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Although only two or three hours had passed since he left, Hu Ziyu felt as if two or three years had passed.
Although the Moon Palace is not the hometown where he was born, the seven days he spent with everyone is equivalent to eighteen years on earth. His longing for everything on the moon is no less than when he was still alive.
"My dear sister-in-law, please lend me some magic power." With a word, Pulao pulled Hu Ziyu out of the river of memories.
Pulao is a hybrid of a purebred imperial dragon and a dragon-like dwarf. Although he has the power of a far-reaching roar, he is not good at storing energy.
Driving a dragon boat was too exhausting for him, so when he went out to ride a boat, he would either let his father or brother drive it, or let other generals of the Ao family take over.
Hu Ziyu reached into his sleeve and found that the Peach Fairy had already run out of stock. Then he remembered that there was no need to go through so much trouble. After both parties authenticated each other as friends, they could turn on the magic account intercommunication mode.
"Suanni, please help me adjust the sound mode of the loudspeaker on the boat to outward facing, and cast a layer of magical protective film around me to isolate the sound." Pulao said.
Ao Botong did as he was told.
After the spell was completed, a transparent gauze curtain as thin as a cicada's wing gently covered Pulao's body. Pulao took out his treasured silver-white microphone from the storage APP and connected to the dragon boat's WIFI.
There was no need for explanation; Hu Ziyu knew that he was going to use the power of shouting to drive away the stubborn and powerful Aijia Army.
Legend has it that Pulao was afraid of whales, so the large bell in the temple was often struck with a hammer carved with the image of a whale, which was inlaid with a Pulao animal button, in the hope that the sound would be louder.
"Ah, the marshal is still outside the boat!" When Hu Ziyu wanted to call for a timeout, it was already a little late.
Pulao had already picked up his custom-made PRO-grade microphone, stood up, spread his legs, took in enough air, straightened his chest and abdomen, raised his head and shrugged his shoulders, and then...
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar - after a roaring roar, there is an improvised death-tone rap.
"You family-loving bastards!
If you don't have the courage to show up, you can only make trouble with your face covered!
I want to copy my beautiful Jade Rabbit Temple!
I’m really tired of it!”
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar—
"Nine out of ten of you are closeted,
It's tiring to hide it from parents and relatives and friends all day long.
Wouldn't it be better to face your true self bravely?
I say, can life not be so useless!"
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar, roar—although separated by a protective barrier of magical power, the immortals and gods on the dragon boat could still feel the ups and downs of the voice, the resounding and surging sound, and the earth-shaking force.
High-power ultrasound can cause strong resonance in the human body, making people feel nauseous, have headaches, have difficulty breathing, and even lead to ruptured blood vessels and damage to internal organs.
But the single wheel of the fire cart under the marshal's seat swung to the left and right two or three times, and then returned to a ninety-degree perpendicular position to the ground.
Most of the night attack legions are composed of split spirits, which cannot withstand high stimulation. The weak ones will scatter their souls, while the strong ones will be shaken thousands of miles away and will not be able to leave any trace.
"Let's Rock!" Wan Taian swayed to the rhythm with excitement. "Listen carefully, this is Tutu's song! YOYOYO!" Hu Ziyu was unfamiliar with music theory and wouldn't normally listen to the kind of music that was labeled "ghostly and screaming" by his peers.
He only heard Pulao reciting a string of words in a low and hoarse voice that sounded like ridicule, curses, and insults. The only thing that came to his mind were scientific terms such as "sonic weapons". He would never have known that Pulao was using his imagination to shape an inner personality of his, and was furious and swearing at the family-loving people.
Yuchan and the other young female fairies screamed, "Ahhh, we didn't record it! We can use this as a theme song for the movie!"
Chunxiang comforted the younger generation: "It's okay. With so many boat recorders, there must be a few with radio functions. We can ask the Palace Master to make a copy for us later."
Ao Botong had not heard his brother sing for many years, and was so frightened that he could not calm down. After a while, he just said: "Brother Wang, you are too much..." Pulao loved to sing since he was a child, and his voice was so loud that it was terrifying.
When I sang at home, I was either criticized for being noisy by others or cursed by the bad-tempered elders to keep me quiet.
Therefore, he always hesitates to lose his temper when there are strangers around, but if he is surrounded by friends or classmates, he does not need to worry too much.
Besides, he finally had the chance to show off his creative talent. If he didn't sing now, when would he?
Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar—
Unable to contain himself any longer, the Zhongtan Marshal climbed up to the Longyan floor-to-ceiling window and knocked on the reinforced glass several times. Pulao, assuming he was there to complain, instantly dropped his volume from 500 to 150.
