AWB Chapter 271 I am a little fish (26)
Chapter 271 I am a little fish (26)
The disciples of Misty Mountain subconsciously looked in the direction Jing Li was looking, and when they realized they were being led by the nose, they became even more furious.
However, this did not prevent him from seeing that the "boiling" sand sea not only did not rise, but actually receded quite a bit.
He choked for a moment, feeling a sense of defeat at being outdone. He had probably never been so humiliated before. His temper flared, and he drew a sword out of thin air, channeled his spiritual energy into it, and stabbed it at Jingli.
Jingli frowned. "Sure enough, this guy is really clueless."
But at the same time, he also noticed that when the man drew his sword, a dark shadow that had been hidden under the sand surged out from the ground and enveloped him.
Jingli directly transformed the energy into a long whip and lashed it at him.
This time, he was not stingy at all, and his energy was exceptionally pure. As soon as he encountered this Misty Mountain disciple... let's call him Little Misty for now, the shadows around him scattered, as if he had eaten carbide powder and was exhaling.
Xiao Piao's emotions were temporarily calmed, but a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.
Jingli retracted the whip: "If you want to go out, then be quiet."
After saying that, he mentally gave himself a thumbs up. Hehe! He pulled it off!
I secretly recorded this short clip and uploaded it to the system, receiving rave reviews and praise from both my parents.
Xiao Piao was still somewhat indignant, but unfortunately, she couldn't vent her anger. Her face turned red with frustration, and finally, she angrily snorted and left, saying, "You'd better not ruin things!"
Jingli returned the same words to him quietly.
Xiao Piao didn't respond again, clearly pretending not to hear.
Jingli stopped worrying about it; there were more important things to do next.
One copper coin is still suspended in mid-air due to the energy. The copper coins in this vicinity have also remained in the air for the longest time. Even the copper coins further away that have fallen into the sea of sand are being swallowed up the slowest.
Clearly, the location of this copper coin corresponds to the breakthrough point of the Gate of Life, the place where the Red Moon contends with the force of "gravity".
Jingli told Mengli about her discovery and awaited further instructions.
Meng Li didn't hold back, breaking down the next steps for Jing Li: "Now we've found the eye of this illusory space, but we still don't know what the reality outside the illusion looks like, so we need to measure it."
The formation is related to mathematics and geometry. The measurement that Meng Li mentioned is somewhat similar to a scale. At this moment, they have found the "origin" in the illusion. If there is a "scale", they can calculate the reality corresponding to the illusion, that is, the original appearance of the formation.
However, this kind of calculation is different from the calculation in the previous world.
Meng Li took out seven feathers and an iron tree branch from her universe.
The feathers, of unknown origin, were each about the length of a human forearm, yet remained pure white and flawless under the red moon.
Meng Li's fingers moved nimbly, and in no time, a banner was formed.
She handed the banner to Jingli: "Place this banner in the air and cover the eye of the formation to ensure that the red moon can cast a complete reflection."
Only Jingli could do this; no one else dared to use their spiritual power too much.
The consequences of a surge in spiritual energy... see Xiao Piao for reference.
Those shadowy figures were like spiritual energy detectors, lurking wherever there was a noticeable fluctuation. If you weren't careful, your emotions would be swept away. If Jingli hadn't been there this time, they might have already killed each other.
It seems that the formation they entered was quite dangerous.
Jingli took the feather banner, shielded the spiritual power within her body with energy, and leaped into the air using only energy.
Thanks to his persistent practice over this period, he can now use spiritual power and energy flexibly and freely, and can even use energy to achieve the same effect as using spiritual power.
Because of his leap, everyone looked at him.
Many were just watching the show with amusement.
Jingli followed the trajectory of the still-floating copper coin, gradually aligning with it. Then, she lowered her waist, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and landed on the copper coin.
Under the cover of night, the beautiful white-haired, white-clad demon was tinged red by the moon, while the white feather banner in his hand shone brightly, making it all seem like an ancient ritual.
Jingli raised the feather banner, aligning it with the center line of the copper coin, and then infused it with energy to keep it suspended.
Taking advantage of this moment, Keiri quickly stepped back half a body length to avoid her shadow affecting the projection of the feather banner.
He didn't have much time, and the area where the array's core was located wasn't large. If he retreated, it meant that the time he could hover would be shortened. He had to ensure his safety and record the projection.
Fortunately, the projection appeared very quickly, and I used the system cheat to capture the shadow. The whole process took no more than three seconds.
He retreated quickly, and on his way back he could clearly feel the weight on his shoulders increasing.
