The study of the principles of artistic conception lasted for five or six hours. Wu Maxi still felt that he still had a lot to learn, but he had to stop studying today. The place and time were not suitable, and he did not have much time to study as much as he wanted.
After putting all the luggage and clothes into the elephant ring, Wu Maxi jumped into the cold pool and began to bathe.
This water is a bit cold and weird. I don’t know where the source is, and why it can still stay so cold after flowing for such a long distance. The cold pool is very small and shallow. I don’t see the entrance of the cave, and I don’t know where the water is.
Where did it flow away from? The whole crypt is filled with a strange feeling.
The famous traveler Lou Yuyi once said that in some corners of the world, there are always some incredible things, which seem to be completely beyond the common sense and general laws in people's impressions. For example: Nanli's Backflow River Falls, Qiu Yuan Well
The spherical water surface has bright peaks that are tilted by the wind.
This cold spring at the bottom of the Quqing Mountains is already very normal compared with the weird ones. Wu Ma Xi had no intention of going into details. He buried his whole head and face in the water and silently felt the temperature of the water. This kind of
The cold gave him rare peace and clarity in his soul.
He could feel the bottom of the cold pool. It was an extremely strange rock with unique textures, like human fingerprints, but much more complicated. Wu Maxi's fingers swam over those textures, exploring them.
The trajectory seems to be vaguely rewarding.
An extremely cold feeling passed through the fingers of his right hand, like a small loach.
All the fish have been caught. Is there still something alive in this pool?
Before Wuma Xi could finish her thoughts, a ray of extreme coldness suddenly passed through her crotch. When she lowered her head and looked carefully, she saw a subtle silver light passing under her crotch, flickering unsteadily.
Ningsi pulls!
Wuma Xi crawled to the shore and crawled to the shore. She lay on the shore and looked at the seven or eight silver threads swimming in the pool, her face changing color.
This kind of silk thread often appears in the Huaihua Well in Lizhou, Central Plains. No one knows whether it is a living thing or something. It divides and reproduces like many microorganisms and swims like ordinary animals. But this kind of thing does not need to eat.
, incorporeal after death.
The most dangerous thing about this kind of thing is that it drills whenever it sees a hole, often drilling into the bladder against the person's urethra, and then freezes all the urine in the bladder into ice cubes. That's it. Wuma Xi is not suitable.
If he was really possessed by Ningsi, it would probably be even more miserable than that time when he was cursed with self-rescue.
Fortunately, I escaped in time!
Wuma was so frightened that he wiped the water off his body and put on his clothes.
Although she didn't know what time it was, she calculated that it was almost time to go to bed. This place was too cold and not a good place to sleep, so Wu Ma Xi planned to find another place to rest.
After taking back the traps arranged around him, Wu Ma Xi was about to leave when an idea suddenly occurred to him. He took out a jasper pot and tried to capture the condensing thread in the cold pool. Soon a silver thread penetrated into it.
The jade pot, but as soon as the jade pot left the water pool, the silk strands quickly dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye. While dissolving, it released extreme cold, freezing all the water in the jade pot into ice cubes.
After several attempts, the result was the same. After continuous tossing, the jasper pot also broke into pieces. Although there were many containers in the elephant ring, Wu Maxi had no intention of continuing to try and turned around to leave.
Marks were made along the way, and within half an hour of walking, Wu Ma Xi found a suitable place. After setting it up, she began to lie down and rest. While dreaming and waking up, a flash of light suddenly flashed across her face, and she remembered being at the bottom of a cold pool.
Among the textures I touched, there are several continuous transitions, which are very similar to the artistic conception structure.
Wu Ma Xi began to calculate these two turning points in his mind. The arc of the turning point was extremely beautiful. However, because Wu Ma Xi remembered too few fragments, it was impossible to calculate the details of this arc. He tossed and turned for a moment, then stood up.
Come, pack your luggage and return to the Hantan area.
She lay beside the cold pool and watched for a long time, but did not see Ningsi Lian coming or going, but Wu Maxi still did not dare to go into the water. After thinking for a moment, her eyes focused on the luminous ore on the roof of the cave.
He took out the flying dragon, weaved a curse to exorcise corpses and flew to the top of the cave, getting closer to the luminous ore to observe.
This is a light blue crystal with a clear interior and smooth surface, which looks extremely beautiful.
These ores seemed to be extraordinary things. Wu Maxi quickly took out a "Mining Guide" from the elephant ring and looked through it under the blue light. It didn't take long to find the source of this ore.
This kind of mineral is called fluorescent jade, and many lighting talismans are made of this mineral. It is said that in the prosperous and prosperous Central Plains, fluorescent lamps are already very popular. But in the southwest, as far as Wuma Xi has seen,
, each spiritual fluorescent lamp can be sold for a sky-high price, and during use, it also needs to be charged with righteous beads, which is a huge expense. Only few can afford it, and most people still use it.
Primitive lighting tools such as candlesticks and oil lamps are used.
The fluorescent jade mines in front of Wu Maxi are light green in color and flawless. They can be regarded as top-grade fluorescent jade mines, and their value should be close to one hundred thousand gold coins. A total of six of these ores are inlaid on the top of the cave.
The total price exceeds half a million gold coins.
There are indeed treasures everywhere under the ground.