“You shocked people far away, forcing me to chase them one by one and kill them before collecting them back. It’s quite troublesome.” The left half of the Marshal of the Central Altar yelled at him in the boat: “Besides, you want to ROCK. Didn’t you blame me? I’m the Third Prince of Electronic Music…” The inside of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is an independent space that does not belong to the three realms of heaven, man, and ghosts. External magic power cannot interfere, and its function is similar to the gourd with gold horns and silver horns in "Travel Notes".
Once sucked in, unless the owner of the magic weapon is kind enough to release it, it will be trapped inside for the rest of its life.
Even if I recite the mantra to recover the split spirit body thousands of times, it will be in vain.
"Third brother's wife, uh, or brother-in-law... Your electronic music doesn't match the tone of my death heavy metal..." Pulao paused his roar, thinking about which sentence he should reply to the marshal first.
"How about I try a different way of performing the technique?" Although Marshal Zhongtan had doubts about the title that Pulao called him, he still stepped back temporarily and materialized the hearing-isolating technique into 1.5 pairs of industrial safety-grade anti-noise earplugs, which he inserted into his three ears respectively.
The art of words and spirits is a superior language spell that the Pulao mother tribe is good at. It is similar to but different from the manipulation technique used by Ya Zi.
The heavy curse of words and spirits is a suggestion to the object of the spell to make a "self-fulfilling prophecy"; manipulating the center of gravity is the drive and control of the mind. If the person being treated is determined and unmoved, the manipulation will not work.
"Come back, Aijia's night attack army, come back and be beheaded by the marshal!" Pulao changed his hoarse and dull voice into a soft murmur like a mutter.
The art of words may seem powerful and intimidating, but it is absolutely unable to shake people whose cultivation is equal to or higher than one's own. Moreover, if one orders others to do something against their will, one will also bear the risk of losing merit.
Therefore, Pulao could not order Ya Zi to withdraw his troops, surrender or tell the truth, nor could he make all the loving family members who had taken refuge in Guanghan Palace leave.
The Marshal and Pulao worked together seamlessly, and the Night Marching Legion was almost certainly eliminated. Linghong switched the dragon boat's standby mode to take-off and sailing, and by pulling the mast, the boat immediately rose over a hundred meters.
Hu Ziyu's attention, which had been diverted by the roar earlier, returned to Ling Hong. He wanted to find someone to catch Dong Lai again.
"Speaking of which, Boss Hong, why are you the one driving, starting the engine, uh, driving the boat..." Speaking of driving the boat, Ling Hong only contributed a little bit of his magic power to operate the take-off and landing lever and the clutch in turn, without any driving skills at all.
"Because when we came, there were only the Palace Master of Pulao and me, and the Palace Master had to defeat the enemy, so I had to open it." Ling Hong said.
After looking around for a long time, Hu Ziyu still couldn't find anything decent to lean on, so he had to scan the QR CODE next to the dashboard to find the dragon boat operating guide and obstacle removal online manual to read.
“That’s true, but that’s the journey.
We have Brother Suanni with us now. The Ao family's understanding of dragon boats is definitely deeper than any outsider's. You can let him drive and you can be more relaxed and comfortable."
Ao Botong didn't know the reason, but he thought that Hu Ziyu really trusted him, and he was very happy.
Ling Hong remained calm, not even glancing back at Hu Ziyu. "Because I was entrusted by you to bring you back to the temple safely, I can't leave this to others."
At 1500 km/h, Ling Hong pressed the clutch harder and harder.
Not only him, Ao Botong, who was helping to control the anti-immortal beast collision net and lighting warning lights on the dragon head, the balance and turbulence diversion devices on the dragon body, the propulsion and jet devices on the dragon tail, etc., also had no time to look back at Hu Ziyu. "Zi Yu, the master is a man who values his promises.
Since you made an agreement with him first, it's not convenient for me to take credit for it," said Ao Botong.
"Woo..." Hu Ziyu regretted it deeply and thought that he must never let Ling Hong handle any matters related to transportation in the future.
The dragon boat continued to push higher, and the earth was like a clear and magnificent sapphire inlaid in a dazzling silver necklace in the starry sky.
The dazzling azure color gradually shrank in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and soon disappeared.
"The altitude is 120 kilometers, the air pressure is zero, and the full-speed thrusters can be started at any time." Ao Botong monitored the status, while Pulao and Liang Yanqi and others paid attention to the movements of the remaining soldiers of the Ai family. Marshal Zhongtan had killed enough and was also ready to chase after the dragon boat and land on the moon.
