As "Taiyi" took the first step, a slight cracking sound that almost no one heard sounded in Zheng Qing's ears. Without deliberately searching, he immediately noticed from the huge feedback information flow of this legendary giant god weapon that the slight sound was made after the phoenix suit was broken.
Following this information, there are a series of deduced conclusions.
For example, after the phoenix suit broke, the qi chance of "Taiyi" that lost its restraint was immediately entangled with the qi of the other two legendary legends in the Cloud Sea World. This would be his most dangerous moment. Because for low-level wizards, a world may seem vast, but for the legends, staying in the same world without reservation with their true body is not considered a face-to-face, but facing each other is still close, and the two sides are at a very insecure distance.
For example, after the phoenix clothing breaks, the breath of "Taiyi" will naturally spread to higher places, contacting stars, alien planes, and even the mysterious river of time and destiny. For real legends, this is a reward for them to appreciate the style of higher dimensions; but for a "side-door legend" like Zheng Qing, this kind of contact is somewhat unpredictable.
"——Calm your mind and let go of distracting thoughts, just like you usually walk."
The voice of the old man Ruoyu echoed over the altar, filled with a convincing force: "Don't worry that you can't handle the information flow of the giant gods' feedback... Most of those feedbacks, 'Taiyi' can handle it by yourself. You just need to decide whether to move forward or whether to swing your fist."
As a "legend", Taiyi interacts with this world at every moment with countless messages, including the colors, shapes, distances and distances of the world he sees; the sounds, vibrations and prayers and calls from the void; the cold and heat he feels, the concentration of magic, the intensity of space, etc. All of these will be collected and teleported to the "center" - where the altar is - for the final decision.
If it is a true legend, with a higher dimensional consciousness and can deal with many parallel-level problems at the same time, then this huge flow of information is naturally no problem.
But Zheng Qing is just a little wizard who has not graduated yet.
Even the name was not successfully registered.
Compared with the legendary consciousness, he is equivalent to an Amoeba protozoa and has no ability to withstand the impact of huge information. Therefore, relying on layers of magic arrays to deal with most of the contents, he is responsible for the most fundamental and directional decisions, which becomes the only choice.
It's quite like a car with an AI system installed.
Or a national management system that governs with hindrance.
Click!
Zheng Qing took the second step and stepped on a mountain range, but accordingly, he felt that he had walked much more steadily and his relationship with the world of the sea of clouds became more intimate and harmonious.
Then there is the third step.
Step 4.
In the distance, another "Ruoyu" was still chasing Yuanshi and running away with his head. The sea of clouds rolled and roared in the running of the giant, and the world shook at the giant's feet.
Nearby, Old Man Ruoyu watched Taiyi go more and more steadily, and his movements become more and more natural, feeling a little emotional. Because according to His calculations, Zheng Qing could almost never truly master Taiyi within half an hour. He originally wanted to make the young wizard suffer a little, realize the real gap between himself and the legend, and be more awe of the world.
But now, it is Him who arises in awe.
"——Next to prepare for the battle." Old Man Ruoyu did not hesitate because of his temporary emotion, and immediately changed his previous plan, reminding earnestly: "Fighting is always prepared for people to win the final victory. Among all preparations, bare hands and empty fists are the worst choice."
Zheng Qing subconsciously turned his head and looked around.
In the sea of clouds, Taiyi's action stirred up a storm.
"You are not a wild giant, but a legend." The slightly speechless voice of the old man Ruoyu echoed above the altar: "The century-old ancient tree is not much better than a toothpick or chopstick in your hand..."
"Then where can I find weapons?"
Zheng Qing asked his confusion with his heart, and at the same time looked up at the starry sky above his head, unconsciously thinking of a monkey who had "borrowed" weapons from the sky and into the sea.
Unfortunately, the old man Ruoyu interrupted his fantasy very simply.
"From yourself." He raised the crutch in his hand, and pointed the tip of the stick at Taiyi's waist with a faint sound: "You have such a large storage bag hanging on you, is it empty inside?"
On the altar.
Zheng Qing lowered his head in shock and was surprised to find that his gray cloth bag had not disappeared, showing very realistically, hanging on the belt of "Taiyi", and the size was very compatible with Taiyi's body.
He reached in a daze.
It's empty inside.
Most of his wealth has been accumulated in mountains of reference books, talisman drawing tools, drawn talisman paper, gems, jade coins, gold beans, etc., except for two things.
Zheng Qing felt the coldness and softness that his fingertips touched, and his mind moved slightly and took them out.
A pocket watch.
A Dharma book.
The pocket watch was a gift from his husband when he was twelve years old. During the Battle of Black Prison, he used the power of the forbidden spell to pause the time for a moment. If it weren't for the black snail, Zheng Qing would have had the chance to go from the culprit who broke the Black Prison Castle to the hero who blocked the evil plan of the Siren King.
The Dharma Book was a "private customization" he bought in Shangyuan Bookstore with a golden bean before entering the first university. However, unlike the original version, this Dharma Book has only recorded one spell after being refined by the power of forbidden spells, a mantra he has not had the ability to recite until now.
Zheng Qing held the Dharma book in his left hand and the pocket watch in his right hand, and looked at the old man Ruoyu in shock.
"Apart from time, there are forbidden curses... Are legendary fighting so legendary?" He was slow, not doubting whether "Taiyi" could drive these two things, but he felt that these two choices were really tricky.
No matter which one is very dangerous to use.
Zheng Qing didn't want to accidentally get lost in the turbulence of time and space at such a young age, or be blown back to the blank space by the forbidden spell.
Old Man Ruoyu raised his hand, stretched out his thin index finger, and knocked his head: "—Don't forget what I told you at first, 'Give your imagination as much as possible'."
Imagination?
Zheng Qingfu was in his heart and immediately remembered his talisman gun - just like he did when he was hung in mid-air by Monteria - for the legend, the whole process became very simple.
Less than one breath.
"Taiyi" who was stunned for a moment, reached out and pulled out a huge Colt python from the void.
Click!
The sound of the magazine turning echoes throughout the world of clouds.