Chapter 988 A strange journey
The quiet room was dark, and Meng Qi, who was sitting on the cloud bed, presented a strange emptiness, as if he existed here, and seemed to be far away in the horizon. The fragment of the Haotian Mirror in his hand was dull and dark, but it reflected the ever-changing, Countless universes are layered on top of each other, with fleeting glimpses and various states of mind.
Different from the normal path of legend, Meng Qi no longer has an "other" and cannot rely on methods such as assimilation, enlightenment, communication and tolerance to form a "projection", strengthen the connection, and turn accumulation into qualitative change, thus making all worlds unique. He is everywhere, and can use projection to mobilize the sea of energy corresponding to the universe. He can only create a mark from scratch that belongs to his "self", a mark that covers subtle connections, to replace "others and me", and to communicate and master different universes and worlds. .
But what kind of mark should be left in order to match the projection characteristics of the "self" in the corresponding universe, fit in with the source of the avenue, establish a subtle connection, and how to leave a mark? Meng Qi's eyes were still dark, and he could only fumble forward.
And relying on the specificity of the "Haotian Mirror" fragments can get twice the result with half the effort!
His consciousness was thrown into the fragments of the Haotian Mirror. Meng Qi's mind was dark and his spirit was blurry. It was as if he was flying in the vast, cold and dark universe. He couldn't see any light or sense any way out, only an endless trek.
Suddenly, the void cracked open, revealing a faint halo of light. Meng Qi's consciousness was wrapped in the Haotian Mirror's aura and suddenly flew over.
Penetrating through the layers of curtains, the sky and the earth were spinning, everything was alienated, and Meng Qi briefly lost consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, his consciousness gradually returned, but he found that his eyes could not see things, his ears could not hear sounds, and his body had lost touch. Only his spirit could spread a little, sensing the movement around him, and feeling his own consciousness. Trapped inside a palm-sized puppet.
I'm actually possessed by a puppet?
Meng Qi was a little stunned by this unprecedented encounter. Is this the "road to creating a mark" indicated by the fragments of the Haotian Mirror?
Just as the thought came to his mind, he "heard" a voice coming from him.
This is a common ruined temple in the wild. At this time, the night is deep, the sound of crashing is constant, and the rain is like a curtain, isolating the place from the outside world, making it suddenly feel like a world away.
There were many corpses lying around in the temple, with different wounds, but all showed the murderer's quick sword skills.
"The blood hasn't solidified yet. It didn't take long before the incident happened." A young man with tied hair held a long sword and half-knelt beside the corpse, inspecting it carefully.
He has a pleasant and handsome face, but his temperament is lazy. He is the kind of person who can sit but not stand, and can lie down but not sit.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe. He had a long beard and was dressed meticulously. His eyes were hidden and the hand holding the sword was a faint purple. At this time, he sighed and said: "It's Miao from the Sihai Escort Agency." Head of the escort team."
"Mr. Miao, head escort?" Several voices sounded at the same time. There were two men and one woman around. The woman was young, fifteen or sixteen years old. Her eyebrows had just grown on her immature face. She was youthful and delicate, and she was farthest from the corpse. One of the men looked timid, one was young and stiff, the other had half-white hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
It turned out to be Mr. Miao, the head of the Sihai Escort Bureau?
He is a well-known figure in the world. Even if he is not first-class, he is not far away. But now he is lying dead in a temple and no one cares about him.
Could it be that he received some incredible escort?
The middle-aged scribe shook his head: "A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a treasure. There is nothing more dangerous than this. Cheng'er, don't look any further. As soon as the heavy rain stops, we will stay away from this place."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the collapsed Buddha statue and sat down.
"Yes, Master." Xu Cheng withdrew his gaze, but the wounds still remained in his mind. They seemed to have come to life, turning into streaks of sword light, so fast that it made people's hearts palpitate.
What a quick sword!
"Dad, you seem to know what's going on?" The delicate and tender girl understood the middle-aged scribe's unexpressed intention. She couldn't hide her curiosity for a moment, jumped over like a fox, and asked coquettishly.
