Chapter 681 Langhuan Secret Palace
Yun Qingqing frowned slightly:
"Your consciousness has just awakened, how long can it last?"
Qi Mo folded his fan and smiled slightly:
"Master, rest assured. The soul-nurturing effect is good this time. I can stay awake for at least three days."
A ray of golden light condensed from his fingertips, and a complete rune was drawn in the air:
"Look, even the 'Soul-Fixing Seal' can be used."
Yun Qingqing carefully checked his spiritual state and finally nodded:
"Okay, let's go together."
As dusk fell, the two came to a quiet villa in the west of the city.
Qi Mo dismissed all the attendants and walked straight to the bamboo forest in the backyard with Yun Qingqing. The night wind blew through the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound. He took out a gilded token, which glowed strangely in the moonlight.
This golden ring is about the size of a palm, with an ancient gold-plated color all over and intricate star patterns engraved on the surface.
Those star patterns were not simple carvings, but were made up of countless tiny runes, flashing a faint blue glow under the moonlight.
A deep purple crystal is inlaid in the center of the token. There seems to be a nebula flowing inside the crystal, and silvery-white spots of light appear from time to time, as if a starry sky is sealed inside.
Qi Mo held the golden token in his palm. The moment he injected spiritual power into it, the star patterns on the token lit up one by one. When the last rune was lit up, a ray of spiritual light suddenly shot out from the crystal in the center, rushed up to the sky, and disappeared.
"Alright." Qi Mo whispered, "The guide will appear at midnight, we just need to wait."
The two returned to the room, and Yun Qingqing glanced at Qi Mo:
"There are still three hours until midnight. You should concentrate and rest first. I will call you when the time comes."
Qi Mo nodded, sat cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes, and meditated to relax.
A little spiritual light condensed on Yun Qingqing's fingertips, and she gently tapped his brow, then sat on the other side, waiting for midnight to arrive.
Three hours later.
Yun Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes and looked at a cloud of mist that appeared out of nowhere in the room. She raised her hand and shone a little light at Qi Mo's forehead, waking him up.
"Here it comes." Yun Qingqing said in a low voice.
The mist cleared, and a woman in a gray-blue robe stood there, with flowing cloud patterns embroidered on her sleeves in silver thread. The woman had a gentle face, a jade pen in her hair, and a glass lamp in her hand. Under the light, her figure seemed real and illusory.
The two men looked at each other and stood up. Qi Mo took out the Langhuan Golden Order, and saw that the crystal stone in the center of the golden order flickered like breathing, responding to the light.
The woman did not speak, but just stared at Jin Ling quietly.
Qi Mo handed over the token. She touched it lightly with her fingertips, and the rune suddenly lit up with dazzling golden light. Then she took out a silver rope from her sleeve and motioned for the two to tie it around their wrists.
As soon as Yun Qingqing tied the silver rope, she felt her feet lighten. The light of the glass lamp suddenly expanded, covering the three of them.
The surrounding scene was distorted and changing like a reflection in the water. When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a deep jade corridor.
Countless firefly-like words were suspended on both sides of the corridor, flickering in the darkness.
"Langhuan is an important place, and there are three rules and regulations."
The woman's voice echoed in the corridor.
"One, stop the war and forbid the law; two, limit the time to three days; three, leave the palace in silence."
After the woman finished stating the three rules, she left the glass lamp where it was and nodded slightly at the two of them.
"When the lights go out, go home."
As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared like smoke.
Qi Mo looked at the bronze door at the end of the corridor that was carved with star maps and said softly:
"Master, we only have thirty-six hours."
Yun Qingqing nodded and walked towards the depths of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, the bronze door opened silently.
Behind the door was a vast starry sky. Countless books were suspended in the void like stars. Each volume emitted a faint glow, and the pages moved without wind. Occasionally, golden runes flowed out from between the pages, drawing tiny traces of light in the darkness.
There are translucent jade steps under your feet, which create ripple-like spiritual patterns when you step on them, as if you are walking between water and sky.
Yun Qingqing stood still, deep in thought.
Qi Mo looked surprised.
"...Small world?"
"That's right." Yun Qingqing nodded.
