The news that there was no one capable of creating a sufficiently sophisticated Machine Heart undoubtedly shocked Nandao greatly.
Shouldn't such a place be one of the three major cultivation places of Taoism in the human world?
Why does Mei Xiyu, on certain scales of human civilization, have a dominant position over Tiangongsi?
Naturally, the boy under the umbrella would not know that the initial construction and assistance of Tiangong Division were provided by Qingtian Dao.
This may also be the reason why Qingtian Dao was able to develop from a small practice place thousands of years ago to the leader of the Taoist sect later.
After all, with Huaidu as its backing, although the close relationship may not have been as close as it is now, it is naturally of great convenience to Lin Ziguan's established Taoist sects, just like the "Human World Replenishment" that was originally in the hands of Huaidu. Why "Lu Ji" was later given to Qingtian Dao is naturally a question worth pondering.
The ancient Qing Tiandao and Tiangong Division probably had a relationship of mutual success.
Later, he inherited the ancient Qingtian Dao's mechanical skills, traveled far to the East China Sea, and established the White Moon Mirror to observe destiny.
It's just these things, even if Mei Xiyu and the boy talked about them in detail, they are still amazing things.
So when the Taoist carried the tofu back to the small courtyard, the smell of fried tofu gradually came from inside, but it didn't make the young man have any other ideas.
It's just incredible.
...
The shock was naturally not limited to the South Island.
After the young man brought such news back to the small courtyard of Tiangong Division, even Yu Chaoyun, a Taoist cultivator of Qingtian Dao, found it unbelievable.
But after thinking about it for a long time, Yu Chaoyun felt that it was natural.
After all, in the hundred years before Qingtian Dao fell apart, this was the place known as the leader of the Taoist sect.
It should be noted that since the emergence of Li Queyi, the leader of the Taoist sect, there has never been such a title as the leader of the Taoist sect in the world.
Taoist practitioners themselves have a wide range of practices, so they cannot be considered the best if they are not all-rounders.
You Chunshan didn't have any special feelings. He just looked at Nandao in surprise and asked, "Are we going back to the East China Sea again?"
Nan Dao looked at You Chunshan with raised eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to go back to Donghai?"
You Chunshan just smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just feel like fate is joking. I ran so hard from the East China Sea, but in the end I had to run back hard again, and I still had to go back in a wheelchair."
The young man said with some regret.
"It's a pity that I can't use a sword. Otherwise, I would try to transform myself into sword light and go to the town to show off and show off."
"...Incarnation of the sword light requires the divine sea to enter the realm of enlightenment and the sword intention to enter the slanted bridge realm. Otherwise, you will not have enough energy and your speed will be too slow, and you will look like a Flying in the sky like a stupid fish stuck in a sword, it’s like losing the sword to repair your face.”
Hearing Nan Dao's description, You Chunshan subconsciously imagined that scene, so he laughed.
Shocked, it was undeniable that after the young man was angry with You Chunshan, the news he brought back after going out for a stroll really made the three of them feel a lot better.
It has been a long time since the South Island has said that the mottled snow-capped mountains look like lying Dalmatians, but today it is a rare occasion to describe it again.
Yu Chaoyun finally recovered from the shock, but she was not as optimistic as You Chunshan and Nan Dao. She frowned slightly while holding the sword box, and said softly: "But the Tiangong Division will be willing to send the drawings of that kind of thing For us?”
As Yu Chaoyun's question came to an end, the courtyard became quiet again.
You Chunshan was naturally helpless, so he turned to look at the young man beside him.
Nan Dao stood by the corridor for a while holding an umbrella and said softly: "I'll go and think of a solution."
The young man said this for no reason.
When the Tiangong Division wanted to study the boy's umbrella, Song Yingxin said that he would give him a Hanguang.
However, the young man felt that it was not very convenient for him to ride something like that while holding an umbrella, so he refused.
But it was probably unknown whether Song Yingxin would hand him the drawings of Jikuo Heart because of this, so Nan Dao would think of a solution.
You Chunshan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at Nandao very seriously, and even made a decent sword salute.
"Thank you, uncle."
In fact, from the title "Uncle Master", it can be seen that such a young man from Donghai has never thought of giving up being a swordsman.
