If someone were to look down from a high altitude at this time, they would find that these indentations formed a "butt" pattern pierced by arrows. Shen Tang also controlled the "chariot" to dig large pits one after another in the martial arts training ground. After digging, he dug the soil Fill it back in and compact it.
Dig a hole, backfill, dig again, fill again...
The idle soldiers also gathered around to watch the fun.
Unknowingly, they were fascinated by the sight. This "chariot" seemed to have a different kind of charm. The more they looked at it, the more they liked it. They wished they could try it themselves. When they came back to their senses, they turned around and looked to the left and right. Good guy, a familiar figure. They all ran over.
The crowd of onlookers was so large that they were eventually driven away.
The boss came over aggressively: "Everyone has nothing to do? If you are so free, why don't you go around the martial arts training ground and practice two more rounds!"
The soldier's face instantly felt more bitter than bitter gourd.
Not long after, loud slogans sounded again in the martial arts training ground.
Shen Tang was also temporarily happy and jumped off the excavator.
She didn't know the internal structure of Beijiu's "excavator", but judging from the operation just now, its functions were very different from the excavators she knew. Shen Tang waved to Beijiu, who stood in the corner and looked a little cramped. He stepped forward and saluted: "My lord."
Shen Tang raised his hand and transformed into the Mother Sword.
I poked at the shell of this "excavator".
She did not pour literary energy or martial energy into the Mother Sword, nor did she even use any strength. The blade of the Mother Sword hit the shell, and the two collided with each other, making a sound like a metal collision, without leaving any sword marks. Shen Tang was slightly curious: " Are you connected to it?"
Bei Jiu looked at her blankly, not knowing why, until Yun Ce's voice rang in her mind: [My lord is asking you, are you mentally connected with your "chariot"? ]
This is like the valor totem to the valiant warrior.
If the Wudan Totem is seriously injured or dissipated, the Wudan warrior himself will also suffer a certain amount of backlash. War horses also have this kind of connection, but the connection between the two is not as deep as the Wudan Totem, and the backlash symptoms are also mild, such as stagnating the martial energy in the meridians for a moment. .
Bei Jiu reacted immediately and shook his head violently.
"Reporting to my lord, no, no."
Shen Tang confirmed with her again: "Are you sure?"
Beijiu didn't know why Shen Tang cared about this, so he responded again: "Indeed... no, I have no contact with it."
There is no subtle feeling of mind-to-mind connection.
The next second, she saw her lord swinging his sword and splitting the excavator in half. This move not only shocked Bei Jiu, but also Liao Jia and others did not understand her intention - maybe this chariot had committed some taboo. ?But it was clear that the lord liked it very much just now.
"You don't have to think too much, I just want to see how its defense capabilities are." Shen Tang saw that Bei Jiu looked wrong, so he explained aloud. He poured some strength into his hand and poked the tip of the sword into the excavator shell, "Look. The situation is such that it can at most block a full blow from a third-level hairpin. Not long after Zhou Kou came into contact with cultivation, he has done something like this. It is really beyond expectation and the future is promising."
Beijiu tried to explain but hesitated.
"Lord, this thing is not... used for combat..."
The "chariot" excavator in front of me can only be used to commute to work and dig holes. No matter whether it is speed, mobility or defensive capabilities, it cannot compare with the chariot summoned by brave warriors, let alone kill it on the battlefield. The enemy is afraid of disappointing the lord.
Shen Tang said with a clear face: "Of course I know."
After speaking, he asked Liao Jia and others: "Have you found anything?"
Bei Jiu was once again at a loss for words. Before that, the official she had the most contact with was Qi Shan. Every time she saw him, she felt like her tongue had been snatched away by a cat, and all the hair on her body protested being in the same room with him. His facial expressions When she became a little more serious, she felt extremely awkward. Now that she was the lord she admired, her symptoms didn't get much better. She was even more wooden than a tree.
He couldn't help but look at Yun Ce for help.
What exactly was discovered?
However, Yun Ce also closed his eyes and thought, but did not receive the signal.
Chu Yao took a few steps forward to take a closer look. He and Liao Jia looked at each other and saw the secret. However, he did not reveal the answer but asked Yun Ce to take action to further confirm his guess: "Please Yuanmou to take action and completely crush it." , the more broken it is, the better.”
Yun Ce did as he was told.
Everyone retreated, and Liao Jia and Chu Yao simultaneously raised a layer of cultural energy barriers to prevent the explosive air waves and splashing debris from hurting people. When an explosion sounded, the cultural energy barrier was shattered in two layers. After the air waves were buffered, only the remaining objects in front of them were left. Breeze.
Bei Jiu looked at the magical scene in front of him with bright eyes.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, only pieces of debris covered by ice and snow were left on the spot, scattered around the large crater.
