"What is Bamboo Strip?" Xiao Soul stared at the computer intently, not looking at Qing Wen, which made Qing Wen feel that this did not seem to be a good object to ask.

Her eyes glanced around and saw the computer in front of Xiao Soul.

"You let me, I'm going to use the computer for a while. "Qingwen has browsed countless pieces of information on the computer, and perhaps one of them is how to make up bamboo strips.

"That's not good, I haven't finished this game yet!" Xiao Soul reluctantly.

。。。。。。

How is this the same as my little nephew.

"Don't you want my experience in refining weapons?" Qingwen persuaded with kind words, "I'm refining weapons now!"

"Then wait until I'm done with this one. Xiao Soul said without looking back.

"Okay. "According to Qingwen's experience, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

It's been a long time since she's been in the soul space, so let's go for a walk.

There are too many memories here, and Qingwen is always easy to touch the scene and hurt the scene, giving birth to infinite thoughts, so she doesn't dare to stay.

It's slightly better now.

Looking at the high math textbooks on the table, as well as probability theory and linear algebra, the corners of Qingwen's mouth unconsciously arced.

At that time, I still hated them, although the derivation process was indeed very detailed, but there were always a lot of trivial explanations that took up a lot of space, so that Qingwen always had a feeling of clouds and fog when she learned it.

It may be a beautiful view, but for someone who wants to know it all clearly, they can't wait to dispel the fog.

However, due to his own intelligence, it is difficult to even set it aside。。。。。。

As the sun goes by, there are more, better, fresher, more exciting and ulterior motives that occupy my heart, and I naturally will not try to figure it out again.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was them who could accompany me in a foreign land.

Qingwen read quietly, I have abandoned you thousands of times, and you are still waiting for me to see you for the first time。。。。。。

The plain cover that has not changed is the same as the XYZ axis of the past, the four operations that are quietly waiting, the mischievous calculus, the square matrix of the regular square, and many short, concise and chattering formulas。。。。。。

Turning over the pages, those random notes, inexplicable painting stains, crumpled corners, and random drafts, these are all my youth!

Qingwen, who has been studying well since childhood, doesn't know when she developed the habit of staying at home, except for being at home, it is school, two points and one line.

In her Shaohua, classes are to listen to classes, homework is to be completed, meals are to be queued, and the playground is far away from the classroom.

Learning is the main theme before she goes to college, and it is where her youth lies in the true sense.

The fingertips suddenly rested on the book of the second compulsory mathematics of the people's education version.

Qingwen was stunned for a moment, it seemed that before the soul space was abnormal, the math book was somewhat similar to this.

I remember that it seemed to be about the knowledge of space geometry.

Just as Qing Wen was thinking, a twisted vortex suddenly appeared in the soul space in front of her, and Qing Wen, who was caught off guard, only felt dizzy.

Oh no, could it be that someone outside is beating me in the body?

But I saw dozens of black bamboo pieces piercing out of the twisted whirlpool and floating in front.

This... Is this the embodiment of thinking?

However, without waiting for Qingwen to react, the bamboo pieces overlapped each other, interspersed arbitrarily, entangled layer by layer, like weaving, the threads moved into a surface, and then bent at the top to form a circle, end to end.

Wait, how did the curved part come about just now, Qingwen once watched the video of bamboo strip weaving, and now you can see it at a glance, and no matter what the space is, let's take note of this weaving method first.

Suddenly scattered, all the Xuanzhu actually scattered into countless particles, it stands to reason that these particles, Qingwen should be invisible, but in this soul space, Qingwen felt that she had seen it.

After the particles have spread out to a certain extent, they begin to gather rapidly until they finally take shape.

It's a place I just wanted to take a closer look at!

Qingwen's heart was slightly shocked, it seemed that she still knew too little about the soul space, and she remembered that Xiao Soul could still use the computer to play games, or not, before she figured out the soul space, she should be kind to him.

With such a back-and-forth demonstration, Qingwen finally caught the trick, said to Xiao Soul, who was still fighting, and then came to her senses, looking at the Xuanzhu piece that was still in her hand, Qingwen immediately moved.

Because of the sparse hand, it was dismantled several times, and even restarted, before it was barely made up, and it was not very symmetrical and not coordinated at all.

This is just a practice, Qingwen looked at it and found that it would be enough.

It's just that although the space formation can be engraved on any attribute spirit material, it needs a distorted but coordinated pattern.

This kind of weaving is very regular, so it is not distorted.

But there is a little bit of distortion in the place where the mouth is put away, and it is not that it cannot be carved, but it is a hand pattern, and the smaller the formation, the more fine the seal carving will be.

These are all in essence.

There is also a legend recorded on it.

The third-generation ancestor who ascended to the Dao with the formation back then left only a misty array in front of the mortal dust.

There is no formation inheritance, no powerful magic weapon, and no designated heir。。。。。。。

Countless people squeezed their heads to fight, grab, grab, just for this picture.

The sect even fell apart because of the severance of the formation inheritance, and it was at this moment that the Qingxu faction, which had always been prosperous, could be angry and understand that under the dazzling lamp of his own, there were countless moths hidden under the lamp.

I don't know how many nights, I opened my eyes and watched people fall asleep.

Who knew that in fact, tens of thousands of formations were always only in front of them, but the real fog was in the heart.

This ethereal picture of smoke and waves was torn up and scattered in the civil war of the sect, but in this world, there are countless fakes, rubbings, and broken pictures.

Even if the fourth generation of ancestors had to stand at the end of the micro and reorganize the sect by gathering ten thousand arrays, they could not collect it all, they could only add a lot of their own original formations, but they also passed it on.

But what does it matter?

The formation comes from heaven and earth, the original smoke and waves are so wonderful, after the wind blows away, and then look back, this kind of smoke and waves are not from this world?

Is it true or false, is it all lacking, is there any difference?

And the premise of all this is the way of the third generation of ancestors to carve the seal of the micro realm.

Fortunately, the fourth-generation ancestor is not a person with dense phobia, otherwise it would have ended before it began.

Qingwen sighed silently.

This is the first time to challenge such a small space matrix!

Qingwen thought about it for a while, but still thought that she should first use the usual strength and finer lines to achieve a smaller version of the seal carving of the formation.

However, the truth is that the brain tells itself OK, these are very simple, but the hands are trembling and howling, no, five fingers can't do it!

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