leonardwarren #275 - The memory of a spiritual practitioner
#275 - The memory of a spiritual practitioner
Wang Jixuan didn't understand at first why Five wanted to see his childhood memories.
But when Five took out her 'memory segmentation display technology,' Wang Jixuan roughly understood... …
This guy wants to embarrass him in public!
Five wasn't exploring his memory, but using a kind of psionic circuit to make him actively display a segment of memory. The displayed memory must be synchronously recalled by the exhibitor.
Whether it's fake or not can be seen at a glance from the picture.
Five also specifically announced the additional conditions:
“We have to find some notaries. We can't just have the two of us looking at each other. We also have to identify whether there is any adulteration in each other's memories!”
Wang Jixuan pondered for a few moments: “That's too troublesome. I'll display mine, and then explore yours, how about that?”
“That won't work. Equality is the basis of respect. Either we both display, or we both explore.”
Five snorted:
“Displaying is me selectively letting you know my memories.
“Exploring is you taking the lead. What if you see all my memories?
“Don't think I'll fall for it. A hundred-year-old kid still wants to deceive an old woman of seventeen or eighteen thousand years?”
The two confronted each other for a while;
Wang Jixuan made a concession.
For the sake of Five's 'considerable wealth'.
“Alright, then we'll both display.”
“Consider yourself sensible,” a smile appeared in Five's eyes. She beckoned with her slender white hand, saying, “I'll replicate this circuit for you first. Let's call for more spectators!”
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and called out to Peony, who was watching the excitement beside him: “Ask Old Fu if he has time.”
“Yes, sir.”
Five said quickly: “And your girlfriend!”
“Then call Xia Huating over too, and Zhengde, the Eastern Commander-in-Chief.”
“Yes.”
“Here you go,” Five quickly ejected an equilateral hexagon from the back of her hand. A layer of light film bloomed from the hexagon, and countless lines appeared inside. Then these lines were pieced together into a brand new hexagon.
Just like the replication of genetic material.
The new hexagon flew in front of Wang Jixuan. Wang Jixuan felt something, and the flame on the back of his hand jumped gently. The hexagon instantly drilled into the flame.
The flame then became more vigorous.
Wang Jixuan was already able to directly mobilize this simple psionic circuit through the core circuit, and the function and ability of this psionic circuit was to actively display a continuous segment of memory.
It can even be 'played' at extremely high magnification, hundreds or thousands of times.
Humans don't review memories like watching a movie. Only those impressive things can be stored in memory. It doesn't take too long to watch a year's worth of memories.
This kind of display is equivalent to a person reviewing, and it can be reviewed in a while.
Everything is ready, waiting for the audience.
Before long, Ling Tong appeared at the door with her hands behind her back. Wang Jixuan took the initiative to greet her, took her hand in public, and led her to a quiet corner.
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Ling Tong was happy to be idle, sitting on the sofa, crossing her legs, curiously observing Wang Jixuan and Five, who were sitting opposite each other at the conference table next to her.
Before long, Zhou Zhengde and Dongfang Zhenghong arrived together and were taken to the 'viewing seats' next to them by Peony.
Gao Huating was originally in the tea room next door, spacing out.
The light and shadow of the corner projector were intertwined, and Fu Jian's half-length portrait appeared.
Ling Tong quickly jumped up, her slender and shapely legs showing a perfect sense of strength, and raised her hand to salute.
“Commander-in-Chief!”
“Yes,” Fu Jian nodded slowly, “Just pretend I'm not here, don't be too formal... Wang Zheng, what are you watching?”
“Memories, some of my and Five's memories.”
Wang Jixuan said slowly:
“This is a transaction between the two of us. We each take out one percent of our memories as the basis for mutual trust and cooperation. We called everyone here to witness it.
“I will show... um, cough, the memories of the first year or two when I had impressions. Many of the pictures are a bit faint, and they won't involve the secrets of my cultivation. So, everyone shouldn't have any problems watching it.
“She will show the memories of the last one hundred and seventy years.
“This will reveal to us how spirit cultivators came to be, and a corner of the war between spirit cultivators and Blade Beasts.”
Five nodded and said indifferently: “As Wang Zheng said, the situation is already very critical. He can help me heal my injuries, and I can help you, of course, this is also helping myself, to suppress the Pillar Blade Beast.”
Everyone was greatly encouraged when they heard this.
“Let's start, who goes first?”
“I'll go first,” Five said unhappily, “The volume of your one percent is too different from my one percent! I'm really just looking for psychological comfort!”
Wang Jixuan smiled.
Everyone probably understood what was going on.
Wang Jixuan reminded: “Don't record the video.”
Peony understood and quietly turned on the high-definition recording function of her left eye.
Five leaned back in her seat and slowly closed her eyes. A cloud of light gray mist bloomed from her forehead, and a picture began to appear in the mist.
