What If I Can't Die? Chapter 412

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Suzaku Palace, Teleportation Hall.

The silver-white teleportation array that was running smoothly trembled suddenly, and the intense spatial fluctuations made the teleportation hall shake.

Yin Dasheng's face changed: "What's going on, the teleportation array is unstable!"

He hastily activated part of the power of the spare formation, and in the rumbling sound, there were beams of energy shooting at the center of the formation in all directions, and the vibration of the hall gradually calmed down.

After stabilizing, he ordered: "Immediately inspect the entire teleportation formation, and if there is any problem, fix it as soon as possible."

"Yes, Palace Master!"

The monks who were assisting around got busy, not knowing that a guy deliberately exposed himself to the powerful space force released by the teleportation array, and died again and again.

Since he would wait three seconds before being revived every time he died, it was like a broken stone that was not running synchronously was mixed into the transmission channel, causing abnormal fluctuations.

The performance is that when he was resurrected on the spot, others had already teleported a long way, so they didn't realize that there was one person missing unknowingly.

On the side of Kongyin Dasheng, Song Shi caused the imbalance and increased the power consumed by the teleportation array, and the array was unstable. He thought something was wrong and was checking in doubt.

"It's so cool to die!"

The instigator, Song Shi, who died several times in a row, was in a happy mood and continued to die in the transmission channel.

The principle of cross-boundary teleportation is the same as that of ordinary teleportation. It directly breaks the deep space between two points. The difference is that the distance is too far, and the broken space is very deep, resulting in a terrifying increase in the space compression ratio.

If the compression ratio of short-distance transmission is 1:100, then the ratio of this kind of cross-border transmission can exceed 1:100,000, and the power of space will be 100,000 times stronger. Without the protection of the teleportation talisman, Mahayana may not be able to bear it. live.

It was cheaper for Song Shi, he died once in a few seconds, the originally scheduled quarter of an hour teleportation time passed, and everyone else arrived at the Diancang Sword Sect, he didn't even arrive halfway.

The rest of the monks were not in the mood to pay attention, and they were all dizzy, feeling that their souls were about to float out of their bodies, and they were very uncomfortable.

"vomit…"

Han Dade even took the lead in vomiting, he had already fasted, and there was no food in his stomach to vomit, so he could only vomit some bitter water.

The others were enduring it, but under the influence of this guy, they all retched.

"Fellow daoists can close your eyes and meditate in place to adjust your state."

A kind reminder came from outside the formation, and then he snorted: "What's going on, why hasn't the teleportation formation ended yet, and who else hasn't come?"

A handsome man with a black sword box on his back came over and looked at Han Dade and the others with a look of astonishment: "The Suzaku Palace didn't say that there were multiple teleportations, didn't you guys reach the upper limit of the teleportation formation? come over?"

Han Dade shook his head: "It's a wave, I haven't heard of anyone else who wants to send it."

The man with the sword box on his back scanned around, puzzled and said: "The message over there says that eight fellow Taoists will come, why is one missing?"

Han Dade was stunned for a moment, and followed the others to look at each other.

Yan Donghao frowned: "There is indeed one missing."

Han Dade echoed: "That's right, Daoyou Song didn't come over, could it be that he's left behind?"

"Maybe he's dead."

Yan Donghao sneered: "The strength is not enough, the soul is unstable, and the soul is scattered in the transmission channel."

The man with the sword box denied: "No, even if the primordial spirit is unstable, at most he will pass out. Even if he really loses his soul, the corpse will be teleported. Now that the formation is still working, it means that he is still inside."

"Is this normal?" Han Dade was curious.

"It's normal, the spatial changes are very mysterious, the slightest loss, the difference is thousands of miles, and the cross-boundary teleportation is even more serious. Occasionally, if the formation is a little bit, there will be inconsistencies in the teleportation."

The man with the sword box nodded: "Generally, it's not too bad. You just need to recover yourself. He should come here soon."

Yan Donghao was not interested in caring about Song Shi's life and death, he was the first to sit cross-legged to make adjustments, and the other monks didn't care about the stranger they had just met.

As time passed, the radiance of the formation was still maintained, and the eyes of the guarding monks of the Dincang Sword Sect gradually became suspicious.

It's not that they haven't encountered the out-of-sync transmission, but it can't be so different, right?

"Sovereign, could it be that there is something wrong with the formation, and the person lost in the middle?"

The Great Elder in charge of the formation came over and whispered.

"If the person is lost, the formation should stop, right?"

