The demon master chuckled, and the shadow in front of him kept swaying.
"This is not the place to talk!" Traces of a spiritual treasure appeared under his Taoist robe.
It is his companion treasure: Beiming.
It is an infinite sea.
Beiming manifested and immediately pulled the figures of the demon master and Guang Chengzi into it.
Guangchengzi felt like the world was spinning.
Then he appeared in the ancient wild ocean.
Countless huge kun fish were swimming among them.
These terrifying ancient beasts have long been extinct in the Three Realms, but unexpectedly there is a surviving family that has been living in the demon master's spiritual treasure.
"This treasure has always been connected with Guixu!" The demon master's voice appeared in his ears: "So if I speak here, I won't alarm the saints!"
Guangchengzi raised his head and looked at the demon master: "Brother Taoist, did the saints hear the conversation you and I just had?"
"Of course not!" The demon master slowly shook his head: "The poor Taoist travels across the three realms, and there are some ways to cover it up!"
"Even a saint would not have been able to detect the meeting and conversation between a poor Taoist and fellow Taoists if he had not prepared in advance!"
"However, it's better to be careful!" The demon master chuckled: "What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
Guangchengzi was immediately shocked.
He understood what the sorcerer meant.
If he had not handled it properly just now, then all the saints would know that he, Guangchengzi, had met the demon master Kunpeng.
When the time comes, Guangchengzi, even with ten mouths, can't explain why the demon master wants to see him!
It is indeed worthy of being an ancient giant that has existed since the first judgment of Hongmeng.
The calculation was so cruel that Guangchengzi felt inferior to him!
However, now he has no choice.
I don't even dare to feel jealous.
He had no choice but to bow his head and say: "Please teach me, Brother Tao, how to escape from this fate..."
The demon master had no expression on his face, and gently stretched out his hand, and countless water flows surrounded him.
Several huge kun fish began to swim affectionately beside him.
When Guangchengzi saw it, he didn't know that the demon master Kunpeng would not help him easily, let alone tell him how to escape from the disaster.
There is no other way, Guangchengzi can only bow his head and bow again: "Guangchengzi respectfully asks Taoist brother to give you some advice!"
The demon master still said nothing.
Guangchengzi was helpless.
Now that he has entered Beiming, he knows his situation.
His bottom line has been broken again and again by him.
He took a deep breath and could only bow his head again: "Brother Taoist is compassionate, please give me some advice!"
The demon master Kunpeng finally spoke: "I don't even want to be my friend!"
"As long as fellow Taoist friends are willing to help Pindao find Lu Ya..."
"After the incident is completed, Pindao will tell fellow Taoists how to escape from the disaster..."
Guangchengzi swallowed.
Who dares to believe what the demon master Kunpeng says?
Faced with such a person who has repeatedly escaped from catastrophe, abandoned his allies and comrades and ran away.
There is no difference between trusting him and seeking death.
During the Lich Tribulation in the past, the 365 demon gods of the demon tribe almost all fought to the last moment.
The blood of countless demons and gods that have existed since the first judgment of Hongmeng spilled across the sky.
The survivors after the war all had their bodies broken and their spiritual treasures destroyed.
But before the battle, the demon master Kunpeng disappeared without a trace.
He betrayed his oath and betrayed the entire demon clan!
As a result, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation failed to exert its full power from the beginning!
Demon Master Kunpeng certainly knows his image in the Three Realms.
He also understood Guangchengzi's concerns.
But he doesn't care!
He just looked at Guangchengzi in front of him quietly, like looking at prey that had entered the urn.
He knew and knew that Guangchengzi would give in.
Because, apart from him, Guangchengzi has no one to turn to!
Guangchengzi has no way out!
Therefore, Kunpeng’s patience is very good!
He just looked at his prey.
Even enjoying the struggle and entanglement of the prey.
Now that he is doomed, and already entangled in the obstacles of cause and effect - Guangchengzi will inevitably make the worst choice!
…
Xu Ji slowly pinched the thing in his hand.
A smile appeared on his face.
"It finally worked!" He finally made a magic weapon that belonged to him!
Although this thing looks ugly.
At this moment, what he was holding in his hands had no sense of beauty at all.
It looks crooked, some are similar to the TV antennas used to receive signals that Xu Ji saw when he was a child, and some are like telecommunications signal towers.
Three non-black tubes form an array, hanging on the top of this thing, with a triangular tower-like structure below.
It's just crooked and has no beauty at all.
no way!
It was my first time refining treasures, so I wasn't very proficient at it, and I didn't do it well in some places.
But it finally works!
The surface of this magic weapon is engraved with many small numbers.
This is the result of Xu Ji learning from the "array burning technique" passed down by the old god and leaving some mathematical magical powers on it.
Now, the only question is: what can it do?
Xu Ji blinked and gently input an undetectable amount of mana.
The magic weapon in his hand immediately lit up, and then he felt a ripple that was so weak that it was almost undetectable, oscillating back and forth in the Crystal Palace.
It was only because he had the perception of Dao Ancestor, otherwise he would not have been able to detect this ripple.
"That's it?" Xu Ji shook his head.
Isn't this thing too close?
The Crystal Palace is evenly matched!
What is this enough for?
Xu Ji scratched his head and looked at the magic weapon in his hand that was too ugly to be shown to others.
This treasure has the shadow of the treasure refining technique passed down by the old gods.
It also contains some private information from a network engineering major.
He changed the purpose of the magic weapon made by the old immortal.
The manifestation of Qinghe, a magic weapon refined by the old immortal, is a magic weapon that can be engraved with names and capture the breath of the true spirit, thus creating a certain resonance with people.
It was similar to the 'Soul Lamp' and 'True Roster' in the novels he had read.
However, it is much stronger than the soul lamp or something.
A treasure that the old god refined at random has the ability to make directional contact with the person above it.
At the very least, some communication based on the soul can be carried out.
Xu Ji used his mathematical powers to inscribe it and used some techniques for refining formation flags.
So, this thing became like this.
It seems that it is no longer possible to burn names and capture other people's auras.
Instead, it can release a weak to almost non-existent ripple.
But what are these ripples used for?
Xu Ji thought carefully and input a slightly stronger mana again to activate the thing.
The ripples are finally a little clearer.
And Xu Ji also understood, what was the echoing ripple?
1,2,3,4,5,6,7……
There are also some graphics, symbols, etc. mixed in.
hiss!
Xu Ji took a deep breath, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"I seem to have created the prototype of a mythical version of the telegraph?"
"wrong……"
"It should be legal retribution!"
What is driven by magic power is naturally Dharma retribution!
The only problem is, the propagation distance of this thing is too short, right?
Moreover, he doesn't look very smart.
There is no receiving device!
Moreover, without a codebook, even if one were to create one, it would probably not be of much use.
Is it possible to share some music theory knowledge like 167 and 456 with others and learn from each other?