Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 9: Is this the past?
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There are more and more dark clouds, distorting the entire sky like an evil ghost's face. As the golden snake moves, from time to time huge thunderbolts fall straight down, the scene is like hell.
However, almost at the same time, a crystal-like shield appeared in the sky, and a huge thunderbolt fell on the shield, only a few ripples, which quickly dissipated.
Heaven is not stingy, pouring out his anger endlessly.
The crystal shield remained motionless under the sky, only a few ripples during the lightning strike could prove its existence.
Ji Yunlai just looked up at the window for a few seconds, then lowered his head to continue to let Feng Qingxiu practice.
Feng Qingxiu was immediately stunned, who would continue to paint, such a terrifying catastrophe!
"It's okay. The shield is made according to the design of the lightning rod. The electricity is led to the ground, and the remaining part is also absorbed by the battery and can't be knocked down." Ji Yun came to comfort him.
I really didn't expect that there are natural batteries in this world. I have to give myself a compliment. This is a design that can only be made after how many times it has been powered up.
"What is a battery..." Lightning rods can still be used for business, but I don't understand this. Feng Qingxiu asked directly, "Also, how do you know my Kun-Lai large array so clearly?" /
"The storage battery is also called thunderstone. It is a treasure of Lei Ling root to accelerate the speed of practice. It can absorb thunder and lightning, but it has a limit. However, there are several thunderstone mines buried under Kunlai Mountain, which can be used for a long time." Ji Yunlai Smiled and explained that he liked such unscientific things, "As for why I know so clearly, because I did it."
He didn’t know the avenues of yin and yang before, but it was clear from his notes a few days ago that yin and yang can be understood as "0" and "1" in the computer. All degrees in the computer are composed of 0 and 1. Those runes are like a programming language, and Dazhen is a program written by itself, but it's far more complicated than those programming languages by countless times.
But no matter how complex it is, it is also language, which can understand and communicate.
Programming language is the communication channel between computers and people, and rune is the communication language between the world and all things and people.
This is not difficult for him. He used to learn C++ programming for more than ten years. Later, he needed java. He also learned very quickly. As long as the mathematical logic is good, facts + rules = results. , There is no pressure like playing.
So after quickly learning a new language (rune programming language?), he added his own magical powers, enough for him to understand the principles of the magic circle-he did it, even if the grammar and instructions are different, The core is still the same logic and the same habit, it is almost the same as the review materials. Looking at it this way, the reason why he learned so slowly before is because he didn't learn the language.
As long as he finishes learning runes-even as long as he finishes most of them, his golden finger is equivalent to coming back. This is what knowledge changes destiny.
Of course, Feng Qingxiu would not believe what he said, and shook his head and pushed him away: "It's almost dawn, I'm going to work, so you should go, don't think that no one in Kun-Lai can cure you, you will be miserable if you are arrested. ."
Ji Yunlai felt that he was disgusted, sighed a little, and disappeared in front of him.
Feng Qingxiu put away the talisman paper on the table, and suddenly saw the shadow in the corner, his shadow.
Shadow seemed to have his own consciousness, looking in the direction of Ji Yun's disappearance.
"What the **** do you want to tell me?" Feng Qingxiu looked at her shadow and asked helplessly. His shadow would occasionally be abnormal, and he would come out to have a vaccination from time to time for months, but he couldn't find the reason. No one could see it. From the initial shock to the calmness later, it wouldn't be surprising to watch outrageous things for more than ten years.
The shadow moved, but couldn't say anything. Finally, he pointed to the last rune drawn on the table.
"Do you know this rune?" Feng Qingxiu was a little curious.
Shadow seemed to want to express something, but at last he had an idea and touched his body.
"Touch what?" Feng Qingxiu couldn't understand.
But the shadow seems to have exhausted its power and turned into a normal shadow.
"Touch?" Feng Qingxiu's brows moved, could it be, "Magic?"
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When Ji Yun came back to his residence, the thunder in the sky continued like raindrops, but he felt a lot of people standing outside his cave.
I counted, about eight. There are men and women. They seem to be very uncomfortable. There is also a girl who looks very similar to herself-looks and temperament are very similar.
It's so similar, it's her own daughter who shouldn't run away. Sure enough, the child cannot be born!
The head of Ji, who thought her daughter might not be her own, felt too much pressure, shamelessly counseled, and went in quietly without attracting their attention.
He is not yet mentally prepared to see his daughter.
These days, he has also listened to many gossips whispered by others. It is said that his daughter was brought back from outside decades ago and claimed to be his own daughter, but he did not mention it to his mother. Since Kun-Lai’s prestige was not said, no one would dare to ask.
Then he went into retreat. I heard that there was very little time to leave the gate in these years.