The man carrying the sword box, Fu Yuhua, the suzerain of the Diancang Sword Sect, stroked his chin, "Wait a minute, I'll contact Suzaku Palace."

He took out a token, sat cross-legged on the ground, and kept making articulations with both hands to activate the token to communicate with the side of Suzaku Palace.

After a while, he also frowned: "Damn it, there is no new teleportation, and the formation over there hasn't stopped. Could it be that the eighth guy has been stuck in the teleportation channel?"

The great elder next to him shook his head: "Impossible. Once the transmission channel is opened, it is equivalent to a torrent flowing in one direction. It can only come in or be thrown out. There is no reason for it to be stuck all the time."

"Then explain to me why the formation has not stopped and no one has appeared?"

Fu Yuhua spread his hands, and said unhappily.

"Uh, the old man doesn't know. You can't go in and see it. The compressed space in the transmission channel can crush ordinary spirit treasures."

The great elder smiled awkwardly.

"It's not a problem at all. It's okay if he can't get out. The key is that he has been stuck like this and consumes too much energy!"

Fu Yuhua scolded: "If this goes on like this, we will lose money."

"The suzerain has already lost money. They didn't give us any money this time. Xuanling Palace paid us according to the cost."

The elder smiled wryly.

"I'm damn!"

Fu Yuhua looked personable, but in the end he liked to swear. He cursed and said: "Damn, turn off the formation for me. If this continues, I will lose all my wealth by ordering the Cangjian sect."

Han Dade and others who had recovered a lot opened their eyes and looked up at the beam of teleportation light that still existed, all of them were stunned.

"It's not over yet, something went wrong."

"That guy is probably dead."

"Too unlucky, there was an accident in the cross-boundary teleportation, and I haven't fought against the demons yet."

"It's a bad omen to die before leaving school."

The seven monks who came over had more or less ideas.

Yan Donghao sneered in his heart: "This guy is cheap."

"Sovereign, is this not good? The Vermillion Bird Palace hasn't stopped yet. If we stop it, it will be easy to lose people's tongues."

The Great Elder reminded.

Fu Yuhua's last hand to give the order did not wave down after all.

The Diancang Sword Sect is only a second-rate sect in the Beicang Continent, not as good as the first-rate forces such as Suzaku Palace and Xuanwu Palace, so they must still act according to other people's faces.

He said impatiently: "Let's maintain it first, you guys come with me, and take a rest in another place."

Han Dade and other seven monks left the teleportation array with different expressions.

The Teleportation Hall of Suzaku Palace.

"Hall Master Kongyin, there is no problem with the part I am in charge of."

"Nor mine."

"It's strange, I don't have it either, the formation is working perfectly."

As the elders in charge of the formation denied the problem with the formation, the Great Sage Kongyin squinted his eyes: "Wait a minute, see if there is a problem with the Dincang Sword Sect."

He took out the token to communicate with the other side, and the Diancang Sword Sect followed suit to check, but there were some minor problems, which would not affect the transmission, let alone such a situation.

The Great Sage Kongyin was walking on the road, stroking his beard from time to time, and said: "According to my observation and speculation, this situation is most likely because there is some living thing stuck in the middle, dead things will not make the formation continue to run, and there is no way to end it." .”

"But the problem is that under normal circumstances, the teleportation should have been completed long ago, and at this time, the power of the teleportation talisman has also been exhausted, and it should be crushed even if it is alive."

Some formation masters frowned.

"Well, that's right, but the world is so big and full of wonders, it might be impossible for people to survive under the power of highly compressed space."

The eyes of the Great Sage Kongyin shone brightly, and he began to analyze the eight monks sent this time, and finally stopped on Song Shi, who had a space-like physique.

He muttered: "It's probably related to him, but it's almost impossible to survive this level of space transmission with his means."

Having said that, the other formation masters also reacted.

"The monk named Song Shi?"

"It's probably him. The Great Sage Kongyin once said in person that he has a talent for space."

"I heard that this guy is from Xuanwu Palace. He ended up here because of an accident. It seems that there is something wrong."

"I'm afraid it's not the spy of the Demon Race who came here deliberately to destroy our cross-boundary teleportation array?"

Several masters were discussing, their faces gradually changed, and they became extremely nervous.

They are the monks in charge of this formation. It can be said that this is not only the guy they eat, but also their hard work for many years. If it is destroyed inexplicably like this, it will be like killing their parents.

"Great Sage Kongyin, stop the formation quickly, don't let him succeed!"

A formation mage said excitedly.