Shen Tang said: "Yuanmou, remove the ice and snow."
In an instant, the ice and snow turned into icy blue mist and disappeared from the sky and the earth. It took a while for the wreckage of the "chariot" to disappear.
Bei Jiu cautiously approached Yun Ce.
Ask in a low voice: "Is there anything wrong with this?"
Yun Ce is also a smart man. Even though he couldn't figure out the clues at first, after two rounds of operations, he also discovered the key problem: "Tweet, something is wrong. The 'chariot' you transformed is too stable and very unstable." normal."
Bei Jiu was still confused: "Too stable?"
Yun Ce carefully observed Shen Tang and the others. The lord and the others could not care about this for the time being, so they calmly whispered to Bei Jiu.
"The war horse that a brave warrior has condensed with martial energy will return to its essence once it is seriously injured or fatally injured. The same is true for the disintegration of a chariot. In the same way, if the weapons and armor transformed by a warrior are damaged, they need to be repaired with martial energy. Even if they are not damaged, they will return to their martial nature. Any damage requires a continuous output of martial energy to maintain its physical form. But the 'chariot' you transformed is different."
With that said, Yun Ce discovered another key point.
"A brave warrior can only control his own horses and chariots, and cannot truly lend them to others. Even if he hands over the reins to an outsider, he still needs the cooperation of the warrior's mind and heart to control them. And just now, the actions of the 'chariot' were the will of the Lord. ."
Beijiu was not involved in the whole process.
She did not continue to consume "qi" to maintain the existence of the "chariot", nor did she use her mind to control the "chariot" when Shen Tang entered the carriage. Beijiu transformed the "chariot", and this "chariot"
He became completely independent.
This situation is similar to the Lord Yan Ling turning into food.
Yun Ce still remembers the scene of his lord turning into a big cake and stuffing it into his mouth. With this skill, it would be difficult to starve to death! On the other hand, although a brave warrior can turn into a war horse, its essence is a purified world.
Qi, not horse meat.
Bei Jiu didn't know much about Wu Dan warriors and Literary scholars. Even with Yun Ce's patient explanation, she was still a little confused - with such a small gap, how could the Lord and the others be so serious?
She patiently waited for the outcome of the discussion to come out.
The result was unexpected, but the Lord's inquiry came.
She frowned as if she was puzzled, and looked at Bei Jiu with encouraging eyes: "Yuan Liang wrote a letter saying that you spent more than a month studying the drawings I drew, and you had a dream that day? Zhou Kou can describe it in detail.
Can you tell me the content of that dream?"
Beijiu can answer this question.
She recalled her dream that day carefully.
"Reporting to my lord, in my dream..."
Dreams in the past were all messy and disorganized. When you wake up, you will only have vague impressions, which will be forgotten soon. But the dream that day was different. It was as clear as if Beijiu had experienced it personally. What she saw and heard in the dream was like every day.
She could recall every detail, no matter how small it was. She clearly remembered that in order to decipher the secret that her lord had buried in the drawings, she could still work and rest normally for the first few days, but as the research deepened, and the prayer book sent her
Roll after roll of treasures, she entered a state of selflessness.
If someone hadn't reminded her to eat and sleep on time, she would have simply forgotten that her body still needed these. Especially when she hit a bottleneck, she would have forgotten the passage of time. Every time she briefly broke away from the state of selflessness, the sky outside the window was different.
On the night she succeeded, she was shocked to realize that her body was more tired than ever before, and her eyes were as heavy as lead. She drowsily dragged her body and threw herself onto the bed. That was also the most peaceful and peaceful sleep she had ever had in her life.
A sweet night.
When I opened my eyes, I didn't see the familiar beams.
Giant carpenter tools are flying in the sky!
Chisels, planes, saws, rulers, ink fountains, shovels and even skeins of thread flew over her head one after another.
Beijiu subconsciously chased them in the direction they were flying.
She didn't know how long she had been running.
She only knew that her body became lighter and lighter as she ran, and her body became less and less controlled by her. She did not stop even when the abyss was in front of her. The strange thing was that she did not have any fear in her heart. It seemed that she was subconsciously sure that she would not fall to her death.
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Facts have also proven that it does not.
He stepped out of the cliff and stepped on a giant wooden ruler.
This wooden ruler carried her flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, and flew out of the clouds.
There is a dark green light shining at the end of the clouds.
Countless light particles surrounded her body. They seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, with her body as the center of the vortex, passing through her skin and integrating into her muscles and bones. She curiously wanted to grab a handful, and the light particles seemed to be conscious.
Her fingertips kept moving.
【so amazing!】
Bei Jiu couldn't help but sigh.
After the words fell, the male and female voices could not be distinguished from the sky.
