Tianshi Museum

Xia Zha was amused by Shen Gun's statement, and then went to see Lingjiao, how stupid and cute it was.

"So you called it 'chichi'."

Little Fat Jiao: "Jiji!"

In fact, there is one more thing that Shen Gun didn't say. In ancient times, it was already extremely difficult for a big jiao to transform into a dragon, let alone now.Now, it is lucky that the Lingjiao can break out of the egg, and I am afraid that it will not wait until the day when it transforms into a dragon.

This world, every second, is weakening the extraordinary.

Whether it is a celestial master or a ghost, sooner or later, they will disappear and be annihilated in the long river.

In this process, the first to be "cleaned" are those who were once the strongest.

Although Shen Gun didn't say it clearly, Xia Zha actually felt it. As a thousand-year-old zombie, the longer he stayed in the world, the more alienated he would feel from the world.

Everything is clear, only oneself is chaos.

Lingjiao is very clingy to Xia Zha and doesn't want to leave, so the two tacitly keep it.

He took pictures of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, pointed at them one by one, and asked what kind of environment Xiao Pangjiao lived in. He shook his head and nodded foolishly.I don't know how it lived before, it is really confusing.

Xia Zha thought for a while, and made a nest for the little fat jiao.

He has good hands-on ability, and the nest is decent.The size of the nest is very suitable for the current length of the Lingjiao, it is just right to lie in, and the ball will be soft and warm after a while.

The little fat dragon wagged its tail happily, and the golden red scales at the base seemed to be shining brightly.

"Is it comfortable?" Xia Zha asked it.

Little Fat Jiao nodded dizzily.

"When will you be able to speak?"

It's really difficult to communicate like this.

"It's still early." Shen Gun said, "With this IQ, I still have to practice for 200 years."

After understanding this, Xiao Pangjiao angrily jumped from the nest to Xia Zha's shoulder, and bared his half-grown teeth at Shen Gon.

At this moment, Xia Zha's cell phone rang—it was the alarm clock he had set.

He took it over and took a look, then tapped on the phone with his pale fingertips, operating something.

The chubby jiao left Xia Zha's shoulders and crawled around on him, waiting for his two big eyes, feeling that everything he saw was very novel.In the end, its tail wrapped around Xia Zha's wrist, and its front paws lay on the back of Xia Zha's right hand. The soybean-sized black eyes kept turning as Xia Zha's fingertips swiped across the phone screen.

Seeing Lingjiao grabbing Xia Zha's slender hand, Shen Gun felt it was particularly annoying: "It's so ugly."

"Huh?" Xia Zha raised his head and realized that Shen Gong was talking about the little fat jiao, so he kneaded its body with his left hand until he squinted his eyes comfortably, "It's not ugly, it's round and soft, and it feels good to the touch. "

After finishing speaking, he lifted up the Lingjiao: "Do you want to touch it?"

Shen Gun refused.

Xia Zha expressed deep regret.

"doing what?"

"Downloading software." Xia Zha let Xiaopangjiao wrap his wrist around his wrist again, and explained to Shen Gong, "It's a software called Yuzu Live, have you heard of it?"

"No." Shen Gong shook his head.

He has never played with his mobile phone very much, and sometimes even neglects to use its communication function, and is always in a state of being out of touch with the outside world, let alone the entertainment function of the mobile phone.

"It's the platform where Feiya broadcast live." Xia Zha explained, "After solving the 'ghost hit the wall' matter, Xiaojia said that Feiya will conduct the last live broadcast at [-] o'clock, bid farewell to the audience, and then concentrate on studying, and invited me to watch .”

With that said, after the software was downloaded and installed, Xia Zha was not proficient in operating it, so he fumbled hard and registered for an account.

"I will live broadcast." Shen Gun raised his eyebrows, "If you like it, deduct 1, if you don't like it, button your eyes."

"Why is 1 deducted?" Xia Zha was curious.

"Why don't you ask why you button eyeballs?"

Xia Zha seriously thought about it.

It may be that the subconscious feels that the proposition "I don't like buttonholes", although the three views are not correct, seems to be within the logical and explainable range.

But why do you want to deduct 1 for liking?

As soon as Shen Gun saw Xia Zha's serious expression, his heart softened: "This is an Internet term, and 'deduction 1' expresses approval, receipt and affirmation."

Xia Zha realized: "This statement is very interesting."

After some effort, Xia Zha found Fei Ya's live broadcast room.

Because of the hot search incident, as soon as the news that she was going to live broadcast was released, many people quickly gathered in the live broadcast room.

However, Fia was no longer excited by the heat.

She was rescued today, and after washing her face and putting on light makeup, she still looked haggard and thin.But her eyes were particularly bright, and she was joking in the live broadcast room.

"As for the whole story of my disappearance, since it involves the secrets of the universe, I won't go into details. Everyone will treat me as if I fell into a hole before being picked up. But because of this incident, I want to go through a lot and understand a lot."

"I am very grateful to those who have supported me along the way, and I would like to formally say goodbye to everyone here. I have to bid farewell to this platform for the time being, and the return date is uncertain. As for future plans..."

"Talk to everyone about the most touching words I've heard in the past two days - 'The two girls haven't come home for four days, they must be hungry'."

Having said that, Fia sniffed.

"So my next goal is to be a gentle and transparent person."

After saying what she wanted to say, she simply turned off the live broadcast, leaving only the restless audience in the live broadcast room.