"Got it. Full speed ahead, autopilot on!" Ling Hong said, planning a route from over University A Gymnasium to the sidewalk in front of Guanghan Palace. On the control panel, the navigation system's estimated travel time steadily decreased, reaching 384,400 kilometers in just over 20 minutes.
Generally, it takes more than an hour for an adult pure-blooded dragon to complete the mission, and the time required for a magic weapon to complete the mission can vary from several days to several hours depending on the grade. Apollo 1 took 75 hours, and if calculated based on the time required for free fall, it would take 147 minutes.
The immortals and gods on the way here were able to land within a few minutes because they had the blessing of teleportation magic; when they returned, they had to go through Nantian to check their identities and qualifications at various checkpoints and temple gates. Without applying for movement permits in advance, they naturally could not act easily, and the travel time would be wasted.
Driving at high speed, the stars in the sky turned into faint lines of light that shot rapidly towards his eyes. Hu Ziyu felt a little chest tightness, dizziness, and swelling in his head.
After taking out the wedding candy and putting it in my mouth, the discomfort subsided after a while. The Twelve Golden Hairpins and the others were unaware of Ling Hong's impressive driving prowess. They were busy taking photos, checking in, and scrolling through their social media feeds, oblivious to the discomfort. The image of the moon at the terminal was projected onto the upper left side of the dashboard. The glowing sphere looked at first like a crystal-clear night pearl, but the dark shadows in the dark areas seemed to be moving above it. I wonder why our ancestors had such a vivid imagination that they thought it was a rabbit pounding medicine.
"Zi Yu, what are you looking at?" Ao Botong, who was sitting in the passenger seat on the right, thought he was bored and asked casually.
"It's nothing, it's just that some things seem to completely overturn my cognition. The moon in front of me is not the moon, and what kind of light am I seeing? The red moon comes from burning stardust, and the black moon is the non-gaseous residue produced when transforming into a demon. Then the yellow in front of me is the magical light of the Star Lord." Although he asked the question, Hu Ziyu seemed to be seeking a way to solve his own doubts.
When the immortals traveled across the Moon Sea to visit the Jade Rabbit Temple, he had many questions: Is the moon he saw with his naked eyes in the past really the same moon he lives in now?
"That's nothing strange. Our Star Lord has signed a ten-thousand-year 'borrowing light' contract with the Lord of the Sun Temple. Normally, the yellow light emitted by the moon is the result of scattered sunlight.
Two minutes ago, the Dragon King's army used water magic to flood the Milky Way Star Path, extinguishing the Phoenix's remaining flames and restoring its original color. After switching to autopilot mode, Ling Hong adopted a lazy and slow sitting posture, slumped in the leather sofa.
"Secondly, the moon that mortals can touch is only the moon in three-dimensional space, full of pits and scars, and uninteresting; the moon that celestial beings touch with their Dharma bodies is the moon in twenty-four-dimensional space. This is the full picture under the iceberg." Hu Ziyu showed an expression of "I see." He also wanted to ask, then is it true that the immortals and gods in mythology are the same as the immortals and gods in the real heaven? Under what circumstances did those mortals who wrote get the information about the heaven?
"To increase popularity and fame, the celestial beings sometimes send their avatars to fabricate stories, or spread the word through visions, dreams, and other means. This is no different from what we have been doing these past two days.
"However, as time went on, it was inevitable that misinformation, fabrications, and misattribution would spawn various versions, and the original story would be lost." Ling Hong continued.
Mrs. Ford, Liang Yanqi, Wu Gang's troops and others do not have a strong desire for knowledge, but security awareness is above all else.
"Will there still be dangers we have to face after we return?" asked Mrs. Ford.
"Perhaps, but we'll be in constant contact with our father and ensure everything is safe at the Moon Palace before landing," replied Pulao. "While waiting, distinguished guests may wish to visit the screening room. The Guanghan Palace Human Resources Department has already produced a news video and a quick summary of the protests, which have been released on all major news platforms."
Following Pulao's instructions, the group walked toward the middle of the dragon boat and entered a private room that could seat over a hundred people. The black, square space was illuminated only by a few streaks of blue light, and the fabric sofas were spacious and comfortable, allowing visitors to sit or lie down as they pleased.
Pulao used Bluetooth to project the files in the PAD onto the big screen, starting with a public relations video edited by the personnel staff.
In contrast to the earth's rotational rhythmic soundtrack, the background music is gentle and lingering, accompanied by a time-lapse video of the moon's appearance from the first to the thirtieth day of the lunar month. The anchor is a young man dressed in a simple traditional Chinese clothing, his waist-length hair streaked with gray, a sign of premature aging. "Welcome to Moon View News! Give me two minutes, and I'll show you the whole moon."
