Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 222: The Legend of the Small Building (Part 2)
Hearing His Majesty the Emperor's words, Ning Que's expression became a little complicated. He subconsciously raised his hand and mocked the slightly hard thing in his arms through the black courtyard.
The dark passage underground in the small building was not long. Without walking for a long time, we came to the deepest part, which was an empty underground hall.
Ning Que was mentally prepared for what he would see today, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in this hall. The ground of the hall spread everywhere until it disappeared into the darkness, as if boundless, except for dust
There is nothing outside.
Without the countless rare treasures he imagined, there were no armored magic weapons, no iron man and beast, no traces of formations, the ground was clean and empty, and it was heart-wrenching.
This ground paved with granite has no gaps, and I don’t know what craftsmen used when building the palace.
Ning Que looked up at the dense night pearls on the top of the hall, as well as the stone walls with artificial traces, remembering the wisdom and action of the predecessors of the Tang Dynasty, and couldn't help but feel a little dazzled.
The emperor stood in Ning Que and walked towards the hall on the clean stone floor.
The two of them occasionally brought up a few wisps of dust for thousands of years.
Walking to the center of the wide stone ground, the emperor stopped.
Ning Que noticed a small hole appeared in the center of the ground without any gaps.
The edges of the black hole are smooth and blend perfectly with the ground, only as deep as ordinary people's palms.
The emperor said, "You know what to do."
Ning Que looked at the small hole on the ground and suddenly asked, "Is this the eye of the formation?"
The emperor said, "No, the eyes of the formation are in your arms."
Ning Que was shocked and speechless.
He always thought that the array eye should be an eye, and that the thing in his arms was just the key to open the array eye. Only then did he realize that the array eye was always on him, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
After a moment of silence, he took something out of his arms, put it at his feet, and slowly untied the cloth wrapped around it.
The cloth is a coarse cloth used by Sangsang to hold the soles. It is very strong. Sangsang has been wrapped in many layers, so it took Ning Que a long time to untie all the cloth on it.
A club-shaped thing lay calmly on the coarse cloth.
The material of this pestle is a bit strange, it seems to be metal or stone, with a faint smell of coldness, but the surface is as gentle as jade, with complex patterns engraved on it.
For decades, this club-shaped thing has been preserved by Master Yan Se.
Before the decisive battle with the great master of Light, Master Yan Se handed over this east to Sangsang and asked her to hand it over to Ning Que, so now it is in his hands.
The emperor looked at the pestle-shaped thing on the ground in silence, wondering if he remembered Master Yan Se, and his face was filled with a faint sadness and reminiscing about his feelings.
Ning Que reached out to hold the pestle, feeling the slightly cool and warm touch from his palm, and was a little nervous, putting his left hand up, taking a deep breath, forcibly calming his mind, making his hands stable and no longer tremble.
, then stood up and slowly inserted into the hole.
The pestle held in his hand fell into the ground inch by inch. Ning Que didn't feel any resistance, but could feel a smooth feeling coming back from the ground.
With a light sound, the pestle touched the bottom of the hole, as if it was locked by some kind of machine spring and there was a small part of it on the ground. The complex patterns carved on it made the pestle look like a carved one.
Flower.
Ning Que didn't know what was going to happen next, so he subconsciously retreated and wanted to stay away.
The emperor had no warning expression on his face, but just looked quietly at the half pestle on the ground.
Ning Que stopped and stood beside His Majesty the Emperor.
After a moment.
The half of the pestle on the ground suddenly lit up. To be more precise, the complex patterns on the pestle that were hard to understand lit up, like a flower bathing in the sun.
The complex patterns became brighter and brighter, and the light spread to the lower half of the pestle. Even the granite ground was shining with fiber marks, and the lines in the stone could be seen.
The light in the lines on the pestle gradually condenses, and seems to turn into a certain kind of glowing liquid, gradually flowing, flowing back and forth along the lines, which is particularly beautiful.
A crack suddenly appeared silently on the granite ground next to the pestle.
The crack spread extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye it passed through Ning Que's soles, which scared him. Then he noticed that these cracks were not real cracks, but rather channels formed by regular sinking of the ground.
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Countless stone troughs appeared on the clean and empty ground before.
More and more stone troughs appear, becoming more and more densely, like an invisible carving knife, drawing countless straight lines on the flat and smooth stone floor, cutting the ground into countless parts.
The light liquid on the pestle flowed down the complex lines and flowed into the stone trough next to it, and then flowed along the stone trough like a stream to the distance. However, there is absolutely no stream in the world that can be like these stone troughs.
The light flowed so quickly like a liquid, and it spread to the edge of the ground in an instant.
I don’t know if the pestle contains the light of many years, flowing to the ground, and it seems to be inexhaustible. After a moment, all the stone troughs lit up.
