Chapter 28 28. The Divine Mirror Has No Stand
Xia Feng kicked Mu Qingtong's head away.
"What are you doing?"
The scene in the bedroom also shattered at this moment like broken glass. Countless water mirrors surrounded him again, and the people in the mirrors showed the same puzzled expression.
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
"You don't have to work hard to become stronger, you don't have to rush around just to stay alive. Beauty, money, spiritual entertainment, you don't have to do anything, they will automatically appear for you, and all you have to do is lie down and be done with it."
"Look, what a happy salted fish life~"
"Don't you like it?"
"You really don't like it?"
They were arguing back and forth, making a lot of noise. Xia Feng rolled his eyes and raised his index finger: "First of all, this Mu Qingtong is so fake, there's no sense of immersion at all."
"Ah? Is it the personality that's wrong?" The person in the mirror pondered. "This can be modified. I guarantee it will be 99% similar and make the plot reasonable!"
Xia Feng raised his middle finger again. "Secondly, as long as there are rules, there's no unsolvable puzzle. The explosion in the TV show was eventually solved under the rules. This crappy spiritual weapon space naturally has its own rules for breaking it. These rules may be related to the abilities of the spiritual weapon itself, but I haven't discovered them yet."
"What are you talking about? Why don't we understand?"
"Yeah, I don't understand."
"Can't understand."
"It's over, our original body has gone crazy and is talking nonsense~"
"Nonsense~"
"Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense"
Xia Feng ignored them and raised his third finger: "Third, although I am a vulgar person, if you ask me whether I want to live in 'illusory happiness' or 'real misfortune', to be honest, I will choose illusory happiness.
Xia Feng smiled, "But unfortunately, there is someone I care about in real life. Although we have no family ties or love, I can't just leave her alone like this."
Hearing this, the people in the mirror suddenly stopped making noise. After a moment of silence, they lowered their heads and whispered in unison: "Yes, mushrooms can't live without me."
"Mushrooms can't live without me."
"Can't live without me"
They began to repeat themselves, and Xia Feng blinked, "Yes, the mushrooms can't live without us! So, how about you tell me how to crack it and let me out?"
"Yes, I'll tell you how to crack it!"
"Yes, let you out!"
"Yes, I have to let you out, otherwise Mushroom will be alone again."
They stood in the mirror, looking around, discussing, and soon reached a consensus. They looked at Xia Feng and said in unison: "Okay, we will tell you how to crack it."
"?!!" Xia Feng was slightly stunned. You really want to tell me?
"So." Xia Feng looked expectantly.
"The solution is—" they said in unison, their tone more serious than ever before, "to defeat your spiritual weapon incarnation!"
"Well, then?"
"And then? Nothing more, this is the solution!"
Xia Feng:o_O
Okay, okay, you're teasing me, right?! As expected of me, I'm such a bitch! Xia Feng got so angry that he even cursed himself.
"Very good, in that case!"
Xia Feng swung his sword, his chin raised in anger, and formally declared war, "I'll beat the shit out of you!"
"Did you hear that? The main body is going to beat the shit out of itself~"
"I heard it, I heard it. As expected of our original body, it's full of courage!"
"Well then, let's make his wish come true."
"Help him, fulfill him, fulfill him." As solemn whispers echoed between heaven and earth, Xia Fengs walked out of the water mirrors one after another. Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people, ten thousand people, a hundred thousand people.
They formed a dense array of hollow circles on the endless water surface. Their dark pupils stared intently at Xia Feng in the center. They raised their swords high and shouted in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth: "Help him! Kill him!!!"
Xia Feng: ⊙▂⊙
"No, brother, I'm just kidding—"
Swish—swish—swish—swish. Xia Feng was stabbed all over the body by more than a dozen knives. He looked up at the sky in confusion, but before he could feel the pain, his eyes went dark and bright.
He was reborn in the middle of the crowd on the other side.
"You guys are vicious!" Xia Feng cursed. How could he play this game? He couldn't win at all!
The people in the mirror all turned around, their eyes dark: "Kill!!!"
"Oh my god!" Xia Feng went directly into hiding, but the people in the mirror didn't care at all and released triple waves directly towards the center.
One hundred Xia Fengs, working in unison, created three hundred waves of blood, boom!!!
A huge blood-red mushroom cloud rose, and the space shook.
When the blood-red rain fell, the Xia Fengs looked around in confusion, searching for their real bodies.
"Where are the people?"
"Yes, where are the people?"
"As expected of me, I actually came up with this idea."
Xia Feng, who was standing in the crowd, nodded and repeated, "As expected of me, I actually came up with this idea."
"Where are the people? Where are the people?"
