Chapter 410 Huge Statue
The earthquake can also be felt in Qinghe.
Su Yanjun was originally dreaming that he was on duty at Wanshitang, and suddenly he felt that he was being pushed and pulled by the guests. His consciousness was groggy and he didn't know what happened.
After being pushed to the street, Su Yanjun realized that the streets were full of people looking up, motionless, as if they were petrified.
What are they looking at?
Su Yanjun also raised his head in the direction they were looking.
My breath suddenly stopped.
At the end of the line of sight, a huge statue of a god stood out of thin air.
The outline of the statue is looming in the mist in the distance, towering into the clouds, as if tearing the sky in half, weighing heavily on the eaves of the pavilions on both sides of the street like a mountain.
In the mist, the statue's eyes were slightly lowered, looking down indifferently at everyone on the street, including Su Yanjun, seeming to include all living creatures under endless scrutiny.
Su Yanjun's fear seemed to burst through her chest and she was unable to move, but someone kept pushing her, as if to push her step by step towards this frightening statue.
The pushing force became stronger and stronger, and Su Yanjun finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Stop pushing me!"
Then he heard his mother's anxious voice: "Yanjun ! Get up! There’s an earthquake!”
Su Yanjun suddenly woke up from the strange dream of the idol, his mother’s anxious voice echoing in his ears.
She opened her eyes and saw her mother's worried expression in the flickering candlelight. A cold sweat suddenly broke out in her heart. She quickly put on her coat and rushed out of the room after her mother.
As I ran, I could hear the dust falling from the beams, and along with the sound of broken tiles falling, it seemed like the whole house was shaking uneasily.
They rushed out the door in disgrace and fled along the street to the empty square.
At this time, many people had gathered on the street. Everyone's face was full of fear and confusion, but they all subconsciously followed everyone and ran in the same direction.
While running, Su Yanjun felt that this scene seemed familiar.
Subconsciously, I looked back at the end of the street behind me, always feeling that a strange and huge statue of a god would appear in the black night.
Is that the north side? she thought.
At this time, she realized that in the dream, there was no face of the Supreme God.
......
In Chang'an, there were only slight aftershocks, as if nothing happened.
Liu Sheng had already fallen asleep at this time.
Originally, she wanted to go back to the back mountain to continue her work, but she found out that the front and back mountains had restricted hours, and after that time, the seniors of Xianhe had gone to rest.
So she could only go back to Daoxiangzhai to rest.
Thinking that there are still so many things to do, and I still have to sleep, I feel condemned in my heart, but I have no choice but to enter the new world in my dream and complete the calculation and verification of the transformation of strange energy and spiritual energy.
Although the world has not yet awakened and there is no way to assist her in completing the impact experiment, she has a new idea.
Now, Liu Sheng is in the laboratory of the research center, looking at the spiritual energy transformation array on the ground, and the small tentacles that repeatedly change color in the center of the array.
The small tentacles output strange energy, which is then converted into spiritual energy through the magic circle and then re-entered into the small tentacles.
“So, just control the small tentacles to output a certain amount of evil energy, and then observe how much spiritual energy flows back to the small tentacles.”
“This method is indeed feasible!” Liu Sheng couldn’t bear it. Live to boast.
“We are really geniuses!” Another Liu Sheng appeared, squatted down and poked the small tentacles that turned from black to gold.
There is also Liu Sheng who is in front of the huge blackboard, tapping his chin with a writing pen.
"Well... this constant should be this. Sure enough, it is not enough to rely solely on the formation patterns. You still need to go through repeated experiments. After all, there are too many black boxes in the formation patterns of the ancient spiritual formation, and there are many seemingly meaningless formation patterns. I'm afraid it's still useful."
"Then how did I solve it?" Another Liu Sheng appeared, sitting on the table and shaking his legs, asking questions.
“Actually, looking at it as a whole, we can see the pattern, but looking at it separately, it’s hard to determine which part is really effective.”
“Well, it’s probably like alchemy. Same." Liu Sheng, who was poking the little tentacles, said.
All Liu Sheng nodded in unison.