Ning Que looked at the magical scene in front of him, and a nervous and solemn expression appeared on his face, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his eyes kept moving with the flow of light and liquid in the stone trough.
The stone trough at the edge of the ground is the deepest, and the amount of light and liquid contained inside is the largest. Four extremely long straight lines encircle the ground in the center of the hall, as if it was a city.
There is a stone trough in the middle that is very deep and wide, bright and dazzling, and it seems to be a long street.
"Is this Suzaku Avenue?"
Ning Que looked at the stone trough and said to himself.
His Majesty the Emperor looked at his expression and smiled slightly.
Suddenly, the calm light liquid in the stone trough rolled violently, as if there was a fire below the ground, and the light liquid was cooked to a boil.
Ning Que's expression became more and more serious.
A very subtle sound rang in the underground hall, as if countless flowers were blooming, as if countless green trees were breathing, as if countless people were cheering.
In fact, it was just the light liquid in the stone trough that evaporated into gas.
The evaporated gas permeated the sky in the hall, shaking gently like clouds, and then failed to get rid of the gravity of the stone troughs on the ground and slowly gathered into flooded lines or surfaces.
These lines and surfaces with beautiful and pure light have formed countless three-dimensional structures above the ground. They are countless luminous buildings, which look so vain, but so real.
Ning Que looked at the palace with light in front of him, Yanming Mountain, which was about to reach its waist height in the distance, Wanyan Pagoda, which was less than knee-high in the right, and the luster in the distance
The thick and thick city walls were so shocking that they could not speak for a long time.
This is a miniature Chang'an City.
But what is real in this Chang'an city is alive.
The emperor walked outside.
Ning Que followed him, his body was a little stiff when he stepped on the south gate of the light-condensed south gate. When he stepped on the houses in Xicheng, he was even more careful and always felt that he had become a giant.
A random kick will cause great damage. Fortunately, the lines and surfaces condensed by light vapor seem to be inconsistent with the real world and there is no change when it comes into contact with his body.
Walking in this narrowly condensed Chang'an city condensed by light, Ning Que's feeling was very complicated and shocking. He saw many familiar buildings and scenery. He even found Lin47 Lane in the dense buildings and found it.
Lao Bizhai, the Lao Bizhai at this time is just a box.
Following His Majesty the Emperor, he finally walked out of the shrinking Chang'an City. For some reason, Ning Que felt much more relaxed and gasped twice while stroking his mouth.
The emperor looked at the Chang'an City in front of him and said, "The entire Chang'an City is a big formation."
Ning Que heard Master Yan Se talk about this.
"The world's largest array, the God-Shocking Array."
The emperor pointed to the pestle on the ground in the distance and the palace beside the pestle, and said, "The deep part of the small building we are standing on is the formation of this big array."
Then he pointed to the widest, deepest and brightest stone trough, and said, "The Zhuque Street is the root of the formation, the four walls of Chang'an City are also the root of the formation, and the city cave is the gate of Shenghui."
"This formation contains countless divine talismans, and the painting of Suzaku is the most powerful one. When Wei Guangming was hiding in Chang'an City without breath, he would avoid it. If he had dared to fully display his realm in the city at that time,
This formation can kill him in an instant."
Ning Que listened silently and focusedly.
The emperor pointed to the Guanghu Lake at the foot of Yanming Mountain in the south of the city and said, "This formation in Chang'an City is not easy to build and maintain. The reason why the imperial court spent a huge amount of money to build Ling Yanming Lake last year was that it had nothing to do with people's livelihood.
The maintenance and repair of the formation has always been the responsibility of the Tianshu Department.”
"The Great Formation of Shocking God has a history of thousands of years, but it has not been activated once. However, every emperor of my Tang Dynasty has to spend national efforts and ensure that the formation is intact. Do you know why this is?"
The emperor looked at Ning Que and asked.
Ning Que said: "Because this is my last shelter in the Tang Dynasty."
"The word "sanctuary" is good."
The emperor said calmly: "With this great formation, Chang'an City will be worry-free, Chang'an City will be worry-free. Even if the national strength of our Tang Dynasty declines and falls apart, we will eventually be reborn from the ashes."
Ning Que said: "The master once told me that if it is time to start the Great Scare Formation, it means that my Tang Dynasty will reach the most dangerous moment."
"So this array has never been activated."
The emperor said: "But as long as it continues to exist in the world, no matter whether it moves or does not move, Chang'an is safe and the Tang Dynasty is safe."
Ning Que successfully climbed the mountain. After entering the second floor of the academy, he was invited to enter the palace. At that time, His Majesty the Emperor said that he would take him to see something in the future. Today he finally saw it.
Master Yan Se once took him up the city tower and looked down at Chang'an City, saying that he would hand over this formation to his hands. Now that the master has passed away, it is finally his turn to take on this responsibility.
He looked at the Chang'an City in front of him, and his thoughts were full of thoughts...