No matter how much criticism the sword cultivator receives in today's world, what young man who once wielded a straight wooden stick to chop down rapeseed flowers could refuse if he was offered a handsome character?
Nan Dao didn't say anything more and went to Song Yingxin's office holding an umbrella.
After the young master uncle left, You Chunshan suddenly sighed.
Yu Chaoyun, who was sitting on the steps of the corridor holding the sword box, looked at him strangely.
"What's wrong with you?"
You Chunshan glanced at the sword box in Yu Chaoyun's arms and said softly: "It's nothing, I just want to go back to the East China Sea. The sword marks left by the sword that Senior Yue Congren fought are still there. The spring mountains must be withered everywhere. The spring mountains are withered everywhere." Senior sister!"
Yu Chaoyun sat there in silence.
The mountains in spring are withered, and naturally they are not the mountains in the East China Sea.
It was the Spring Mountain Sword that was broken by Yu Chaoyun today.
The Qingtian Dao girl opened the sword box and looked at the Spring Mountain Sword with some small flaws at the end of the blade. Then she sneered and said, "What does the withered Spring Mountain of the East China Sea have to do with you? The Spring Mountain of the East China Sea is also your Majesty's. of Spring Mountain.”
You Chunshan blinked his eyes and said sincerely: "But if His Majesty had promised to give me Chunshan from the East China Sea, he would definitely keep his word."
"Your Majesty gave you Donghai Chunshan, but you didn't want it. Then you regretted it later and went back to ask for it. This is contempt for Your Majesty and will be beheaded."
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty is in Qingtian Road. If you want Chunshan from the East China Sea to do anything, you might as well give it to me."
Although when he was in Donghai, this young man felt that he would be unlucky if he smiled, but it probably doesn't matter now.
You have to laugh when you should.
But Yu Chaoyun hugged the sword box tightly and said, "Your Majesty, can't you go to live in the East China Sea?"
"Mojian Cliff is in the East China Sea. How can your Majesty be willing to live in the East China Sea?"
Although what the two said was not actually about Kamigawa, this sentence was true.
It is impossible for Your Majesty to live in the East China Sea as His Majesty, unless he lives in Zhuojiantai.
Yu Chaoyun was speechless for a moment, but put the sword box on You Chunshan's lap - probably because he didn't want to put it on the ground to avoid any bumps.
Before You Chunshan understood what Yu Chaoyun was going to do, the Qingtian Taoist girl had already taken out the Chunshan sword from the sword case with a loud sound, jumped into the open space in the courtyard, held the sword in front of her eyebrows, and pinched it with her fingers. Jue, passed quickly against the blade of the sword, and some Taoist scriptures and rhymes gradually remained on the blade of the sword.
"Then what if Your Majesty becomes the master of the cliff?"
As Yu Chaoyun finished speaking, a sword dance began in the small courtyard.
The girl in the green skirt is holding a sword and moving, and the sword light is floating all over the courtyard, just like the white butterflies in the spring breeze, endlessly dancing.
You Chunshan sat in the wheelchair holding the sword box in amazement, looking at the girl from Qingtian Dao who was always relatively quiet.
"So you know how to use a sword?"
Of course a Taoist knows how to use a sword.
However, with the rise of sword intention, using a sword in front of those sword practitioners who can control the sword with sword intention will inevitably feel like digging a hole for yourself.
This resulted in the power of Dao Sword gradually becoming unpopular.
Yu Chaoyun danced a little with his sword in the courtyard, then sheathed his sword and stood up. His Taoist aura was gone, but he snorted softly, held his sword upside down and walked around the corridor.
You Chunshan sat in the corridor holding the sword box in confusion.
"what are you going to do?"
"Make tea."
Jian Xiu made tea and drank tea. After Chen Huaifeng became famous, it became more reasonable.
Just like the swordsman playing cards back then.
You Chunshan was quite moved, thinking about the swordsman uncle named Chen Huaifeng whom he had met at the foot of the East China Sea Cliff, and murmured that he should also learn to make tea first?
Doesn’t it mean that you must first cultivate your mind before practicing cultivation, and you must first cultivate your health by cultivating your mind?
...
Song Yingxin is still very busy.
