The Emperor's Daughter Arrives: Upgrade to Fight Monsters and Find Husbands

After saying this, Pu Yi remained silent.

All around you could hear the roar of fireballs.

While Jiu Tang was dealing with countless fireballs flying around him, he was pondering over the dean's words.

Neither real nor imaginary, neither true nor false, empty or real....

Of course, what is transformed by illusion is not real. Things that can be touched and felt can naturally be regarded as "non-real". But what does this “non-virtual” refer to?

Isn't illusion, that is, illusory stuff, false?

How do you say it is "not virtual"?

It cannot be touched, and its attacks will not cause harm.

Jiu Tang narrowed his eyes, thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

If she had to rely on brute force to defeat these ten thousand fireballs one by one, she would probably die of exhaustion.

but.

The surrounding attacks did not give her so much time to think. During the time she was just thinking, the water ball condensed a little slower, and the steaming fireball roared towards her again.

The flames seemed to be about to catch the hem of her skirt.

Jiu Tang had no time to think, so he threw hundreds of water balloons. The water balloons exploded, bringing a slight chill.

Her head is a little clearer, unlike the dizzy head that was made by the heat just now.

She felt that her thoughts were a little off, but for a while she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Attacks from all around came one after another. After dealing with hundreds of fireballs, Jiutang's spiritual power gradually became weaker, and the speed of condensing water balls also slowed down.

He quickly took out two more pills and took them.

After another quarter of an hour, Jiu Tang estimated that the fireballs had only destroyed more than a thousand fireballs.

Her forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, her face gradually began to turn red due to being burned by the surrounding flames, and her lips turned from moist to dry and cracked.

Under excessive fatigue, Jiu Tang's consciousness began to become a little blurry. It just mechanically condenses the water balls and throws them around.

She really didn't know how to tell whether the fireballs in front of her were real or fake.

In the haze, my mother's gentle and patient face seemed to appear in front of me.

"Mother..." Jiutang murmured. Scenes from the past quickly appeared before my eyes.

When she was just born, a strange phenomenon came from the sky in the clan, and the rays of light flourished. With her cry, the begonia flowers in the clan bloomed one after another, and the petals spread all over the clan. Begonia flower is the sacred flower of the clan. It is said that it was left behind by an ancient god in the Jiuzhao clan.

And because of her extraordinary talent in medicine, she even far surpassed her brother. Therefore, she was trained as Jiuzhao's heir from a very young age.

As soon as she was able to condense the spiritual power of the fire element, her mother began to guide her step by step in making alchemy.

At that time, she was still very young and could not control her mental power well. She made a mess inside the alchemy furnace. Occasionally, after the furnace is blown up, the floor will always be dirty with the dust from the explosion.

"Mom, what's the use of this spiritual power? It's not like spiritual power that allows me to see. I just throw the medicinal materials in and use spiritual power to control the firepower outside. Isn't that okay? You can also refine elixirs."

The little Jiu Zhaotang pouted and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Her mother always wiped her clean gently and answered her questions patiently: "Tangtang. If we only throw in the herbs, then we may be able to get the elixir, but its effect will definitely be extremely poor.

Well...just imagine the process of alchemy as...you are creating a new world. Wouldn't this be more interesting? "

"A new world?" Jiu Zhaotang asked in confusion.

"Yes. When we refine elixirs, it's like... it's like creating a new world. The medicinal materials are those mountains and rivers. If there are only mountains, rivers and rivers in a world, then this world will be lifeless. , right? So, we have to control our spiritual power, enter this world, and create little rabbits and ducks for it. In this way, the world will have life.

As for elixirs, through the control of our spiritual power, the effects of various herbs can be coordinated with each other, so that the refined elixirs can be considered perfect. The elixir also has a life of its own. Only in this way can we go a long way on the road to alchemy. "

"But I can't control it well. It's not like spiritual power, which has color. Spiritual power doesn't exist, and I can't see it..."

Shangguan Yi smiled and shook his head:

"Child, how could it not exist? The power of spirit is our...thoughts. Spiritual power can be seen and touched, but our thoughts are invisible and intangible. That's why we only use it when refining elixirs. Be clear of distracting thoughts and focus on your heart. Imagine that in this world, there are only you and the alchemy furnace in front of you. Only by immersing yourself in your world can the existence of thoughts be truly discovered."

Jiu Zhaotang's eyes were confused, and he nodded half-understanding.

The mother smiled and rubbed her head, wiped her face clean, tied her long scattered hair into a small braid, and pulled her away gradually.

"Master! What are you doing!" Xiaoyu shouted anxiously.

Why did you suddenly start to lose your mind?

Jiu Tang breathed out, blinked his eyes, and woke up from the memories.

She did not understand what her mother said back then, but after many subsequent practices, she still successfully used her spiritual power to refine the elixir. Many years have passed, but now, she seems to suddenly understand something.

Perhaps... "non-reality" refers to the result, that is to say, the things created by illusion are all expected but not achieved. And "Feixu" is about the process of creating illusions!

Even illusory things cannot be created out of thin air.

Tangible and sensible attacks are created by practitioners through tangible and sensible spiritual power. But illusion, that is, created through the power of the spirit, is what people commonly call - ideas!

When Jiu Tang thought of this, he suddenly became enlightened, raised the corner of his mouth, and a bright light burst out from his eyes.

"Dean! I know! It's... thoughts!" Jiutang suddenly raised his head and shouted upwards.

The surrounding fireballs were suspended in mid-air and suddenly paused. The old man outside coughed slightly, seeming a little surprised that she reacted so quickly.

After all, Park Yiyi just wanted her to feel the power of illusion so that she could concentrate on her studies. I didn't expect to be guessed so quickly.

Jiu Tang looked at the suddenly stagnant fireball and felt happy: Did she really guess right?

The old man in the void smiled, and the sound of drinking was heard again.

Returning leisurely to:

"Yes, tangible things are created through spiritual power, and intangible things such as illusions are naturally created through invisible things. But there are still eight thousand. Hehe."

Jiu Tang: .....I thought I would pause if I guessed it.