Wu Maxi carefully pried off all six ores, put five into the elephant ring, and tied the other to a prosthetic device. She reached the bottom of the pool and began to observe the textures on the bottom of the pool and study them carefully.
Those textures are laid out all over the bottom of the pool. Judging from the fineness of the lines, there are no traces of artificial carvings. They seem to be the natural texture of the rocks. There seems to be some abnormality in the color of a certain structure in the lower right corner.
In the recesses, there are wisps of slight silver light flickering. When you look closely, you can see that it is the condensing threads that fill the entire blank space. These silvery white lines are still between the textures, as if they are completely lifeless.
Wu Ma Xi looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything unusual. She ignored Ning Si Qian and concentrated on trying to figure out the strange rock textures.
After a rough mental calculation, these textures are indeed a bit strange, and there is a faint flavor of artistic conception at the turning point. But even if it is really artistic conception, this kind of miraculous craftsmanship of nature is very different from today's artistic conception theory. Based on Wu Maxi's superficial theory
With artistic conception knowledge, it is simply impossible to analyze the working mode of these structures.
Wu Maxi was self-aware that what he was good at was structural restoration rather than analysis of principles. He took out a piece of kraft paper and began to copy these textures.
The bottom of the pool is very flat, with no undulations. In other words, these textures are just a plane map, and no matter how complex it is, it is limited. But the scale of this texture map is indeed not small. Wu Ma Xi lay on the edge of the pool, using fluorescent jade.
The dim light illuminates the tracing, starting from the structure with condensation and gradually expanding to the surroundings.
Due to the weak light and strange lines, Wu Maxi's painting work was not fast, but his brush strokes were extremely firm and steady. During the rise and fall of the diagonal pen, smart and accurate arcs were presented in his pen.
Wu Ma Xi's mind quickly sank into these lines, without any distractions, only these lines were in her eyes.
In the indulgence, it seems to be extremely quiet, and the only sound in my ears is the slight sound of the diagonal pen falling on the paper.
After an unknown amount of time, a heavy footstep sounded in the dark passage, like thunder in Wuma Xi's silent world.
Someone came in.
Wu Ma Xi immediately woke up and without even bothering to identify the other party's position, he put the fluorescent jade ore and kraft paper into the elephant ring. The entire cave immediately became dark. Wu Ma Xi quickly changed his position and relied on the wind.
As night falls, it quickly dissolves into darkness.
Based on her memory, Wu Maxi got into a narrow passage, but did not stay away immediately. Instead, she hid inside and peeped. After a moment, an orange light came from the passage next to it, which quickly grew from weak to strong.
, and then a thin and sharp figure appeared in the cave, it was Feng Qingxu.
Wu Maxi's mood trembled for a moment, and then he calmed down. Feng Qingxu got into this underground passage. He didn't know whether he was chasing Meng Yingzi or himself, but it was definitely not appropriate to meet him.
Wuma Xi glanced at the side, then turned and left without any hesitation. With his strength, it was absolutely impossible to take advantage of Feng Qingxu.
After walking along the passage for about half an hour, I came to a fork in the road. I chose the left path and continued forward. After walking for about an hour, I found an open and accessible place and began to arrange blood vessels in the surrounding passages.
Information trap.
After the trap was set up, Wu Maxi sat on the ground and began to study the rock textures he had just copied. About two-thirds of the picture had been copied, and except for some corners, almost the entire bottom of the pool had been copied.
Come down.
From a structural point of view, most of these lines are messy, such as in the area where the silk threads lurk.
According to Wu Maxi's original speculation, this area should be the area most likely to constitute the artistic conception, so the analysis started from this area. However, after calculating all the way, he soon became disappointed.
According to the existing knowledge of the artistic conception principle, the lines in this area are extremely unreasonable, and the vertical and horizontal movements are completely random. If the artistic conception branches are woven according to this structure, Wu Ma Xi can also deduce these based on the level of the artistic conception principle.
The structure is mostly meaningless, and there are a few places where things are bound to go too far.
Are these lines really just messy and meaningless textures?
Wu Ma Xi was not very sure, so he followed the area all the way to the right for analysis.
The style of these lines is strange, and the existing "Impression Structure Spectrum" cannot be applied at all. But fortunately, this is only a flat structure, and Wu Maxi's calculations are not precise, so it goes very quickly.
During the calculation, some lines occasionally appeared. The turns and arcs were extremely beautiful, and the structure was magical. They seemed to be some natural artistic conception weaving, which refreshed Wu Maxi's spirit, but what followed immediately was another...
It was a mess. After a few hours, Wu Ma Xiyou's head was already messy and numb from these lines. He put away the drawings slumpedly and closed his eyes to rest.
In the darkness, it is easiest to experience the feeling of extreme tranquility. The heartbeat and gentle breathing are the only sounds in this cave.
Wu Maxi sat for a while, her mind gradually became clear and calm, and she was about to take a rest, when suddenly a message came into the sea of consciousness.
This is the blood message that has been triggered, which is the direction it came from. It seems that Feng Qingxu is following.
Wuma Xi quickly tidied up the place and placed several powerful traps at the entrance of the cave. Then he entered an inconspicuous small passage and used the wind to enter the night to lurk and wait quietly in the darkness.dd