nyslfriends Chapter 1703 Deduction and Drill!
Chapter 1703 Deduction and Drill!
Time slips away quietly...
Cheng Buzheng was completely immersed in the moment, his mental energy highly focused, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.
He meticulously captured, analyzed, and stored the direction of every key array pattern and the outline of every Dao inscription, as if making a rubbing.
As he poured his divine sense into the blank jade slip in his palm, it flickered with a steady and frequent soft light, and a massive amount of data poured into it like a tide.
In the void interlayer...
Cheng Buzheng's figure moved silently along the edge of the great formation, like a slippery fish, moving through countless points.
It records every exposed detail of the great formation from different angles.
When the last trace of fatigue was suppressed by his powerful primordial spirit, he finally stopped his constant traversing.
The solemnity that had lingered in his eyes for a day and a night finally eased, and a hint of undisguised joy flashed across his face.
He looked down at the jade slip in his hand, its luster now subdued, yet it felt incredibly heavy, as if it possessed immense weight. A thrill of success resonated within him.
'It's done!'
At least all the observable array patterns are here!
But this joy did not go to his head.
He understood perfectly well that what was recorded in the jade slip was only the part of the iceberg that had surfaced, a representation of its external trajectory.
What are those more complex and profound spiritual restriction structures hidden beneath the surface, forming the core framework of the great formation?
This is the underlying logic that determines the true core functions and permission flow of the grand formation!
At this moment, these underlying spiritual structures remain hidden deep within the mist, and no detail has been revealed.
The array patterns are the result, while the spiritual restrictions are the cause.
Only by mastering the fundamental spiritual restrictions for constructing the underlying array patterns can one see the whole picture.
For the vast majority of array masters in the world...
Based solely on these recorded "superficial articles",
It's like receiving only fragments of a mysterious book, with neither beginning nor end.
Without understanding its internal connections and evolutionary rules, it is impossible to even begin to study it, let alone reproduce its basic features.
This seemingly complex and endless network of array patterns is actually a clever combination of more fundamental "spirit restriction" units, which are like bricks and tiles.
Cheng Buzheng understood this principle more deeply than anyone else.
His own natal spiritual treasure, the Chaos Dao Tribulation Sword, originates from a restriction composed of countless tiny spiritual restrictions intricately interwoven together.
The secrets of advanced formations, in their essential principles, are also similar—
The grandeur and magnificence of the appearance all originate from the ingenious construction and infinite combinations of the underlying spiritual barriers.
However, this is a dead end for others...
For Cheng Buzheng, however, this was precisely the only path to survival leading to the ultimate goal!
His most precious treasure, capable of defying fate—the mysterious "little dish"—is the ultimate key to unlocking this predicament!
As long as the array record in our hands is large enough and representative enough, and as long as it can reflect most of the "spiritual forbidden vocabulary" and "combinatorial syntax" that constitute this array...
He was confident that, relying on "Little Disc's" almost divine, heaven-defying deductive abilities, he could deduce the answer from these countless "puzzle pieces."
By meticulously unraveling the mystery and working against the current, they painstakingly deduced the complete array diagram that constitutes this astonishing formation.
It also includes the complete operational blueprint for all hidden spiritual structures!
This will be the fundamental basis for him to seize some core authority of the great formation, thereby occupying a "futon" and seizing the origin of the laws!
Mystery!
Inside a quiet room in a small courtyard deep within Ping'an City...
Almost at the same moment that the clone successfully collected the array patterns...
Deep within an inconspicuous courtyard in Ping'an City, in a quiet room isolated from all the noise, a wisp of mist drifted slowly.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, suddenly opened his eyes, which were as deep and calm as an ancient well.
A wisp of memories and information from his clone, piercing through the void and traversing vast distances, flowed into his primordial spirit without missing a single detail.
The corners of his mouth curled into an indescribable smile, tinged with both strong hope and a hint of uncertainty.
"The preliminary intelligence gathering work has been completed."
Success or failure?
It was now entirely tied to that priceless treasure deep within his consciousness, a treasure to which his fate rested.
Without any further hesitation.
Cheng Buzheng's mind instantly focused, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, his will penetrating the barrier of his consciousness without hindrance.
Reaching straight to that being that floats in the center of the sea of consciousness like the core of the universe—
It was an illusory yet solid sphere of light and shadow, within which endless runes flowed and circulated, the vast array of information recorded by the clone day and night without sleep.
