MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 992 Become reality

   Chapter 992 becomes reality

   "Distorting space..." Xiaolan felt that her cognition was impacted again, "I don't understand, it's so abstract."

   "It's okay if you don't understand," Qin Yin patted Xiaolan's back, "When you see it, you can just learn it."

"Uh……"

   The burden on the fourteen-year-old girl’s back was one more point.

   "No wonder these two gods got together to discuss this matter," said the fool. "It sounds really serious."

   Twisting Space…

Xiaolan pouted and raised her head, staring at the glasses hanging on the bar in a daze. Those glasses reflected the faint candlelight on the table. The glasses and the candlelight together formed an orange chandelier, suspended in mid-air. .

   Xiaolan's pupils suddenly dilated.

"I suddenly thought of something," Xiaolan lowered her head abruptly, looking at her companions who were discussing, "Sister Lingluo didn't say just now that if Uncle Luo's Lingxi is still there, it means that she has entered a life-and-death isolation rule. Place, does this mean that the Taoist priest and the others may indeed be in a space that Laomu cannot sense?"

"what do you mean……"

"That group of people has the ability to distort space, and naturally they can also change the space around the Taoist priest," Xiaolan said, "So, Wu Ren is right, Uncle Luo and the others should really be fine. "

The    life is still there, it's just isolated in a strange space.

   I don't know if I should celebrate.

   "It's possible," Ling Luo was pleasantly surprised. "This incident actually alarmed the two gods. It must have touched the basic rules. Otherwise, they would not have carried out such a troublesome investigation."

   Of course, mainly because this time even Wu Ren was energized and made it clear that it was not a small problem. After all, diligent work is the daily life of Laomu.

   "It's the isolation of life and death, and the distortion of space," Qin Yin sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a grin, "What do those people want to do? What is this ten-day banquet for?"

   "That's right, that group of people worked so hard to come up with such a game, it's definitely not just to project the player's behavior and feelings, after all, this thing doesn't seem to be of much practical use," said the fool, "They must have other purposes."

   Everyone agreed with the fool's words.

   "The question is," Xiaolan scratched his head blankly, "What is their purpose?"

  ***

  The three living men and a dead man (Lao Luo) looked at Xia Hua who was wiping her hands elegantly, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

  Xia Hua's black-bottomed orange-bloom cheongsam was spotless, she was stepping on high heels, and wet tissues were fluttering from side to side on her slender hands.

   At her feet, lay the unnamed man who had just been knocked unconscious by her fist.

   "What's wrong?" Xia Hua threw the tissue into the trash can with satisfaction, turned around, and noticed their eyes, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

   "No...it's nothing..." Luo Jiutian stepped back unconsciously, but was pushed back abruptly by his father, "Sister Hua is mighty, long time no see, Sister Hua has improved her kung fu..."

   "What can I do?" Xia Hua gave Luo Jiutian a blank look, "You three are all gentlemen, I have to do this kind of thing... Well, now that he can't hear, we can discuss some other things."

"I have a problem!" Luo Jiutian immediately raised his right hand, turned around, and looked at the Taoist priest, "Daoist priest, you just told that person that he was selected through the game, what does that mean? ?"

  The Taoist priest thought that Luo Jiutian would ask this point, and he asked back, "What do you think the purpose of their group of people creating the ten-day banquet?"

   "Purpose..." Luo Jiutian, as the only person present who had actually participated in the game, thought hard, "According to what you said, is it to choose some people?"

   "This is exactly my speculation," said the Taoist priest. "Moreover, the people they selected are not simply players with powerful psionic powers, but players who have the opportunity to control more than two kinds of psionic powers."

  Luo Jiutian finally showed an expression of sudden realization, "Oh... I said where did they find so many eccentric people."

"Also, Baomu and Xiaolan once said that in the last level of the game, they saw what they wanted to see the most at that time," said the Taoist priest, "Remember? Xiaolan saw the boundary monument. , and Baomu saw Ye Bai, and what they saw was not a phantom, because Baomu used that opportunity to successfully bring Ye Bai back."

   "Miss Xiaolan saw the boundary monument?" Xia Hua asked in surprise.

   "Yes," said the Taoist priest, "but that's not the point, because Xiaolan only vaguely saw what the boundary monument looked like, and didn't touch it."

   "Can this game be connected to reality?" Li Muyuan asked when he understood what the Taoist meant.

   "I think this is the second purpose of the Ten Days Banquet," said the Taoist priest. "Although I don't know how they did it, it seems that those people were able to make what happened in the game a reality."

   "How is this possible?" Xia Hua said, "It's incredible..."

"The more incredible things are, the closer they are to the truth," said the Taoist priest, "I thought this idea was too bold before, but it was not until Jiutian introduced the situation of Yi Nian to us that I finally had an idea and felt that everything was There are traces.”

   "Another thought?"

"Yes," said the Taoist priest, "Yi Nian is powerful, but in fact, no outsider has seen the book that is said to be able to manipulate people's luck, and it is even unknown whether it is true or not, but no matter how far away the legend is, the Nine Sects are regarded as the enemy's. People will definitely be afraid of this, unless..."

   "Unless they can get a book to read!" Xia Hua realized, "You mean, they want to make that legendary book a reality through games!"

   Luo Jiutian and Li Muyuan understood and were stunned.

  What a big game of chess!

   "It's over, it's over," Luo Jiutian almost jumped up, "Has anyone who thought about participated in that game? Have those people already succeeded? It's over, it's over..."

"What are you afraid of? If they succeeded, we would probably have turned into ashes by now," Xia Hua said calmly, "Judging from the current situation, their fears still exist, which means that the book Yiyan has not yet fallen into their hands. ."

   "With these two goals, they launched the ten-day banquet plan," said the Taoist priest. "Although the book of one reading has not yet come to fruition, they seem to have completed the work of finding special talents smoothly."

   Indeed, they have met several such special talents.

   "Master, I also have a question to ask," Li Muyuan said, "How did you think that Qiao Moqin could use Miaozhen Tianpei to eavesdrop on us?"

   (end of this chapter)