Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 272 I am a little fish (27)

Jingli paid special attention to Xiao Piao and her group, who had been jumping around the most earlier. Xiao Piao was clearly gritting her teeth, showing both fear and dislike for Meng Li. Sensing Jingli's gaze, she rolled her eyes without restraint.

Jingli raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes without any politeness. Then she ran over to Mengli's side and said "Master, Master" twice in a fawning manner. Then they started an encrypted call between the two of them.

He still remembered that his public persona was that of Meng Li's spirit pet!

"Fairy, I noticed that this person's moves were even more powerful than the city lord's, yet he couldn't withstand more than a few moves from you!"

The use of sound transmission in this scene has a slightly contrived meaning, but it's mostly driven by curiosity.

Meng Li guessed that Jing Li possessed some unusual abilities, but she always thought it was a legacy of Jing Li's clan, so she didn't ask any further questions.

What did you see?

Jingli truthfully described the shape of the black shadow she saw, and Mengli smiled gently.

"That's because he borrowed the power of the demon god."

Zhu, also known as Zhu, refers to a demon or monster that was created later in life.

Innate demons, like Jingli and 6058 in this world, are demon cultivators who were blessed by heaven and earth and, through their own cultivation, naturally developed intelligence and were able to cultivate.

These types of demon cultivators are mostly simple-minded and retain some of their original habits. However, due to a lack of socialization, they are often naively cruel. They are not good at communication, prioritize violence, and human cultivators are generally wary of them.

"Zhu Yao" refers to a cultivated demon, a type of evil magic. In the technological age, it's somewhat similar to genetic experimentation.

For example, the dark shadow behind Chicken Feather Bro is indeed a combination of a bird of prey, a beast, and a snake.

The method involves taking the demon cores of the three entities, the heart's blood of the refiner, and the vengeful spirits nourished by fresh blood, and then refining them in a suitable magical artifact. This method is extremely cruel and is one of the forbidden arts in the righteous path.

The resulting demon is extremely powerful, but it has no physical form and can only enhance the power of the creator. The enhancement effect is based on the creator's own abilities.

It's likely that Chicken Feather Bro, this demon, wasn't personally created by him, and the connection between him and Chicken Feather Bro isn't very strong yet. If he encounters a leader of evil cultivators like Meng Li, he has absolutely no chance of winning.

Jingli nodded and shook his head as he listened, thinking that it was no wonder that the city lord could still be classified as a righteous cultivator despite his actions; the evil nature of evil cultivators was truly beyond his expectations.

Of course, the city lord wasn't a good person either.

While the two were communicating telepathically, they did not neglect to observe the simulated pupil box.

The use of the simulated pupil box is quite similar to that of a modern camera; it not only includes recording but also allows users to view the recording results in real time through communication with it.

The moon moves at a constant speed every moment, and in the image recorded by the pupil box at the gate of life, its trajectory presents the outline of a quarter of a semicircle.

However, after the semicircle was completed, the moon did not continue its smooth journey. Instead, it seemed to have bumped into something and changed direction, forming an abrupt angle.

Thanks to the two of them keeping an eye on the simulated pupil box, they caught the moment when the red moon seemed to be obscured by clouds and mist.

Meanwhile, the lunar orbit moves straight forward, drawing a short, straight line.

The strangest thing was that Jingli looked up at the sky and stared for a long time, but he didn't feel the moon move at all.

"At the Gate of Death."

Meng Li transmitted her voice, and Jing Li lowered his head. Just as the red moon turned the corner, the white sand of the Death Gate sank down neatly, and then formed a nine-square grid pattern in the largest area.

The moon continued its straight path, and the lines on its surface gradually became clearer.

Meng Li narrowed her eyes, took out an Eight Desolations Hammer from her Qiankun, weighed it in her hand, and then handed it to Jing Li.

"Watch this pattern carefully, and aim it here in a moment."

Meng Li quickly sketched a simple nine-square grid, pointing to the center of the fifth square.

"I'll watch the lunar orbit for you, and you can smash it down with all your might."

Although Jing Li hasn't quite figured out this formation yet, he can still make some guesses based on the existing conditions.

In the art of formations, circles and angles often correspond to the changes and constants of the formation. Now, the "angles" of the moon's orbit correspond precisely to the changes in moonlight, which in turn triggers the "changes" in the desert.

But there must be a point of transition between change and constancy, and that will be the key to breaking the formation.

When the lunar orbit changes from an arc to a straight line, it will inevitably return to an arc in the future; that is the point they are waiting for.

This node can be traced back.

By simply completing the quarter-circle arc into a semicircle and finding the center, we can find the two most likely points.