Fortunately, the dark figure in the white sand only observed from below, and considering the energy on Jingli's body, did not dare to rush up, otherwise Jingli could not guarantee that she could return to the "shore" smoothly.
When Jingli landed, one of her feet almost touched the white sand. The onlookers held their breath, wondering what would happen.
Jingli staggered slightly, then leisurely walked to Mengli's side and transmitted the projection of the feather banner to Mengli separately, using the same method Mengli had used to draw the picture earlier.
Meng Li glanced at it and said, "It's a bronze pattern."
She smiled softly: "The Spirit Puppet Immortal Abode is skilled in making puppets. Puppets are also a type of 'artifact,' and we are currently among these 'artifacts.'"
Jingli nodded. Now that the key to the formation has been found, and the "reality" of the formation has been discovered, it's time to see how to break the formation.
"What's next?"
"Wait."
Meng Li sat cross-legged, put away the feather banner, and took out several objects from her Qiankun, which looked a bit like a roly-poly toy with a microscope added on top.
Seemingly sensing Jingli's curiosity, Mengli explained, "This is a simulated pupil box, which can be used for recording. It's similar to a recording stone, but it uses a clever method that consumes less spiritual energy."
That must be the camera of this world, Jingli thought silently.
“There are two types of formations: dynamic and static. We are in a dynamic formation. Generally, there is a moon in the formation, and breaking the formation often requires timing.”
Jingli scratched his head, feeling like he was growing a head.
Meng Li wanted to obtain this simulated pupil box to record the moon's orbit. Presumably, different things would happen when the moon was in different stages of its orbit.
"The key to breaking the formation is not necessarily near the Gate of Life. Place these boxes on the Gate of Life, the False Gate, and the Gate of Death respectively, and then just wait."
The false gate corresponds to the area where copper coins can only float for three breaths, while the four gates correspond to the area where copper coins immediately sink.
Meng Li gave her six boxes in total: one for life, two for false life, and three for death. Although the number was not large, the boxes provided enough coverage to fill the area that Meng Li had just drawn.
Jingli accepted the order, wrapped the energy in the box, and delivered them one by one to their designated locations.
When the onlookers saw that the two of them stopped moving, someone else stepped forward.
"Fellow Daoists, what are you doing now?"
Jingli glanced at it and thought to herself: Why do all these people in the world love to come up to me?
This time, a dark-skinned person approached, in every sense of the word.
Judging from his attire, he was clearly different from sect disciples and rogue cultivators. He wasn't as exaggerated as in the TV series, but he was indeed eccentric.
But the most obvious thing was the black mist around him. This person had black feathers stuck in his hair, and the black mist around him had the texture of feathers, which was probably related to the cultivation technique he practiced.
This person is clearly a heretical cultivator.
Chicken Feather Bro was a little unhappy after being glanced at but receiving no response.
"You've been fiddling around for so long without any results. The place we're in is treacherous, and many rules remain undiscovered. Fellow Daoist, your actions, without communicating with us, raise questions about the potential dangers. Perhaps you should offer us an explanation."
Chicken Feather Bro spouts a string of platitudes, seemingly genuinely considering the bigger picture.
However, everyone present was wary of each other, and the evil cultivators were even more divided, so it was hard to tell how much truth was in their words.
Meng Li and Jing Li were working together, and it was clear that they already had a plan to unravel the secret realm's formation. It was possible that this person wanted to extract some clues from Meng Li for other purposes.
It's no wonder Jingli is suspicious; there were already shadowy figures lurking in the white sand, and the blackness around the evil cultivators was as thick as charcoal, making it hard to feel at ease.
In addition, according to the information from 6058, there is more than one way to break this formation, and it can be broken by force.
Considering the role of the shadowy figure, Jing Li could almost be certain that the way to break through was to make the cultivators kill each other, while waiting for the area of the white sand to gradually shrink until it could only accommodate one person, at which point that person could escape.
Unlike Jingli's indifference, Mengli didn't hesitate and immediately pulled out her whip from her storage space, lashing it out at the other party.
Meng Li's whip also had black energy, but the moment she made her move, Jing Li had already strengthened the wisp of energy left on her, suppressing the evil energy in her body, while also ensuring that her use of spiritual power would not be easily detected by the black shadow under the white sand.
Chicken Feather Brother, a supposedly evil cultivator, rarely displayed the "courtesy before force" of a righteous cultivator. He was shattered by Meng Li's whip and became too lazy to continue his pretense.