He repeated himself while following the crowd, secretly thinking of a strategy.
After several attempts, he probably understood that this outrageous spiritual weapon test of his could not be solved by brute force.
After all, he couldn't defeat one clone, let alone countless clones.
He was completely beaten up.
So, what to do?
According to Ms. Black Crow, defeating the spirit weapon incarnation would be considered passing the level, but now he doesn't even know where the spirit weapon incarnation is.
It can't be these countless people in the mirror, right?
If these people in the mirror are the incarnations of spiritual weapons, then it would be too difficult to solve the problem and he would have no chance of passing it.
"As long as it's a test, no matter how difficult it is, there will always be a glimmer of hope." Xia Feng pondered in his heart, secretly observing his surroundings, "Could it be that the spiritual weapon incarnation is hidden among these clones?"
While he was thinking, his eyes suddenly froze, and the side face of a clone in front of him came into his sight. It was a face without any facial features!
"What the hell? Faceless man?"
Could this be the incarnation of the spiritual weapon? Xia Feng hesitated, feeling something was wrong. He had just thought that the spiritual weapon incarnation was hidden in the clone, and then the other party appeared?
"Where are the people? Where are the people? Where are the people?"
The crowd was moving, and Xia Feng and the others looked around aimlessly for anyone unusual, but they seemed to completely ignore the faceless man not far away.
The faceless man acted as if nothing had happened, and he kept repeating the sound from somewhere, looking for Xia Feng.
Xia Feng thought about it. Although this person looked wrong no matter how he looked at him, it would not be a bad idea to give it a try. He would not die anyway.
While thinking, he followed the crowd and slowly squeezed to the front as if nothing had happened.
"Where are the people?"
"Where's the original person?"
Xia Feng muttered as he came behind the faceless man. Without hesitation or any nonsense, he stabbed the faceless man in the back with a knife, piercing his heart!
Swish——
The crowd suddenly stopped moving and turned their heads, their eyes dim: "We found you!"
A trap? Xia Feng frowned, and the faceless man in front of him showed a face exactly the same as his, and then - snap - his body disintegrated into a stream of water and returned to the surface.
Xia Feng looked up in confusion, only to see another faceless man standing behind the crowd, staring at him expressionlessly.
Well, a truly expressionless face.
"Catch him, but don't kill him this time." The faceless man spoke.
A large group of people rushed up and grabbed his limbs. Xia Feng did not resist, but surrendered directly.
"Are you the incarnation of the spiritual weapon? You control these clones?" Xia Feng was puzzled.
"We've said it before, we are you and you are us." The faceless man in the distance spoke with a sincere tone.
At the same time, the face of the clone who was holding Xia Feng's arm on the right slowly disappeared. He looked down at Xia Feng and said, "So, you can't beat us at all. Give up."
The clone on the left also turned into a faceless man, and said in a slightly excited tone: "We can create a perfect, happy, and conflict-free paradise for you, and for ourselves!"
"Isn't this good?" the faceless man in the distance said seriously.
Xia Feng glanced around and looked seriously at this group of weird guys.
After a moment of silent contemplation, his doubtful eyes gradually cleared and shone, "I think I understand."
"Got it? You mean you agree with us and agree to stay here?"
"No, no, no." Xia Feng shook his head and murmured thoughtfully, "If the test is related to the power of the spiritual weapon, then you are the manifestation of the power of the spiritual weapon, or in other words, the so-called spiritual weapon incarnation. Other spiritual weapons may need to defeat the spiritual weapon incarnation head-on to pass the test, but
But I certainly can’t do that in my situation, so the key to breaking the deadlock is neither brute force, nor skill, nor rhetoric. The only thing left is thinking!
As long as I accept or realize a certain thought, I can awaken the spiritual weapon!"
The more Xia Feng thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. "Then, the purpose of your appearance is very simple. It's not to create an impossible situation for me to pass, but to help me understand a certain idea!
So, yes! So you keep emphasizing that you are me and I am you—you are not kidding me, but telling me so clearly.
Xia Feng paused, raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, "This is the key to breaking the deadlock!"
Xia Feng blinked, showing no surprise. Instead, he nodded seriously, "Hmm, so you agree with the idea of 'we are you, and you are us'? That's great, let's merge!"
They all opened their arms and looked towards Xia Feng with a faint gaze.
Looking at the oppressive sea of people, Xia Feng's eyes were calm and he did not move at all, but a thought flashed through his mind - stop.
Heaven and earth were silent.
One hundred thousand Xia Fengs stopped in their tracks.
"Kill yourself."
Following Xia Feng's calm command, they all swung their knives and cut necks - in unison!
