Girl, let me check it out.

It's delicious, but a little bland.

Fang Weihan didn't like this kind of light vegetarian dish very much, but Xie Lingwan liked it very much and always asked people to pack some from Xiangyuan Building to take back.

Since Xie Lingwan likes to eat it, Fang Weihan thinks Wen Zhexue should like it too, right?

After all, one of them is arrogant and the other is aloof, so they should have some similarities in their personalities.

The girl did as she was told and picked up a piece of peony and put it in her mouth.

Due to the chewing action, her cheeks were slightly puffed up, adding a bit of cuteness to the girl's cold appearance.

"what about the taste?"

Fang Weihan looked at her expectantly.

The girl hesitated for a moment.

"Ow."

Fenghuang, who was holding a big bowl and eating frantically next to him, also called out with unknown meaning.

It glanced at Fang Weihan, then glanced at Wen Zhexue.

In the end, Yu Mo said nothing and just went back to eating fish.

"delicious."

The girl put down her chopsticks and said softly.

Although the expression on her face remained the same as before, Fang Weihan could still see that she didn't seem to be very interested in this dish.

No...it wasn't just this dish, it seemed like she wasn't interested in any of the dishes he ordered.

Fang Weihan frowned slightly.

This shouldn’t be the case… Could it be that my senior sister prefers to put sugar in dishes?

At this moment, a blue light curtain suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Fang Weihan: "?"

What the hell?

[It is detected that the object of knowledge Wen Zhexue is associated with the image beauty. 】

【The space-time stability anchor is established.】

[The construction of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Illusion is completed. 】

【Time, space and history are never unique. 】

"Fuck, this system has this function? I almost forgot..."

As soon as Fang Weihan had this thought, he was pulled into that familiar illusion.

He suddenly felt weightless and landed on a snow-covered stone brick.

How many times have I entered this illusory world of flowers in the mirror and moon in water?

Let me think about it...

Fang Weihan fell into deep thought.

It seems to be the fourth time.

Of the first three experiences, two were about Xiao Jin and one was about Wan Wan.

After three experiences of illusions, Fang Weihan has already mastered some rules of how this system functions.

This illusion simulates some real scenes, but the time and space coordinates of these scenes are not fixed. It may be in the future or in the past.

But this is all happening outside the original world line.

In other words, this is what happened if Fang Weihan did not integrate his memories on the high tower that day, and was really caught by Jia Yuan and his group.

For example, the breakup between Xie Lingwan and Xiao Jin happened after the Taikang Rebellion, when Xie Lingwan died.

So... the target of this inquiry is Wen Zhexue. What kind of illusion will she create for herself?

The associated image of senior sister is 'beauty', what does this mean?

Fang Weihan put aside his doubts for the moment and turned to observe the surrounding environment.

Although he could not contact Yun Shu, according to the rules of Mirror Flowers and Water Moons, all his actions had no effect on the current time and space and could not be observed.

So he could be bold enough to get as much information as possible.

The dark black buildings rise from the ground, with alienated flying eaves and brackets that are different from the buildings in the Central Plains, like a wild connection between a flying dragon and raindrops.

The pointed pagodas that appear from time to time are like sharp swords piercing deep into the dome, and the light of the stars is faintly gathered on the top of the towers.

What the hell is this? Why build so many lightning rods?

Fang Weihan looked confused.

Is it because you have done too many bad things and are afraid of being struck by lightning?

Because you are so afraid of being struck by lightning, you use all your money to repair lightning rods?

Fang Weihan subconsciously took a step back and almost stepped on empty air and fell.

He pulled his foot back in a somewhat awkward manner and stood firm, holding onto the railing beside him, still somewhat frightened.

Looking back, the boundless lush green sea of ​​clouds was surging beneath my feet, with misty and rainy air brewing in it, like the gaping mouth of a giant beast.

Am I at the top of a mountain?

Fang Weihan once again observed the building in front of him.

The pagodas are towering, the halls are majestic, the walls are decorated with gorgeous and mysterious inscriptions, and the silver and blue-purple light flows like turbulent water.

He had never seen these architectural styles before, so he was probably not in the Central Plains.

When he saw the star power hovering at the top of the pagodas and thought that this was Wen Zhexue's illusion, Fang Weihan naturally came to the conclusion:

This is Tianshan Linyuan Pavilion.

This makes sense. Such a mysterious and magnificent building complex could only be built by Tianshan Linyuan Pavilion.

In front of Fang Weihan was a huge armillary sphere. Compared with it, the pagodas around it that were dozens of meters tall seemed as inconspicuous as thin wooden sticks.