"Yes, if the cross-border formation is destroyed, the connection between the palaces will be destroyed, and it will even affect the overall situation."

"What's the rush, you are all formation masters, don't you know that if you want to destroy the teleportation formation, you must attack the foundation of the formation, that is, the formation foundation of our side and the Diancang Sword Sect?"

Seeing these guys talking more and more seriously, Kongyin Dasheng yelled, "I don't believe that he can destroy the foundation of the formations on both sides through the transmission channel in the middle. You should pay attention to the situation of the formations. As long as the strength of the formations does not exceed the load Just do it."

"Ah, Hall Master, do you want to continue?"

The formation master who is also in the Sky Survey Hall said strangely.

"Old man, let's see what's going on, and I will have experience when I meet again in the future."

He personally came to the formation, took out a puppet, and chanted a mantra. The eyes of the puppet suddenly shone brightly. After he injected his thoughts, he got up and flipped in the air flexibly.

He slapped his hand, and a silver teleportation talisman had landed on the puppet. The formation masters around saw it, and they all understood that Kongyin Dasheng wanted to use his avatar to go to the teleportation channel to check the situation in person.

"The old man is going to investigate today."

The Great Sage Kongyin snorted, threw the puppet into the formation, and when activated, the puppet was also teleported out.

In the teleportation channel, Song Shi revived after death, each time every few seconds. In fact, he was still teleporting intermittently, but it took about three times the normal time.

This caused the puppet to investigate to enter a little late after all. Before catching up with Song Shi, the latter fell from the transmission channel to the end.

Here, the Great Elder was watching piles of spirit stones turn into powder, and a huge amount of resources were consumed like running water, and he was dying of distress.

"Why doesn't the Suzaku Palace keep going? I've already lost the hundred years of profits I earned from the Cangjian School. If the Suzaku Palace doesn't compensate me, I'll vomit blood straight away when I order the Cangjian School."

Fu Yuhua had already returned, and was circling anxiously beside him.

The spiritual stones consumed by this cross-boundary teleportation array are very terrifying, so usually one transfer quota costs 100,000 top-grade spiritual stones, because the cost is 80% of the cost. Generally, at least ten of them are needed for one teleportation. The income is 10 million, and the cost is 80%. million.

Divided into two sides, that is four million on one side.

There were only eight teleportations this time, purely because of the urgency of the mission, and it was a complete loss-making teleportation.

Now the teleportation time is three times the normal time, and he has lost more than 10 million high-grade spirit stones, and his net profit of the Cang Cang Sword Sect for 100 years is only that much.

If it's okay for Suzaku Palace to compensate, I'm afraid that if they don't compensate at all, then all the spirit stones they have worked so hard to save for a hundred years will be burned within a few sticks of incense.

"Damn it, it's broken. If you go down again, you'll have to drink the northwest wind!"

Fu Yuhua gritted her teeth: "Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, stop it!"

The elders didn't dare to continue anymore, they looked at each other, formed seals at the same time, and forcibly closed the teleportation formation.

The beam of light reaching the sky suddenly went out.

Boom!

Because it didn't stop normally, the chaotic space power was released, and the fluctuations caused made the entire Diancang Sword Sect tremble.

Fortunately, the Great Elder quickly stabilized the formation without causing any damage.

Song Shi, who was about to teleport over and saw the end, was stuck in the middle.

He was full of black lines: "Oops, I played too much, they turned off the teleportation array."

The transmission channel around Song Shi disappeared, and the space flow stopped quickly, like solidified molten iron, his whole body was frozen deep in the space.

The space here is very dense, like being in the deep sea, but the deep sea that belongs to space is completely different from the storm in the space crack.

The storm can tear him apart, but the frozen space makes him unable to move for an instant.

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Song Shi's strength was not enough to look at in front of this space, and he became a frozen ant.

The most frightening thing is that his mana is suppressed by the all-pervasive power of space, and he can't use it. His soul is also blocked by space, and he can't even die.

"Play off..."

Song Shi was speechless. It was the first time he encountered such a thing, and he personally experienced the horror of the deep space. With his strength, it was difficult to move his fingers.

"Don't worry, the rewards from the system feedback are available every day, and my strength can grow every day. I can't be trapped here. It's just a good time to study the Void Sutra in depth."

Song Shi quickly calmed down.

He was fine, but the Great Sage Kongyin, who had just thrown his avatar into the teleportation array, raised his head depressedly, looking at the extinguished array: "Can't you hold on for another stick of incense?"

Chapter end