Shen Yunmai couldn't hear the conversation between Tong Yan and the young woman. He looked at the two of them as if they had become two statues on either side of the mirror.
It didn't take long for the silent conversation between the two of them to come to an end. Tong Yan blinked his eyes. The young woman in red had already gone to the bottom of the stone steps, her figure concealed by the clouds and fog.
Shen Yunmai was aware that it was a kind of communication through the spiritual awareness. He couldn't help but feel a bit regretful. "Is she your daughter?" he asked curiously.
"She's my personal disciple. Why do you think she's my daughter?" Tong Yan retorted.
Shen Yunmai pointed at his face.
Tong Yan said in a low voice, "Her eyebrows are not light."
Shen Yunmai said, "What I meant was that her face is very tender, similar to yours."
"Are you free?" Tong Yan asked. "We only have half a day to calculate the boundary and the energy level."
Having said that, he waved his hand slightly and threw the bronze mirror out of the battleship, disappearing into the midst of the meteorites.
"Why didn't you keep it?" Shen Yunmai asked confusedly.
Tong Yan said, "It's a rule passed down by the founding grandmasters. Only the Sect Master knows about it. Why should I tell you about it?"
Shen Yunmai maneuvered the robot to walk toward a pillar. "I feel that you're not in a good mood right now," he said. "Let's talk about something else. I'm a sensible person after all. I'm afraid that I can't defeat you with my useless armor."
The relationship between Tong Yan and Zhuo Rusui had always been bad when they were in Chaotian. It had something to do with what Liu Ci had done at the West Ocean, but more importantly, it was the difference in their temperaments.
Hearing Shen Yunmai's nagging, he seemed to see another Zhuo Rusui. "Hurry up," he said with furrowed eyebrows.
Shen Yunmai said, "What's the hurry? Even if you can contact your disciples and ask them to come out, will they be able to do so? I don't believe in that formation. "
Tong Yan said, "The controller of the formation is Que Niang."
Shen Yunmai said, "In the book, she is at most the third smartest, not even as smart as you. So what if she is the host?"
"The foundation of that formation is the Smoke and Cloud Dispersing Formation. When Taiping Zhenren designed this formation, he wanted everyone to ascend. Later, Zhenren Jingyang went to the Mirror Sect to study it for a long time. So, you can say that this formation was created by them," Tong Yan said expressionlessly.
Shen Yunmai raised his mechanical arm, gave it a thumbs up, and said, "Reliable."
Before Tong Yan could respond, Jing Jiu continued, "You might not be familiar with the No-Mercy Sect, but do you know Ensheng? This cocoon breaker is interesting. His personality is very tough, but his speech is very boring. His hand gestures are also very boring. He just gives a thumbs-up, middle finger, peace sign, and so on … "
Tong Yan couldn't bear it any longer. She directly used a Dao Art to seal her six senses and started meditating.
Shen Yunmai felt bored when nobody responded to him. He had no choice but to walk to the front of the cylinder and connect to the battleship's computer system to calculate the data.
The black warship had already flown to a certain location.
The patch of nothingness was between the battleship and the distant permanent star.
The gravitational lens at the head of the battleship had been extended out noiselessly, and dozens of the most advanced detectors were approaching the patch of nothingness cautiously.
All kinds of data were being sent back.
The light blue light was passing through all the components of the battleship, looking like the light on water. A great deal of information was passing through them, meeting each other, and then the result was calculated.
Shen Yunmai was in charge of the whole calculation process, but most of the calculation was done by the computer on the battleship. His brain was idle in many areas.
Why was he idle? It was indeed a troublesome matter.
After a long while, Tong Yan opened his eyes slowly and woke up. He found that the calculation process had indeed sped up a lot, and he had already calculated a great deal of data.
Shen Yunmai was extremely bored. Finding Jing Jiu had woken up, he said hastily, "Don't be hasty. Don't close your eyes again. I just thought of something."
The expression on Tong Yan's face changed slightly, as he asked, "What is it?"
Shen Yunmai said, "Didn't I tell you a few days ago that I had watched many old movies on the ancestral planet in my old house?"
Tong Yan uttered an "Hmm".
Shen Yunmai continued, "When I was bored just now, I thought of the scene where you and your female disciple met through the mirror. I suddenly remembered a movie I watched when I was young. I forgot the name of the movie, and I didn't remember the story, either. The only thing I could remember was that the sun was very strong, and the mountain was very hot. Why did I remember this movie? Did you make it up? In the movie, a mother went to visit her son in prison. The mother and the son talked through the wire phone through the glass. The goose even said some numbers to a watch, just like the maid in another TV series I watched when she killed someone and reported the location. Then, they went back to the prison. I don't know whether it was the director's idea or I chose to pause the movie because I was in a hurry to pee. Anyway, they stayed still through the window for a long time, just like you did just now … Ah, there seems to be something wrong with the data. "
Tong Yan looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You have one standard hour at most. Do it quickly."
"How dare you order me! You are a bit arrogant right now. "
Shen Yunmai's robot pointed the middle finger at Tong Yan. He suddenly looked up at the sky and said, "Ah, I remember now. That brother thought he could fly for some reason, so he jumped out of the window. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to float up. He fell to the ground and died."