Liu Sheng finally felt comfortable seeing that the transformation was now complete. "However, this method is only suitable for our own research. If we really want to publish an article, we still need a formal method."
All Liu Sheng nodded again.
Liu Sheng was about to let the little tentacle exhale again to check the calculation, but the little tentacle suddenly trembled, and an eyeball popped out from the tip of the tentacle.
"Did you see something?" Liu Sheng was confused.
I saw little tentacles running out of the magic circle and running outside the research center.
Liu Sheng and the others chased after them, and finally felt something.
Having been running into the garden of the research center, Liu Sheng felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head.
I saw a huge statue suddenly rising up from the clear sky. Those empty eyes were scanning something, but they seemed to see nothing.
"What is this? Why does it appear in the new world?" Liu Sheng marveled in their hearts, always feeling that it must be something not very good.
It's a pity that the world is not here to answer her questions.
The small tentacle jumped on Liu Sheng's shoulder. Liu Sheng frowned and ran towards the statue.
She didn't notice that as she ran, strands of golden threads emerged from her body, and the surrounding space fluctuated. Her footsteps became lighter and lighter, and she gradually began to float!
Qixuan Mountain is gone.
The research center is also gone.
The New World was also left behind.
She seemed to be thrown into an endless white space, like the world behind the door after climbing the steps, with a strong sacred atmosphere.
But the world is no longer frighteningly empty. The huge statue in the distance stands impressively, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.
Liu Sheng finally saw clearly.
The statue has a majestic face, seems to be wearing a broken golden dragon robe, and a golden crown on its head, but there are long and thin blood lines running through the body, like blood chains, and like wriggling Long worms.
If you look closely, you can see that those things have four claws, two long tentacles, and a slender body dragging a long tail.
That’s a dragon!
It's just that these "dragons" have long lost their former majesty, their scales have fallen off, their skin has festered, and they have become like blood-colored flesh worms, squirming and surviving in his body.
Liu Sheng swam forward step by step, the space around him became increasingly weird, and strange-shaped existences continued to appear.
The fairy is wrapped with ribbons all over her body, but those streamers are all slender and soft hands, and there are eyes on the palms of her hands. They seem to be looking at Liu Sheng, who is floating alone here.
A huge divine lion with incomparable bravery. If you look carefully, the armor plates on its body are densely packed with heads. Its feet are burning with divine flames, and the heads on its body are groaning in pain in the flames.
There is also the compassionate and laughing Buddha, whose gourd is full of strange bodies, drinking one after another; the mighty and brave general, with three heads and six arms, but they are biting each other, and the whole broken body is entangled. The immortal caressed the top, caressing away the troubles of the world, so all the brain flowers floating around him were like auspicious clouds...
These existences are all huge, like majestic mountain peaks, standing around Liu Sheng.
Their bodies are wrapped with golden threads. These golden threads are like ancient chains and umbilical cords that transport energy. They extend from their bodies and disappear into the surrounding snow-white mist.
The fog is layer upon layer, seemingly endless, shrouding this strange space.
However, behind the fog, there seemed to be a deep and lonely darkness. Many huge stars were hidden in the darkness, and only an outline could be seen, but just this outline could make Liu Sheng feel an endless sense of oppression.
She was floating among these behemoths, as small as dust, and no one seemed to care. She even felt that as long as they blew lightly, she would be completely wiped out.
However, she could feel the gaze everywhere, as if the whole world and the whole universe were watching her. The inescapable feeling of suffocation was like an invisible hand, gradually tightening, making her Her heartbeat became heavy and slow.
Since the world is gone now, Liu Sheng has no way of knowing where this place is and what these existences are.
I can only instinctively feel waves of fear from the depths of my soul for the behemoth, awe of the infinite unknown, and confusion about the vast space.
These negative emotions came in waves, almost engulfing her again.
As these negative emotions spread, Liu Sheng's collective consciousness seemed to collapse in this fear.
Her figure began to twist and split, and more and more "Liu Sheng" emerged, entangled and held up by small tentacles, and finally formed a gradually larger existence.