Cheng Buzheng's will was as swift as his own, as if he had plucked a star from the sky, and this sphere of memory, brimming with a vast amount of information...
And it carefully yet decisively plunged into the center of the "small dish," into the deep, swirling groove.
The moment the command was given, the sea of consciousness roared and all sounds ceased!
The silent "little dish" was suddenly lit up!
Its originally dull and mysterious ancient patterns on its surface suddenly lit up as if they had been infused with flowing lava!
A brilliant yet gentle golden light rose up and filled the entire sea of consciousness.
Countless minute, incomprehensible patterns flowed and recombine rapidly within the radiance, as if billions of stars were being activated.
It's like a dormant cosmic brain now operating at full capacity...
A few breaths passed in the blink of an eye, yet it felt as long and unbearable as millions of years.
Deep within the sea of consciousness!
On the still surface of the jade disc, the ceaseless, dazzling golden light began to slowly recede like a tide.
It was as if the stars had extinguished in the dawn sky, eventually settling into the warm and understated jade-like luster of the saucer, with nothing more strange about it.
Followed by.
As Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his Dao mind was clear and bright. The moment a thought arose, a monstrous wave suddenly surged in the depths of his consciousness.
A torrent of memories, overwhelming and unstoppable, containing the complex and profound meanings of endless star trails, roared through time and space and crashed into his mind!
It wasn't a trickle, but a celestial river flowing backwards, instantly filling every corner of his mind.
His body trembled slightly, then he focused his mind and held his breath, immersing himself in the vast ocean of information.
It's like a silent rock placed in the center of a raging vortex, letting the massive amount of information wash over and surge through it.
Time flows silently.
The only sound in the silent cave was his long, subtle breathing, like the low murmur of a dragon or snake.
After a long time,
He barely managed to sort out the vast, complex, and almost tearing "torrent" of thoughts from his mind and put it into order.
It reveals its core structure and form.
At this time.
Cheng Buzheng, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, which was shrouded in misty clouds, like a sculpture, slowly opened his eyes.
When those deep eyes first opened, they were like ripples on an ancient well, and a trace of indescribable regret quietly spread from the depths of their depths.
Ultimately, it turned into a barely audible sigh and dissipated into the silent air.
"really……
To deduce the complete array diagram solely based on the deduction values,
Ultimately... it was still a regrettable, wishful thinking.
He murmured softly, his voice echoing in the empty cave, carrying a hint of weariness after the dust had settled.
The facts are undeniable:
From the perspective of the integrity of the battle formation, this simulation can indeed be described as a complete success.
However, examining it from a higher perspective, and from the true core secrets of the formation,
It was undoubtedly a complete failure.
The array diagram, which carried immense power, was indeed depicted, outlining its macroscopic structure and operational trajectory.
But the most crucial nodes, like the soul of the formation, are inscribed with those ancient Daoist scripts—
Those wondrous runes, imbued with the power to communicate with heaven and earth, remain as mysterious as celestial scripture.
Not a single word or phrase could be deciphered or interpreted.
It was this void at the core, like a slender thorn, that pierced Cheng Buzheng's Dao heart, adding to his lingering regret.
Although before this...
With his understanding of this "world-shaking array" and the limits of his deductive reasoning, he had a clear awareness and prediction of this possibility.
But when the cold, stark reality is laid bare before us...
The anticipated yet still overwhelming sense of loss, like the tide at nightfall, inevitably overflowed the dam of my heart.
Cheng Buzheng closed his eyes and silently circulated his magic incantation to fight against the pent-up anger in his heart.
After a long time,
Only then did he seem to unload a tremendous burden, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air from his chest, his face regaining its calm, still-well-like expression, leaving only a deep, lingering echo:
"That's it!"
Even if we cannot fully comprehend all the mysteries of this earth-shattering formation, nor grasp its ultimate secrets...
But the core array diagram he had deduced was already the key to unlocking the door to power.
With it, one can gain control over some of the core permissions of this formation!
That's enough!
Thoughts raced, and a clear analysis instantly took shape:
"Once we have control over this part, the covetous high priest will no longer be able to recklessly use the vast and boundless power of the great formation to completely suppress my Dharma body!"
unless……"
His thoughts paused slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Unless the high priest can truly and completely control all authority over this great array and become its sole master."
however!