The sound was very soft and vague, and the content could not be discerned.
Listening carefully, she looked like a woman, like a man, like a person, but also like a group of people. The more she listened, the more her mind became confused and her eyes blurred. Beijiu couldn't help but close her eyes and shook them, waiting for her to open them again.
Opening her eyes, a series of giant phantoms passed by her side. There were men and women, old and young, some were dressed in rich clothes, and some were clothed in white robes. Bei Jiu was completely stunned.
【who are you?】
She couldn't help but sing loudly.
【Where is this again?】
Until a figure looked familiar to her.
Although the face of the giant phantom was very blurry, Bei Jiu felt it was familiar and blurted out: [Teacher!]
A figure who looked like a teacher passed by her left side.
Beijiu turned around to pursue.
Witnessing the latter transformed from a human figure into an instrument.
Not only this figure, but other illusory figures have also turned into different instruments, including ballistas, transmitters, and even land boats, zip lines, bridges, giant waterwheels...
Are these people or ghosts?
Bei Jiu felt at a loss and also felt fear.
At this moment, the fuzzy sound gradually became clear.
The voice chanted: "The sky covers the earth, and the objects are numbered ten thousand, and all the things are done because of them. How can it be done by human power?"
Bei Jiu's attention was instantly attracted.
She subconsciously murmured along with the voice: "There are so many things, and they must be taught orally and then the eyes will be clear and then we will know them. What is their geometry? Among all things, it is useless..."
What she said was the same as that voice.
Because this is the opening sentence of "Tiangong Kaiwu".
During these days when Beijiu joined the government, he was afraid that he would never be able to touch the sacred objects again, so he did not dare to slack off every day. He held the letter in hand and studied it in a daze. He looked like he wanted to carve every word into his bones and blood.
The body also develops inertia.
But the article was too long, and her memory did not have the photographic memory of a literary scholar, so she soon became stumbling upon memorizing it.
Shut up with a frustrated look.
Quietly listen to the voice reciting from the sky.
This voice seemed to have a different kind of magic power. Bei Jiu was surprised to find that he miraculously remembered every word he heard!
The pearls are flowing like stones, and the year is unknown.
The recitation has come to an end.
Beijiu didn't feel boring or tired, I just felt that the meaning was still unfinished. Just when I was regretting why I didn't recite that voice more, the sound of nature's music sounded in my ears, and a group of white cranes flew gracefully.
She opened her eyes wide in shock and looked up at the huge palace that almost covered the sky and the sun. The palace was not gorgeous, even a little simple and simple, but the details were extraordinary. Beijiu arrived at the palace sitting on a wooden ruler.
Under the steps...
【Should I go up?】
Beijiu pointed to the steps higher than himself and murmured.
Looking around, no one answered.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb forward.
The amazing thing is that she crossed the first step with one step.
The steps just now are behind you.
It is indeed a dream, anything can happen.
Thinking like this, Bei Jiu raised her skirt and ran forward, climbing up the stairs quickly, getting faster and faster. When she reached the back, she felt like she was flying, and she could even hear the wind in her ears.
Every time she took a step, a strange scene appeared.
Some people are standing in the mountains, holding weeds covered with fine teeth in their hands; some are dressed in cloth and talking loudly with princes; some are holding chisels to cut holes in wood; some are standing by the ditches and watching the waterwheels; some are on the battlefield and looking at the ladders...
The voice from before reappeared.
But this time it's not "Tiangong Kaiwu".
Bei Jiu felt that his body passed through a transparent barrier.
When she regained consciousness, she had already reached the final step.
The palace door at the end of the steps was closed tightly, and there was silence everywhere.
【Is there anyone? Is there anyone here?】
Beijiu wandered in place, but no one responded.
【Can someone tell me where exactly this is?】
There is still no second person.
She was a little discouraged and had to rely on her own efforts.
Until she looked up and saw the plaque on the palace door.
A few vague words can be vaguely seen.
【ink?】
She murmured, and after a while she only recognized one.
【Mo...what?】
My eyes hurt after looking at it for a long time.
Bei Jiu turned around and rubbed her eyes. She was wondering how she would wake up from her dream when a gust of breeze came from behind her and made the corners of her clothes fly. She turned her head subconsciously and saw a sound like an ancient sound coming from the previously closed palace door.
Call and open slowly.
Some people sighed and chuckled in relief.
【Finally, you are here.】
【This place is the Mohist temple.】
【Welcome, Mo Zhe.】
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PS: The main business of the Mohists in this article is infrastructure construction, not war.
PPS: Alas, now I am worried about the scribes, warriors, and Mohists. It feels weird (they are all the same ones). It is not as good as the scribes, military generals, Mohists, and doctors who are Xinglin? Alas, I can only think about the Mohists again.
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