Without saying anything, everyone naturally understands the use of this ability when they hear this.

Lu Duan Shao added: "Many powerful people have the ability to play back short scenes in the past period of time, but first, they must have enough skills, second, they must have practiced special techniques, third, they must have specific media, fourth, they must see whether the environment allowed it at that time, fifth, they can only see it themselves, sixth, they may not be clear, seventh, they are not easy to freeze, etc. In short, there are many restrictions, but Old Lady Cen can not be affected by these, this is the benefit of talent."

"Isn't this a good thing? Anyway, Lan Ting did not do anything wrong," asked Yi Liunian.

Lu Duanyao sighed: "This is what I am worried about. If Ziyue Immortal Sect can quickly agree to accept such an arrangement, it will be sure to get the results they want. I can't figure out what will happen in it. I will buy Cen Muyu? I will make a falsification in it? I don't know."

Lu Duanhao then sighed: "No matter what, at least I have won the opportunity to turn the tables. Cen Muyu will come tomorrow night. Now I will say a few thoughts."

"First, we must make the worst plan. If the result made by Cen Muyu is not conducive to Lanting and we have no way to attack and fight back, we can only temporarily swallow the bitter fruit, which also aggrieved Lanting."

"If this is the case, as the leader, I will be responsible for this matter and I must bear all the responsibility. If I return this time and return to the door, I will apologize to the Presbyterian Church, and let the compensation for Ziyue Immortal Sect and the punishment for Lanting and me be arranged by the door."

"But I, Lu Duanhua, swear here, will find out the truth in my lifetime and make Lan Ting clear. In addition, I don't think I will give up, but it's not the time to turn against Ziyue Immortal Sect in a head-on manner."

"The second point is that I have done everything I can. We still have one day. What I can think of is to use the Tianji Prediction Technique you mentioned to find a glimmer of life. I am not good at this, you can try it. As long as Cen Muyu can restore the truth of the matter, it will naturally clear away the suspicion and the clouds will clear away the fog."

Lin Xianjing said: "You are right. You can't wait to die. You can place your destiny on others. Whatever you have to do, no matter whether it is useful or not."

"When we chatted last night, some sparks did come out, and we had to work hard no matter what, but our cultivation is insufficient, and trying new ideas consumes a lot of spiritual power. We need your help during the experiment and exploration."

There was nothing to say for a day, and the time came soon the next night. The observation of the Sibu Alliance made Cen Muyu come to the courtyard accompanied by Gu Hongxiao.

Cen Muyu is very old. She is an old woman with chicken skin and hair, wearing a palace costume and leaning on a dragon-headed crutch that is too high.

After taking the main seat, Cen Muyu said, "I didn't expect this to happen again, so that the old woman wouldn't be at ease. But it doesn't matter, I'm idle and just move my hands and feet. My old man is still very sure of my tricks. Once this technique is released, the truth will be revealed, so you don't have to argue about it."

After a pause, Cen Muyu continued, "But there is one section where the old man uses this secret technique, which consumes a lot and requires some high-quality spiritual medicine to recover as soon as possible. You are all experts, do you know the rules, right?"

Gu Hongxiao didn't say anything, Lu Duan Shao said, "Should this be the case. No matter what the result is, everything needs fall on the head of my free Wanxiang Gate. What is needed by Mr. Cen, just open his mouth."

Cen Muyu nodded, and a smile appeared on her face like a chrysanthemum: "That's good, the old man casts spells immediately, and the idle people can avoid it."

In the end, only Cen Muyu, Gu Hongxiao and Lu Duanhao were left behind in the hall, and even Hua Lanting did not allow Hua Lanting to watch. The disciples of the Wanxiang Sect were so happy that they all entered the room next to them.

Cen Muyu got up, flipped her hands, and the dragon head crutch was horizontally above her elbows, her hands crossed her fingers, forming a gesture, and she muttered something in her mouth.

As her voice was rising and falling, fast and slow, the air in the hall vibrated. Even Gu Hongxiao and Lu Duanhao felt a little dizzy, and there seemed to be a heavy shadow in the scenery in front of her, with a slight floating feeling of unstable foothold. It was not until after silently practicing the mysterious skills that their perception returned to normal.

After a full moment, Cen Muyu shouted softly, and a ray of light shot out from the Niwan Palace on her head, landed onto the crutch. The crutch slowly flew up, and the dragon head pointed forward. When it was shaking, a rectangle was drawn in the space two meters away in front of the three, gradually forming a light curtain.

The sound of Cen Muyu's chanting of the mantra suddenly became loud and rapid. She was a little struggling at this moment, and her feet fell into the ground a little.

Cen Muyu stretched out his right palm, surrounded his five fingers, held it in circles, opened it again, bounced towards the light curtain, rolling in the light curtain, and the picture gradually became clear from blur.

Lu Duanshao, who was on the left side of Cen Muyu, looked solemn at this time. He was concerned and was confused. His eyes were staring at the light curtain intently, showing a nervous expression.

On the other hand, Gu Hongxiao in the seat on his right was sitting upright, his face was calm and he looked calm.

The book secretly states that the Ziyue Immortal Sect dared to accept this matter, of course it was based on something.

As the largest sect in the eastern part of Xianzhou, although the Ziyue Immortal Sect is not good at predicting the heavenly mechanics, it has also recruited and trained many masters of this trait. On the overall level, it cannot be compared with the Zizai Wanxiang Sect, but there are indeed a few people who are not inferior in their Taoism.

