My Arms Can Turn into Blades-Chapter 288 - 197: Everyone Will Become Part of History
It's as if... returning to the past.
And the chaos everywhere.
Forced Ji Xin to return to the Celestial Strategy Mansion branch in Jinling City without staying at the 'incident site' of Chen Lusi and others' disappearance for long, dealing with various matters.
Countless matters piled up together.
By the time Ji Xin slightly controlled the situation.
An hour had already passed.
And at this time.
Shan Li and Luo Mountain finally arrived.
Both of them set out almost immediately upon receiving the news.
One from Kunlun and one from the Celestial Strategy Mansion Headquarters, unlike the Security Army with large numbers, directly transferred through the Bronze Gate to Jinling, so they arrived extremely quickly.
"What happened!? Chen Lusi disappeared!?"
Upon seeing Ji Xin.
Luo Mountain shouted, looking very shocked.
Actually, this is also why he rushed over immediately.
Chen Lusi is missing... Compared to this, the dismantling of the Bronze Gate seems trivial.
And Shan Li didn't say anything, just took over from the little girl who was transferred, standing behind Ji Xin.
"..."
Ji Xin looked at Luo Mountain, then slowly put down the phone in his hand, and said coldly: "This, you need to ask Kunlun, you've investigated for so many days, not even a definite word, let alone an answer, not even a guess.
I'd really like to ask, can you only do post-event analyses? Or do you only know what's happened after a big explosion? Then what is the point of your existence?"
Luo Mountain: "..."
Ji Xin's words left no room for diplomacy.
This made him a bit embarrassed.
Kunlun certainly has problems, but there are also difficulties... After all, the territory is so vast, with so many associated systems, coupled with an endless stream of folk mythologies, if Kunlun truly understood everything, it would be gods...
"Speak."
Ji Xin stared at the silent Luo Mountain, speaking again.
"...What exactly happened?"
Luo Mountain snapped back to reality, sighed, didn't complain, but asked about the important matter.
He could understand Ji Xin's feelings at this moment.
In any case... let's solve the problem first.
"'Scenery'."
Ji Xin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, maintaining a cold expression: "That bald monk in Jiming Temple said it's the 'Scenery' decorating its dream, what is 'Scenery'? Do you have any impression?"
Luo Mountain frowned slightly: "Scenery?"
"Yes! The message was conveyed by a young monk, looked very anxious, there's a possibility the message was incorrectly conveyed."
Ji Xin said directly: "But anyway, this is the only clue. Currently, people are disappearing all over Jinling, whereabouts unknown, and mirages have started appearing at various ruins, this is the information confirmed so far.
Based on these, you make a guess, whatever materials you need, go find them immediately, give me an answer before tonight."
"..."
Luo Mountain didn't reply, but muttered to himself: "Scenery... Scenery..."
Ji Xin looked at him, squinted his eyes, and didn't speak again.
Luo Mountain stood in place, muttering for about ten minutes.
Then suddenly snapped awake, full of shock: "Could it be...that!?"
Ji Xin asked calmly: "What?"
Luo Mountain muttered: "The Scenery of the National Sacrificial System, the witness of the dynasty."
"...National Sacrifice?"
Upon hearing the words National Sacrifice, Ji Xin immediately frowned and then said: "Explain clearly."
"Impossible."
Luo Mountain subconsciously stepped back a step, face full of disbelief: "This thing couldn't possibly exist till now! The last dynasty to set the capital in Jinling was the Great Ming, and then they moved the capital, how could it not have disappeared."
"I said, explain clearly."
Ji Xin wheeled himself in front of Luo Mountain.
And Shan Li, as if telepathically understanding, stepped forward, grabbed Luo Mountain's collar, and lifted him slightly.
"Now is not the time to discuss the possibility! Tell me! What is 'Scenery' in the National Sacrificial System!"
Ji Xin raised his head, staring straight at Luo Mountain.
Luo Mountain looked down at Ji Xin, finally coming to his senses, his face pale as he said: "It's said that during the sacrifice of each dynasty, as long as the duration is long enough, they will create a Guardian God, which is the so-called 'Scenery', the shadow of the Supreme God of the National Sacrificial Pantheon, Emperor Haotian.
It will gradually form with the continuation of the dynasty, becoming more and more tangible, and it will record everything of the dynasty... until the dynasty ends.
The moment the dynasty ends.
It will disappear, but it will not die, where it goes is also not recorded.
I only know, this thing is the witness of the old dynasty, and at the same time, the most thorny problem every new dynasty must face.
Because one day, it will reappear, upon the new dynasty, reflecting everything it witnessed... and using the things and people of the new dynasty, to decorate the history it once witnessed, creating an Illusion Dream.
The Illusion Dream of the old dynasty.
This is a natural disaster that every new dynasty cannot avoid, this is the last blow before the old dynasty perished..."
"..."
Ji Xin was silent for a second, then asked immediately: "How to resolve it?"
Luo Mountain: "..."
"Speak!"
Ji Xin slightly raised his voice.
"There's no way to solve it."
Luo Mountain's face turned even paler: "At least in the existing records, there is no record of any solution... because all abnormalities are its memories.
And we cannot resolve intangible memories.
So every new dynasty can only endure losses, then perform sacrifices to create their own 'Scenery', the only unofficial method is to let an Empowerer of the National Sacrificial System, relying on the immunity characteristics of the same Authority Ability, enter the Illusion Dream, to annex the original 'Scenery'... But this method addresses the symptoms but not the root cause.
After the 'Scenery' of the old dynasty is annexed.
