Chronicles of Celestial Origins

When the first ray of light came into view, what Tang Ning saw was not the appearance of the room itself, but clear lines.

These lines are thick and thin, criss-crossing, forming a giant network.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch these lines of different thicknesses and sizes, but he couldn't feel anything.

Do these densely crisscrossed lines really exist?

What exactly does it represent?

The spiritual energy in his body continuously poured into his eyes, and dense lines were clearly presented before his eyes. He could not see the end at a glance, and he seemed to be trapped in a giant network of intertwined lines.

The more Tangning looked, the more confused she became. She couldn't figure it out at all. For a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, all the threads had disappeared.

He seemed to have just returned to reality at this moment, and then he realized that the walls around the room had disappeared.

But this didn't surprise him too much. He knew in his heart that the disappearance of the surrounding walls must be related to the magical power exerted by his eyes just now.

After using the Qingling Fairy Liquid before, he had vaguely mastered a kind of binocular magical power. As long as he poured enough spiritual power into his eyes, he could shoot out two red light beams that looked like real objects and could destroy the target.

It's just that he can't fully master this magical power. Once used, his own spiritual power is often exhausted first, and his eyes will suffer from piercing pain after using it. Therefore, he has never used this magical power against the enemy.

For him now, what he wants to understand most is what those dense and intricate silk threads of different sizes represent.

It is certain that these threads are by no means hallucinations, but are real things that exist in the world. However, they are usually invisible and intangible. If we can understand what the threads represent and figure out its rules, we may be able to understand them. Uncover a certain secret in this world, and the benefits will be limitless.

Tang Ning circulated the spiritual power in his body and poured it into his eyes. With the influx of spiritual power, his eyes bloomed with divine light. Threads of different sizes reappeared in front of his eyes. More and more threads appeared like ghosts. In front of him, it took up his entire field of vision in a short time.

At this time, there was nothing in his field of vision except silk threads.

After this baptism of Qingling Fairy Liquid, these threads no longer seemed to be there or not, looming or vague. Instead, it was presented very clearly before his eyes. He could clearly see the size, shape, and thickness of each thread, but he just couldn't understand what the function of these threads was and what they represented.

He fiddled with his hands like a child, trying to sort out the source of the threads, but the threads would not become messy as his fingers fiddled with them, and still existed there intact.

Tangning stood up slowly and explored along the direction of the thread. She didn't go far when she heard a soft thud as if she had bumped into something.

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he seemed to understand something.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual energy retreated into his body like a tide. When he opened his eyes again, the usual scene returned to his eyes.

It turned out that there was a stone wall standing in front of him. Just now he was exploring in a direction pointed by the silk thread, and he walked out of the room unknowingly and bumped into the stone wall outside.

"Stone wall."

"Stone wall."

Tangning murmured to herself, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

At this moment, he had vaguely grasped the meaning represented by these intricate threads.

He suddenly raised his head, and the spiritual power in his body rushed to his eyes. As his eyes bloomed with divine light, threads appeared in front of his eyes. When all the threads occupied his field of vision, all the objects that originally existed in reality had disappeared.

Tang Ning stared at the criss-crossing threads in front of him, feeling extremely happy. He finally understood the meaning behind these threads.

At this moment, directly in front of him, what appeared in his field of vision were rows of vertically intersecting silk threads, and each one was thicker than the surrounding ones. Its size was just like the size of this wall.

In other words, the thick vertical intersecting threads in front of you represent the wall.

He stretched out his fingers and touched the intertwined threads directly in front of him, and sure enough he touched the stone wall.

He turned his head and looked around. Not far away, there was another row of thick vertical intersecting threads, which was where another stone wall was located.

He walked forward, stretched out his palm, and sure enough, he touched the stone wall again.

When he looked down, the thick intersecting threads under his feet were densely packed like a net with no end in sight.

At this time, Tang Ning could feel the stinging pain in his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes and slowly sat on the ground, closing his eyes and frowning in thought.

