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At the third quarter of the hour of Yin (3:45 AM), the earth dragon turned over, and the bronze vessel opened its eyes. The ancient prophecy seemed to possess some kind of magic, causing the three people present to simultaneously look up at the night sky.
The Big Dipper hangs in the sky, its handle pointing precisely to the Yin position, while the brightest star, Dubhe, flickers in and out of focus.
It was as if it were having a dialogue across time and space with some force on Earth.
Wei Changxuan was about to speak when the big exam was tomorrow.
Before he could finish speaking, a piercing metallic scraping sound suddenly came from the lotus pot, like the sharp sound of fingernails scratching glass, sending chills down one's spine.
The broken wooden kite trembled violently, its rotten bamboo frame clattering against its bronze components with a teeth-grinding sound.
The once dull wings unfurled with a whoosh, revealing a bronze skeleton with runes engraved on its inner side.
The runes seemed to be infused with life, turning from blue to red at a visible speed.
The intense light seemed to melt the metal frame, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
Luo Yuheng's expression changed drastically. Silver light flashed from his sleeves, and three tortoise shells flew out with a whooshing sound.
The ancient runes engraved on the surface of the tortoise shell glowed with a faint blue light, forming a defensive barrier in the air.
Just as the tortoise shell was about to close, a crisp click came from inside the mechanical bird's chest cavity.
Some ingenious mechanism has been triggered.
An evil aura wafted out from the gaps in the runes.
Wherever it went, the candlelight dimmed instantly, creating an invisible ripple in the tranquil cave 4.8.
It was as if an invisible giant hand was stirring up the spiritual energy of this space.
Step back! Mu Nanzhi's voice suddenly rose.
The hand, still stained with cinnabar, suddenly grabbed the sleeves of the two people.
The three retreated rapidly like arrows released from a bow, leaving three scorch marks on the stone slabs of the ground where their boots scraped.
Chapter 326 Message Transmission via Mechanism!
Almost simultaneously, the beak of the mechanical wooden kite suddenly split open with a loud crash.
Dozens of silver needles, as thin as gossamer threads, shot out like a torrential rain, their tips gleaming with an eerie, ghostly blue.
It traced an eerie arc in the night, leaving wisps of blue smoke in its wake.
The silver needles struck the tortoise-shell barrier set up by Luo Yuheng, producing a dense clang of metal against metal.
Amidst sparks flying, Wei Changxuan's Thunder Tribulation Wood Sword was drawn from its sheath with a clang.
The purple lightning that coiled around the sword instantly tore through the darkness.
Under the light of the lightning, the complex mechanisms inside the wooden kite's chest cavity were clearly visible:
The intricate mechanism of meshing gears is engraved with runes, and a timing hand, like a blood-red cinnabar mole,
It was slowly traversing the meridian line, making a clicking sound that made your teeth ache.
Someone is sending a message through official channels.
Luo Yuheng brought his two fingers together, forming a profound hand seal.
The runes on the tortoise shell shone brightly, yet ripples appeared under the continuous impact of the silver needles.
He stared at the trajectory of the silver needles, his pupils suddenly contracting. The landing points of these silver needles seemed to be a special method of communication!
Wei Changxuan held the sword in one hand, the lightning on the blade illuminating his profile in shifting light.
He stared at the seven silver needles arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, his brows furrowing slightly, then suddenly a smile appeared on his lips as if he had remembered something.
With a soft laugh, he flicked his wrist, and the Thunder Tribulation Wooden Sword precisely knocked away the last silver needle.
Special password? Tsk, why make it so complicated in the middle of the night?
Before he finished speaking, he gracefully flicked his sword, and the moment the wooden sword returned to its sheath, the swirling lightning receded like a tide.
Wei Changxuan stretched, a faint spark of electricity still lingering on his fingertips.
Forget about any life-or-death secrets, even if the sky falls, I'll wait until I've had a good night's sleep before talking about it.
He then casually sat down on the stone bench, his boots striking the remains of the mechanical wooden kite with a crisp clanging sound.
Luo Yuheng looked at the still trembling tortoise shell barrier, then glanced at Wei Changxuan who seemed completely unconcerned, and shook his head helplessly.
Moonlight streamed in through the cave entrance, casting the shadows of the seven silver needles onto the rock wall.
The star patterns on the parchment gradually overlapped, as if telling some unknown secret.
The tortoise shell in Luo Yuheng's sleeve was still slightly warm. His starry eyes reflected the flickering candlelight on the rock wall as he stared intently at Wei Changxuan, who was slumped on the straw mat.
Changxuan, this mechanism for transmitting messages is no ordinary thing. The Moyun Code was used to commit suicide along with all the elders of the pavilion ten years ago.
Its sudden appearance in the world now is very likely a warning of the anomalies in the underground palace. You—
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" Wei Changxuan rolled over, the straw mat rustling under his weight.
He crossed his legs, the soles of his boots still covered in bronze fragments from the mechanical kite.
Tomorrow is a big exam. If I don't sleep now, am I supposed to go out and fight with dark circles under my eyes?
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a loud yawn, deliberately revealing a set of white teeth.
