Ronan frowned, then relaxed. The current version of "Hundun" was jointly created by him and Ruiwen. Ruiwen was more of a "spiritual enlightenment", and the current operating mode and function of "Hundun"
, Ronan personally arranged and adjusted it, and he knows best what changes there are.
Soon, he completed tracing the strange fluctuations.
In the "flood irrigation" mode in which "hundun" energy continues to penetrate and transmit to the "outer earth", the thick "soil" that needs to be penetrated is still the same, but judging from the feedback received so far, there are tiny "tributaries" that penetrate
More efficient.
But this does not mean that he has found a specific path, but the terminal, which is Tao Ju's unconscious feedback. It seems that there is more acceptance of similar energy structures, and the little adds up to a relatively clear difference.
As for the source of that "tributary"...
Although it is embodied in "Hundun" and is transmitted through it, it does not belong to it in a strict sense.
After all, Hundun at this time was still connected to countless fragments that had been accumulated by the "Deformed Planet" over the years. These fragments were attracted by the pure monarch-level power radiated by the "Bone Star", and were essentially buried in the fog and mist of the "Hundred Years".
The remains of more than a hundred corpses of gods in the "God Tomb", as well as the dust from the ruins after the collapse of the ten major divine kingdoms.
Ronan roughly sorted it out through his historical knowledge and "tracing back to the roots" information analysis level, and used a method similar to the "dream method" to map the spiritual image of the "Mist Palace" to reality, suppress it here, and gather it together.
Taking control of the remaining dust, the "Twelve Kingdoms" system including the Tianyuan Empire and the Six Heavenly Abominations were initially formed.
Basically, all the energy and regular operation patterns inside the mist maze will not deviate from this category.
Ronan paid attention to the cloak worn by "Huntun", and the particularly dazzling "star cluster" on it carried the general information of the "Twelve Kingdoms". It was in this symbolic and visual way that
Classification mapping is engraved on the floor-length cloak of "Huntun", so he can quickly find the corresponding target.
He immediately raised his head and looked through the heavy smoke and mist to the "sky" above the wasteland.
There, the huge, distorted and blurred face was changing all the time, but finally a part of it stared down.
Although he felt a bit wrong, Ronan still did not rush to make a judgment. He continued to let "Hundun" maintain the current energy transmission mode, and he gave instructions to Aunt Kui to search the external neuron database, and what he had learned from the test
Find the specific record passages in those large works "brought back" by time and space.
Soon, "Aunt Kui" gave accurate feedback.
Ronan quickly read the relevant information, and not long after, he raised his head again and stared at Yanlan's face staring deeply in the "sky":
"No waiting?"
At least the "country" and "rules" can basically be confirmed.
The Kingdom of No Waiting God... But whether it is the founding god or whether it belongs to God and follows the flow of God needs to be confirmed again.
Moreover, whether this "acceptance" and "compatibility" are related to people or are issues of ritual elements also need to be carefully confirmed.
If it's the latter, that's really interesting.
Ronan smiled and sighed again, tonight's research plan will change again.
Fortunately, it is a valuable change.
A few minutes later, the "dynamic space-time map" reversed, switching between light and darkness. Ronan completed the "projection" again, separated a ray of consciousness, returned to the "outer earth", and positioned himself on Tang Li.
He didn't leave for much time in total. Tang Li was still in the bathroom, retching to the point of collapse. He still couldn't vomit out the parasitic foreign matter in his body, but he was almost exhausted and sat on the ground in a daze.
After Ronan ignored this guy and re-projected his thoughts to the "outer earth", his spiritual connection with Tao Ju suddenly became clear. Although there were still many restrictions, he could roughly sense that the man was in a very bad state, probably suffering from severe blood loss.
, coupled with the long-term inability to respond, his sanity and confidence were greatly weakened, almost in a state of despair, and his consciousness was erratic, and he should have hallucinated...
In this way, even if "hundun" slowly transmits to him and drips energy, it will not be used in an efficient manner.
It looks like the experiment is about to fail.
But...
Ronan raised his head, his sight penetrated multiple floors, pointed at the light-polluted night sky in East 725th District, and waited quietly.
Fifteen hundred kilometers away in East 824 District, Tao Ju knew that his condition was very bad.
For a short period of time before, he had thought that on someone else's territory, under the gaze of people, dragging a broken leg with a shattered fracture, hanging a blood bag to bleed himself, and transfusing blood to a tree trunk, performing a ridiculous ritual.
It is already the most embarrassing and uncomfortable thing in the world.
It is helpless to put yourself in such an embarrassing situation.
