The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

The silver-white walls seemed to be poured and cast from an unknown metal.

Song Lanyi was in an empty space, surrounded by endless bright silver, as if he couldn't see the edge at a glance, only a pillar stood in the very center of the space.

The column is a perfect cylinder with a hollow in the middle, in which light seems to shine faintly.

Song Lanyi looked left and right, he looked like a country bumpkin who just entered the city, everything he saw was novel.

It's not that she is rare and strange, it's really...in this ancient world where Confucianism and Taoism prevailed, there is such a technological space, it's simply...unbelievable!

She touched left and right, and saw that the originally hard metal was slowly dented after she exerted some strength, revealing a pothole on the wall.

When Song Lanyi moved his finger away, a layer of ripples appeared on the metal, and quickly returned to its original appearance.

This is... memory metal?
Song Lanyi groped all the way, and finally stopped in front of the core of the pillar.

The moment Song Lanyi approached the core, it seemed to be activated. The surrounding halo, like faint ripples circled on the water surface, gradually spread outward. When it reached Song Lanyi, the halo seemed to be Swallowed by her, he disappeared without a trace.

Song Lanyi just blinked, and saw a light screen appearing in front of him.

Words that Song Lanyi couldn't understand flashed on the light screen, but it gave Song Lanyi a feeling of being seen through.

"%&*￥#..."

After a series of babbling words, Song Lanyi felt lonely after hearing it anyway.

But the next moment, her plain complexion suddenly changed.

"The comprehension reaches the threshold, and the elite assessment qualification is obtained:"

"Create the ultimate secret method based on the principles and magical powers you have learned."

The ultimate secret method?

What is this?
Can this technological civilization really be in line with fantasy fairy tales?

As if sensing what Song Lanyi was thinking, the mechanical voice responded naturally:
"According to the information in this world, the ultimate secret method is equivalent to the secret method of a half-step saint. It involves a preliminary understanding of the Dao. It meets the comprehension requirements of elite disciples."

Song Lanyi:?

In her current state, to challenge the secret method of creating a half-step saint state, isn't it...a bit too incredible?
At this time, Fenpizhu crawled out humming while Song Lanyi was not paying attention.

He raised his hoof and flapped it in the air angrily, "The ultimate secret method, elite disciple, who do you look down on?!"

Hearing this, Song Lanyi frowned, held down Fenpizhu, covered his mouth, and said with a smirk, "Do you really think that I won't stew your meat?"

Fenpizhu's mung bean-sized eyes showed not only no trace of fear, but a triumphant sense of confidence.

It's so weird.

What kind of handle does he have?
Song Lanyi couldn't hold back and asked.

The next second, Fenpizhu's buttocks twirled and twirled, and he raised his head, "My goodness, only the blind can't see it."

Song Lanyi remained expressionless, "I'm sorry, I really want to be blind."

As she said that, with a sullen face, she pressed Fenpizhu's back into her sleeve in a daze.

Until then, the space was completely silent.

Song Lanyi paced and walked repeatedly in this square silver-white space.

Using the avenues she knew, she created a secret method comparable to that of a half-step saint.

Since Song Lanyi practiced all the way, he mostly studied, but seldom created it himself.

For a while, there was a lack of clues and ideas.

After thinking about it, she simply sat cross-legged on the ground, lay down with her clothes on, stretched her legs, and closed her eyes, the sound of breathing became long and distant, and she completely sank into the deep water.

Entering the dream space again, the place is still barren.

There are only a few small bookstores, located in the open space, and the one at the front is the bookstore representing the inheritance of the "Dao of Medicine".

It's just that Song Lanyi has no intention of studying at the moment, and there is no trace of the medicine sage in the study.

These sage teachers... why have they disappeared recently?
This thought only flashed in Song Lanyi's mind.

Immediately, she swept her eyes, and quickly discovered that something was wrong with the dream space.

I saw a large wordless book floating in the very center of the space.

On the cover of the big book, a mark similar to identity is engraved.

"Dream Butterfly", "Ni Lin", "Blood Jade Mask" and "Severed Finger" all correspond to Song Lanyi's imprint one by one.

The moment Song Lanyi approached, she could feel that this big book gave her an extraordinary attraction, forcing her to put her hands on the cover of the big book.

hum~
The talent in her body surged wildly, and the surrounding scenes seemed to recede in space, gradually turning into empty phantoms.

In the end, those small bookstores turned into a circle of land that seemed to be watered by blood.

This space is not big, just enough to accommodate four or five people.

Song Lanyi tried to reach into the fog at the border, but the fog seemed to be able to block the sense of touch and even the sixth sense.

Before she had time to think about it, Song Lanyi realized that the fog in front of her eyes was gradually surging, and after a burst of surging, an existence exactly like her came out of it.

But this is only a similarity in appearance, the person's eyes are dark and dull, like a replica without self-emotional awareness.

Even so, Song Lanyi did not dare to be careless.

She raised her hand, and the Dream Butterfly imprint on the inside of her arm was about to fly away, scattering bits and pieces of light in the darkness.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the replica on the opposite side also followed Song Lanyi's example, raised its hand, Mengdie fluttered its wings, and collided with Song Lanyi's spell in mid-air.

What made Song Lanyi even more unbelievable was that the spell strength of the replica was far stronger than hers.

The moment the technique collapsed, the dream butterfly, which seemed to be flapping its wings slowly, came to Song Lanyi in an instant and struck her in the chest.

Closing his eyes, Song Lanyi saw a flash of light in his pupils in the replica, and said indifferently, "There are resources, but they don't think about changing them, and the spells condense like broken sand. Tianjiao? You're just a fool!"

The first update, there is class at the end of the term today, the second is later, it will be after twelve o'clock, everyone, don't wait, watch it in the morning