… …
… …
Ping Yong-ka drifted up and stood in the sky.
Those who should come had come, and those who should leave had come out. The peach petal was on the verge of falling down, and the Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival was about to be activated.
"So few people?" a crisp and cold voice rang out.
Everybody followed the voice and looked at the square in front of Xilai Peak.
The pine trees on the square looked like the waves, similar to the sea of pine trees in the Guocheng Temple. Elder Xiang Wanshu of the Broken Stream Valley and dozens of highly achieved swordsmen of Zhongzhou School were standing there.
A young woman in red clothing stood in the front of the crowd. Her eyes and brows were exceedingly beautiful, like the red leaves covering the mountains in autumn.
Many people had guessed that she was the personal disciple of Tong Yan, the mysterious sect master of Zhongzhou School.
Ping Yong-ka said, "It's not a small number."
The young woman in red said expressionlessly, "My Master said the more, the better. But you people have only brought a few guys here; how can I explain it to him?"
Yuan Qu, his wife, and Que Niang all had a high status in the Cultivation circle, to say nothing of Su Ziye, a big figure of the deviant sects, and Mister Peng Da.
She dared use the word "guys" to describe them!
Many practitioners of Cultivation sects felt nervous, wondering if the two leaders of the orthodox sects would fight against each other again after a few hundred years of peace in Chaotian.
Some disciples of Aoyama who didn't know the inside story yelled out, demanding the other party to take back what she said and apologize.
The young woman in red said expressionlessly while looking at the disciples of Aoyama, "Shut up! Otherwise, I'll come back and take the position of the sect master! "
Ping Yong-ka said helplessly, "But you're the sect master of Zhongzhou now."
The conversation was truly bizarre. The young woman's words were incomprehensible, and Ping Yong-ka's response was a mess. Yet, there was a hint of affection toward the younger generation in the conversation. The crowd was so shocked that they didn't know what to say. As for those brave and impetuous young disciples of Aoyama, they had been dragged to the back of the crowd and taught a lesson by their masters.
The young woman in red said with raised eyebrows, "Since Aoyama doesn't have a sect master yet, why can't I take on the responsibility?"
What she said was even more absurd. No matter how much Ping Yong-ka liked her, he couldn't let her continue talking. "Stop it," he said hastily. "I'll choose a good sect master for Aoyama; there's no hurry."
The young woman in red wanted to say something more, but the white-haired Elder Xiang Wanshu coughed twice and transmitted the message through the spiritual awareness, "Forget about the sect master. Otherwise, what if they want to take on the responsibility of our sect master? Though they like you, your father and them are not on good terms for so many years. "
She snorted twice, and didn't say anything else.
Ping Yong-ka felt relieved. He stepped into the air and left the area of the black jade plate, leaving behind a sword will.
The sword will was so faint that the regular Cultivation practitioners couldn't sense it. But it was like a flame igniting the whole patch of prairie.
The liquid gold in the grooves started burning, emitting a golden flame that wasn't real, and started flowing forward slowly.
The Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival was activated.
Yimaozhai was responsible for the second turn of this Great Formation. Dozens of scholars stood around the black jade plate, gazing at the flowing golden liquid nervously.
As the liquid gold moved forward slowly, more and more grooves were filled up, as if many amulet characters were being written out one by one.
A profound sword will was hidden in the deep end of the Amulet Formation.
The liquid gold gradually occupied one-third of the area of the black jade plate. The sword wills appeared wherever the liquid gold passed, and the magic treasures that came from various places started emitting a glow.
Hundreds of the magic treasures lit up one after another, exuding an unimaginable pressure.
This spectacular scene attracted everybody's attention, and the exclamations and praises could be heard from all over the peaks.
However, as time elapsed, the glow and sword wills didn't occupy the entire black jade plate, because there was a shadow in the deep end of the Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival.
The shadow was a black mountain.
It wasn't until now that the people remembered in astonishment that the Master Dead Dog, the Principal Guard of Aoyama, was still in the Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival!
This was not a ridiculous and ridiculous mistake; it was a surprise that the Master Dead Dog was still in the Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival after the formation had been activated for a long time.
Countless gazes passed through the glow and the intermittent sword wills and fell on the Master Dead Dog. The girl in red yelled anxiously, "Master Dead Dog! Wake up! "
The Master Dead Dog opened his eyes slowly; it was unclear if he had heard what the young sect master said or sensed the gazes with different emotions.
It was as if two dandelions had appeared in the dark wilderness.
The whole world was well aware of his prowess and profoundness, and thought that his gaze should be cold and indifferent; but … his eyes were so warm at the moment.
There was even curiosity in his warm eyes.
They were lovable when they were together.
The Master Dead Dog was like a seeing-eye dog that had worked for a great many years and could finally run freely on the grassland outside his home, looking forward to the world outside his home.
Many people felt bewildered, and didn't know what to say.
Yuan Qu understood what the Master Dead Dog meant, and the shocked expression on his face turned into relief and a sincere smile.
Some elders of Aoyama, like Guo Nanshan, even shed tears while smiling.
"Yes, I'd like to go out and have a look."
The voice of the Master Dead Dog echoed among the peaks of Aoyama.
It was filled with curiosity and expectation.
And a bit of embarrassment.
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