The Battle in Memory
Outside the hall, the sunlight was still bright.
Inside the hall, the scene within the circular light screen constantly changed.
The memories evoked by the illusion were the ones that left the deepest impression on Fang Tai.
Fang Tai was originally a master craftsman. At a young age, he had creative ideas and used the byproducts of refining Curse Ore in the Curse Essence Hearth to synthesize a new type of fabric.
However, at that time, his appearance was still influenced by a certain omnipresent phenomenon in the Long Continent Kingdom, and should correspond to a certain person in reality.
After learning the secrets of the Heaven and Earth Palaces, he acquired new spells and continuously improved over more than ten years. Gradually, his appearance was freed from that influence and he grew into the person he was meant to be.
According to the new mantra, which requires coordination with breathing techniques, let's look at the first step.
That ubiquitous influence is actually the air.
After the Long Continent was shrouded in fog, it appeared as if the fog was a wall, only surrounding the area.
In reality, the air in this area is completely affected by fog.
Starting a century ago, it has influenced the appearance of generations of the Fangfeng Clan, and at times, it has even fueled the emotions of the group, leading to some major events.
The development of the Long Continent should always resonate with the modern Shencheng.
This year, Fang Tai mastered the Taboo, and with each breath he exhaled, he carried the essence of heaven and earth, gaining an instinctive ability to filter ordinary air, thus becoming completely unaffected.
According to the guidance given by the Divine Lord Wangliang, the time will be fully ripe this year.
The accumulated influence of centuries of rituals will be unleashed, leading to a large-scale exchange between the Fangfeng Clan and real humans.
As a result, the water demon suddenly attacked.
The ceremony was somewhat disrupted, but this will not affect the large-scale exchange of the Divine Lord Wangliang.
However, for the higher-ups of the Heaven and Earth Palaces, obtaining the favor of the two realms requires meticulous planning.
The water demon's attack will have a negative impact on this.
To make amends, the two palaces dispatched twelve stewards, each carrying a scroll of incantation jade slips, to go to the real world ahead of time.
They need to replicate those spells in reality so that they can easily receive the high-ranking officials of the two palaces when the time comes.
"Besides the little fish that were swapped and accidentally entered reality, there were also twelve big rats who had infiltrated the past!"
Bai He's eyebrows were like willow branches, with his brows raised, as he stared intently at the figures and appearances of the twelve deacons in the light screen.
However, to reach the position of steward, while Taboo, certainly requires a high level of skill.
After infiltrating reality, they must have changed their appearance and are not so easily discovered.
Bai He's heart suddenly stirred, and he turned to look at Chu Tianshu, "Your little snake, can it see the treasure light?"
Chu Tianshu took out a two-headed snake from the brocade pouch and said, "But they couldn't possibly see the precious light of those jade slips from this light screen's memory, could they?"
The Bai He raised its right wing, pointing it at the light screen, and explained, "This iron ruler itself contains a thousand layers of incantation diagrams. Like that incantation jade slip, it is a method of the Fangfeng Clan clan, incorporating techniques originating from the Divine Lord Wangliang."
Therefore, the radiance of these treasures should be very similar.
Bubai and Xiao Zuo were sleeping comfortably when they were pulled out of bed. They couldn't help but look at each other, somewhat bewildered.
Chu Tianshu condensed two small drops of essence water, put them into their mouths, and patted their heads.
"Remember the precious light emanating from this iron ruler. Return to reality, and someone will guide you on a tour to search for similar lights."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zuo exclaimed in surprise, "Are we going to go into reality again?"
When Chu Tianshu brought them down, he only said that no matter what he said, they just needed to cooperate.
It seems they didn't play much of a role here, and now they have to be sent back to reality.
Having just eaten a small clump of water droplets and feeling invigorated, Bubai immediately pledged his loyalty. "We'll do whatever you tell us to do; we'll definitely do our best."
The two-headed snake feeds on minerals in clear water.
Although the Spirit Realm has exotic products with unique and bizarre flavors, it is still a strange place.
However, compared to the essence droplets condensed by Chu Tianshu, the taste of those things was always far inferior.