One is the center of the circle, and the other is on the arc.

For the scene, you only need to grasp these two nodes.

Inside the simulated pupil box, the moon's trajectory was not slow, indicating that time inside the formation was different from that outside.

Time passed slowly, and the lunar orbit steadily moved along a straight line, passing the center of the circle.

There are no corners.

Jingli had already prepared to take off when the moon's orbit was close to the center, and seeing that the turning point had not yet appeared, she relaxed for the time being.

Seeing that Meng Li made no further moves after taking out the Eight Desolations Hammer, the others began to think of other ways to find a way to break the secret realm.

Meng Li took a moment to remind everyone that the desert is imbued with spirit, and that they should not use large amounts of spiritual energy carelessly.

However, spiritual power is the foundation of cultivators. Some people either listened but had no other choice, or simply didn't take Meng Li's words seriously at all, and still tried to activate their spiritual power.

So the sand dunes moved up a few more inches, and the dark figures inside howled and clung to them.

People are always courting death, and Jingli was too lazy to be kind, so she followed the group and retreated inside.

The cultivator entangled by the shadowy figure was still showing signs of getting stuck in a rut. Seeing this, Meng Li simply took out her whip, said nothing, and just faced the person, who dared not speak out in anger.

With the area narrowed, the teams were closer together. Fortunately, although the groups remained distinct, no one dared to provoke them in the face of Meng Li's absolute strength. There were no more reckless fights, and no one suffered any losses.

Before we knew it, the lunar orbit was about to connect to the arc.

Jingli prepared again.

He had a premonition that the opportunity was at hand.

Perhaps because it was not easy to break through the formation and reach the lunar orbit record, and the orbit itself did not have so many twists and turns, another turning point appeared as they expected.

Correspondingly, the red moon was completely hidden by the clouds, but Meng Li and Jing Li both knew that once its trajectory returned to an arc, the red moon would reappear.

Time is of the essence.

Meng Li immediately alerted Jing Li the moment the moon's orbit changed direction.

Jingli's muscles tensed, and like a snow-white leopard, she leaped into the air.

The crimson moon was hidden beneath dark clouds, making the scene appear as if it were a new moon.

His slender and beautiful figure tumbled defiantly against gravity in the air, and then the Eight Desolations Hammer was swung up, the thousand-pound hammer being wielded in his hands as if it were a light prop.

Without the influence of the Red Moon, Jingli's descent speed was not as abrupt as the copper coin at the Death Gate. With a steady acceleration, Jingli crashed hard into the Fifth Palace.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to this scene. As Jingli touched the sand, fine white sand swirled around, forming a sand curtain that completely obscured her view.

Everyone is waiting for the outcome: will this little monster, as white as the moon, be swallowed by the white sand, or will there be another turning point?

Meng Li retracted the pseudo-pupil box of the fake door the moment Jing Li leaped up, turning it all towards Jing Li to prevent him from falling into danger.

Surrounded by white sand, the seemingly bottomless underground was made of bronze, and where the fifth palace was originally located, a long bronze needle stood—which, combined with the one next to it, turned out to be a sundial.

No, in this environment, it should be a sundial.

This thing is obviously related to time, but then we can only wait for the red moon to appear again.

Meng Li was unusually anxious because she didn't know if the reappearance of the Red Moon would bring any other changes, making it a gamble.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again.

"Little Koi, take the handle of the Eight Desolations Hammer and align it with the gnomon. Do you have a bronze mirror in your universe?"

Jingli was also nervous, but his experience in multiple worlds had instilled in him the habit of being able to calmly deal with things the more nervous he was.

The handle of the Eight Desolations Hammer is made of special peach wood, which is also found in the Bronze Mirror Observer system.

Following Meng Li's instructions, he inserted the gnomon into the handle of the Eight Desolations Hammer.

Meanwhile, the shadowy figures, no longer concealed by the white sand, began to tumble and roll amidst the movements in the scene, as if enraged, rushing towards the gnomon.

At the same time, the red moon had already left the corner and emerged from the clouds.

The scattered red moonlight shone on the bronze mirror, reflecting a concentrated beam of light.

Meng Li was still transmitting her voice, telling Jing Li to leave immediately if there was danger. Jing Li, however, did not intentionally turn her head towards the gnomon.

Perhaps because of his lucky bloodline as a koi fish in this world, he was very fortunate in this matter.

The red light transformed into a rope-like substance, wrapped around the gnomon on the peach wood hammer handle, and then shot straight out from the top of the gnomon.

The light path is directed directly above the gate of life.