First, let me bring you the latest news from the Moon Palace. The head of the Love Family group, the Dragon King Palace's Ya Zi Palace Master, disguised himself as a student from Ling Xiao Academy. He brought over fifty members of the underground group 'Homophobic I'm Proud' and went to the front courtyard of the Taiyin Palace to cause trouble at around 2:30 PM today...
The scene quickly shows students salvaging stardust to make fire bombs, Ya Zi fighting against the heroes of Taiyin Palace, the fake security guard taking the initiative to close the Mingyue Pass and brazenly invading the main control room of Guanghan Palace in an attempt to crack the multiple codes of the treasure room.
The news did not dwell much on the human side, except for the section about the night-traveling army lying in ambush on the main road back to the Moon Palace. This was probably because the network was down before and the information could not be transmitted in time. In addition, Phoenix Valley sent people to intercede, not wanting the family's guilt to be made public.
"Not only is our Star God incredibly beautiful, but he's also incredibly skilled and courageous. His little red whip of love has struck people all the way from the Moon Palace's front yard to the Guanghan computer room, and from students and pedestrians to the convenors and cadres, uncovering the true identities and faces of the troublemakers one by one, leaving them with nowhere to hide."
The fake security guards in front of the palace were beaten back to their original forms by the full force and speed of the Little Red Whip of Love.
Those injured or disabled by the dragon boat were tied up in a water dungeon and waited for treatment. The group of students who caused trouble were temporarily detained in the Security Department's detention center, waiting for their families to come and pay the huge bail and take them back.
"So far, Lingxiao Hall and Wushen Hall have received our call for assistance and have promised to send twenty elite soldiers each to support us quickly. However, the more distant Chenghuang Hall has not yet responded..."
Liang Yanqi sighed: "There is a serious shortage of police force. This is the norm in the City God Temple."
Just as Hu Ziyu was expecting the next scene to be the Ao family patriarch bowing and scraping before the flashing cameras and microphones, repeatedly apologizing: "I didn't teach him well enough," "Please give him a chance to mend his ways," the male anchor had already made his closing statement: "For further news and in-depth analysis, please continue to tune into the Yueshi Channel, which will provide you with exclusive, first-hand information."
Everyone had been working for hours, exhausted. Most of them didn't understand the news, simply hoping the incident would end peacefully. However, Hu Ziyu was still puzzled, focusing on the key words "computer room" and "treasure room" and asking repeatedly: "Is this the end? What kind of treasure is hidden in the treasure room that those home-loving people want?"
"You asked a good question, sister-in-law. It's the alchemy furnace," Pulao said. "It's used to refine the essence of the Moon Palace immortals." Hu Tianbao's disappearance and the swift arrival of his successor caught the Ai Family members by surprise. To sever the protection of the comrade group, they must destroy the Rabbit God's Dharmakaya and, moreover, the alchemy furnace that refines the essence.
Therefore, until the next newcomer is promoted, the position of Rabbit God will remain vacant.
Just imagine if there is no second suitable successor in the Hu family, how much effort and time will it take to find the next one? Before that, the belief in the Rabbit God may gradually decline.
“But, isn’t there still the Yue Lao Temple? I think the incense business at Weiming Hall is pretty good recently…” Speaking of this, Hu Ziyu hesitated for a moment. Assuming that the function of the prayer APP to help believers realize their wishes can be scheduled like sending letters and text messages, then there will certainly not be any concerns about a sudden drop in incense business in the short term.
Perhaps Hu Tianbao had already arranged this before escaping. Even the endless mana and merit just now might have been Hu Tianbao applying to a bank or similar mechanism to unfreeze his past accumulations...
Everything seemed to have been planned in advance, whether it was the enemy or our side.
Pulao continued, "Please don't place too much trust in Yue Lao Palace, sister-in-law. If Yazi Palace is the headquarters of the martial Aijia team, then the current Yue Lao Palace is the power of the literary faction."
"Tsk..." Hearing this, Hu Ziyu felt like swearing.
Next week... tomorrow morning, he has to go to Yue Lao Temple for internship! Now, what kind of mood and attitude should he have when entering another enemy base?
After the news broadcast, the screen paused on a screen with multiple selection buttons. The background featured a red, black, and yellow full moon and a few cute, silly white rabbits looking at the moon. It looked like a multimedia game designed for young children. Pulao said, "This is a quick summary of this episode. Please select the part that interests you."
"The mystery of the fleeting essence." Mrs. Ford said, and the scene immediately jumped to the scene before Jiaozi broke through his essence.