That's what she's thinking about;
She knows what Wang Jixuan wants to see, and she will definitely not recall fragments involving her own privacy.
The picture gradually became clear from blurry.
… …
Weill Amina Turk, the new generation of 'Night Controller' of the Spiritual Cultivation Civilization, also known as the 'Goddess of the Night', likes to let her mind leave her body when the night falls on the planet, floating in the clouds to observe the stars.
She actually knows that these stars are just the light emitted by those distant galaxies and celestial structures a long, long time ago.
But she still likes this feeling.
Resting in the clouds, staring at the starry sky, as if those distant and complex celestial bodies can constantly communicate with her, so that she can touch a kind of reality... …
“My lord, my lord?”
Her thoughts returned from the clouds.
The displayed pictures are all from her first perspective. At this moment, from the sky full of stars, she blinked her eyes and turned into a palace filled with warm-colored light.
She is floating in a pool of water, and two old women are standing beside the pool.
— Wang Jixuan saw one of these two old men in Five's spire.
She slowly sat up, wearing a soft black dress, which should be some kind of nightgown.
She looked down, and her figure was reflected in the water, so beautiful, holy, elegant, and with a bit of indifference to the world.
She asked in an alien language, but after everyone heard it, they miraculously understood the meaning of her words, but some words may be understood a little strangely.
“What's the matter?”
“My lord, the Lightwing Council has sent another letter, urging you to attend the meeting.”
“Meeting?” She snorted softly, “Isn't it just wanting me to participate in the war against the Blade Beasts too? The God of War Council created the Blade Beasts, and the Lightwing Council directly caused the Blade Beasts to lose control. Our Night Council has never participated in the disputes between them, and now they want us to shed blood.”
“But my lord,” an old man said worriedly, “The Blade Beasts now have an amazing ability to replicate. Wherever they go, planets are silenced. This is already a huge disaster that threatens the entire Spiritual Cultivation Civilization. It's difficult for us to stay out of it.”
She pondered.
“How is the God of War Council doing?”
“Eighty percent of the one hundred and sixty planets they controlled have been destroyed, and fifty-six of the sixty-seven spiritual cultivators have died in battle.”
“So many have already died?”
Weill Amina Turk lowered her head and thought.
Obviously, she must also face this threat.
The picture began to fast forward, and one picture after another quickly flashed past, but those who observed here could know what happened.
More than twenty spiritual cultivators of the Night lineage came to this planet to meet and discuss;
Finally, a dozen spiritual cultivators acted together, agreed on a time, and rushed to Lightwing to provide support.
The picture slowed down, and she was sorting out her spire.
The spire is the spaceship.
Weill Amina Turk's spiritual slaves entered the spire, laughing and joking, found their 'berths' according to their strength, and sat on one 'base' after another.
A total of more than 3,000 spiritual slaves entered the spire.
Several hexagonal psionic circuits bloomed from her back, and a stream of gray light gushed out from those bases, and all the spiritual slaves were sealed in 'amber'.
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Afterwards, she stood in front of the mirror, and traces of burning appeared on the long dress on her body, which instantly turned into a battle body, her deep blue hair coiled up on its own, and she put on a heroic helmet.
Gathering, expedition, the real intergalactic gate appeared.
She and a dozen spiritual cultivators of the Night lineage met, each standing on the spire, guarding the intergalactic gate, waiting quietly.
This waiting process should be very long.
Spiritual cultivators occasionally contacted each other through some specific network, talking, chatting, and passing on the war situation on the front line.
Weill Amina Turk is not the leader of the Night lineage spiritual cultivators;
Because she is too young, although she has a higher-level core circuit, she is not the 'speaker' of the Night lineage, and now she is just acting together with other spiritual cultivators of the same lineage.
She is very lonely and rarely communicates with people.
In fact, her inner voice... is a bit lively... …
“These stupid guys can't even beat the Blade Beasts. The creator being forced into a desperate situation by his own creation is definitely the most ridiculous story in this starry sky.”
“Are Pillar-level Blade Beasts that scary?”
“Those idiots in the council have been defeated again, hum.”
When Five discovered that her inner voice inadvertently leaked out, the waiting scene began to speed up quickly.
Finally.
Two somewhat aged spirit practitioners simultaneously acted, activating the interstellar gate with two black pillars of light. Carrying their respective spires, they entered the interstellar gate and appeared in a stretch of space.
The following scene was still from Number Five's perspective, and it was also Number Five's first major battle with the Blade Beasts.
This was not the war from 170 Earth years ago;
This was a segment of war footage that Number Five intentionally displayed to inform the humans here of the complete form of the Blade Beast race.
The location of the great battle was beside a shattered natural satellite.
