxi nodded, that's it.
Chen Zejun was stunned. He had spent a lot of time on this before.
Long Panxi felt that this method was feasible. The previous efforts were not in vain. He just took them apart, rebuilt some parts, and modified some parts.
The transmission of sound is not directly packaged and transmitted, just like data transmission, which is different from express delivery. It needs to be transformed, transmitted, and then transformed.
Long Panxi has done this problem before, but the structure is not perfect.
Ji Wang understood what the young sect leader meant and started to dismantle it.
Although there is a big one, it is not difficult to dismantle it. Carefully dismantle it and put it aside, otherwise it will not fit anymore.
Long Panxi didn't know how the chip was made. It was really confusing. Her Nascent Soul cultivation level could be regarded as a deity to mortals, but not enough. No wonder some mortals go to the fairy world to teach the gods. Immortals may not need it, but mortals in the immortal world do.
Long Panxi, Gao Zhuang, Zhou Yan and others used enough materials to make a tree.
Long Panxi set up an array on the tree, as detailed as writing code. This is the formation path, very advanced.
Chen Zejun took the opportunity to take a rest, found a stone to sit on, and slept like a beggar. Begging for a moment of rest.
Wan Bai looked at these and restructured them in his mind, and discussed with Ji Wang any problems.
Ji Wang said: "The core is still Shuxin. Shuxin has done well and has a strong guarantee for the communication."
Low-level monks can easily hear the sound transmitted by high-level monks.
If there are many strong people in the venue of the Hundred Sects Conference, and everyone transmits messages to each other, they may be lost if they are transmitted far away. It may be someone else who passes on some secrets and goes back to date. Or it was tampered with. The husband said he would come back tomorrow, but when he came back on the same day, something bad happened.
Even if we meet and chat, we still worry about being overheard. That's what high-level monks are like. There are many high-level monks, so it's hard to guarantee.
Since this is going to be done, it must be reliable, otherwise why would people use it?
At least we have to guard against the Void Refining monks, the ancestors don’t have that much time. This is not easy.
Only the young sect master dared to think so, and Chen Zejun and a group of people dared to do it. Prepare yourself until the sea of consciousness collapses.
Long Panxi was about to vomit blood, but he was in good condition and worked hard in one go!
Tall and strong, very imposing! As a young master, of course you have to do your best!
Looking forward to it, the sky is about to thunder. What happened? The sect-protecting formation was shaking.
Got the array spirit out. It's like one of them is separated. Although it is not very strong, it is the strongest one.
Array spirits were originally like this, and it was special that Long Panxi became the array spirit of the sect-protecting formation.
Now that we have all the formation spirits, this tree has been successfully refined! A bolt of lightning struck down.
Long Panxi threw the autumn leaves over his head.
It doesn't matter if the thunder strikes, it doesn't strike, it doesn't matter, it strikes a few times randomly and then runs away.
Sun Xia hugged the young sect leader and returned to Zixing Palace to rest. If he doesn't rest, he will ascend immediately.
Gao Zhuang and Zhou Yan finished their work. This was a different tree heart, equivalent to the Lingbao level. Or maybe the heart of the tree is a spiritual weapon, and those formations are very special, making this whole thing very special.
It's about a foot tall and about three feet in diameter, so it weighs a lot.
Ji Wang and Wan Bai assemble it together.
Chen Zejun woke up and started to assemble it. I found this assembly to be extremely smooth. Some of the sluggishness before was gone.
Put the branches together and do a few important points, and the framework will be there.
Wanbai tried it, it feels very good!
Long Panxi woke up and hurried over.
Ji Wang saw that her face was still pale. There's not much left.
Long Panxi said: "It will be called Ye Xun from now on. The ones for personal use are made in the shape of leaves, like the leaves falling from this tree."
Ji Wang responded: "That's good. It's enough for a tree to fall on a city. It's also a status card in the city."
Long Panxi said: "Everyone who receives it must be strictly checked. It is more convenient in normal times."
Wan Bai made this into a big tree with a crown diameter of ten feet, which looks very beautiful.
Long Panxi was satisfied. It looks much more comfortable than being locked in a big box before. Now the heart of the tree is closed, the important parts are treated specially, and other parts can be replaced. When technology improves, we can do better.
Looking forward to finally completing it, I saw a flash of thunder in the sky, as if the young sect leader was not easy to attack, so he left.
Long Panxi breathed a sigh of relief. Such a big tree could easily be accidentally injured.
There were some useless materials left, so everyone cleaned them up and there was an extra tree in the yard.
Zhou Yan asked in a mood: "Do you want to paint it green?"
(End of chapter)