Xu Cheng and other disciples also cast their gaze over, full of desire for knowledge.
What kind of treasure caused the death of Mr. Miao, the famous bodyguard of the Sihai Bodyguard Bureau?
The middle-aged scribe Shang Jiuming looked around, pondered for a moment and said, "It's okay to tell you. It's something that's been widely circulated in the world, but you're not at the same level, so it's harder to get in touch with it."
"What exactly is going on?" The pretty girl Shang Lingxi asked in confusion.
Shang Jiuming stroked the sword gently and motioned for his disciples and his daughter to sit down. Then he slowly said, "Have you ever heard of the Four Great Books?"
"No..." Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi and others shook their heads blankly. As for the tyrannical skills, they and others knew a lot, such as "Star Transformation Sutra", "Celestial Silkworm Magic", "Great Sun Lihuo Lun" and "Secret of Taking Yin" "Tian Luo Demonic Skills" and "The True Secret of Immortality" are all magic skills used by the top masters in the world, but the four great books are simply unheard of.
Shang Jiu Ming showed a somewhat leisurely and fascinated expression: "Martial arts are declining day by day. The four great books came into being more than a hundred years ago, and there are many great masters in the world. It is not comparable to today's martial arts."
"The first of the strange books is "Elixir Essentials". Its origin is unknown. It points directly to the great road. A golden elixir is swallowed into the stomach. My destiny is up to me. It is difficult to practice directly, but it has derived from "Xingbian Zhenjing" and "Celestial Silkworm". "Shen Gong" and other Taoist secrets have created countless great masters such as Tianhe Zhenren. They are now preserved in the Taoist Holy Land Zhitian Temple and have not been seen in the world for many years. "
Are both "Xingbian Zhenjing" and "Celestial Silkworm Divine Art" derived from "Elixir Yao"? Shang Lingxi covered his lips with his right hand, shocked and enlightened. Xu Cheng and other disciples were also shocked.
The top magical skill that I know is only a certain aspect or part of "Dan Yao"!
No wonder it is called a strange book!
"The second strange book is the Demon Sect's "Heavenly Scripture". They call themselves the "Holy Scripture". It explores the wonders of heaven and man and is divided into multiple volumes, each containing a powerful magic skill, such as "Heavenly Luo Skill" and "Secret of Yin Capture". It is said that if the "Heavenly Scripture" is combined, it can allow people to practice supreme magic skills and glimpse the secret of breaking the void. Unfortunately, the Demon Sect has become increasingly divided over the past hundred years, and many volumes of the "Heavenly Scripture" have long been lost..." Shang Jiuming told the story, and Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi and others were fascinated. It turned out that this was the origin of the "Heavenly Luo Magic Skill". It turned out that the powerful and terrifying branches of the Demon Sect in their hearts were not at their peak.
Shang Jiuming continued, "The Northern School of Buddhism's 'Great Sun Lihuo Wheel' is the most powerful in the world, but more than a hundred years ago, their most terrifying and powerful skill was not this magic skill, but the 'Secret Wisdom Enlightenment Fundamental Sutra'. They cultivated their spirits, completed initiation, accumulated from generation to generation, and became extremely powerful, as if they were walking Buddhas in the world, able to pull people into reincarnation in their past lives. It was mysterious and unpredictable, and it could be called the most unfathomable book in the strange book."
Xu Cheng, Shang Lingxi and others looked at each other in surprise. This description sounded like a myth or legend, better than a martial arts secret!
There is such a miraculous skill in the world?
"Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, the Living Buddha and the Jingshen Sword met in the current wasteland, and they joined forces to present a famous spiritual confrontation. The two sides entered reincarnation together, and fought for supremacy in their past lives. In the end, the Jingshen Sword was half a step ahead, and the Living Buddha was defeated and enlightened. He passed away on the spot, and his body condensed into colored glaze, immortal and passed down. But this was an unexpected sitting death after all. He did not have time to receive the initiation and pass on the Dharma. The accumulation of the tyrannical spirit and wisdom for countless generations was interrupted. It is extremely difficult for future generations to practice the "Secret Wisdom Enlightenment Fundamental Sutra" again, and no success has been seen until now." Shang Jiuming sighed, the anecdotes passed down by the old people are really legendary.
