Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 388 The Wisdom of Mortals

"You mean... we can't find her at all, we can only cooperate with you?" Taigong Lan's stiff face twitched slightly.

Mei Bixi cast eyes like a fool, and finally couldn't help her poisonous tongue: "Are you a maggot? As long as the House of Commons completely withdraws its troops and allows free exploration of the ruins, it will satisfy her real purpose.

At that time, as long as you don't meddle in the ruins, concentrate on cleaning up the mess in the lower city, and when we finish our own affairs, everything will naturally return to normal. "

"Then why didn't she come to talk to us directly?!" The situation was out of control and he was insulted face to face, Lan Taigong finally couldn't hold back the hypocritical mask, and roared.

"First of all, the poet is not a person who does things according to the rules. It is the nature of her position to be able to use intrigue and tricks and never take the sunny road.

Secondly, do you think Consérémius is a person who can speak clearly?If it wasn't for this trash who is a vegetarian meal to make troubles for our actions one after another, why did things get so troublesome?
If I let this Palace lead the House of Commons...forget it, this is your own business. "Mei Bixi said halfway, sighed, waved her hands in a disinterested manner, got up and walked towards the gate of the manor.

"I'm going to negotiate with the House of Commons. During this time, I can only ask you to come forward and control the situation. Don't let Conslamur continue to slaughter civilians, and don't kill our expedition team too much!
Don't forget, only when the situation in the lower city is stable can you achieve your goal. "Lan Taigong shouted from behind: "By the way, don't forget the ancient relics in the ruins, except for one that belongs to you, the rest are mine! "

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As the instigator who caused blood to flow in the lower town of Van Baer, ​​Zhen Cheng is... traveling.

A musical instrument with beautiful curves that Zhen Cheng had never heard of; a beautiful building that abandoned all geometry and symmetry; a translucent star about one-third the size of the moon.

Zhen Cheng looked at the scene in front of him with a solemn expression.

The three images are not slides flashing continuously, but the same thing is presented in front of Zhen Cheng's eyes, which is real.

It was a musical instrument-shaped, planet-sized building, floating in the starry sky not far away, full of poetic romance.

"In front of all distinguished guests is the headquarters of the Wanwo Church. We have just circled around at an angular speed of [-] degrees per minute, and we will land directly. Please prepare for the landing, and there will be no bumps on the way."

The palm-sized female fairy with butterfly-like colorful wings explained in a melodious voice.There were about a hundred people standing behind Zhen Cheng, all with their mouths half-opened looking at the spectacle outside the fully transparent ship.

They are Ms. Gaisha, Old Walker, Mr. Falme, Mr. Logist, and the core members of their respective gangs.

Although these bumpkins in the lower city live in a unified universe with an unpredictable upper limit, they have never had the opportunity to see the stars and the deep space in their entire lives.The scene in front of them was something they could never imagine in their entire lives.

"So what kind of organization is Wanwo Church? In addition, I just used the last chance to ask for help in exchange for a place for these people to hide freely. Why can't I connect to the Oka neuron after I come in?"

Zhen Cheng pressed his temples and felt a little headache.Why does a good layout always involuntarily involve various situations beyond one's own knowledge and cognition?

She vaguely remembered that when she first entered Blood Candle Castle, she heard the guides of the All Wo Church talk about this place where she believed in her mentor, Qu Yun, but she never knew more about it in detail.

On the contrary, from the perspective that no one else can see, Xiao Hei floats lazily like a big jellyfish inside the fully transparent starship, ups and downs happily.

Xiaobai on Ai Luogensi's shoulder looked greedy, and seemed to have the desire to have fun.He sneaked a glance at his master, and was stared back by the cold, selective eyes, then began to tremble non-stop, never daring to look up at Xiao Hei again.

"Maybe it's the keyword 'freedom' that's hidden, which touched Master Misha's judgment rules?" The little fairy rested her chin on her hand, tapped her index finger on her cheek, and put on a thoughtful look:

"After all, the Land of Myriads of Me is the freest place in the heavens and myriad realms. As for the Orca neurons being isolated, it is because the existence of Orca neurons is incompatible with the dimension of the Land of Myriads of Me.

As for the Church of Myself, it is the core of the Land of Myriad, the place where God's servants control the laws and beliefs.

Or to put it in the words of your hometown, Miss Poet, it is... the central government, the Supreme Court, the General Command, and the Cardinal of the Holy Land. "

Hearing this, Zhen Cheng grabbed her hair.Things have become too strange, as smart as she is, she even gets lost in not being able to find the point of the question: "Ah...so what is the Land of Myriad Me? What does it have to do with my tutor?"

Since Qu Yun doesn't seem to want to explain it for the time being, maybe she can get the answer directly from here?
In the end, he finally found the key point, but in exchange for Xiaoxianzi's slightly sad answer: "Sorry, I can't answer this question."

Seeing Zhen Cheng's bitter face with great regret, she flapped her wings and added: "The Land of Myriads of Me is a place of absolute freedom, and there are no rules prohibiting me from revealing information.

Can't answer, purely because... I don't know.

If you are very concerned about this matter, maybe you can consult the high-ranking priest of My Church.But right now, Miss Poet seems to have something to do beforehand, why don't you come over and ask next time? "

Zhen Cheng nodded and stepped onto the glazed platform of Wanwo Church.About the distance from the satellite to the earth, there is no feeling of weightlessness, acceleration and deceleration in a few words, this is the technology of the land of me.

I don't know whether the hatch of the transparent spaceship can be moved freely, or the angle of docking has a clever reference to psychology. Zhen Cheng feels as if he walked directly onto the platform from the surrounding space without barriers.The group of Vatican Bieer bumpkins who followed her were even more amazed.

"First look at the goods, and then arrange the places where these people live. Senior sister Misha should have already arranged it?" Zhen Cheng stepped into the headquarters of Wanwo Church and instructed the little fairy.

After fully entering this star-like building, the melodious sound of the piano rang in her ears immediately.

Different from the sound on the earth that can be heard clearly and can be easily recorded with music scores, this kind of mysterious sound is light and ethereal, and it seems that you can't hear it if you don't pay attention.But if you listen carefully, you can hear extremely clearly without changing the volume.

Zhen Cheng can barely distinguish that they are basically musical tones, and many overlapping chords are intertwined, but they don't look messy at all.It feels like the illusion of listening to more than a dozen concerts one after another, but blending in memory at the same point in time.

There is only one way to do this, and that is to avoid the physical resonance of the instrument, that is, the interior of the entire star, and instead use all the souls in the cavity of the instrument as the resonance cavity to play.

It is very normal to use oneself to play music. Since the first howl of primitive humans, the resonance of the cranial cavity, thoracic cavity and abdominal cavity has been helping us to amplify the volume and modify the timbre.

As for the high-dimensional means of resonating music with the soul... This is the first time Zhen Cheng experienced it, and it is wonderful.

"Understood!" The little fairy flipped around lively, flapping her wings to lead the way ahead, not forgetting the duty of a tour guide:

"What you are hearing now is the sound of the Dao of the Land of Myriads of Me. Every minute and every second, everyone listens to it, and it will be a different sound. They are always coherent, and will last forever and will not repeat.

It is both infinite and eternal; there is no trace to be found, but it is also a true portrayal of everything contained in everything in the world. "

(End of this chapter)