Nan Dao waited in the alley outside the courtyard for a long time before finally meeting the head of the Tiangong Department who had finally finished some things.
When the young man walked into the courtyard, the door was open. Song Yingxin was sitting behind the desk, holding his hands, lowering his head and applying a hot towel to his face.
This probably does relieve fatigue.
"Why are you so busy these days, Sir?"
Nan Dao walked over holding an umbrella and stopped under the eaves, looking at Song Yingxin who seemed very tired.
Song Yingxin just sighed and did not speak. He probably had a towel covering his face, so it was indeed difficult to speak.
It wasn't until the temperature of the towel on his face gradually dropped that the tired middle-aged man rubbed his face vigorously, threw the towel into the basin nearby, and then pushed the basin forward.
"Help me pour the water."
Nan Dao nodded. Song Yingxin was not arrogant. The young man could indeed see a lot of tiredness in his eyebrows.
Practitioners will be tired, so it goes without saying for such a worldly person.
Nan Dao walked to the yard and poured the water in the basin into the ditch, then put the towel basin back, and then returned to the room.
Song Yingxin had put on his girdle again and was looking at some documents there. He probably heard the footsteps of the young man coming in, and then he slowly said: "Your Majesty plans to start building Yunzhongjun connecting the north and the south. Naturally, Si Li wants to I am busy preparing a lot of things. In addition to some things in the human world, the Tiangong Department is too involved, so it is inevitable that it will be a lot busy."
Nan Dao nodded thoughtfully.
Although this was the first time he heard the name Yun Zhongjun from Song Yingxin's mouth, he also knew that this was not the ancient Chu ghost and god Yun Zhongjun, but probably the same name as the Xue Yun that was planned to be built between Huai'an and Luming. Something similar to Zhongjun's Promenade.
Song Yingxin said, raised his head, looked at Nan Dao and said, "Are you leaving?"
The one-month period agreed between Nandao and Tiangongsi has long passed, so the boy can naturally leave here.
However, Nan Dao also just remembered this matter. He had been thinking about You Chunshan recently, but he had forgotten this.
The young man under the umbrella was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Yes, but there is one more thing that may require the Master's permission."
Song Yingxin looked at the young man for a moment, then lowered his head again and said slowly, "It must be about You Chunshan."
This is indeed not a difficult thing to guess.
After all, when the young man is in the company, apart from the umbrella, the only thing he has to worry about is the young nephew of Donghai.
Nan Dao hesitated for a moment and said softly: "I wonder if Sir, Master, can we take the blueprint of Jikuo Heart to the East China Sea?"
Song Yingxin raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to find Queyimen?"
Many of You Chunshan's problems were naturally clear to Xuanhu Yamen after many inspections.
Nan Dao said slowly: "I heard that the missing one is above the accuracy of Ji Kuo, especially better than Tiangong Division, so I want to go there and have a look."
Song Yingxin didn't say anything else, he just stood up and walked out the door.
Nan Dao hesitated for a while, but still followed with an umbrella.
Song Yingxin didn't say anything along the way, just walked quietly.
The two passed through many alleys and finally stopped in front of a door deep in many offices.
Nan Dao looked at the door in front of him with a strange expression.
Of course, the door is not a special door, but behind the door, it seems to be just a wall, and I don’t know where this door leads.
Song Yingxin calmly opened the door.
Only then did Nan Dao realize that this door did not lead to a courtyard, but to the underground.
Many administrative offices of the Tiangong Department are built on such a high platform. Nandao always thought that this platform was solid in the past, but now it seems that there is probably something else inside. As for what it is, The young man didn't know.
Song Yingxin breathed a long sigh of relief, looked back at the young man, smiled, and said, "Just follow me."
The two of them walked along the passage that went downwards behind the door. It was not dark inside. It seemed to be illuminated by a lot of fluorite, but it couldn't be said how bright it was. The entire passage was made of bluestone and looked quite solid. look.
Nan Dao saw Song Yingxin squinting at the stone steps under his feet, and subconsciously pulled out his sword to light the sword fire.
The sword was only three inches out, and Song Yingxin seemed to know what he was going to do.
"No open fires can be seen in here, Nandao."
Nan Dao sent the sword back in surprise and asked in confusion: "Why?"
Song Yingxin did not answer, but just walked along the spiraling passage and walked deeper.