He walked towards the armillary sphere step by step.

The center of the armillary sphere is a spherical inner core, and outside the inner core are hundreds of concentric rings of different sizes and inclination angles.

That must be the Zhixuan Huntianyi, one of the three sacred artifacts of Linyuan that Yun Shu had told him about.

This is a fantasy world, not an open world game. Since the instrument was so abruptly visible in his field of vision, it was obvious that his sister was underneath it.

This is the peak of Tianshan Mountain, the closest place to the stars in the world.

The mysterious light of the stars shines on the snow on the ground, reflecting colorful colors like the aurora.

The stars were right above his head, as if he could touch them. The starlight covered the ground, guiding him on the way to Tianyi.

Fang Weihan strolled along the marble floor and soon arrived under the Tianyi.

A girl in fluttering white clothes stood silently under the celestial instrument, with a familiar ice-blue phoenix standing on her shoulder.

Her sleeves danced wildly in the strong wind at the top of Tianshan Mountain, blending with the flying snow and blooming like flowers in the cold winter.

Wen Zhexue stood alone at the foot of Tianyi, surrounded by a sparse crowd of people.

The disciples of Jingtian Sect all wore white robes and hoods, like lonely ghosts in a remote grave.

They were far away from her, and surrounded her at the intersection of the Yin-Yang fish in the Eight Trigrams formation.

Fang Weihan couldn't see their faces clearly, as those things were buried in the torrent of time by the wind and snow.

He could only see Wen Zhexue standing gracefully among the crowd, like a snow lotus blooming among corpses.

She was standing among so many people, yet she seemed so lonely.

Such an incongruous scene happened to her, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

Fang Weihan's eyes were slightly dazed for a moment.

After I had just integrated my memories, I was standing outside the bustling and noisy Changming Street, just like her.

Walking alone among the crowd, seeking only the moonlight under everyone's gaze.

That's what loneliness is.

No one is born to like loneliness, but God just likes to give suffering to living beings.

Suddenly I looked back and could no longer see the way home, so I felt lost. What about Wen Zhexue?

Why did she do that?

Fang Weihan felt that this mirage should be able to give him the answer.

"Boom!"

The dull bell sound, like iron covered with rust, rang at the top of Mount Tianshan.

Fang Weihan couldn't help but shudder.

This sound... could it be the death knell?

"When the Zi hour comes, we should lead the stars back home."

A grand and vast voice echoed throughout the entire platform.

“Danggui!”

A voice from somewhere echoed it, creating a grand harmony.

They seemed to be chanting a solemn prayer to commemorate the deceased heroes and to comfort the lingering souls.

A ray of starlight suddenly lit up at the core of the Zhixuan Huntianyi.

Originally the starlight was just a point, and then it spread to the entire circular core.

The entire core emits a dazzling white light, like a burning sun.

The activation of the inner core caused the outer layers of the armillary sphere to rotate rapidly, with the speed getting faster and faster until it turned into an afterimage that was no longer visible to the naked eye.

A terrifying energy gathered at the top of the Tianyi, and Fang Weihan felt the power fluctuations on it like a doomsday disaster.

The fluctuation of power was so terrifying that he couldn't even look at it directly.

The vast fluctuations of star power drowned him like an ocean, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Fang Weihan subconsciously looked at Wen Zhexue.

Wen Zhexue's actions at this moment were a little strange.

The girl did not summon the Mingxiao Sword, but put the phoenix on her shoulder aside.

She herself stood three feet in front of Tianyi, her white clothes fluttering like snow, untainted by the mundane world.

The huge and mysterious armillary sphere, the white-robed disciples forming the Eight Formations, and the vast stars above their heads, all these things seemed to have become her background ink painting in front of the girl's beautiful face.

At this moment, the ultimate beauty has undoubtedly been fully embodied.

Could it be that the so-called 'beauty' that Mirror Flower and Water Moon want me to see...is this what it means?

So Wen Zhexue... what is he going to do?

Fang Weihan stood where he was, continuing to watch quietly.

The energy stored in the celestial instrument has reached its limit, just like a full pool.

"laugh!"

Like the sound of a bubble being punctured, a gap opened in the majestic star power ball.

A blinding white light poured out from the crack, carrying with it an indescribable and terrifying power, like the sun's flame from a sundial that was determined to purify everything.

Wherever Yang Yan goes, even the space will be distorted.

And its target... is Wen Zhexue.

Fang Weihan widened his eyes in shock.

He felt as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing, and the stagnant feeling made him feel cold all over.

The young prince turned his neck with difficulty and looked at Wen Zhexue.