Chapter 170: Seal

The bluestone slab is mottled and clean, slightly revealing a misty glow, with both mottled traces of time and a smell of eternal solidity and impurity.

The old Taoist in the crane hair Yui sat cross-legged on it, with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to say something.

However, he was never able to speak.

...... It turned out that he had never 'woken up' completely, and his eyelids had always been closed, and they were not going to be opened.

Where is this?

Extending the line of sight to a radius of 10 meters, it is a three-story building made entirely of bluestone, resembling a circular altar, and there is nothing around except for the center of the topmost old road.

Expand your gaze once more, to a few hundred meters away.

At this time, I can see the whole picture, because I have obviously reached a certain limit, and if I take a step forward, there is a void in front of me.

The so-called void is naturally illusory and empty, more completely empty than the emptiest space.

In fact, not to mention these, even all the corresponding elements in the periodic table have never existed here, and even the four basic forces are almost extinct!

It's a mystical place.

If someone does arrive here, he will find that this place is not just empty, in fact, even time and space are confused, and people's perception of time and space are frequently wrong.

This sense of contradiction is a conclusion drawn in contrast to the reference, and it is true.

For example, if you look at the center from this edge and compare it with the central altar as a reference, you can clearly find that time is fast and slow, one second, the time is normal, and the next second it suddenly accelerates a hundred times!

Not only that, but even the space has become thousands of times larger, and sometimes thousands of times smaller.

The changes of those tangible objects that serve as references, whether they are old ways or altars, could not be more certain.

Human beings are very sensitive to spatial perception, the place where the old Tao is located, sometimes expanded, sometimes shrinked, the figure sitting on the front suddenly 'a hundred feet tall', turned into a giant spirit god, and the altar under the seat also expanded like a giant city, covering the sky and the sun, but the next moment, it became a three-inch like an ant-man transformation, extraordinarily small.

This change is visible to everyone, so there is no need to say more.

Unlike spatial perception, ordinary people are not sensitive to 'time', so how can we know that 'time flow rate' is wrong?

In fact, it is also simple, the ancients may not be able to say, but modern people have a deep experience of this: look at the old Taoist priest between a breath and a breath, when the frequency is normal, it is naturally a normal time, if you exhale a breath within 0.01 seconds, this is like pressing the fast forward button in the general scene, you must know that this is a sudden acceleration of time thousands of times.

On the other hand, if it takes half an hour to exhale a breath, what is it if time is not slowed down?

......

A person can come out of nothing and suddenly appear on the edge of the void.

It turned out to be Zhang Qian in a single coat, Master Zhang.

As soon as he appeared, he didn't look at the old way in the altar, but looked down at the clothes on his body, waved his hand as if he was not satisfied, and he didn't know how to get it, and in the blink of an eye, he actually asked him to change the long shirt into modern casual clothes.

Master Zhang is obviously not in a good mood, although he is not gloomy and has a stinky face, but he is not smiling.

Hehe, nonsense, this is his 'Purple Mansion Zhihai' with absolute privacy, and now it has been invaded, so it's no wonder that he can be happy.

In fact, Zhang Qian has 'come in' a long time ago, but it has been turned into an invisible idea before, hidden and invisible.

At this time, since he has appeared in human form, he has already made a calculation.

"Hehe, old guy, is it that the signal reception is not good, and you can't contact the outside body?"

Zhang Qian looked slightly concerned and said to the old Taoist priest who had been unable to open his eyes.

The other party didn't reply, still smiling.

The old way is mysterious, this should be a mysterious picture that looks full of rituals, but the actual scene is like a picture stuck, repeated and repeated, which really makes people feel mysterious.

You see, Lao Dao finally opened his eyelids halfway, and when his mouth opened slightly, suddenly there was a pause, the picture flickered for a moment, and then everything returned to the original point, and he mysteriously 'just appeared' again, also closed his eyes tightly, with a smile on his face, and slowly opened his eyelids...... The whole process is like a code error in the data world of the Matrix, and it is very funny to repeat it all the time.

Of course, all this is Zhang Qian's ghost.

As for how to do it, it's simple.

There is an old saying that 'I am in charge of my world', and as I said before, this is the sea of his consciousness, and he himself will naturally have many supernatural powers here that he does not have in the material world.

This phenomenon, which is called 'Purple Mansion Secret Technique' and 'Illusionary Magical Power' by orthodox Xuanmen monks, is essentially an amplified and distorted manifestation of a monk's 'Taoism'.

Almost all the people in the Xuanmen know that being in the Purple Mansion can often magnify their true supernatural powers thousands of times, and there are also many brain supplement imaginary ingredients in it, which eventually leads to the frequent mutation of the supernatural effect, for example, a pure sword immortal can use a mutated version of the thunder method in the Purple Mansion.

Zhang Qian agrees with them, but understands them from a slightly different angle.

In his opinion, it was just that the monks in the world did not practice enough, or they were clumsy, and they could not be described vividly.