Swish—in an instant, the dense crowd of 100,000 Xia Fengs collapsed into a stream and fell into the water. Only two figures remained between heaven and earth—Xia Feng and a faceless man.
The faceless man, wearing the same white martial arts robe, stood motionless ten meters away.
Xia Feng approached slowly, knife in hand. "It seems you have copied countless incarnations of my spiritual weapon. So, is my spiritual power related to copying?"
Xia Feng placed the knife on the faceless man's neck and slashed it. The faceless man also turned into a stream of water and fell to the ground without any resistance.
It seems that his spiritual weapon test is quite simple, no, it should be extremely simple. As long as he recognizes that these silly cup clones are himself and firmly believes that he can control them, then
I can really control them! Uh, Xia Feng felt something was wrong. For such a simple test, could the spiritual weapon level be very low?
Finished
As the faceless man turned into water, the endless water surface began to surge, shrinking and converging at the speed of light with Xia Feng as the center. Xia Feng lowered his head in confusion, breathing slightly faster.
He could sense that a spiritual weapon was about to appear!
"C-level! C-level!" Xia Feng clasped his hands together and prayed sincerely, "God bless me! Can't give me a C? Give me a B-level! I'm not greedy for an A, so I'll just get a B--"
"Grade B." Xia Feng murmured and narrowed one eye. Ding~~ The water flow gathered into an oval-shaped ancient bronze mirror, floating up and down in front of him.
At the same time, information flooded into my mind.
[Psychic power successfully unsealed——]
[Spiritual Weapon: Divine Mirror without a Stand]
Using a copper mirror, one can adjust one's attire; using people as a mirror, one can understand gains and losses; using the past as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of things.
[Level: Alpha (?)]
[Spiritual Solution: Using Copper as a Mirror: Copying | Optimizing | Eliminating the False and Retaining the True]
[Using Copper as Mirror - Copy: Perfectly copy the target's clothing, hair, accessories, makeup, appearance, voice, and spiritual weapon. No time limit.
Copy opportunity: touching the target spiritual weapon, being attacked by the target spiritual weapon
Current copy bit: 1 (when the number of copy bits is exceeded, the new target overwrites the old target)
Current limitation: Invalid for the same level (alpha)]
【Using Copper as Mirror-Optimization (to be awakened)】
[Using Copper as a Mirror - Eliminating the False and Retaining the True (Waiting for Awakening)]
"This hiss—"
Looking at the information about the spiritual weapon's function, Xia Feng's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He gasped, "Oh my god! What the hell is this?!"
Copying someone else's spiritual weapon? This thing looks pretty powerful!
And it seems that the number of replication slots can be increased?! I don't know the upper limit.
But, anyway!
This spiritual weapon is definitely a BUG-level existence, right?!
"Well, but there is a very serious problem." Xia Feng was a little confused. What the hell is alpha level?
Neither the textbook nor Black Crow mentioned that there is an alpha level among the spiritual weapon grades?
"A word starting with A," Xia Feng pondered, "Could it mean A-level?"
"Forget it, forget it for now. Go out and ask that old lady!"
*
After sending Xia Feng into the spiritual weapon space, Black Crow closed his eyes again and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Generally speaking, the longer it takes to clear a level, the higher the level of the spiritual weapon.
The average time it takes for humans to pass the level is six months, so according to her estimation, Xia Feng will not be able to get out in a short time.
"Buzz—"
Suddenly opening her eyes, she looked down at the tree with her deep, star-like pupils in astonishment. She saw the black-haired man's hollow black pupils gradually become lively. He blinked, raised his head and grinned: "Ha~ stinky crow, is that it? I thought it would be so difficult~"
“.”
Black Crow was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help but let out a playful chuckle. "Little brat, what are you so happy about? The shorter the time it takes to clear a level, the lower your level. It was only less than three minutes, which means you only spent thirty minutes in there and you cleared it?"
"Such a short time, tsk tsk, it can only be an N-level spiritual weapon."
"N-level spiritual weapon?" Xia Feng was stunned. So alpha means N-level spiritual weapon?
Is N-level really that powerful? Xia Feng suddenly felt the horror of this world. It seemed that the importance of spiritual weapons to spiritual masters was much higher than he had imagined!
"How about it, little brat, did I guess right?"
Hearing the old lady's mocking tone, Xia Feng nodded, but felt something was wrong and asked in confusion, "Then why can't N-level spiritual weapons be directly called aal or something like that? Why must they change the name to N-level?"
Seeing Xia Feng nod, Hei Ya was about to continue mocking him, but was stunned by Xia Feng's question.
"What do you mean?" Her heart skipped a beat.
(End of this chapter)
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