The thought had barely formed when it was extinguished by Cheng Buzheng's calm and collected mind, like a flickering candle flame.
He knew perfectly well that this was absolutely impossible!
If the High Priest had truly gained complete control over the entire world-shaking array, the earth-shattering battle with that Island-Moving Venerable would not have ended in such a tragic stalemate.
He should have easily mobilized the power of the entire formation after completely erasing the array authority imprint of the Island Moving Venerable, and suppressed the Island Moving Venerable to eternal damnation with a mere flick of his wrist.
How did things become so complicated and difficult?
Even beings like the High Priest had to sacrifice their fundamental source of power to unleash that supreme forbidden secret technique that could break the limits of combat power in the Nascent Soul realm.
After all, everything in this world has its price!
The more mysterious and heaven-defying the secret technique, the more severe the restrictions and backlashes on oneself.
Duration is inevitably a constraint; once its effectiveness diminishes, the ensuing backlash will be like a landslide or a tsunami.
The more miraculous the effect, the more ferocious and unbearable the backlash will be!
This is an ironclad consensus that has remained unshakable for billions of years in the cultivation world.
Just as Cheng Buzheng was sitting on the cloud bed, lamenting the disappointing results of his deductions...
Far away in the depths of the vast forbidden sea!
Inside a void layer cleverly concealed by spatial folds.
Cheng Buzheng's Dharma body, which resembled transparent water ripples and whose true form was difficult to capture with the naked eye, was completely focused.
A pair of enormous hands, existing between reality and illusion, moved with speed that transcended the boundaries of light and shadow.
Her ten fingers, like jade butterflies flitting among thousands of flowers, danced nimbly.
Following some ineffable rhythm of the Great Dao, he is continuously casting hundreds of ancient hand seals that are so complex they are dazzling!
With each seal, a flash of light appeared at the fingertips.
It was as if peeling silk from nothingness, causing imperceptible ripples in space.
Streaks of light, each a different color yet all equally faint as mist, shot out from his crystalline fingertips like serpents, repeatedly outlining and weaving in the distorted void before him...
gradually.
A giant, three-dimensional net, its outline beginning to take shape, formed by countless intersecting rays of light, appeared in the air.
it!
Profound and precise, it forms the prototype of its own world, and it is clearly of the same origin as the core array diagram that the main body just deduced in the jade disc!
But at this moment, the "net" manifested by the Dharmakaya, regardless of its shape or size?
Or is it structural hierarchy?
They all appear much more streamlined and miniature.
The only, and most fatal, difference lies in—
On this illusory net of light, every node that should have been engraved with ancient Daoist inscriptions that connect the great power of heaven and earth is still bare and empty!
Like a puppet without a soul, this is the biggest gap between the replica and the original array.
Not bad!
At this moment, Cheng Buzheng's avatar, which had completely concealed its aura, form, and energy fluctuations within the depths of spatial folds, almost merging with the dark void,
He was practicing the incomplete array core structure that his main body had painstakingly deduced with the help of the small dish, over and over again with complete concentration!
The mind must be clear and unobstructed, the technique must be precise to the finest detail, and the flow of every strand of magical power must be free from the slightest stagnation.
He needs to transform this set of hand seals into his body's instinct in an instant!
There must be absolutely no delay or deviation!
It should be noted that the opponent is a high priest who controls part of the array's core and whose methods are ruthless and unpredictable!
How could He give an intruder a second chance to make a mistake or restart?
Think about this.
The Dharma Body, hidden behind the invisible void barrier, was performing hand seals. Its spiritual senses and consciousness, like invisible tentacles, cautiously and without leaving a trace, swept across the even more treacherous space beyond the interlayer.
The gaze pierced through layers of distorted light and shadow, locking firmly on the core of the array, where golden and red lights intertwined wildly, resembling a giant cage—
That figure, sitting cross-legged, his blood-red robe billowing, exuding a terrifying pressure as deep as an abyss and as deep as a prison!
Although its full appearance could not be seen, the sense of oppression that unconsciously emanated was enough to make the space tremble.
Fortunately, upon advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, cultivators already possess absolute control over themselves, honed to perfection through countless trials.
In addition, Nascent Soul cultivators are born with the ability to remember everything they see, a memory almost like a divine imprint.
And a sea of consciousness whose thought processes are as terrifying as the cosmic orbits...
...(End of this chapter)