"This is the art of transferring the soul." The speaker was still the same news anchor, but now he was not in the center of the camera, but only serving as a narrator.
"During the past war between gods and demons, this is a superior secret technique developed by the Inner Temple of the God of War. The first move requires the use of the clone technique. If the original body is in danger, the essence can be transferred to the clone in an instant. In this way, the original body and the clone will switch places."
"What do you mean by 'strange smell'? I don't understand..." Wan Taian scratched his head, looking confused.
On the contrary, Hu Ziyu had an epiphany in a second.
"In other words, when the host hard drive fails, the backup data stored in the cloud can be immediately written to the new hard drive to replace it. The cloud data is like the essence of immortals, and the hard drive is the Dharma body."
Except for the new humans from the 21st century, the immortals and gods who were already confused were even more plunged into pitch darkness after hearing Hu Ziyu's explanation.
There was an advance version of the PPT that Pei had made earlier about the mystery of the Mars fall, so no one asked any more questions.
"I'd rather know which bastard sent out the Pass Token and the Mirror of Observation Key."
Chunxiang said, "Preliminary estimates suggest that family-oriented individuals are involved in senior management roles within the R&D, Engineering, and Pharmaceutical Manufacturing departments of the Jinchan Institute."
The male anchor said that the screen was playing videos of engineers from the Jinchan Institute clocking in and out, changing clothes, and receiving dust-proof equipment.
"The Moon Palace will first investigate several individuals who applied for transfers, leave, or were absent from work without reason before the Love Family group revolted." Another approach, which is quicker but more extreme and disregards human rights, is to call all employees to stand in a row and let the Moon God whip them one by one with his little red whip of love.
An undercover agent who has not reached a certain level of skill will be exposed immediately.
The Golden Toad Institute and the Jade Rabbit Temple are parallel units with many employees and seniority. They are also the economic and technological lifeline of the Moon Palace. Hu Ziyu was reluctant to bring it up, and Linghong also knew it was inappropriate. Whether to implement it or not can only be left to the Star Lord to decide.
"So, what happened to the murderer behind this? Was he brought to justice? Is there any possibility for him to make a comeback in the future?"
Langhua Zhenjun, Wan Taian, Wu Gang and other martial arts members asked in unison.
Hu Ziyu was also very concerned about this.
"There are three groups of family-loving fighters entering the Moon Palace: students, pseudo-security guards, and an elite scout force that sneaked in secretly, along with their clones.
At present, the first two have been suppressed and arrested by our forces, while the search for the latter is still expanding. We will continue to conduct a comprehensive search using supercomputers, combined with the Dragon King Hall's Ten-Direction Motion Detector and the respective magical weapons of the Lingxiao and Martial God Halls. We believe that we will soon be able to draw an end to tonight's unrest."
The host said, "It's the same whether I told you or not..." Bai Yuzhan crossed his legs and reached out to grab the bottle of wine from Wan Taian, who was sitting next to him.
"If they keep creating clones and moving the essence around, it will be like playing a dungeon. There will be no way to clear out all the monsters!" Wan Taian sighed and then turned his eyes to look at Mrs. Ford's reaction.
Mrs. Ford rubbed her aching philtrum and temples, looking distressed. "Fortunately, the little rabbit performed well at the official banquet and even won the favor of several important figures, especially the Queen Mother. Those family-loving people, no matter how bold, would never dare to mess with Tai Sui. The alchemy furnace is fine; it's not a big deal if it breaks, but the Rabbit God himself should remain safe. If he were killed, I believe the Queen Mother, the Taoist Ancestor, and the others would not remain silent. They would at least order a thorough investigation, bring him to justice, and impose severe punishment."
His own safety and the system of heaven were never within Hu Ziyu's scope of concern. Moreover, the "merit, magic power, and the source of the Rabbit God Sutra" that he wanted to know most were not mentioned in the lazy bag.
Now, he only hopes that the troublemakers can retreat quickly and give everyone in the Moon Palace a comfortable living space.
"Perhaps, we should get a few realistic-looking alchemy furnaces and put one here, one there, and one by Xingjun's and my bed. If those idiots think the furnaces are destroyed, they might leave on their own..."
"Too slow." Mrs. Ford interrupted, "From the moment the Aijia Legion learned that the human team had been defeated, they would certainly focus their firepower on the arrangements in the sky. Even if they don't kill you today, tomorrow, when you go to work at Yue Lao Temple, there is no guarantee that there are no spies, no calculations, no new murderous intentions and traps..." Before he finished listening to these words, Hu Ziyu already had a stomachache, but things that made him suffer even more were yet to come.
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