Everyone has a heart that strives for perfection. They want to fix imperfections.
Luo Nan's thoughts shuttled back and forth on the Mirror Image, comparing it with each other. It was more or less the action of looking into a mirror. And the more he examined and corrected it, the more detailed the Mirror Image revealed.
This was not strange.
This was because this was the accumulation of images, emotions, and calculations in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people. Thanks to the blessing of modern imaging technology, very few people would mistake him. At the very least, they had a basic understanding of his appearance. This guaranteed the basic recognition of the Mirror Image.
But under the appearance of convergence, everyone had their own understanding of Luo Nan in their hearts. Just as the saying goes, "Different people have different opinions" … … The vast majority of people had fixed impressions based on the guidance of various media, but they more or less had their own opinions.
There were overpraise, prejudice, vilification... And they were using modern convenient channels of information to rapidly communicate with each other, influencing and overlaying each other.
In this way, the corresponding accumulation of images became more and more cumbersome, redundant, complex, and contradictory. Most importantly, it was distorted. This gave Luo Nan the fulcrum to pry open people's hearts. But it was precisely this distortion that passed through the spiderweb of the altar and converged onto the Mirror Image. The surface was calm, but the inside was conflicting and colliding with each other. It could collapse and fall apart at any time.
The reason why it did not collapse was because the Mirror Image existed in advance. It was the basic core that Luo Nan had already established.
It was built on the foundation of Formatting Theory. It went through the polishing of the Nine Orifices Six Roots martial arts philosophy. It went through the deepening of Coupling Theory, and it went through the immersion of the Condensation Ring and other configuration concepts.
Luo Nan relied on this to construct the glorious and resplendent living starry sky, touching upon every corner of the complex and real world. Of course, the system brought by the Wraith Sign had always surrounded and influenced him.
And all of this, if traced back to the source, could be attributed to the Abyssal World's Sun Wheel and Absolute Hell. It was a vast and dangerous balance.
Luo Nan had deduced this when he researched the lamination interference technique. Now he naturally used it.
It was this clear dissection that anchored a relatively stable fulcrum for Luo Nan between heaven, earth, and the hearts of people. The changes of the wind and clouds in the surroundings had a fixed foundation. It could be deduced and born from basic rules.
Of course, these rules were still fuzzy, but they were already divided into near and far, virtual and real, and real and illusory. Even in the complex overlapping space and time, in the distorted and chaotic bewilderment of the hearts, they could still firmly exist. And on this foundation, they dealt with the distorted image transmitted by the altar's spiderweb and deduced more essential things.
Overall, this core might not be and the core might not be perfect, but it's source was clear and the direction was correct.
At this moment, it could be seen that the torrent of thoughts formed by hundreds of thousands of people was not entirely a burden. It was good to have those distortions, contradictions, and conflicts.
Though some of the images of Luo Nan in people's hearts weren't realistic enough, they were proven to be achievable through deduction. They harvested some fantastic ideas. Some of them appeared to be very reasonable, but after deduction, they discovered that their current strength was insufficient. There were also some that were completely off the mark in their deductions. Their roots were wrong, and they didn't belong to him at all...
So in Luo Nan's eyes, the mirror image on the altar's spiderweb grew more and more real. The distorted and chaotic elements were gradually expelled from the mirror image. They were like clouds of mist, spiraling and undulating.
Oh, was it a misconception?
Luo Nan suddenly sensed something. The veil of invisibility that his main body carried seemed to have become a bit thicker.
That's right. Luo Nan even captured the source of the change. The mist that had been expelled formed a mirror image as well. It crossed the barrier between real and illusory, entering the domain of the real world. It reacted with the veil of invisibility, fusing with the veil of invisibility. It was an order that had existed long ago.
Luo Nan's thoughts followed the distorted elements and transformed mist. They naturally entered the depths of the veil of invisibility, touching upon the veil of mist and the order that had existed long ago.
It was like an ornament that hung behind a gauze curtain. It was faintly discernible, but it was arranged in disorder and categorized. Every individual ornament was a convoluted creation of its own rules. There seemed to be some sort of orderly connection between them.
Without a doubt, these were all things that had been analyzed, used, and stored by the stacking interference technique. When combined with the essence of this technique, it was like a mask. As long as one put it on, one would instantly become another person.
Of course, the vast majority of these masks could not be used. After all, Luo Nan had yet to create a true corresponding spirit core. He had only drafted a private version of the configuration design.
This was the difference between the public version and the private version. There were many intelligent and automated steps that required him to do it personally. He had to research and ponder over them one by one to find the corresponding activation program. Only then could he use them.
But in any case, he had walked the right path.
Not only did the previous accumulations exist within the veil of invisibility, new elements were constantly precipitating. They grew in number and clarity.
They originated from Luo Nan himself. They came from his core.
All sorts of abilities, skills, and rules were analyzed within the core. They were transformed into materials and components, arranged in order. All sorts of designs were needed to be pieced together in order to finally form a complete and logical mask template.
For example, based on the Condensation Ring, he had already derived skills such as the Water Drop Sword and Soul Cloak. Going even more complicated, the "Cloud Pass" he had just created involved basic materials from other domains and was pieced together under the rules of the configuration system.
But from the looks of it, this was just a semi-finished product. He needed to review and research many times before he could finally take shape. And even if he did take shape, this kind of template would be relatively monotonous. Was he supposed to go out and fight enemies? Was he supposed to hide inside like a tortoise? He needed to bring out a set of combo punches!
Of course, this series of materials that belonged to Luo Nan had already been integrated into his current default template framework. Overall, it was already quite mature. And this default template seemed to be able to perform more perfectly than Luo Nan's body and soul framework.
After all, this was the product of theorization.
Speaking of which, the stacking interference technique was very much like an analytical tool when used. It could perform an in-depth analysis of the various elements contained within itself, or it could perform combinatorial experiments.
It was simply like a laboratory cum dressing room.
It was an extremely efficient operating environment.
But no matter how efficient it was, Luo Nan still needed to expend quite a bit of effort to reassemble a new template, especially one that could completely conceal his identity.
Luo Nan found a new toy, and his mind naturally fiddled with it. During this process, the mirror image on the altar's spiderweb and his true self in the real world intersected and fused on a deeper level. The space-time bubble around his body correspondingly transformed into a faintly discernible mist. It was lively and fleeting. It seemed to be supported by an incorporeal flow of air, and sunlight and moonlight rotated and poured into it. It transformed into boundless colors and shapes.
And as he fiddled with it, the original decorations and the new products that had gradually accumulated flowed through his mind like a horse lantern, allowing him to inspect his memories.
This one had just been precipitated. It was useful. It was too simple.
This one looked very reliable, but he couldn't find the right door to enter.
And this one …. Huh?
Luo Nan's mind suddenly came into contact with something that was half old and half new. It was like a bizarre mountain range hidden by clouds and mist. There were grotesque rocks and jagged rocks that spiraled and stacked on top of each other. They formed a structure of their own, and magma snaked and flowed within. At first glance, it looked like a mountain of flames in the depths of Fiendish Prison. But its relatively flat peak and its corresponding layout made it look more like a special altar model.
The Bloodsoul Temple?
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