Now he understands that the thick, vertically intersecting silk threads represent some kind of physical object that exists in reality, but what do the other complex interlaced silk threads of different sizes around him represent?

If the vertical threads represent something real, then what are those tiny and intricate threads in the empty space? Is it the state of space?

It is too early to draw any conclusions now. He needs more references to understand the meaning behind each intricate thread.

After a while, the stinging feeling in his eyes finally disappeared, but Tangning was not in a hurry to verify. He turned his hand, took out a pill, swallowed it, and sat cross-legged on the spot, entering a state of meditation.

Using the magical power of his eyes consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had consumed less than half of his spiritual energy, and his eyes also felt a stinging sensation.

He needs to recover to the best condition and then slowly confirm the suspicion in his heart.

After most of the day, when he opened his eyes again, the spiritual energy in his body was full.

Tangning stood up and left the room, walking in the cave. Every time he passed by a place and saw something new, such as trees, flowers, pavilions, and lakes, he would stop and pour his spiritual energy into his eyes to verify that these objects were entangled in the intricate threads. What kind of appearance does it appear.

Sure enough, after repeated inspections, he found that various items were represented in different ways in the threads.

For example, a lake appears in silk threads as an ups and downs, wavy and intertwined threads.

These threads are not as thick as the threads represented by the stone walls, and are slightly thicker than the threads that exist around the empty space. This type of threads should represent the form of water.

For metal items, the silk threads are thicker and densely intertwined.

The trees present another appearance in the silk threads. The threads are very soft and relatively messy, and there seems to be a little bit of inexplicable light from top to bottom.

This type of silk thread represents the shape of wood.

But when he saw the pavilion made of giant trees, the appearance of the silk threads was slightly different from the trees. Although the lines were soft, they were not messy, orderly like stone walls, and did not have the unique and indistinct appearance of trees. bright.

Tang Ning immediately had a conjecture in her mind. The faint light might be a special manifestation of life. The trees themselves are alive, but the pavilions built by felling trees are dead, so the lines are soft but lifeless. .

This conjecture was soon confirmed, because a person walked towards him.

In his field of vision, these lines emitted very bright light, criss-crossed, densely packed, some were long and some were short, some were thick and some were thin, and they were constantly flowing up and down, left and right, and they were moving in their own direction.

After discovering this new object, Tang Ning was greatly surprised. She immediately closed her eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be Gu Yuanya.

Is this the form a person appears in the field of vision composed of silk threads? Tang Ning seemed to have discovered a new world, her eyes were filled with brilliant lights.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Gu Yuanya looked at him in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"You looked so scary just now, your eyes were shining like a wild beast."

"That's a new magical power I've developed for my master. Is there anything important going on in the alliance during this time?" Tang Ning asked.

Long before the pearl oyster was about to vomit liquid, he had said that he was going to practice in seclusion and not to disturb him unless there was anything major or urgent. Therefore, during this period, he had been staying quietly in the backyard.

"I haven't heard anything big. Oh, by the way, Ni Fang from the direct brigade came to visit, Yu Jia from the third brigade came here, and Sima Nianzu sent someone to invite you to his cave, but they were all blocked. ”

Tangning nodded without saying anything.

"Master, I have something to tell you."

"What's going on?"

"Didn't Junior Brother Gao serve in the Fourth Battalion before? He made a friend, and now he also wants to serve in our alliance."

Tangning glanced at her: "Since we are friends in Gaoyuan, why didn't he come by himself and instead asked you to send a message?"

"Isn't he afraid that you won't agree, so he found me? Master, if you don't object, I will make arrangements right away."

"Go and make arrangements. It's a great honor for you. Who are you going to find to make arrangements?"

Gu Yuanya said with a smile: "You are now the deputy captain of the regiment. Who in this regiment doesn't know that I am your disciple? If they don't look at the monk's face, they also have to look at the Buddha's face, right? Since you were reassigned to After I arrived at the headquarters, they were all very polite to me! Master, I promised you not to let me lose face in front of others."

"See what you can do, go ahead!" Tang Ning shook her head helplessly.

Gu Yuanya thanked him and left.