His feather-like black hair suddenly burst open, and it looked like some kind of bird could be seen in the scene.
This bird resembled a bird but was not quite a bird. It had two sunken holes in its eyes, an extremely sharp beak that was hooked, and sharp teeth when it opened its mouth. Its long, thin tongue spiraled outwards as the bird's beak opened wide, and strangely split into nine strands. The tongue was actually snake-shaped, with all nine strands sticking out their tongues, which gave Jingli goosebumps.
Others cannot clearly see the form of this thing; they can only discern a glimpse from Chicken Feather Bro's moves, which resemble a bird of prey spreading its wings or a snake writhing in pain.
Before the fight, Meng Li only sent a telepathic message to him, telling him to obediently protect the Dharma and conserve his energy.
Jingli did not join the battle, but only watched from the sidelines, learning practical experience.
Jingli thought this Chicken Feather Bro must be pretty powerful, at least the shadows around him had a specific shape, unlike the previous city lord, who was just a bunch of weird lumps.
However, to Jingli's surprise, Chicken Feather Bro didn't even last five moves under Meng Li's whip.
In a match between experts, several moves can be exchanged in a single moment. If someone had been distracted, they would have found that in the blink of an eye, Brother Chicken Feather was already kneeling and begging for mercy.
“I did not know you were ‘Bloodstained Judge’. I have offended you. Please have mercy, sir.”
Upon hearing this, everyone around gasped in shock.
In the cultivation world, everyone knows about the Ten Evil Cultivators, nine of whom are "well-deserved" and universally hated.
However, the last seat was an exception.
She was known as Blood Rouge Judge, a description given to her by a survivor. She wielded a long whip, dressed in red like blood-stained rouge, beautiful, bloodthirsty, and exceptionally powerful. The word "judge" distinguished her from other evil cultivators who used beauty as bait to commit evil deeds.
She loved to punish righteous people who were utterly wicked, such as the city lord.
However, her path of cultivation was truly bizarre. It is said that she was able to enter the Dao by slaughtering the entire family of a certain clan, and even using the entire mountain where that mansion was located as a sacrifice.
Therefore, she made it onto the list of heretical cultivators, but because she had many supporters among the people, she only occupied the last spot.
Meng Li's attitude towards most men is one of implicit disgust.
Especially men like this who clearly aren't good people.
Part of her spiritual practice came from the suffering of the men in the inner quarters; she always knew how to make them experience pleasure through pain.
Ordinary men, even without her deliberately suppressing her aura, would be rendered weak-kneed by her hunter-like presence without her even lifting a finger.
Just now, Meng Li only used her most commonly used move, and that chicken-feathered guy recognized her. He wanted to fight her head-on, but in the end, he overestimated himself.
The gazes of those around us, especially those from the so-called righteous side, were much more complex.
Previously, they either ignored or looked down on it, but now they are more wary and scrutinizing.
After all, along with the title "Blood Judge," what made her famous were her remarkable achievements that blurred the lines between good and evil, her extremely cruel entry requirements, and her scandalous affairs.
It is said that before entering the Dao, Xueyan was a top-grade furnace cauldron kept by a powerful being, which is one of the reasons why some people later spread the rumor that she cultivated through dual cultivation.
There is indeed a barrier between the cultivation world and the mortal world, but people can move freely between them.
People, especially women, still have a great interest in these lowbrow gossips.
Not to mention that this woman was also a heretical practitioner.
Among the rogue cultivators was a bald man who had no secret to preserving his youth. His eyes held a suppressed lewdness, as if he were admiring or judging someone. One corner of his mouth was upturned, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
The next second, the sharp tip of the whip was already in front of his eyes, just a hair's breadth away from piercing his eyeballs.
Holding the whip, Meng Li remained silent, but removed the black mask from her face, and her black clothes disappeared without a trace.
Instead, she had a bright and flamboyant beautiful face and wore a red dress.
Her temperament is very similar to when I first met Keiri, but her appearance is different, so she must have been disguising herself.
The rogue cultivator was so frightened that he knelt down, lowered his head and kept begging for mercy, not daring to raise his head at all.
"Do not be alarmed, everyone. Once you leave this illusion, rely on your own abilities."
Meng Li put away her whip, smoothed her long hair, and looked alluring and seductive, yet one could immediately tell she was dangerous.
Now that her identity has been exposed, she's too lazy to hide it anymore. If intimidating these people can bring her some peace and quiet, then why not?
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(All the information about mystical arts and formations in this world is made up by me! Don't take it too seriously, sob sob!)