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The first part of the Mathematical Classic is a collection of obscure texts, while the second part contains some strange rituals and complicated calculations.
Chen Mu read it excitedly, and then he was left with confusion in his mind.
"Understand, why should I understand, how is it possible to understand. The secret methods of divination and calculation have always been so mysterious." Shen Yan looked unfathomable.
Chen Mu could only bite the bullet and do the experiment according to the mathematical instructions.
He first went to the island to cut large bundles of long grass leaves, then tied them up and arranged them according to a special method based on the weather, and then went through complicated calculations to get a string of numbers.
Through this string of numbers, different paragraphs of text are selected from the previous scripture to form a spell.
The scriptures say that as long as he keeps chanting, he will be able to gain a vague sense of enlightenment.
But he recited it hundreds of times, until his mouth was dry, but he didn't get any response at all.
He was afraid that he had made a mistake in the previous operation, so he started from the beginning to make the calculations, and then... then he found that he would get a completely different spell every time.
What a fuss!
"Are you sure this spell that changes every now and then will really work?" Chen Mu looked at Shen Yan.
"I don't know." Shen Yan looked calm.
Chen Mu: “…”
You don't even know whether this thing works or not, and you want me to use it to lie?
You old ghost want me to die, right?
Shen Yan, however, was calm and composed, saying, "Not only do I not know, even if City Lord Jian Chan came to use the Nine Cups of Calculation, he would not say a word."
Chen Mu couldn't help but open his eyes wide.
"The Nine Cups Mathematical Sutra has been passed down for a long time, and the exact time is no longer traceable. Some people say that its origin is mysterious and contains great secrets, while others say that it is just a trick of charlatans." Shen Yan said calmly: "Sometimes it does work, but sometimes it is useless."
"It all depends on luck?" Chen Mu couldn't help but grin.
"It all depends on luck!" Shen Yan nodded, and then said meaningfully: "It is precisely because of the uncertainty that it is easy to fool people."
Good guy!
Fine……
Chen Mu couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and could only bite the bullet and continue to study the arithmetic.
After working hard for seven or eight days, counting on my fingers before sleeping, I finally made this secret method appear on the gray wall.
Although the strange operations in the arithmetic scripture still left him scratching his head, he was finally able to get some vague sense using the Hundred Changes Spell.
Chen Mu didn't care where the sensation was pointing and immediately stopped practicing this secret technique.
It's just him. If an ordinary person were to think about it so much, he would go crazy!
Besides, you are just fooling people, why take it so seriously?
……
That day, Chen Mu got up early in the morning and gained experience points for the Jade Gate Curse as usual.
But not long after the Yin Spirit's divine power began to operate, the originally unstable energy suddenly became clear, as if a misty glass was wiped clean.
Chen Mu glanced at the experience on the gray wall.
Yumen Mantra: 1002/10000/Level ;
It’s only over a thousand, but the effect is so obvious?
When the time came, he was a little undecided.
"How about I use the Nine Cups Calculation Sutra to calculate for you?" Shen Yan said with a playful look: "When I was alive, I was the Imperial Master. Don't worry, it's very accurate."
But pull it down!
I think your calculations are not as accurate as mine.
Also the national teacher?
Chen Mu rolled his eyes: "Did you try to fool the emperor and get hacked to death?"
Shen Yan looked indifferent: "So are you going to leave or not?"
go!
Why don't you go!
It would take a huge amount of spiritual energy to return to the underworld on their own. It would probably take at least two to three years for them to store up enough.
He was not afraid of waiting, what he was afraid of was falling into unknown danger during hunting.
Just like the blue fireflies he encountered before, if it weren't for the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed that broke through the illusion, he would have been eaten up by the bugs by now.
"Isn't it just a few days of interrogation? If I can't fool you, I'll just hide in Qiandeng City again."
"But if you can fool them, you will be safe immediately, and you can use the Ghost Gate to return to the underworld without any risk."
"Done!"
He immediately began to summon the ghosts of Pu Lu and Yuan Hai flag.
Pu Lu is the source of Huangquan Ferry. The participation of the ghost of the Hai character flag in the soul-calling flag sacrifice is a necessary condition for the performance of the Nine Cups Suanjing.
According to the information provided by Shen Yan, he rehearsed the possible interrogations with everyone several times.
……
In the afternoon, everyone gathered beside the bottomless pond.
Shen Yan stood in front of the crowd and waved his hand to activate the Danshan Sutra. Except for the hundred or so evil spirits beside Chen Mu, the other evil spirits immediately turned into black clouds.