Besides, if something really happens, you can't avoid it, so it's better to get plenty of rest.
Mu Nanzhi squatted beside the mess of mechanical ruins, her fingertips tracing the sharp edge of the glass mirror.
The ancient seal script, revealed through blood, is still faintly visible at the edge of the lens.
She opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed the words that were about to come out.
The mountain wind swept through the cave entrance, ruffling the stray hairs at her temples, and finally condensed into a sigh:
What he said makes sense.
Chapter 327 Ye Dingzhi's Proposal!
Luo Yuheng's wide sleeves fluttered in the night wind, and the three tortoise shells transformed into streams of light and disappeared into her sleeves.
She gazed at the still slightly trembling mechanical kite; the runes on its bronze frame were suppressed.
Yet it still swirled between dark red and deep blue. Fingertips formed the Big Dipper hand seal.
A starlight barrier crashed down, enveloping the wooden kite in a dazzling cocoon of light.
Alright, now that we know there will be a change at 3:45 AM, let's get up and prepare at midnight.
As she turned around, the jade hairpin in her hair gleamed coldly in the moonlight. Now, she rested.
As night deepened, the chirping of insects could be heard sporadically outside the cave.
Wei Changxuan's snoring soon began, while Mu Nanzhi leaned against the rock wall, closing her eyes to rest.
Unconsciously, my fingertips caressed the bronze tripod totem on the sheepskin map.
Luo Yuheng, however, remained seated cross-legged, the starlight swirling in her palms illuminating her taut jawline.
Every now and then, I would look up at the Big Dipper outside the cave—the star Tian Shu was still flickering, as if it were silently counting down.
As the first rays of dawn pierced the clouds, the classrooms of Tianqi Academy were already packed with sixteen victors.
Some closed their eyes to rest, while others wiped their weapons. Only Wei Changxuan leaned against a pillar and yawned.
The distant, melodious sound of a morning bell startled the white pigeons under the eaves, their wings fluttering in the breeze.
No one noticed that the tortoise shell in Luo Yuheng's sleeve suddenly became hot, and no one saw that the glass mirror hidden in Mu Nanzhi's sleeve was quietly reflecting the increasingly dim stars in the sky.
The gilded screen reflected dappled sunlight, enveloping Young Master Mo Chen in a warm golden halo.
He leaned back on the carved sandalwood couch, his slender fingers entwined with silver threads, his movements languid and elegant.
As he casually turned the divination sticks, the four pairs of bronze sticks shaped like double carp emitted a clear and melodious sound.
The luminous pearl embedded in the fish eye flickers on and off, as if it hides some kind of mysterious mechanism.
Each time the divination sticks collided, a faint spiritual energy seemed to spread out, creating subtle ripples in the air.
Lei Mengshao stepped forward slowly, fanning himself with a folding fan. The Big Dipper, embroidered with gold thread, shone brightly on the fan's surface.
Each gold thread concealed a sharp barb. Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, bathing him in its glow.
It gilded him with a layer of luxury, making him exude the demeanor of a young master from a prominent family in every gesture.
As the folding fan opened and closed, the faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard, drawing everyone's attention.
Do you all still remember my reminder? Ye Dingzhi's voice was like a blade chilled by ice, exceptionally clear in the silent hall.
His black robes fluttered without wind, and the bronze token beneath him suddenly emitted a dark red light, burning his palms slightly.
His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, swept over the trembling Thunder Tribulation Wooden Sword at Wei Changxuan's waist.
Then, countless Five Thunder Talismans landed on the Taoist priest Zhao Yujia's robe.
Instead of forming a group of three, it would be better to add another person, so that they can restrain each other.
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur rippled through the hall, and everyone's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
Yin Luoxia chuckled and tapped her palm with her folding fan; nine illusory figures appeared and disappeared behind her.
(Zhao Hao Zhao) Each sword strike carried a sharp, fierce aura, making her appear as a female demon who controlled the Netherworld Soldiers.
"Is Young Master Ye planning a mixed party?" She raised an eyebrow, glancing at everyone, her eyes gleaming with cunning.
The thunder magic of Longhu Mountain, the hidden weapons of the Tang Clan, the mechanical arts of Xueyue City, plus Young Master Wei's thunder tribulation wooden sword, it's really interesting.
As she spoke, wisps of spiritual energy rippled in the air, like invisible undercurrents, causing the surrounding temperature to drop slightly.
Chapter 328: Exploring the Underground Palace!
Zhao Yujia suddenly flicked his whisk, and the peach wood sword emitted a clear and melodious hum, with the runes on the sword body shining with golden light.
The cloud patterns on his Taoist robe swayed gently with his movements, and his whole being was surrounded by a righteous aura.
Since that's the case, Zhao will oblige. His expression was solemn, his gaze resolute.
However, let's make it clear first: if we encounter any evil spirits, we must follow Wei Changxuan's orders.
This highly skilled disciple from Longhu Mountain clearly knew the power of the Thunder Tribulation Wooden Sword. When mentioning Wei Changxuan, a hint of barely perceptible fear and recognition flashed in his eyes.
On the other side, Zhuge Yun was intently handling the remains of the Qingfu bird.