Chapter 22: Re-entering the Purple Radian Heavenly Realm
After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Zixin still didn't have any clue, the only thing she used in her medicine garden was benzoin and phoenix vine. But it can't solve the problem of being able to deform at will. It's not that she didn't think of steel raw materials, first, she was not familiar with such raw materials; Second, she prefers natural things. Besides, the spiritual plants in the cultivation realm are much stronger than the current steel, and they can be said to be alive.
The next day, before dawn, Lin Zixin left a note for her father, and ran away with Xiao Budian to go up the mountain to practice, she didn't want to be asked this and that all day long.
When the sun had just risen, it was the best time to cultivate, and after the cultivation was over, the middle of the fifth layer of her qi refining had stabilized, and the spiritual power in her body was even more condensed. The dew in the morning was very thick, these dewdrops were different from the rain, and Lin Zixin could feel that there was aura in them. It can be said that it is made of the condensation of the air of plants and trees and the water vapor in the air, in this unpolluted forest, it is extremely pure water, and it should be extremely haode for making tea, and maybe it is also a haode method for watering medicinal herbs. She even thought that if she could analyze the ingredients contained in them and various spiritual springs, and then break up the useful substances and reorganize them, maybe they could be prepared into a higher-level spiritual liquid, which would be more conducive to the growth of plants.
The idea was integrated with the supercomputer she had conceived, but the materials and refining methods were even more problematic. She doesn't want to make a copy of a modern computer, the principle is that it can be used for reference, if it is to change the soup but not the medicine, it is better not to do it.
"Can this be called a refiner?" She thought of Ming Yan in the Ziluo Heavenly Realm who claimed to be an immortal refiner. Why don't you ask him? Although he is a refiner who doesn't know the truth or falsehood, he can just probe his bottom.
After saying a "strange name", the original god entered the purple radial realm, and this time she entered the original god, which was deeper than her last experience. She didn't really want to enter here, she always felt like there was an invisible camera watching everything here, and it felt like someone was being spied on.
There is no day and night in the Ziluo Heavenly Realm, and she doesn't see the sun, but she can feel the warmth of the sun shining on her body, and the wind is blowing slowly, blowing her long hair, and there is no difference between her senses and the outside world. What puzzled her was that as soon as her primordial spirit or divine consciousness entered here, she would reveal her own essence, just like the whole person had entered here.
The path she found last time is still there, and it seems that the illusion or formation here will not repair itself once it is cracked. That's great, you can crack it slowly.
She shouted, "Uncle, are you still there?" β
While observing the entire sea of flowers, looking for a way to crack it. If it's all illusions, then it's too powerful. She knew that there were illusions here, but deep down she still regarded them as real objects, and her senses of smell, sight, hearing, and touch all said that they were real objects. The last time she was able to find half a way was purely by feeling, but now her feelings didn't have any effect. Is it easier to know only a little than to understand it at all? No flaw could be found at all, except when her finger was scratched by the thorn of a rose. Blood dripped on it, staining the petals red, and the whole rose grew like crazy with her blood, and the rose turned blood-red. The pain of the wound made her understand how terrifying the illusion here was, and it was worthy of being placed by someone from the fairy world.
"Uncle, I know you're still here, and I have something to ask you for." Lin Zixin stood in the sea of flowers and shouted.
"Uncle! Your old man has instructed me, how can you be half a disciple of your old man if you don't guide me, you see that I am hurt by the flowers here? She held out her fingers and dangled them in the air.
"That's not right!" She felt that something must be wrong, a sense of incongruity, and her fingers shook more and more slowly.
Is it a finger? How can I bleed when I am a primordial god, and my blood is combined with purple flames, as long as I am passively injured, there will be purple flames in my blood, but what is the situation now?
She sucked out the blood with her mouth, it was real blood, and she used her spiritual power to cut a wound again, and the blood flowed out immediately.
It hurts, but it's not the same as the pain just now, what's the difference? She couldn't tell. She dripped her blood onto the flowers and plants around her, some of which grew like the rose, while others were unharmed. What does this mean?
She summoned the purple flame into a long knife, and after cutting down all the plants that were safe and sound, the flowers and plants around her changed again, the grass became wider, and the flowers were just a few bright roses, arranged in a very special way. She wrote down the layout here by heart, she couldn't understand that Weishenme wanted to arrange it like this, but it didn't prevent her from remembering it first and slowly cracking it later.
Is this what this is really like in a small area?
But the blood, the purple flame, these are real, I didn't use illusions.
Don't? She thought of an unbelievable fact that she was indeed the ontology that had entered here.
"Small? What about the little ones? β
She remembers that she was holding Xiao Bu at the time. When I looked down, I saw that Xiao Budian was sleeping soundly at his feet.