A monster exceeding several hundred kilometers in length, enveloped in a dense spiritual energy shield, was laboriously dodging among the remnants of the shattered planet.
The space was filled with colorful light.
Dozens of spires rapidly sped through space, the tips of the spires constantly flashing various colors of light, bombarding that monster.
Spirit practitioners of the Dark Night lineage quickly joined the battle.
When Wilhemina Tuck manipulated her spire to enter the field, everyone saw the full appearance of that monster.
That was…
Countless Blade Beasts!
Each Blade Beast's form was different from the high-level Blade Beasts on Earth, likely a higher-level existence—they possessed pairs of thin wings, currently using spiritual energy to fly in the space environment, closely surrounding… eight giant Blade Beasts exceeding several kilometers in length!
Pillar-level Blade Beasts!
The name 'Pillar' was originally meant to be this way!
This monster, appearing several hundred kilometers long from a distance, was the ultimate form of the Blade Beast swarm!
The light emitted by the spires could effectively damage this monster, but the number of Blade Beasts was simply too great;
The auras released by the eight Pillar-level Blade Beasts could offset the beams fired by the spires.
A trail of Blade Beast wreckage was left in space.
This was a chase battle.
This group of Blade Beasts rushed towards a rocky planet not far ahead at extreme speed, while the light from the pursuing spirit practitioner spires behind them became even denser.
A portion of the Blade Beast swarm suddenly changed direction, spreading out like a curtain wall.
The remaining Blade Beast swarm began to accelerate, crashing into the planet ahead.
To pursue or not… the spirit practitioners were divided.
The Dark Night lineage spirit practitioners suggested not pursuing into the planet's atmosphere, as the Blade Beasts would exhibit even greater combat power there, preferring the planet's gravity.
While the other spirit practitioners were arguing, Wilhemina Tuck checked the status of her spirit slaves.
This also revealed the operating mechanism of the spire ships—
The spirit slaves were like rechargeable batteries, storing spiritual energy, recovering spiritual energy, and linking to the spire through their respective bases. When the spire released beams of attack, they would release spiritual energy.
The spirit practitioners ultimately chose to pursue the Blade Beast swarm.
One spire after another plunged into the atmosphere, creating a meteor shower in the barren planet's atmosphere.
The spires hovered in the high sky, releasing spirit slaves outwards. Spirit slaves wearing special armor, maintaining contact with the spires, charged towards the Blade Beast swarm flying below.
In the dense atmosphere, the spire's beam attacks would be greatly reduced.
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle. The spirit practitioners held the upper hand, but then came the classic ambush scene: spatial fluctuations appeared outside the atmosphere, revealing a dozen monsters, several hundred kilometers long, like the previous Blade Beast swarm.
Over sixty Pillar-level Blade Beasts joined the battlefield.
The spirit practitioners began to act personally.
The audience on the second floor of the studio, following Number Five's perspective, directly felt the oppressive feeling brought by the boundless Blade Beast tide, as well as the almost god-like power of each peak-state spirit practitioner.
The war footage began to fast forward;
This battle lasted for a full sixteen 'sunrises and sunsets'. Both sides suffered heavy casualties, with damage to both Pillar-level Blade Beasts and spirit practitioners, but the greatest casualties were the spirit practitioners' spirit slaves.
The surface topography of this planet was greatly altered, forced into a new round of geological activity.
Wilhemina Tuck sighed softly.
She still couldn't ignore the lives of the spirit slaves like her other clansmen could.
After just one battle, nearly half of the positions within her spire were vacant.
An 'old grandmother' spirit practitioner familiar with her sighed and made a pessimistic comment:
"The Blade Beasts' goal is to deplete our spirit slaves. We have to use the planet's population to cultivate spirit slaves, and it takes time, but they can directly replicate individuals using the planet's minerals."
"Those damned War God Council bastards, they created the crystal cores and set them up to be able to recycle the souls of Blade Beasts. The Pillar-level Blade Beasts directly take away all the souls of the fallen Blade Beasts!"
"These bastards!"
"Alas, if the Blade Beasts attack again, our spirit slaves will be exhausted, and we will be forced into a war of attrition. We will gradually exhaust our strength and then be killed by the Blade Beasts."
What this old spirit practitioner said was what Wilhemina Tuck later experienced.
The footage continued to fast forward.
Number Five knew what Wang Jixuan wanted to see, nothing more than their six spirit practitioners' 'breakout battle' and what happened after arriving on Earth.
But Number Five pressed the pause button.
She opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jixuan and the Fu Jian projection beside him.
"Now, do you understand the Pillar-level Blade Beasts and the true Blade Beast tide?"
"It's over…"
Zhou Zhengde murmured with a pale face:
"The Blade Beast swarm can operate in space? Our space fortresses, built with countless resources… aren't they just sitting ducks?"