Returning to the group, Shen Hongshan gave a brief account of the investigation information to Lou Zheng and the others.
Later, a few people went to check again, and then they looked at Lin Qianxuan with expressions that were much more colorful.
How to describe them?
Admiration?
Or disbelief?
Perhaps a bit of both.
Lin Qianxuan, on the other hand, didn't care about these trivial details. While using Myriad Phenona to absorb the turbid energy, he conducted simulations of the Divine Machine with the Rebel Army.
The functions of these Divine Machines might not all be useful, but Lin Qianxuan intended to collect them all for technological accumulation, just in case they might be needed in the future.
Incidentally, he also gathered so remnants of Moon Peak to see if Myriad Phenona could simulate it.
The answer was yes.
The simulation consud less than the War God Armor Body, requiring only seven hundred thousand Spiritual Essence.
After successful simulation, it could directly transform on the spot into a tal tower resembling a watchtower.
Within a hundred-mile radius, once a target was locked, it could directly fire a Fallen Moon attack.
This was essentially a turret.
It is also worth ntioning that the "Moon Peak" as a turret and "Fallen Moon" as a projectile could be considered as one by Myriad Phenona, allowing for direct simulation and replication.
Even the fired "Fallen Moon" didn't need to be recovered.
However, doing so would result in a significant decrease in Myriad Phenona's energy reserves.
Of course, to Lin Qianxuan, with his infinite Divine Energy, a decrease in energy reserves wasn't important.
This also led Lin Qianxuan to discover another detail about Myriad Phenona.
It could convert energy into other substances from nothing.
In fact, the Divine Machines it simulated were also converted from energy.
The core of Myriad Phenona was only that red lotus made of Divine Iron.
And even more deeply, that lotus wasn't important.
The truly important part was the transford Divine Soul.
All functions relied on the half Divine Soul of the Turbid God Brother.
No wonder Emperor Shenwu only took the Divine Soul of the Emperor Sword when he left and didn't take the Divine Iron used to make the Emperor Sword.
The consumption of Spiritual Energy in simulating the crowd's Divine Machines was negligible, far less than the War God Armor Body and Moon Peak.
In total, it didn't even use ten thousand of Lin Qianxuan's Spiritual Essence.
However, this didn't an the crowd's Divine Machines were inferior.
Typically, individual weapons and strategic-level large weapons couldn't be compared.
When Lin Qianxuan copied Gongsun Yue's gourd, Gongsun Yue had already recovered almost completely.
Being a martial artist, and with the help of Spiritual Liquid for recovery, the small damage caused by the ordeal had long since healed.
She recalled earlier events, still feeling a bit timid to look at Lin Qianxuan.
"Yue'Er, are you feeling better?" Lin Qianxuan asked.
"Thank you for your concern, young master, I'm much better." Gongsun Yue said.
Lin Qianxuan wanted Gongsun Yue to call him Brother Lin like in the ga, but on second thought, young master sounded quite good too.
Being called brother didn't seem as elegant as young master, so he didn't ask Gongsun Yue to change her way of addressing him.
"That's good." Lin Qianxuan nodded and said earnestly, "Don't worry, I promise this will all end."
"Yes, I believe in you, young master." Gongsun Yue said.
In contrast to Gongsun Yue, Gongsun Ying's situation was much more complex.
She arrived first, but her sister surpassed her.
The deep-seated inferiority complex made her cautious in front of Lin Qianxuan.
"Miss Ying." Lin Qianxuan spoke as he sat beside Gongsun Ying.
"Yue'Er is still there, don't get so close to ." Gongsun Ying said.
"Is it okay if she's not here?" Lin Qianxuan smiled.
"You ca to simulate my Divine Machine with Myriad Phenona, right? It's called [Xiaguang], and it was made for by a professor from the Celestial Craft Institute at my foster father's request."
Gongsun Ying changed the topic, handing the sword in her hand to Lin Qianxuan.
Lin Qianxuan refused the sword and said, "Miss Ying, do you dislike ?"
"No..." Gongsun Ying lowered her head and said softly.
"Then look up." Lin Qianxuan smiled.
Gongsun Ying looked up, puzzled as to what Lin Qianxuan intended to do.
At that mont, Lin Qianxuan took out his phone and snapped a photo of her.
The shy expression mixed with three parts hesitation amused Lin Qianxuan, a stark contrast to the previously valiant Gongsun Ying.
He planned to show it to her after the future Empress of Great Qian ascended the throne.
Just thinking of that mont, he couldn't help but chuckle.
This black history, if not collected now, would be hard to find in the future.
"What is this?" Gongsun Ying asked confusedly.
Lin Qianxuan showed her the photo for a glimpse, which imdiately turned Gongsun Ying's entire face red.
"This, this, young master, quickly erase this photo so Yue'Er doesn't see it."
"She's not as petty as you think..." Lin Qianxuan said halfway, recalling the ti Gongsun Yue pressed him down and shook him violently, he added, "Well, she's not that magnanimous either."
In so sense, Gongsun Yue tacitly allowed all of this to happen.
Just as Gongsun Ying knew Lin Qianxuan's intentions, she still allowed him to interact with Gongsun Yue.
They both held back, yet each hoped they could solely have Lin Qianxuan, though that seed unlikely.
So, the emotional tangle here was indeed quite complex.
Of course, Lin Qianxuan didn't think much about it, firmly believing in one simple truth.
That is, affection grows over ti!
Ti would smooth over all the discord, and as they spent more ti together, things would beco natural.
...
Not continuing to tease Gongsun Ying, Lin Qianxuan quickly simulated [Xiaguang] with Myriad Phenona and then left, leaving the space to her and Gongsun Yue.