"Uncle, is my guess true?" She didn't believe that the strange uncle wasn't watching all this.
"You finally realized this, and only after entering the house for the second time did you break this small test, and you can barely be half of my registered disciple." The voice was still so calm.
"Tell me, what do you want me to tell you?"
Isn't this knowingly asked? Just now he said that he could be half of his registered disciple, and now he is asking me what to instruct? Lin Zixin can imagine what kind of expression the person who said this is at this time, it must be expressionless.
"Uncle, that's right. I want to make my own computer, it is unique, it has strong computing power, it can also have its own thinking, and I can learn unknown knowledge by myself; It can also help me complete some challenging shiyan, and can turn into what I want at will and have the ability to do it; You can talk to me freely and not be heard by outsiders. Let's put it this way, I'm going to refine such a thing, this should be considered a refining weapon, right? Lin Zixin even said with a gesture, for fear that he would not understand.
In a moment, a voice came.
"This is a high-level puppet, you don't have this ability at this stage." One sentence negates her.
βweishenmeοΌβ She thinks it's doable.
"Not to mention that the materials needed to refine such a puppet are top-notch, the most important thing is that it must have a soul, a clean soul with no memory, in order to do everything according to your ideas and be able to communicate with your heart. Now you can't do it yet. β
"When will that be done?"
"You can do it by eliminating the memory of the soul, but refining such a puppet may only be possible after you reach the immortal realm." The voice still sounded expressionless.
Lin Zixin laughed dryly, "Just kidding!" Uncle. β
"I think the uncle misunderstood, what I said must be different from the puppet that the uncle said. I don't have the means you have, but I can do it with technology, which may be too far from your puppet. You use the soul, I use the program, and the program is the soul of a computer or a robot. Lin Zixin explained.
"Procedure? What is it. The uncle asked.
"That program is not a thing." Again, she explains: "It's a long story, it's a series of numbers combined in computer language, and it can exist in a unique substance. Uncle, this is not something that can be said clearly in one sentence. β
"And something like that? It's not a top-notch thing. β
Lin Zixin imagined his expressionless face and dismissively.
"You're always right, it's not a good thing. But this is the first time I want to refine something, please help me, I still have a few questions, please help me out. β
"Well, let's talk about it."
"First, what material can be used to change the shape at will; Second, most of the things that cultivators use to store are jade slips, and what materials can do this apart from this, and what is stored can be combined with fickle materials. β
"Three, what can be refined as transparent as crystal and not afraid of water and fire."
"Fourth, the high-level puppet you just mentioned must have materials that are combined with souls, what kind of materials are they?"
"Zuihou, what is the power source of the puppet?"
Lin Zixin finished speaking in one breath, I don't know if he can understand it, after all, what she said is the current noun.
"That's all?" The voice was as always, there was no impatience, and Lin Zixin was relieved.
"Refining is not as simple as you think."
After hearing this, Lin Zixin frowned, to be honest, she was not very interested in refining weapons. Far less interested than she was in being able to refine the pill after planting herbs, although she didn't know anything about alchemy. She just wanted a super transformable computer.
"The most versatile refining material is the immortal vine, which can be blended with all materials, no matter what grade of the artifact contains a very small amount of immortal vine, it can do this, and it is not afraid of water and fire; Everything that can nourish the primordial spirit can be used as a material for storage, and it is also the easiest material to contain the soul; If it is transparent, it can be refined directly with crystals; Any spiritual artifact can depict waterproofing and fire formations; Spirit stones should be the power source of what you call the puppet. So, you know? β
"Uh-huh." Lin Zixin nodded hurriedly.
"Understood! xiexie your uncle. Immortal vines are rare, right, there is a fairy word? β
"I remember that there was a seedling in this purple poulter heavenly realm. When I went to the back garden of the Immortal Emperor with my master, I went to ask for the purple vine. Although it is only a small piece of spiritual root, after the master has successfully cultivated, this is a branch cut from his body, which is somewhat insufficient compared to the immortal vine trained by the spiritual root, but it is also a spiritual treasure that can not be found. The voice came softly, without any ups and downs.
"Really? Uncle Mingyan, you're so good. Where is this garden? Lin Zixin looked left and right, she was really overjoyed, this was simply prepared for her, can she not be happy!
"Uncle Mingyan?" The voice was depressed, "Am I so much like an uncle?" β
"Because I can't see your old appearance, calling you an old man is inevitably called old, I think uncle is more appropriate, and adding your name is even more affectionate. Don't worry about that, and tell your registered disciple where the immortal vine is, right? This is obviously nonsense, Lin Zixin just wants him to be depressed.
"What I left here is just a divine thought, you can't see the main body, first, your cultivation is low."
"Two?" Lin Zixin asked, and at the same time smiled secretly in his heart.
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