The Jade Gate Curse was activated, and the human-shaped Ghost Gate was activated. A dark curtain suddenly appeared in the air. Its surface was like rippling water, and the inside was pitch black, with a trace of cold air emanating, which was the sign of the Ghost Gate opening.
Chen Mu took a deep breath and also activated the Danshan Sutra, leading more than a hundred people around him to go into the curtain.
My vision suddenly darkened, my mind became a little dazed, my consciousness slightly slowed down, and the feeling I had at the bottom of the Forgotten River reappeared.
Before he could take it in, a bright light appeared before his eyes.
Chen Mu looked at it with great anticipation, and then met the eyes of a head with half of the face missing.
The other person had pale skin and a sturdy body, with a dark and strange vertical eye between his eyebrows. The left half of his cheek and the back of his head were completely gone, and the broken gray-white stone he was leaning on was dyed red and white.
Chen Mu's whole body tensed up suddenly and he looked up abruptly.
The expected ghost soldiers did not appear, but instead there was a raging sea of fire and billowing black smoke. A strong smell of blood hit him in the face, and broken arms and bodies were scattered all over the mountains and plains. The broken bodies of countless three-eyed people almost covered the area he could see.
"Is this really the main camp of Jigu City?"
Chen Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning.
It took him a while to come to his senses and realize that the gray-white stone that the three-eyed man was leaning against was actually the fragment of the Ghost Gate.
The Yumen Mantra was activated, and a strong sensation spread around.
"No wonder I didn't see the gate of hell just now. My emotions were blown to pieces and I couldn't see them at all!"
"This two- to three-meter-long broken stone in front of me has turned out to be the largest piece of debris."
"Is the three-eyed man a native of Netherworld?"
"Alas... I thought the headquarters was safe enough, but I didn't expect..." Chen Mu couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The surrounding mountains collapsed and the ground was full of potholes and charred. White ashes and the broken bodies of the three-eyed men could be seen everywhere after the death of the ghost soldiers.
Chen Mu took a deep breath and smelled an indescribable burnt smell.
"We can't stay here any longer!"
He opened the gate of Qiandeng City and was about to take the evil spirits inside when his heart suddenly moved and he looked at the corpses all over the mountains again.
"Just leave them lying here in the wind and sun?"
Although they are not from the same race, Chen Mu still couldn't help feeling grieving for the loss of his loved one.
"No one came to collect the body after he died. How pitiful!"
"Forget it, who made me a good person?" Chen Mu sighed and waved his hand, and all five or six thousand evil spirits in Qiandeng City appeared.
"Do your best to collect the bodies." He planned to find a burial place for these three-eyed people.
For example...
Bottomless pool!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 486 Fisherman
Somewhere in the forest, a bald man with a strong build and three eyes on his forehead was desperately running away.
He leaned forward without touching the ground, and quickly dodged the oncoming trees, as if he was being dragged by an invisible rope, and flew forward silently and at high speed.
Suddenly, a cloud like thick plasma fell from the sky and blocked the view.
The three-eyed man's face changed drastically, and his body suddenly stopped flying rapidly. He turned around and fled to the other side like lightning. While flying, he looked back at the blood clot.
Seeing the blood ball standing still in the distance, he couldn't help but feel relieved. But just as he turned his head to look at the road, a blood-red water curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.
The palm that was raised in front of him subconsciously easily broke through the thin water curtain. But as soon as it passed through the water curtain, the originally plump and strong arm suddenly shrank and became like a dead firewood in the blink of an eye.
Just as he was about to adjust his body and retreat, the blood-red water curtain suddenly accelerated forward, like a fishing net blocking the river, and instantly covered him.
puff!
With a slight sound, the three-eyed man rushed through the water curtain. While he was still in mid-air, his nearly three-meter-tall body shrank instantly, and his pale skin turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a corpse that had been decayed for thousands of years. He fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a bang.
The blood-colored water curtain shrank and gathered, turning into a drop-shaped blood ball with a diameter of more than three meters. With a joyful cheer, it suddenly flew into the sky, dragging a streak of blood light.
Similar scenes continued to occur throughout the forest.
The densely packed Blood God Sons looked like blood-red locusts. As they flew up and down, the three-eyed Hades turned into dry bone fragments one by one.
Above the sky, blood was surging and rolling like a long river rolling backwards.
Lan Zhang folded his hands behind his head and lay lazily in the clouds. The blood-red afternoon sun shone on his face, and he felt indescribably comfortable and leisurely.
A dark shadow that kept changing shape suddenly appeared beside him, with countless big eyes that kept rotating on it.