Nan Dao followed up silently out of curiosity. After a long time, the front of the passage suddenly became brighter, as if there was a lot of faint skylight pouring out from the front.
After turning the last corner, everything beyond the end of such an underground passage was revealed in front of the young man.
Nan Dao suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The scene in front of him may have suddenly reminded this young man of the scene in Tianshang Town, when the young man in green clothes drank wine and said, "I really know how to sword", and thousands of sword lights broke through the water of the Great Lake.
Perhaps even more so.
Because what appeared in front of us was an extremely huge cylindrical space, which roughly looked like the pillars of a platform standing above the underground office of Tiangong Division. There were hanging steps spiraling downward. Among them is a rather huge piece of fluorite inlaid on the top that exudes a faint cold light.
And on those cave walls, there were stone shelves surrounding the stone walls and stacking downwards. At this point, Nandao finally understood why Song Yingxin said that no open fire could be seen inside.
Because in such a huge cylindrical space, it is full of various mechanical drawings.
This is naturally different from the scene of thousands of sword lights breaking through the lake.
But the feeling it brings to the young man is the same.
It's all the kind of shock that comes from meeting the vast world for the first time.
Nan Dao turned around and looked at Song Yingxin blankly, looking at this man who was the head of the Tiangong Division for who knows how many generations.
The latter stood there with a sigh.
"This is the place where all the drawings of the Tiangong Division have been stored for thousands of years. There are more than 36 million drawings in total. It is the prototype of the human world for the next thousand years. If you set fire to this place, Nandao will be destroyed for thousands of years. , As long as human civilization still exists, the world will remember a sinner like you."
Nan Dao subconsciously looked back at his two swords. Fortunately, they were still staying there without any collision or sparks.
But Song Yingxin's words still made the young man feel uneasy. After hesitating a little, he very slightly took off the two swords behind him, and then walked towards the back of the passage, until he made several turns and removed the two swords. He placed it smoothly on the ground and then walked back.
The young man held an umbrella and stood on the upper level of the hanging steps with great shock, looking at such a silent scene.
There may indeed be many incredible things in the world, enough to make a sword cultivator put down his sword with great piety and look at everything in shock like a child.
After a long time, Nan Dao looked at Song Yingxin aside with that kind of indelible shock and surprise.
"Why did Master Si bring me here?"
Song Yingxin pointed to a certain place on the cave wall and said softly: "Because the drawing of Ji Kuo Zhixin you want is right there."
Nan Dao looked along Song Yingxin's fingers. Because such a place was too huge and the light was dim, Nan Dao could only vaguely see a chronology and classification.
It's words like 'Dafengli 600 so-and-so year' and 'Mimetic Mechanism Conjecture'.
This is probably another story that shocks the young man.
It turns out that such a comprehensive heart had already taken shape hundreds of years ago. Perhaps, as Bai Zhu said, some things have always been limited by the accuracy of Tiangong's driving force and cannot be put into reality.
This is probably the reason why these more than 36 million drawings have been silent underground and the world has never known them.
Of course, there are still some clues, such as Huaidu, which should be used as a testing ground, and the mechanisms in the city of Nanyi City and Shanyue City.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, holding an umbrella and turning to look at Song Yingxin again.
"My lord, are you not afraid that I will destroy this place?"
Song Yingxin said softly: "How can you not be afraid? Not only you, but also me, sometimes have the idea of burning this place to the ground. Such thoughts are enough to bring great guilty pleasure."
Nan Dao stood there silently.
Song Yingxin also laughed softly.
"It's just Nandao. You also know that what you are responsible for is something that everyone who knows about this world is afraid of. So you can't trust us, and we may not be able to truly trust you. But..."
Song Yingxin stopped smiling and looked at the young man under the umbrella sincerely.
“It’s better to make a promise than to take responsibility.”
"The wind and rain in the world are short-lived, and the hope in the world is endless. You are the heavenly being trapped under the umbrella. No matter what happens in the future, I hope you can always be sincere and kind... This world."
"This is why I asked you to take a look at these 36 million square drawings."
"There is a long way to go. We must be ambitious."
It is impossible not to be Hongyi.
The young man stood under the umbrella and could not speak for a long time.