For a while, the message was too fast to be read clearly.

After careful identification, I found that among the people who left messages, there were reasonable people who said they respected the opinion of the anchor; netizen.

The pace of modern life is too fast, and people always put on countless faces to vent on the Internet.

Xia Zha turned off the live broadcast and uninstalled the software.

"Indulging in the illusion of network construction, maliciously speculating about self-orgasm, and getting stuck in it without knowing it may be the real 'ghost hitting the wall'."

"Not bad." Shen Gun likes his saying, "Postmodernism 'ghosts hit the wall'."

When Lingjiao was still growing, he slept soundly in the nest most of the day.

Because Xia Zha was looking forward to Fat Jiao's speech very much, Shen Gun threw it a Juling Jade Pendant to let it practice hard.Since then, the chubby jiao no longer grinned at Shen Gon, but shook his head every time he saw him, and curled up when he was sleeping, holding the jade pendant tightly in his arms.

In the following time, there was no entrustment to be resolved. Xia Zha and Shen Gun stayed in Tianbo, and together they sorted out the books and notes left by Master Shen Gun.

There are not many records about spiritual eyes in the book.

It may be because the celestial masters and Taoists back then didn't know much about spiritual eyes, so all they can leave is a few guesses.

There are more descriptions about the composition of the spiritual eye formation, the materials needed to strengthen and repair the spiritual eye every year, and other precautions.

After several searches, the information obtained was almost the same as what Shen Gun had speculated at the scene.

"The anomaly of the spiritual eye this time can definitely be caused by man-made sabotage. The sub-array was cut cleanly and neatly, with fine techniques." Shen Gong took out an atlas of arrays, pointed to a ring around the periphery, "the damaged part It's here."

Xia Zha probed to look.

Speaking of which, the making of formations, talismans, and elixirs all required talent, and Shen Gun was uniquely endowed in this regard and was a master.Although Xia Zha is difficult to refine into real objects because of his physical condition, his understanding of the principles can make him enter.

"This part should not have much impact on the entire formation."

"Yes." Shen Dang nodded, "Although it is easy to disassemble, it is difficult to repair, but even if this sub-array is not repaired in time, it will not have any effect on the effect of the seal in a short period of time."

"But you just said that the anomaly of the supernatural is man-made sabotage. Who has such ability?"

It must not be an ordinary person who can consciously and deliberately destroy the seal that has existed for a long time.

Moreover, if it was intentional sabotage, he would need to know the existence of the spiritual eye, the location of the seal, and even the formation diagram of the seal, so as to know the consequences of the damage to the extent of the seal.Only in this way can he accurately find the formation, and then destroy a part of it accurately without touching the backlash of the formation, and then escape quickly.

His intention was not to do devastating damage to the formation.

"Probably an old guy who has lived for a long time." Shen Gun guessed, "Like my master."

Shen Gun once said that his master passed away four years ago at the age of 150.

Thinking of this, Xia Zha pondered: "Since this is the case, the time for destroyers should be approaching."

"More than 100 years old is the limit of human beings. No matter how pretentious a Taoist priest is, he can't escape natural decline. Knowing that he can't escape, he tries his best to seek it."

From this point of view, his intention...

Xia Zha suddenly thought of the huge spiritual energy that appeared and disappeared in vain when there was a problem with the seal.

Thinking of this, he and Shen Gun looked at each other, and saw a look of certainty in each other's eyes.

"Aura."

"Aura."

That's right, it's a rich and pure aura.

Not many people know about the spiritual eye, and they can retreat after enduring such a majestic spiritual energy-but those guys with a long life may think of a way.

Xia Zha still had black hair loose at the moment, pursed his lips in thought, and had solemn eyebrows and eyes.

Shen Gun took the hair tie and tied his hair up: "Don't frown, if you want to know anything, just ask me."

"You told me earlier that only the cultivators of the Five Cities and the formation map of the Nine Spirit Eyes were known to the practitioners many years ago and the defenders of the Five Cities today, and the Five Cities have long since lost contact with each other. Now, can you find other The seal of the four cities?"

"Yes." Shen Gun's tone was firm, "There are maps left by the predecessors. Although the measures for hiding the sealing formation in various cities have been changed over and over again over the years, it is not a big problem."

Xia Zha asked again: "What about repairing the formations in other cities?"

"I can do it."

Others are not necessarily - unless there is a detailed formation diagram.

The reason why Shen Gun said this was because although he didn't have the formation map of the seals of other cities, his formation skills were excellent, and the seals of the five cities were similar, so it was not difficult to draw inferences about other cases.

"Could the saboteur be the former defender?"

This point, Shen Gun had thought of it in the process of repairing the sealing formation.

But it's just a guess, because the saboteur may have killed other defenders and obtained relevant information.

Xia Zha obviously thought of this too.

"I don't know if the destroyer used to be a defender, but he must be a yin cultivator now. Near the destroyed sub-formation, a residual evil aura was found."

"Yin cultivator?"

Xia Zha had never heard of this kind of cultivator.

"Cultivators who have gone to evil ways and done a lot of evil in order to cultivate by unscrupulous means." Mentioning this, Shen Gun looked disgusted, "Like a mouse in the gutter, hiding in hiding and not seeing the sun, it is very disgusting."

He can defeat the opponent standing upright in front of him, but it is difficult to find a wicked mouse who is good at avoiding in the sewer.