The simulated pupil box above the Gate of Life was not withdrawn. When Meng Li saw the red light pierce out, seventy-two dark blue veins appeared on the sand at the Gate of Life.

Fearing something might happen to Jingli, she simply leaped lightly to the Gate of Life and threw a black nail at the intersection of the veins.

She carried the energy left behind by Jingli, so even though the shadowy figure sensed her spiritual energy fluctuations, it only kept its distance from her and did not dare to actually entangle itself with her.

Even if they get entangled, it's not a big deal, because Meng Li was already used to fighting against the shadowy figure even before she knew of its existence.

Without the interference of the shadowy figure, Meng Li was even faster.

All the black nails were in place, and the gnomon made a "click" sound.

Meng Li glanced at the lunar orbit and saw that the red moon had stopped moving and was stuck at the point where everything had happened.

What everyone saw was that, with a click, the red moon plunged straight into the sea of ​​sand.

The white sand curtain surrounding the scene had already fallen in a flurry, forming a high sand mound around the scene. He stood at the bottom of the pit, holding a "sundial" that had shrunk to the size of his palm.

"Little koi fish, chasing the setting moon."

Meng Li transmitted her voice again, and from her tone, it seemed less urgent.

Without wasting any time, Jingli quickly brushed the sand off his body, summoned his energy, and sped towards the place where the moon had set.

The moon fell on the gate of life, leaving only a small crater the size of a palm.

At the intersection of the veins, spiderweb-like cracks spread out from the point where the black nail was condensed.

Jingli seemed to sense something and placed the sundial in her hand inside.

Everyone felt dizzy and disoriented. The next second, they left the white sand world and arrived in a void.

Before them stood a bronze golem head that was two stories high.

The puppet's head had only one eye, black and white, which sent chills down one's spine—its eye consisted of three parts: a pure white crystal as the white of the eye, a black stone so dark that it seemed unable to reflect any light as the pupil, and a small red bead as the pupil.

Without a doubt, these eyes are the core of the formation, and the puppet's head is the place where they were just trapped.

"We're out?"

Xiao Piao was the first to speak, her tone filled with disbelief.

He frowned, looking in the direction of Meng Li and Jing Li, as if trying to confirm whether this was a conspiracy between the two.

Neither Jingli nor Mengli had a friendly look towards this Misty Mountain disciple. Mengli put away her whip, straightened her clothes, and said indifferently, "The formation has been broken. Please make yourselves at home."

It's clear they don't want to go together.

The few heretical cultivators respectfully thanked Meng Li first, showing no intention of leaving. The other small groups exchanged glances, then stepped forward to thank her as well, before heading into the darkness.

Xiao Piao couldn't express her gratitude, and said through gritted teeth, "It's just that you've run into evil cultivators and demon cultivators in this evil place."

He felt that the restriction of spiritual energy within the formation naturally put righteous cultivators at a disadvantage.

He turned his head and looked at the large bronze head behind Jing Li and Meng Li, and said unwillingly, "Our sect doesn't want this weird puppet."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and led his men in a menacing manner, heading in the opposite direction from the person who had just left.

A few heretical practitioners remained at the scene.

Chicken Feather Bro bowed obsequiously: "Senior, how about we travel together from here on out?"

Meng Li glanced at him with disgust and reached out to Jing Li.

Jingli paused for a moment, then subconsciously placed the Eight Desolations Hammer, now only a hammer, into Mengli's hand.

The hammer was in Meng Li's hand, and the handle reappeared. Without saying a word, Meng Li swiftly struck Chicken Feather Brother as a blur.

Chicken Feather Bro was caught off guard and took the blow head-on, instantly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The word "get lost" came out of Meng Li's mouth.

Chicken Feather Bro could no longer maintain his expression, and looked at Meng Li with a ferocious expression, then at the puppet head behind her.

As expected, evil cultivators cannot be trusted. Their true intentions just now were not what they seemed. If they had really taken them along, who knows how the other party would have sabotaged them behind their backs for the sake of this puppet head.

Chicken Feather Bro rolled his eyes, feigned weakness, and then winked at the other three evil cultivators.

They had probably formed a temporary alliance. The three of them quickly moved forward, with Chicken Feather Bro and one other person blocking Meng Li's view, while the other two headed straight for Jing Li.

The evil cultivators fought without any rules, and two sinister killing moves came straight at Jingli's door.

Jingli didn't know many techniques. He used muscle memory to throw out a low-level barrier card and then used energy to create a protective shield.

However, he was unsure whether he could withstand the two evil cultivators' deadly attacks.

Just then, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his wrist—

Springtime slices have disappeared.