This is more exciting and incredible than the storyteller's story... Shang Lingxi and other disciples had brilliant eyes, and their imaginations were full of interest in the strange book. If they were lucky enough to get a copy and practice successfully, wouldn't they be able to walk sideways in the world?
"Dad, where is the fourth strange book?" Shang Lingxi asked impatiently, blinking his black and white eyes.
"Yes, what is the fourth strange book?" Xu Cheng was also curious. They had completely forgotten that the original purpose was to find out why the chief escort Miao of the Sihai Escort Agency was killed.
Shang Jiuming smiled slightly, with a lot of sadness in his expression: "It's not a book, it's a puppet, the magic sword puppet!"
When he said these four words, he became serious and solemn.
"The magic sword puppet?" Shang Lingxi looked at his father with innocent and confused eyes.
The last strange book turned out to be a puppet?
Shang Jiuming said with a deep look in his eyes: "More than a hundred years ago, the Sword Emperor and the God-Shocking Sword fought a decisive battle at the Sunset Peak in the Wasted City. Both of them broke into the void and left behind unreachable figures. No one could reproduce this scene afterwards."
"Before the decisive battle, they used the puppet they got as letter paper, the sword in their hands as a pen, and the sword skills they had learned throughout their lives to fight each other. They carved thirty words. The first fourteen and the last sixteen were the understanding of the sword skills of the Sword Emperor and the God-Shocking Sword respectively. They included their own peerless sword skills, especially the former, and the method of the flow of true energy, which reproduced the original path of the Sword Emperor."
"At first, the magic sword puppet was kept by the disciples of the Sword Emperor, but things changed with time, and eventually it was lost in the world. Every time it came out, it was accompanied by bloody storms. The real winner became one of the best swordsmen in the world. The extermination of the Mu Mansion and the disintegration of the Five Elements Sword Sect were all caused by this. There are too many to list."
"Did the chief escort Miao die because of this?" Xu Cheng blurted out.
Shang Jiuming nodded gently: "Miao, the head of the escort team, has made great progress in martial arts in recent years. It is rumored that he has obtained the magic sword puppet."
Several disciples were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that they would encounter something related to the strange book!
"In fact, the swordsmanship of our sect is also closely related to the magic sword puppet." Shang Jiuming suddenly sighed.
"Ah?" Shang Lingxi looked confused.
Shang Jiuming smiled bitterly and said: "My ancestor of the Shang family was originally the commander of the imperial guards of the abandoned capital. It was he who sent the letter of "magic sword puppet" to the Sword Emperor and the God-shaking Sword. He saw that the swordsmanship in the book was unparalleled, so he secretly copied it and left behind the two powerful swordsmanships of "Zhenxie" and "Jingshen". Later, the family grew stronger and became a sect. It prospered for a time, but gradually declined, lost the copy, and the swordsmanship was incomplete."
"I don't know when I can reproduce the glory of the past..."
The voice gradually became lower, and the scene was quiet and depressing for a while.
Meng Qi listened to their narration and realized that he had returned to the world of the Sword Emperor and the Demon Queen, and became the "magic sword puppet" left behind!
My past experiences and the swordsmanship I left behind have become legends in the martial arts world. What does this have to do with leaving a mark?
How should this strange journey brought by the fragments of the Haotian Mirror develop to produce a mark?
Xu Cheng was in high spirits, holding his head with both hands, and lay down lazily, thinking about things related to the four great books.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a puppet with a funny smile hiding in the dark on the beam.
Puppet?
As soon as the thought came to him, he found that the puppet's eyes blinked and a drop of clear tears flowed down.
Blink... tears... Xu Cheng was struck by lightning, as if he had encountered a ghost, and his heart was about to explode.
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