For Tao Ju, only Mrs. Zuo's residence in the East 824th District may be considered safe. He did not have the courage to go out, so he could only collect materials nearby, and he asked Aunt Hu for charity such as "blood bags".
Of course, Tao Ju also admitted that he had a little thought in doing this: if the people here stopped him, or were interested in his methods and got to the bottom of it, he could logically expose Tang Li to the public and use that guy to attract firepower.
Maybe it can be replaced with something else.
Unfortunately, the situation did not develop in this direction. The people here did not care about his weird behavior and were very cooperative. Tao Ju did not wait long and successfully obtained the necessary materials for the ceremony.
For example, in the courtyard of the manor's mansion, a camphor tree was found for the ceremony and permission was obtained.
Mrs. Zuo was almost conniving towards him.
You can't pity him just because he has a broken leg, right?
What are you thinking about? I probably want to observe it again.
In this way, Tao Ju gave himself a trick of taking out the ladder from the room. He had no choice but to start the ceremony under either obvious or covert gaze.
After getting through the initial embarrassing period, Tao Ju also knew that there was no way he could go back and there was nothing else to rely on, so he gradually became more focused. Even though the ceremony seemed so absurd and nonsense, he remained honest.
Following Tang Li's instructions, he injected his own blood into the reserved trunk area of the camphor tree, gradually applying it and cutting it.
He did get some feedback.
The "turbidity" that had been awakened before and was intertwined with his traditional perception gradually became clearer during the ceremony. The scope of his induction continued to expand outwards, and he was able to clearly grasp the servants and guards around him.
The projected line of sight, and their corresponding positions.
He even vaguely noticed that at a certain high point deep in the vast mansion, there was a special person quietly observing what he was doing - maybe that was Mrs. Zuo.
However, the feedback that Tao Ju is really concerned about is some kind of connection that is far beyond the sensing range, seemingly empty, but clear. He seems to be connected to an unknown, unobservable target, and there is an invisible thread between them.
, or the magnetic force that attracts each other.
It doesn't make sense at all, but it's so true.
It was under the catalysis of this feedback that he could hardly feel the impact of blood loss, and was even quite excited. With such expectation and yearning in his heart, he felt that it was really possible, just this night, in
Under the watchful eyes of those servants, guards, and even Zuo Tai, he completed a great turning point in his life and completely changed his destiny.
But the problem was that this ritual was more energy-consuming, vague, and lengthy than he expected.
The ritual itself that Tang Li taught him was not particularly accurate.
For example, when injecting and smearing blood into a tree trunk, it is said that the amount of blood is 3600 ml, but there is also a prefix, which is "at least"! Although Tao Ju prepared a large number of "blood bags" for himself, although he had already collected enough blood bags that met the standards.
A certain amount of 3,600 ml of blood was injected into the tree trunk, completely dyeing the reserved area red, but Tao Ju still did not dare to stop the "blood transfusion".
You should know that the irregular longitudinal fissures in the bark of camphor trees, especially older camphor trees, are very obvious. This is not a convenient structure for blood injection and smearing. During the ceremony, the blood flows down the bark, and the middle
Tao Ju had no idea how much was lost.
He already regretted choosing this tree, but there was no room for regret.
So he could only adopt the judgment method Tang Li taught him:
"You will naturally find a suitable time, for sure."
Now that I think about it, this method...is simply amazing!
Well, Tao Ju also admitted that during the process of blood loss and blood transfusion, he could feel the infiltration of external forces. There was no doubt that - he could feel the extremely high quality, so refreshing, transparent, and...
Condensed and heavy, it seems to be able to cleanse away all filth wherever it passes.
But the problem is that such external force slowly seeps in bit by bit. Although every drop has a strong sense of existence, it is like water droplets dripping from stalactites. I don’t know how many years it will take to form puddles and small pools.
Complete the accumulation that truly cleanses the whole body.
If this is used as a standard and an opportunity, then he still falls far, far behind!
When he realized this, Tao Ju knew something was wrong.
The initial focus, feedback and excitement began to dissipate in the long wait...ah, it was prayer.
During this period, he had cut out most of the bark and the inner trunk of the reserved area, leaving only the lower end connected a little bit. This was not only to ensure that the blood was dyed through, but also to wait for the "right time" to arrive.
Without delay, he took it off and covered his face to end this potentially fatal ritual.
However, that "opportunity" never appeared and the accumulation was not completed.
However, the sequelae of the "blood loss" and "exchange transfusion" operations began to appear. He quickly became weak and began to sweat profusely. His whole body was cold, and his hands and feet were weak, especially the comminuted fracture of his right leg. Pain and numbness appeared alternately, making it difficult to support him.