The so-called 'Purple Mansion' and 'Zhihai' may be two similar but relatively independent systems in the Xuanmen system, but in Zhang Qian's division criteria, they are actually the same.

He believes that the 'Purple Mansion', 'Knowing the Sea', and 'Small Universe' are all the same kind, and they are also the same spirit through the human material body, and use this as a coordinate point to enter the quantum world, and then form an isolated quantum system, and finally present a 'quantum state' that can be understood by the spirit.

Yes, this is a kind of spatial mezzanine, a relatively independent 'phase transition' system.

The relationship between this isolated quantum system and the owner's consciousness and personality is like a computer master building a private space in a virtual network, which is an extremely secret and private place, and no one will be able to advertise its 'website' with a big mouth, which can be said to be very safe.

And usually, it is difficult for other people to access the 'URL' even if they know it, because there is no 'password'.

But there is no absolute in the world, the so-called security is only relative, you usually don't mess around, if you log in to some spam websites indiscriminately, hehe, being logged in through the URL (the spirit and body are this coordinates), every minute by the hacker master reverse invasion, throw you a Trojan bomb without discussion.

Zhang Qian is treated like this at this time.

To tell the truth, purely in terms of strength level, Zhang Qian's current level is not too high, and it is only a hundred times higher than Yan Chixia, the object is this kind of inexplicable way, it may be an old Taoist priest of the thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, but the chance of winning is actually very small.

Fortunately, Dr. Zhang is not a big man who 'proves the Tao with strength', and he is a technical stream.

Therefore, Zhang Qian did not panic, and earlier instinctively used the first supernatural power to disturb the space-time perception of the Zifu space, and wanted to cut the information channel between the 'abnormal information body' and the outside world.

What a trick 'Time and Space Turbulence'!

The effect is very good, and the expected purpose has been basically achieved.

Hehe, three dimensions is 'emptiness', plus a dynamic is four dimensions, is 'time', the so-called four directions up and down, throughout the ages, spread out to say that it is nothing more than that.

Since Zhang Qian can jump time and space, and can already preliminarily grasp the way of 'phase transformation', the Tao is not profound, it is still very troublesome to make this trick in the material world, but if it is changed to the Purple Mansion, hehe, it is simply a hand-to-hand grasp, holding a handle, without panting at all.

At this time, after Zhang Qian was a little proud, he was a little unhappy, and frowned: "This thing has no personality intelligence at all, and Lao Tzu actually can't take a semi-intelligent question?"

After thinking about it, he stretched out one hand and waved it gently, only to hear a snort, the space seemed to tear a crack like a curtain, and a blonde and blue-eyed little Lori reached in, and after seeing Zhang Qian's approval, the whole person ran inside.

As soon as Lori came in, she reported: "Master, I detected a scan before, and I suspect that it was targeted by a superintelligent system...... Uh, it's already coming to the door?"

Of course, this little Lori is the 'red queen' who fell into the space mezzanine and hasn't appeared in the material world for a long time.

Here, she looks like she is about ten years old, and at this time she is a lifelike European and American little Lori.

From the previous miserable translucent body to a substance, I don't know if this progress is due to her own evolution, or because of Zhang Qian's 'heart phase'.

Anyway, the master and servant had no intention of discussing this issue.

Because the Red Queen has never appeared in the material world, in the eyes of others, she and Zhang Qian have not communicated for a long time.

Not really.

Every time Zhang Qian uses the first magic power 'Time Pause' to design and assemble the 'Spiritual Virtual Program', he actually communicates with the Red Queen with a mental projection, and many dull links are thrown to the other party to deal with.

Therefore, in fact, for a long time, the Red Queen has been called by Zhang Qian as a program code farmer.

When we met again at this time, Zhang Qian was not polite, and directly ordered: "This thing is very poorly intelligent, but it is filled with a lot of repetitive spam information, and it is very troublesome to delete, now I will leave it to you, remember to 'clean' it for me every day." ”

"Rest assured, master. Little Lori patted her small breasts and nodded in response.

Only Zhang Qian is willing, she can communicate with her to a certain extent, and she doesn't need to explain it at this time, Xiaohong has already understood.

The so-called repetitive junk information is difficult to clean, in fact, it is said that the various thinking spirits that make up the old Taoist people have a characteristic, although simple, but there is a lot of repetition, and this is repetitive or interactive, often delete one will be sensed by the other, and other thinking ideas will soon work together to create a similar idea, as a compensation.

So, it's actually an alternative kind of 'time backtracking', and even if it's incomplete, it's troublesome enough.

But Zhang Qian didn't dare to be rude to the abnormal information, for fear that if it was not good and let 'it' break the blockade, and then contact the outside world, it would be really bad.

As a matter of fact, he had no choice but to slowly try to block it up with an irregular 'phase shift', and then periodically 'bleed' it to prevent it from starting up.

Of course, there is no need to do this kind of tedious work yourself, just explain it to the intelligent program.

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