Before long, the Rebel Army finished resting and set off again.
This ti, it was different from before, as Lin Qianxuan had beco their leader.
Arriving at the moat, the bridge leading to the Imperial Palace was already broken, and the rushing black river below was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Lou Zheng and others were still discussing whether to have soone build a rope bridge.
At this mont, Lin Qianxuan stepped forward and said, "Leave it to ."
This was the only battleground he had solely claid since setting off.
He slightly closed his eyes and could feel the massive amount of water around him.
With a subtle thought, the water all submitted to him.
Rumble, rumble, rumble~!
The water surged from the river below, forming a continuous water bridge in the nearly kiloter-long gap.
It even had railings.
"Everyone, let us go," Lin Qianxuan said aloud.
Imdiately, he was the first to step onto his water bridge.
In truth, he could wrap them all in water and fly across, but it was easier for them to walk themselves, reducing communication costs.
The sight of Lin Qianxuan using Water Manipulation to create a bridge left everyone utterly astonished.
The rebel army's morale soared exceptionally.
At this mont, everyone believed they could completely halt the calamity on this journey.
The eyes of the Gongsun sisters showed complex emotions.
Including a slight trace of pride.
After all, he was their man.
Lou Zheng and the others promptly walked onto the water bridge, preparing to proceed to the Imperial Palace.
As everyone reached the middle of the bridge, suddenly Gongsun Yue's expression changed, about to warn everyone.
But at this mont, Lin Qianxuan also took action.
"Howl~!"
Thump, thump, thump, thump~!
With a sorrowful beastly cry, the water transford into cone blades, piercing through a monstrous fish almost a hundred ters long, suspending it above the water.
Its tail weakly struggled and swung, scraping the stone wall below, directly leaving a terrifying scratch, sweeping away a pile of rubble.
It's imaginable how terrifying it would be if it leaped out of the water to attack everyone.
"Its head is pierced and it still has strength?"
Lin Qianxuan slightly frowned, with a thought, hundreds of water flows jabbed its tail into a cactus.
Now it was entirely immobilized.
Facing the astonished and doubtful expressions of everyone, Lin Qianxuan said, "It's alright, continue moving forward."
The rebel army, hearing this, withdrew their gaze from the underside of the bridge and continued crossing as directed.
Soon, everyone reached the entrance to the Imperial Palace.
Here, they could only climb over.
No one opened the door, opening the palace door was quite troubleso.
But to them, it was very easy.
The surrounding miasma grew thicker; the pillar of miasma seed less than a kiloter away now.
Yet they could see it but couldn't approach.
They passed several main roads, still feeling that the miasma pillar was right before them.
Before Lin Qianxuan, myriad phenona spun, absorbing a large amount of miasma.
He knew at heart, it was because this place was rely a projection of the Qiankun Cauldron.
Although it seed to have physicality, it wasn't truly existent.
"There's a problem," Gongsun Yue noticed and said, "There's not a single person here and we've been going in circles, there's sothing wrong with the space."
"An array?" Shen Hongshan asked.
"It should be a projection," Gongsun Yue touched the wall and said.
"Yue'Er, can you find the entrance?" Gongsun Ying asked.
"I should be able to, but it will take so ti," Gongsun Yue replied.
"No need, I already saw it," Lin Qianxuan said, "Follow ."
He wasn't boasting; he had already used the ability of the Eyes of Death to peek at the entrance...no, now it should be called the Eyes of the Muddled Heaven.
These eyes were similar to the Eye of Divination.
By inquiring a matter in the heart, then activating these eyes, one could see feedback information from it.
But not everything could be seen.
It had considerable limitations.
It demanded quite a lot from the user.
It's not just a simple matter of consuming a lot.
When Lin Qianxuan probed for information, he himself would be weighed before the Eyes of the Muddled Heaven alongside that information.
If the karmic weight of that information was greater than his own, he could not see even a sliver of the scene.
Only when his own karmic weight was greater than that of the information could he see the corresponding information.
The karmic weight calculation here was also very complicated.
Distance, energy level, ti, scope, and so on would all be calculated in.
Lin Qianxuan didn't yet grasp the principle or summarize a formula.
He could only attempt, seeing what was smaller in karmic weight than himself; he could not see what was larger.
In Lin Qianxuan's eyes, the red divine energy glimred lightly as he led them forward swiftly, and shortly, they arrived at a plaza.
Here, a giant cauldron, three zhang tall, appeared.
"Qiankun Cauldron?" Shen Hongshan was astonished and said, "Wasn't it destroyed by the Great Emperor Shenwu?"
"The entrance is here," Lin Qianxuan said.
"The Imperial Palace, was it put inside?" Gongsun Yue was also a bit surprised and said, "The small world within the Qiankun Cauldron indeed exists."
In the ga, Lin Qianxuan had seen it many tis, but seeing it in reality, this was still the first ti.
He could sense that inside the Qiankun Cauldron was a very powerful artifact spirit, of course, it was much inferior to the Divine Soul of the myriad phenona, but likewise, like the myriad phenona, its Spiritual Wisdom was forcibly erased.
It was mostly the doing of the Great Emperor Shenwu.
Just like with the myriad phenona.
With the Great Emperor Shenwu's overbearing nature, he didn't like his Divine Machine possessing too much intellectual wisdom.
Any slight defiance, and it was likely destined to be smashed under his oppressive might.
Lin Qianxuan raised his hand, and myriad scenes flew out, absorbing all the miasma spewing from the top of the Qiankun Cauldron.
"Let's go!"
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