I have only seen my daughter three or four times in decades, and the last time was twenty years ago.
Then I retreat until now.
Ji Yun couldn't understand who he was when he came.
Since she is her biological daughter, why can't we see and care more? Even if there is something dirty with her mother, it shouldn't harm the children!
He is so guilty now that he dare not see him anymore.
But this is no way to continue. It will be a thousand-year-old birthday in a few days, and it won't be justified not to show up.
At this time, he heard them chatting, as if they were still talking about themselves...
This is a great opportunity to get to know yourself!
He pricked his ears.
"Uncle Master, does my father hate me very much?" The voice was crisp and tactful, and it should be that the daughter was right.
"Why, brother-in-chief likes children the most, and you are still his daughter, he must love you." This seems to be the elder named Yan Zhao.
"You all lie to me, my father has only looked at me for so many years, but he didn't smile at me." The daughter's voice seemed to be crying.
"Xiaoyu, I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask you Uncle Bai." Yan Zhao glanced around, decided to cause trouble, and kicked the ball to a white fairy next to him.
"Yes, he used to take children every day, so he wasn't impatient at all." The fairy in white quietly gave a stern look and comforted.
"Nonsense, you said that father likes children, so why hasn't he seen me after so many children I have been looking for?"
"We really didn't lie to you." The fairy in white was a little helpless and comforted, "He was kind to us then."
"Liar, since the Kun-Lai construction faction started, there is no record that he laughed at others." Ji Mingyu bit his lip sadly, "Outsiders say he is ruthless and heartless, and I still don’t believe it... I think it’s bad, as long as I'm more capable and better, he always likes me, he just thinks too much!"
"That was all before I came to Xizhou." The white fairy sighed.
Yan Zhao glanced at her indifferently and said: "At that time, there was a severe drought in Central Continent, and there were countless refugees. Our master was insane at the time and was frantically picking up people everywhere. Picking one would say it was good quality and good quality. Laishan, at that time, the brother had to return the children that the master found every day. We are the ones that the parents don’t want and were picked up. Fortunately, the brother is a monk. Although the cultivation level is not high, we can still raise a few children. Of."
"Ah? Grandpa Master picks up people randomly and no one troubles him?" Ji Mingyu was taken aback.
"This starts with the Kun-Lai Sect. My brother later speculated that the Kun-Lai Sect should be a large sect in the ancient times. It was just that the Zhongshan Gate was destroyed in several great catastrophes, the sect declined, and the inheritance was seriously missing. At that time, the master had only practiced the incomplete inheritance, so that he was confused, and everyone was of good quality. Although he was confused at the time, there was a period of cultivation, and there was no difficulty in dealing with ordinary people. Of course, some of them were true. He was deceived into believing that she is the son of destiny and peerless," said the fairy in white, looking at Yan Zhao, and asked with a smile, "Is it right, good talent and good quality?"
Yan Zhaocha was black and handsome. Although everyone had a youth in the second year, some stupid things were too sad in retrospect.
"Yes, at that time, I still felt that the senior brother was very unlucky. He was injured and rested by the river. The master dragged him back to the ruined temple and said that he saved him and insisted that the senior brother join the teacher to repay him." A young monk who looked very cold said lightly.
"I remember that at the time, the elder brother said to the master,'You are forcibly touching the porcelain. Believe it or not, I'm not polite to you!'" The fairy in white sighed. Really do it."
"Senior Brother Zhang is still the most clever. Seeing that the senior brother is softhearted, he went straight up to sell him." Another monk shook his head and laughed. ."
"By the way, Senior Brother Yan went to grab the half of the biscuits, and was educated by Senior Brother for an afternoon." The fairy in white covered her lips and smiled.
Yan Zhao remembered that he was angry at the beginning, and gave them a cold look.
"Stare, who made you not admit your mistakes at the time." The fairy in white smiled, "But thanks to the two of you, I just let the seniors decide to settle down before we go."
"Later, when Senior Brother was about to leave, he still..." The cold-looking young monk was adding, but seeing Senior Brother Yan already touching his sword, he did not go on.
"Which uncle is that Junior Brother Zhang?" I haven't heard of any uncle's name with the word Zhang, and I rarely hear them ask the former Ji Mingyu curiously.
The surrounding air instantly condenses.
Ji Mingyu didn't know where he was wrong for a while, and felt a little uneasy.
"He's already dead." A voice interface.
Everyone looked up at the same time.
At the end of the line of sight, a young man in Xuanyi appeared silently under the bamboo forest. Lightning in the clouds flashed and dimmed, dappled light and shadow on his face, but he was still as bright as the moon, far away from the clouds.
It's far away, as if it's not in a human distance.