Chapter 63 Pollen, the explosion of the whole network
"You can obtain spells by sucking these flowers? What is the principle of this?" Tang Sanmu's face was solemn, realizing that things were beyond his expectations.
He saw the faces of many people who smoked pollen, and observed the major events in their lives with his psychic eyes.
But everyone has never seen a picture of red flowers flashing by.
There are two possibilities for this. One is that the red flower is not in the cause and effect and should not exist in the universe.
Second, the Honghua incident is very involved and may be related to destiny, which is difficult to deduce by any arithmetic.
It's like the doomsday scene that often appears in my dreams. After seeing the faces of so many people, I have never seen the doomsday scene in their lives.
It's not because it doesn't exist, it's just because the matter is too big and cannot be seen simply by looking at someone's face.
Even if this psychic eye is a gift from gods and humans, it is not completely without limitations.
Duantian Palace smiled faintly: "Who knows? I only know how to buy flowers, and after inhaling the pollen, my metaphysical attainments have improved by leaps and bounds.
But flowers have negative effects, including addiction, damage to memory, and overdose can be fatal.
I have always been cautious, but today I was still impulsive."
Tang Sanmu suddenly realized: "No wonder your cultivation level fluctuates. It turns out it's because you don't dare to take excessive amounts of pollen."
Nether Maniac: Come on, how can there be such a thing in this world? Some people have worked hard to practice for decades, and some people become famous after just sniffing pollen.
Golden Requiem: Oh, don’t say that, it’s not a good thing after all. Look at those people who appear in the live broadcast room who have inhaled pollen, how can they end well?
Dark Angel: Addiction, memory impairment, why do you feel like this is a new type of drug?
Single for ten years: Master Tang is still young, and even others who smoke pollen are no match for you. Have you also smoked pollen?
The words of the person in front of him broke Tang Sanmu's understanding, red flowers, pollen.
When I came down from the mountain, times had changed, and warlocks were everywhere.
Many of these people are fishing in troubled waters, and how many of them rely on this pollen?
Thinking about it carefully, Tang Sanmu felt his scalp numb. This was the first time he had such a feeling since he went down the mountain.
What are the people behind the scenes doing, and what kind of big game are they playing?
Is it just for money? Or does it have something to do with my dreams?
Thinking in his heart, Duantian Palace was already confused and knelt on the chessboard.
His hands were shaking slightly and tears were flowing down his face. He trembled and muttered: "I can't believe it, I really can't believe that I have been practicing for twenty years.
I breathed pollen three more times, but after all I can't compare to you.
In less than thirty steps, the winner has been decided, and the rest is just procrastination!
It was in vain that I was so complacent, but in the end it became a joke!"
Tang Sanmu originally wanted to ask Duantian Palace from where he bought the red flowers, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was a public platform and it was not suitable to ask further.
We can let the public know the uses and harms of safflower, but we cannot let them know where safflower comes from and where to buy it, otherwise the world will be even more chaotic.
Tang Sanmu originally wanted to have a video chat with Duantian Palace alone, but his mental state was getting worse and worse, and he murmured that his skills were inferior to others.
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed, looking crazy.
At the same time, Lian Mai hung up, not because anyone intentionally hung up, but because Duantian Palace's account was blocked.
Not only that, several big influencers of metaphysics suddenly spoke out in rhythm, and in just a few seconds, the sounds of curses and sarcasm could be heard endlessly.
For a while, Duantian Palace was called the shame of metaphysics.
"What the hell is this old immortal? He uses people's business as a bet! He also wants human life!"
"I thought I was really capable, but I didn't expect that he is a player who relies on cheating to deceive the world and steal his reputation."
"Garbage garbage garbage!"
Tang Sanmu had already greeted all his friends and hung up the live broadcast.
Today's live broadcast has been very long, it's too late, it's already three o'clock in the morning.
Not long after the live broadcast ended, I saw the official website of the live broadcast artifact also issued a condemnation——
Support capable metaphysics anchors to join the platform, but garbage is not welcome!
In one sentence, it is concise and comprehensive, and it has received a lot of praise.
The strange thing is that at three o'clock in the morning, so many metaphysical anchors can speak out together with the official.
Don't these people sleep?
Tang Sanmu felt that there seemed to be an invisible big hand controlling everything.
That night, he barely slept, observing all kinds of comments.
At the beginning, some people mentioned safflower, but gradually the word safflower was gradually ignored.
People began to pay more attention to the moral issues of Duantian Palace and the character of their children.
Someone revealed that Duantiangong's son's company had a lot of illegal activities.
His son ran away overnight and disappeared.
Someone else revealed that the disciple of Duantian Palace, that is, the man in green, is in a relationship with Duantian Palace's daughter, but Duantian Palace himself doesn't know it.
This incident caused a rift in the relationship between father and daughter.
There are also many Tang Sanmu fans who haven't slept yet, but their concerns are different from Tang Sanmu's.
They felt their scalps go numb for a while, because they were all noticed by Tang Sanmu again!
Go crazy on the golden mountain and die alone!
Now that the son has run away and the daughter has turned against her, isn't this the rhythm of ending up alone?
At four o'clock in the morning, after seeing the fermenting news, Tang Sanmu called Duantian Palace.
Since you can tell a lot about your life just by looking at your face, it’s not surprising that you know your phone number.
When the call was connected, there were bursts of giggles from the other side: "I lost, I lost!"
Tang Sanmu didn't feel any sympathy when he heard Duantian Palace's crazy voice. Metaphysics was originally about cultivating one's body, cultivating one's nature and clarifying one's mind.
But he used it to fight and harm others. Today he won, but what if he lost?
If he hadn't been brave and fierce, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
Tang Sanmu asked: "Duantian Palace, after all, it was the red flower that harmed you like this.
Can you still remember where the red flowers come from?"
"I don't remember... Hehe, I can't afford it! I can't afford it!"
Madness is a fact, but memory damage seems to be a fact as well. Duantian Palace seems to really know nothing about Honghua.
Tang Sanmu was helpless, hung up the phone and continued to watch the news unfold.
By morning, no one mentioned the red flower incident again.
People are more interested in finding out what Tiangong has done in the past, what his son has done in the past, and how far his daughter and apprentice have developed.
Some people are trying to cover up the truth and confuse the public.
Even the affairs of Duantian Palace's children were deliberately exposed to attract attention.
This is undoubtedly a successful method. It does not suppress the incident, but changes people's focus.
Among them, metaphysics anchors and business tycoons from various platforms are involved, including the official live broadcast artifact.
In the morning, Tang Sanmu sat cross-legged, with luck flowing throughout his body.
This is a meditation method that can nourish your spirit without sleeping.
About half an hour later, Miki stood up, thinking about the red flower in his mind, and tossed a copper coin to deduce it.
This is the number of plum blossoms. Everything has cause and effect, and there are traces to follow.
We can't find the mastermind behind it, but we can find some trivial clues related to the red flower.
It is concluded that evil spirits are born in the west, and you will see the underworld during this trip.
Tang Sanmu didn't say anything and ran straight away.
In fact, there must be an unclear relationship between Wolf Boss and Honghua, but after deducing it several times recently, the hexagrams indicate that the time has not come yet.
It's no wonder that in many things, we need to peel off the cocoons and let nature take its course.
Since the time has not come yet, let's wait and see what clues we can get today.