It was not only the vital energy gathered by those who had mastered the Xuan Leakless Mystic Art, but also imbued with the aura of Chu Tianshu's Great Void Internal Art.
It's flavorful and energetic!
When the little snake gets tired, it can take a sip of water.
The Bai He did not rush to leave.
The memories within the light screen are still circulating. Let's see if there are any more important developments before we leave.
Boom!!
In Fang Tai's memory, a magnificent high-rise building with golden tiles, red windows, and lanterns hanging on all eight sides appeared in the distance.
A crack appeared in the building, its surface perfectly smooth, and the upper half of the building slowly slid away, crashing to the ground.
Amidst the violent smoke and dust, a figure in a dark gold robe flew high into the air.
Fang Tai raised both hands and caught the man, then quickly called out, "Headmaster Li, you..."
He supported Li Zhangyuan's knees with one hand and Li Zhangyuan's back with the other.
This posture for catching someone is inherently extremely safe.
But before he could finish speaking, the academy head's waist suddenly snapped, and blood spurted out.
Without the waist connecting them, the two sections of the body lost their balance and fell together from Fang Tai's hands.
Fang Tai felt a chill run down his spine and looked up.
One after another, tall buildings collapsed, and thick walls crumbled.
Several figures crashed down in succession.
Some had their kneecaps gouged out, some had their heads severed, and some were shattered into pieces.
Some were just skeletons; their knife skills were so good that the skeletons were so shiny they reflected light.
The one who walked upright through the smoke and dust was almost a scholar.
The man had his hair piled high, with a white turban wrapped around it. He had slender eyebrows, long eyes, an elegant face with a slight beard, wore a greyish-white scholar's robe, and carried Great Saber.
The billowing smoke made the white headscarf on his head flutter wildly in the wind, like a banner.
Chu Tianshu's eyes lit up as he stared at the knife in the light screen.
The scholar's Great Saber had a curved blade resembling a goose feather, with a wide and thick edge, about a finger's width.
Dragon head hilt, dragon scale patterned handle, dragon tail hilt ring.
The blade is snow-white, and the handle is brownish-yellow.
"Yu Mountain, Yu Huangfen."
The scholar, nonchalant, held his sword horizontally in front of him, his wide sleeves concealing half of the hilt, and raised his eyes to announce his name.
Where is Your Excellency?
Fang Tai was about to reply when he suddenly realized that the other person wasn't looking at him.
A violent sound came from the sky behind them.
"Long Continent Heavenly Official, Feng Jue!"
Even more ferocious than that voice was the force of the wind.
A twisted column of wind slanted down from the sky behind him, aiming straight for the scholar.
Air is supposed to be invisible, but that column of air condensed it into a turbulent white stream that was visible to the naked eye.
Furthermore, due to the uneven distribution of air within the column, some areas become flattened and expanded, while others become narrowed, during high-speed rotation.
That entire column of air, like a long sheet of white plastic, was spinning and swirling at an unbelievable speed.
Visually, this airflow should even appear light and thin.
However, the thick bricks and stones on the ground, and the cast iron foundation beneath them, were no match for this airflow, as if they were worse than tofu dregs.
With a single blow, a deep, dark hole appeared where the scholar had been standing.
Puff!!
The sound of the ground being shattered was barely audible.
This shows just how sharp and dense the airflow is at the moment it hits the ground.
When Fang Tai looked up again, he felt that there were ribbons and dragons of energy swirling and dancing everywhere.
The scholar's figure, wielding a knife, flickered in and out of sight amidst the swirling currents of air.
Chu Tianshu noticed a detail.
The air currents raged unchecked among the already damaged high-rise buildings, leaving behind even more destruction.
The other half of the undamaged high-rise buildings and palaces, even when the airflow swept across their surfaces and the ground, did not actually harm those structures.
The Heavenly Official Fangfeng Clan, who manipulated airflow, played this skill with unparalleled mastery.
Those high-speed air currents swept back and forth for two or three hundred meters, repeatedly sweeping across the area, yet they seemed more agile than a human finger.
(End of this chapter)