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, don't worry. The soul nourishment this time is very effective. 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 examined 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 his attendants and walked straight towards the bamboo forest in the backyard with Yun Qingqing. Amidst the rustling sound of the night wind through the bamboo leaves, he pulled 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 luster all over and intricate star patterns engraved on the surface.
Those star patterns are not simple carvings, but are made up of countless tiny runes, shining with a faint blue light 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 silver-white light spots 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 straight into the sky, and disappeared.
"Alright." Qi Mo whispered, "The guide will appear at midnight, we just have to wait."
The two returned to the room, and Yun Qingqing glanced at Qi Mo:
"There are still three hours until midnight. You should focus on resting first. I'll call you when the time comes."
Qi Mo nodded, sat cross-legged on the low couch, closed his eyes, and meditated to relax.
A little spiritual light condensed at 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 the cloud of mist that appeared out of thin air in the room. She raised her hand and shone a little light at Qi Mo's eyebrows, waking him up.
"Here it comes." Yun Qingqing whispered.
The mist dissipated, revealing a woman in a gray-blue robe, its sleeves embroidered with flowing cloud patterns in silver thread. She had a gentle face, a jade pen pinned in her hair, and a glass lantern in her hand. In the light, her figure seemed both 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 order flickered like breathing, responding to the light.
The woman didn't say anything, but just stared at Jin Ling quietly.
Qi Mo handed the token over. She touched it with her fingertips, and the runes 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.
Yun Qingqing had just tied the silver rope when she felt her feet lighten. The light of the glass lamp suddenly expanded, covering the three of them.
The surrounding scenery was distorted and changing like reflections in 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 a strategic place, and its rules are threefold."
The woman's voice echoed in the corridor.
"One, stop the war and prohibit 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, which was engraved 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, with countless books floating 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, lost 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 that she had confirmed that its library of classics was actually hosted in a small world, it was both unexpected and reasonable.
It was unexpected because the appearance of the Langhuan Secret Palace began 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 for the purpose of a library of classics, so that it could be preserved for future generations.
This is understandable, because only a small world can make the magical legend of the Langhuan Secret Palace come true.
Yun Qingqing could tell at a glance that the 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 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.
This method was very common in her time, but nowadays, I'm afraid 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 consciousness and turned her gaze towards the suspended bronze mirror. The mirror was like water, reflecting no human figures, only the movement of stars.
Qi Mo tapped his folding fan lightly on his palm and looked around with interest: "It is worthy of being the legendary Langhuan Secret Palace. In today's world, it can still maintain this small world to this extent. Its foundation is unfathomable."
Yun Qingqing did not answer, but lightly touched the mirror with her fingertips and silently recited "Taixu Lingsui" in her heart.
The mirror rippled, and countless points of light gathered from the depths of the starry sky. Densely packed books flashed before her eyes and disappeared in an instant.
But after a moment, Yun Qingqing withdrew her hand, frowning slightly:
"No."
Qi Mo pondered 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 layer of the classics 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 so stubborn."
He blinked, raised his hand and drew a little light from his brow, then handed it over with a smile:
"Then Master, try this. I created the 'Thousand Thoughts Formation'. It can divide the mind and thoughts and allow you to read hundreds of books at the same time."
Yun Qingqing guided the spiritual light into the center of her eyebrows. She swept her spiritual sense across the formation and immediately discovered that the formation was ingeniously designed. It divided the spiritual sense into thousands of fine strands, 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 his fan proudly.
Yun Qingqing said no more and activated the Thousand Thoughts Formation. In an instant, hundreds of threads of spiritual consciousness spread out like streams of light and sank into the books suspended around her. The golden words 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 looks completely focused, just like before... Her awareness is still as strong as ever, it's really 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 Spirit Essence is a top-grade treasure from heaven and earth. She didn't expect to find it easily and was mentally prepared.
The two of them 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 brilliant halo and is obviously more precious.
However, the two searched through all relevant records but 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 darkening slightly.
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