While discussing, one of the good things about Ziyue Tianqi Mountain volunteered to secretly interfere with and disturb Cen Muyu's spell casting and forge what Ziyue Immortal Sect wanted.

This person's control of the secret art of time is completely inferior to Cen Muyu, who has the talented magical power, but his spiritual cultivation and the attainments in the secret art of heaven are far superior, so he is confident that he will replace it without knowing it, and not let Cen Muyu notice it.

The images in the light curtain gradually became clear, and it was exactly where the female disciple's boudoir was located.

Lu Duan couldn't help but stand up, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at the light curtain.

A man appeared in the light curtain. He looked at his appearance and clothes. He was undoubtedly Hua Lanting. He walked in from outside the door, watched for a while, walked towards the bed, lifted the gauze curtain and threw in, and the figures of a man and a woman were stirred together.

Cen Muyu raised her thumb and fixed the screen. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't need to look at it anymore."

Gu Hongxiao smiled coldly and gloomyly, but Lu Duanhao's face turned gray and slowly sat back on the Grand Master's chair without saying a word.

Cen Muyu slowly ended his work and said, "What a pity this girl. I heard that her name is Wu Mengjie, and she is also one of the main players in the heroic team of the Ziyue Fairy Sect. Although the women in Xianzhou do not value their reputations, they always, hehe, free and easy to live in the Wanxiang Sect, and their style is very comfortable..."

"Let's stop! Look!"

Lu Duanyao suddenly stood up and pointed at the light curtain and shouted loudly.

"Why is Lord Lu's voice so loud? It's so annoying to me, the old woman." Cen Muyu turned her head and glared at Lu Duan, then turned her eyes to the light curtain. She couldn't help but be stunned.

The image on the light curtain was becoming blurred, and then it was still, and then it broke silently like a cracked ground, as if a layer of cover was uncovered. Then, a jumping picture appeared.

This time it shows something else.

In the boudoir, Hua Lanting's figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and his face looked confused. After waiting for a while, someone walked to the bed to pick up the veil, then slapped it out with a palm, and then slapped his own acupoints, then fell in pain. He woke up soon, took out something and covered it on his body, and flashed out of the door.

The three people in the hall were stunned.

Cen Muyu quickly realized that she had been casting a spell just now. She knew which side was not asked. If someone hadn't secretly helped break the trick, her old face would have been a bit too much.

She changed three gestures in a row, and after confirming again, she snorted heavily in her nose, but she didn't even look at Gu Hongxiao, and she threw the door and left with a blue face.

The Cen family has a unique position in the Sibu Alliance, but they cannot afford to provoke the giant Ziyue Immortal Sect. Cen Muyu has recorded this account, but it still cannot happen now. When he returns to the alliance, it will be useful or not. He will find an opportunity to come back later.

Gu Hongxiao was puzzled. Logically speaking, the old man's strength was ranked among the sects. Since he had made a promise, he would be foolproof, but unexpectedly, Ma Shui made a mistake.

Fortunately, Gu Hongxiao had good skills in his face and was very thick-skinned. He laughed dryly and said to Lu Duanyao: "Congratulations, the truth is revealed. Fortunately, he did not wrongly accuse his disciples of the family. This matter is very strange. I will investigate quickly. Let's talk and say goodbye when we have time."

Seeing that things were going back and forth, the clouds were clear and the moon was bright, and he was in a good mood, and he had no intention of ridicule Gu Hongxiao, and bowed a little: "Deputy Gu, that hall master is easy to leave, so I won't send him off. Haha!"

As soon as Gu Hongxiao left, Lu Duanyao was excited and did not walk. He teleported into the inner room and laughed loudly: "The dolls do it beautifully! Tell me, how did you do it?"

Hua Lanting, Lin Xianjing, Yue Guanghan and Hu Sada were sitting at the table, each of whom was weak, but was equally excited, and he still had the strength to speak.

Lin Xianjing first gave a brief explanation.

In fact, although they succeeded, they couldn't explain the specific reason.

What Lu Duanyao understood was that this turnaround was the result of the four people working together to brainstorm.

Lin Xianjing's primary Tianji Prediction and the Dayan Tianji Prediction, Hua Lanting's part of Ziwei Doushu multi-dimensional concept is combined with the pocket data Light Waterfall obtained from Fenghuolun, plus Yue Guanghan's great prophecy of time, which is known but not why, and Hu Sada's incomplete Wu Zhu Space Request magic method. Four young people accidentally hit each other by chance, and some luck, so that they can finally succeed.

Lin Xianjing said: "After the four of us had a night talk that night, we had a vague feeling and cognition together. People often say: In the dark, there is God's will. The dominant and controllable manipulator of this will is unknown, but this invisible, colorless, and formless will must be realized by some extremely grand and exquisite operating system."

Hua Lanting continued: "Theoretically, all known and understandable and all unknown and incomprehensible should be able to be calculated. If you think it is not possible, or impossible, or cannot, it must be because the computing power is not enough."

"If rules, systems, mechanisms, and mechanisms can be calculated, in other words, algorithms are king."

When Lu Duan Shao heard the new word "algorithm", he felt inexplicable, so he smiled and asked jokingly: "Although I am dull, I have practiced a few superficial secret techniques of heaven when I was young. Can I explain it in detail to me?"

"Yes." Lin Xian replied in surprise.

The four of them then told the story.

What they didn't know was that if this algorithm was king, the door to the generation of a new magic technique of the Taoist Sect of the Shuxuan Immortal City has been quietly opened.

Although, it was just a tiny crack in the door and a thin crack.

However, the light has been revealed.
Chapter completed!