She had already had various speculations about the Langhuan Secret Palace. Now it was confirmed that its library of classics was actually hosted in a small world. This was both unexpected and reasonable.
It was unexpected because the Langhuan Secret Palace appeared hundreds of years ago. At that time, the world's spiritual energy had been severely depleted. It was hard to imagine that there were still practitioners who could maintain the small world and use it as a library of classics, so that it could be preserved for future generations.
This is understandable, because only a small world can make the miraculous legend of the Langhuan Secret Palace become a reality.
Yun Qingqing could tell at a glance that those books and volumes in the air were not physical entities, but records condensed from mental power.
The bronze mirror suspended in the center is an indexing tool used to search for records in ancient books. As long as you focus a bit of spiritual power on it and think about the words you want to look up, the tool will automatically bring all the relevant books to your eyes from the vast sea of records in ancient books.
This method was very commonly used in her time, but nowadays, I am afraid that only the small world of Langhuan Secret Palace can still do it.
Yun Qingqing glanced around and her eyes moved slightly.
The layout here...
"Master?" Qi Mo's voice came from behind.
Yun Qingqing regained her senses and walked towards the suspended bronze mirror. The mirror was like water, reflecting no human figures, only the movement of starlight.
Qi Mo tapped his palm with his folding fan and looked around with interest: "It is worthy of being the legendary Langhuan Secret Palace. In today's world, it can still maintain the small world to such a level. The foundation is also unfathomable."
Yun Qingqing did not answer, but lightly touched the mirror with her fingertips and silently recited "Taixu Lingsui" in her heart.
Ripples spread out on the mirror surface, and countless points of light gathered from the depths of the starry sky. Densely packed lists of books flashed quickly before her eyes and disappeared in an instant.
But after a moment, Yun Qingqing withdrew her hand, frowning slightly:
"No."
Qi Mo hesitated for a moment:
"Perhaps the name 'Taixu Spiritual Essence' was not directly used in the records."
Yun Qingqing thought so too. She nodded and pressed the mirror again. This time she no longer limited the keywords, but directly covered the entire level of the book with her spiritual sense.
Seeing this, Qi Mo folded his folding fan and was about to help, but Yun Qingqing raised her hand to stop him:
"You are still in a state of mental instability. Don't try to be brave."
He blinked, raised his hand and drew out a little light from his brow, then handed it over with a smile:
"Then Master, try this. The 'Thousand Thoughts Formation' I created can divide the mind and thoughts and read a hundred volumes of classics at the same time."
Yun Qingqing guided the spiritual light into her brows and scanned with her spiritual sense. She immediately found that this formation was ingeniously conceived. It divided her spiritual sense into thousands of fine threads, each of which could independently analyze the text, saving time and effort.
She curled her lips slightly:
"As expected of you."
This guy is the most inventive among the disciples.
Qi Mo waved the fan proudly.
Yun Qingqing said no more and activated the Thousand Thoughts Formation. In an instant, hundreds of strands of spiritual consciousness spread out like flowing light and sank into the ancient books suspended around her. The golden characters flowed into her sea of consciousness like streams.
Qi Mo stood aside with his arms folded, his eyes fixed on Yun Qingqing's calm profile.
Master’s look of concentration is exactly the same as before… Her awareness is still so powerful, it’s great.
An hour passed and Yun Qingqing slowly opened her eyes.
Qi Mo was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his elbows lazily resting on his legs, his chin supported by his hands, staring at her.
Seeing her come back to her senses, Qi Mo stood up, patted his clothes, and came over to ask:
"how?"
Yun Qingqing shook her head: "No, go to the second floor."
The Taixu Spiritual Marrow is a top-grade treasure from heaven and earth, and she did not expect to find it easily, so she was mentally prepared.
The two set off towards the entrance to the second floor.
The starry sky on the second layer is deeper, and the number of classics is sharply reduced, but each volume is wrapped in a dazzling halo and is obviously more precious.
However, the two searched through all relevant records and still found nothing.
Qi Mo rubbed his brows and said, "There's only the third floor left."
Yun Qingqing looked at the tightly closed bronze door at the end of the corridor, her eyes slightly gloomy.
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