After all, Linghuyin is the number one third-level professional in the country and a person with keen inspiration. There is no way he would allow Hu Huan to attack Smart Ball.
Although this thing is quite stupid, it really has a special commemorative significance for him.
Hu Huan put down the smart ball nonchalantly, but still asked without giving up: "Can you lend me this thing for two days?"
Huyin hesitated and hesitated, and the smart ball monster shouted: "Dear, don't treat me like this! I don't want to be with him, my mind will be twisted, oppressed, and..."
Linghuyin sighed and said, "I really can't borrow this!"
Hu Huan stretched out his hand to touch the big white round ball in his hand. This smart ball suddenly screamed: "What do you want to do?"
"It's the Netherworld Technique!"
"He wants to use the Netherworld Technique on me."
"Stop him quickly, don't let him use the Netherworld Technique on me."
"Please, let's... also get to know each other."
"Old friend, show me face!"
Hu Huan couldn't help but scolded: "Who wants to meet you? You have such a bad face? You are a ball! Is there any difference between your butt and face?"
Linghuyin sighed, took the smart ball from Hu Huan's hand, and placed it on the other side of the room.
The smart ball left the palm of his hand, and Hu Huan was excited. Countless memory fragments came to his mind one after another, and countless thoughts came and went. It seemed that a key node had been detonated to connect all the memory fragments.
Hu Huan suddenly felt an urge. He didn't even say goodbye to Linghuyin, but turned around and left without going back to his room. It was still too noisy there.
Hu Huan turned into the bathroom in the corridor without even entering the separate partition. He recited a spell and disappeared in front of the urinal.
Sitting on the antique sofa and pressing his hands on the oak desk, Hu Huan was in a daze and fell into uncontrollable thinking.
"Fetishism!"
"Original Xufa!"
"And...the Netherworld Technique!"
"Mechanism...isn't it."
"I know, it's Tianyanshu!"
"It's the art of acting!"
Hu Huan's mind was like a flash of lightning, illuminating every memory fragment.
Although these memory fragments are still fragmented, and most of them cannot be pieced together completely, there is a vague main line.
This main line is Tianyanshu!
Hu Huan's eyes were a little dull and he muttered to himself: "The Three Saints of Taiping founded the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers. Huang Shizhi is one of the Three Saints of Taiping. On the bookshelf in front of me are the notes of the Three Saints of Taiping, all the information on their creation of Tianyan.
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"Is this... the private library of the Three Saints of Taiping?"
"What is my relationship with the Three Saints of Taiping?"
"Heir? Someone's illegitimate son? Or reincarnation?"
"How could I get the mysterious conch? Where did the memories in my mind come from?"
Although Hu Huan used Tianyan Shu as the source to string together countless memory fragments, he still had more doubts and more puzzles. The more clues he got, the more questions he had. He thought too deeply, and for a while
My brain aches.
A few minutes later, Hu Huan took a deep breath and whispered: "Don't think so much for the time being."
"I already know that this mysterious conch is related to the Three Saints of Taiping and the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers."
"For some unknown reason, it appeared near my house, constantly emitting spiritual waves, spreading memory fragments around, looking for a suitable owner, and I just happened to find it."
"That's how it should be. There is no more reasonable explanation."
Of course Hu Huan didn't know that what he thought was the most reasonable guess was actually completely wrong.
A bunch of memory fragments emerged in his mind. These memory fragments, just like last time, were pieced together into a new method called "Tian Yan Shu".
This is also the second new method he has obtained besides the magic of fetishism.
The concept of Tianyanshu appeared very early, and the Three Sages of Taiping proposed it in the 18th century.
It is the beginning of all new laws and the source of all new laws.
For a while, it was even the only new law.
Heavenly acting!
Its main purpose is to use man-made rules to change the natural rules of life.
Hu Huan carefully read word by word. This new method was inherited from hundreds of years ago. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind: "According to modern people, isn't Tianyan art just about adding a computer to everything?"
system?"
After Hu Huan joined the Qianlong Army, a private teacher who graduated from Tsinghua University taught him common sense about computers.
Otherwise, he might not be able to tell clearly what is a system, what is a program, what is software, what is hardware, and how computers operate.
For Hu Huan before he joined the Qianlong Army, the meaning of computers was probably the minesweeper game. You must know that there was only Windows 3.1 in 1993, and even Windows 3.2 would not be released until 1994. If you are not proficient in DOS commands, you will not be able to play it at all.
Switch to computer.
Hu Huan's spiritual power underwent subtle changes. Under the operation of Tianyan, this mysterious space became completely different in his eyes.
Part of it is constructed by the ancient mysterious power, and the other part is constructed by the art of heavenly acting.
For example, the oak desk in front of him is not only the image of furniture in reality, but also a "desktop" in the illusory sense.
The oak desk has twenty-two drawers, and on the "desktop" in another sense, there are twenty-three unique "icons". The extra icon is the trash can next to the desk!
These twenty-two icons each have different magical uses. With his current level of Tianyan skills, he is still unable to crack all of them. He can only open the four icons, which are the four drawers.
On the illusory "desktop", these four drawers are marked C, D, E, and F respectively. They have the same rules and can store some real things.
Among them, drawer C is the smallest, only about half a cubic meter, and drawers D, E, and F are about the same size, all about five cubic meters.
As for the "trash can", it is also a storage space, but the rules are different.
Anything placed in it will be reduced to the purest spiritual energy, and anything that cannot be reduced to spiritual energy will be crushed into slag.
Several outdated popular books have turned into powder, and most of the disappeared groups of air-eating insects have been drained of their spiritual energy, leaving less than 20 to 30%, still lingering.
"These auras..."
"It should be introduced into the spiritual pool! It should be turned into energy to support the operation of this mysterious conch."
Countless memories related to Tianyanshu emerged in Hu Huan's mind. With a casual move, a ray of spiritual power was transferred from the "trash can" to one of the twenty-three icons on the desktop.
With the injection of spiritual power, the icon gradually brightens, and a percentage blue bar appears.