Chapter 282 Newton Is Missing from the World of Immortal Cultivation
When Meng Zhao told Meng Zhao his thoughts, Yan Ling also pondered, and then said, "I have never seen such a thing, even among the powerful men who have left a great reputation in the long history.
The images constructed have not constructed galaxies!”
Meng Zhao asked the reason in confusion after hearing this, and Yan Ling sighed, "First, there are very few people like you who can possess the Nine Secret Realm Marks in the Qi Sea Realm. Among the geniuses I have seen, they are also in the Mingshen Realm."
With the mark of the nine secret realms, the image at this time has been constructed, and it is naturally impossible to reconstruct it. The second reason is that although the galaxy is named "Xie", it is more of a regional division without any rules.
In other words, most people can only build one or two planets. Once there are too many planets, they will inevitably collide, eventually causing the monks to become encased and die."
Meng Zhao understood when he heard this, because no one had found out the laws of movement of galaxies, they just placed them randomly like the stars he saw. If there were too many, they would inevitably collide, but Meng Zhao would not let this happen.
Concerned, he assured Yan Ling that he had a way to avoid this situation. Yan Ling had no choice but to agree, but it still suggested that Meng Zhao come up with a backup plan so that his life would not be in danger by then.
Meng Zhao naturally nodded after hearing this. If the image of the galaxy cannot be constructed, then he can only construct the ancient artifacts from the past life. As for the Guiyi Realm, he plans to build it according to the way the galaxy operates, and correspond to the Taoist platforms one by one.
The thunder spirit on the platform will slowly transform into a weapon spirit.
After the image was confirmed, Yan Ling suggested that Meng Zhao exchange some soul-restoring elixirs or herbs. After all, what he was building was a galaxy. Even if Meng Zhao could open up the Niwan Palace at a small cost, he would naturally need to prepare a lot for insurance.
, Meng Zhao naturally understands this truth. Even if what he constructs is only a preliminary image of the galaxy, like a blurry photo of a mosaic, it naturally consumes a lot of soul power!
After the image was confirmed, Meng Zhao fell into a deep sleep. He had been running all the way since Operation Kongziguan, and basically did not sleep peacefully. He also deliberately relaxed and fell into a deep sleep soon.
When Meng Zhao woke up, he was awakened by the noise. Only then did he realize that he had slept until the afternoon of the next day. When Meng Zhao came out, he found that the previously deserted Juxingkou was now lively.
When they got up, some were the same team as Meng Zhao, and some were caravans that came with the team. Of course, the bulk of them were the army, but these armies were still stationed in the garrison like the previous towns, and then they
He began to be on guard, but Yan Ling could sense that the vitality in the station seemed to be gathering. Meng Zhao directly thought of the things that the army had escorted earlier, but he did not go into details because he needed to find a stall.
To solve the problem of food and clothing, luckily there are some stalls to buy food.
Although these stalls were like the small stalls in the previous life, the dining areas were grouped together, so the monks who ate ordered food from several stalls. Naturally, Meng Zhao also ordered delicious meals from several stalls.
After that, they found an open space for dining, and Meng Zhao also saw some old acquaintances in the dining area, including the team that owned the two unique monsters, but Meng Zhao just nodded to them.
Those people naturally noticed Meng Zhao and nodded. Soon all the dishes Meng Zhao ordered were served. Meng Zhao tasted them quite well, especially a stewed dish. Meng Zhao tasted like pig head meat. Good.
Naturally, meat must be paired with good wine. Meng Zhao also took out the wine he had distilled. Although Meng Zhao didn't like drinking, the distilled wine was almost the same as the white wine in his previous life. It was a rare souvenir of Meng Zhao.
The strong aroma of wine immediately attracted many people, and when they saw that Meng Zhao was only an eighth-level Taoist realm cultivator and a somewhat good drinker, they became interested.