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Turning the field of vision again, the heavens and myriad worlds...

Only one month had passed in the real world, but who knows how many years had passed in the myriad worlds.

The mysterious Wu He is caught in the gap between the world and his perception of time is even more fragile.

But it doesn’t matter. After connecting with infinite others, time has no meaning to Guimi Wuhe.

Not to mention the world between the real world and the myriad worlds.

What's worse, the speed of time flow between each world is very different. In some cases, it can even be as fast as one second in another world and ten thousand years in this world.

A day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world, which is far inferior to this.

The only thing that Guimi Wuhe knew was - "It's time to take action..."

The next moment he stretched out his hand and grabbed another line of cause and effect from the nothingness in front of him.

This causal line is obviously thicker and more obvious than the one in Yinhuang Fort.

But such a thick and obvious causal line is hidden very deeply, much deeper than the one in Hidden Emperor Fort.

If the mysterious Wu He had not been well prepared and had not been constantly checking himself, he might not have been able to find it.

The mysterious Wu He pinched this line of cause and effect and thought carefully.

"It seems that whether I can grasp the causal line has little to do with the size of the causal relationship itself."

"The mission after the Hidden Emperor Fort should be the Duoercha mission."

"This mission world is a fragment of the cosmic light in the real world."

"It is different from the normal heavens and myriad worlds. It also contains Ananda's back-up plan to guide Meng Qi."

"It is related to Ananda, and it is considered a relatively special mission world."

"In fact, there should be some kind of protection, which makes it more difficult for others to grasp the cause and effect."

The mysterious Wu He kept thinking along this line of cause and effect.

"From this perspective, whether I can establish a connection with a world that has a causal relationship with me probably depends more on how much those powerful beings value those worlds."

"Today, I almost lost control because of Ananda who was not in good condition."

"It seems that this world of Shrouding the Sky is truly special enough..."

Various possibilities kept flashing through the mysterious Wu He's mind, and his power was transmitted forward again along the causal branch line, and arrived at Dorcha's mission world like the Hidden Emperor Fortress.

……

As soon as Guimi Wuhe arrived here, he realized that things were different.

He was surprised to find that this part of his self in the Dorcha mission world had actually reached the stage of convergence and formation before he interfered.

I have already taken preliminary shape to this body of his, and it will only take some time for it to take shape.

You know, the process of nurturing someone like him and me is a bit similar to believing in God, and it is not so easy to accomplish.

There are too many things involved, some of which involve spiritual power and even faith...

Guimi Wuhe made a rough estimate. For example, at Yinhuang Fort, the miracle that Guimi Wuhe displayed that time was witnessed by hundreds of thousands of people, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people were influenced by it.

It will take at least several years to truly take shape.

And here in the world of Dorcha...

The mysterious Wu River exudes power, feeling what its real self is doing here.

All the information was read in an instant.

Seeing Guimi Wuhe crushing all the barbarian masters like a god and even beating Duoercha who achieved the outdoor scene, Guimi Wuhe couldn't help but say in his heart that it was a good job.

At the same time, I also roughly understood why this sentence was formed so quickly.

The scope of the intense battle between him and Dorcha in the real world was too large.

The barbarian legions were almost completely massacred.

The three leaders of the grassland died tragically on the spot.

The name of the mysterious Wuhe terrifying killing god continued to spread throughout the grassland, and could even be used to stop babies from crying at night.

The influence of Yinhuang Fort is expected to spread over about two generations and will disappear in about forty years.

And the image of the mysterious Wuhe in the world of Dorcha will probably be passed down from generation to generation on the grassland.

It's not just the grassland in the Central Plains, the impact of the mysterious battle at Wuhe was equally huge.

What he did was a bit like supporting a collapsing building.

After the war, his fame spread, and many people whose families were destroyed by attacks by the grassland wolf tribe and their hungry wolves built shrines for him in their homes.

The local Taoist sect even directly deified him.

Even the tiger he raised in the forest was invited to the court and became a guardian beast of the country.

With his ability, he could see from a distance that the other person's belly was round after eating the offerings.

From the common people to the imperial court, all walks of life, and even the hostile grassland wolf tribe, everyone is spreading the legend of the mysterious Wu River.

In this case, this sentence is not happy with me, that's a problem...

Seeing this, Guimi Wuhe couldn't help but sigh, and he had a better understanding of the so-called legend...

Shaking his head and ignoring these things for the time being, the mysterious Wu He turned his head to look to the other side.

The purpose of his coming here was not to see how his real self acted.

As soon as he took a step out, he arrived at the original site of Shaolin Temple on Shaohua Mountain.

Because of the speed of time, when Guimi Wuhe came here, nearly three months had passed since the end of the mission.

After the battle, all the strong men of the wolf tribe died. After being baptized by the secret method, the wolf soldiers who were no longer afraid of life and death regained their emotions. When they saw the corpses all over the mountains, more than half of them went crazy, and the other half directly fled from Shaohua Mountain.

But there are still nearly 250,000 corpses exposed on Shaohua Mountain, covering the entire mountain.

That day, the entire area within a radius of dozens of miles was filled with the stench of blood.

Even vultures hundreds or thousands of miles away were attracted by this blood energy and left their original habitats and came to Shaohua Mountain.

Although they won that battle, there were too many barbarian soldiers. They swarmed into the Shaolin Temple, and the temple was destroyed beyond recognition.

Even if the main temple at the top is still there, how can an ancient Buddhist temple that symbolizes purity be rebuilt on the mountains full of corpses?

Helplessly, Monk Xinji had to find a new hilltop with the remaining people of Shaolin and rebuild the Shaolin Temple.

Of course, Master Xin Ji can be considered a high-level monk.

Although he moved the Shaolin Temple to another place, he did not leave Shaohua Mountain.

Too many people died on Shaohua Mountain.

And it's not just a matter of blood and plague.

Most of the dead here have been transformed by witchcraft.

Even after death, the soul continues to wander here.

In addition, there is the lingering blood and energy here.

If left unchecked, over time a horrible demonic land would probably emerge.

Some people suggested setting fire to the mountain to solve the problem once and for all. By then, all the barbarian soldiers would be reduced to ashes and their souls would be scattered.

Anyway, these barbarians ate raw meat and drank blood, ate people like beasts and slaughtered civilians. Such a fate was just in line with their actions.

Even if the ghosts do not disappear with the flames, without blood and energy, they will ultimately be unable to achieve anything.

But Monk Xinji did refuse this.

Rather than leaving these hidden dangers to future generations, it would be better for an old man like him to put an end to it all...

Now that he is old, he uses his great magical powers to seal Shaohua Mountain to prevent the blood and energy there from overflowing and causing a plague.

A man was constantly burying corpses on this mountain, and every time he buried a corpse, he would recite the mantra for rebirth in front of the grave.

Cleaning up this bloody land that resembles Lion Camel Ridge bit by bit.

In just a few months, he had cleared most of the corpses that were originally scattered all over the mountains.

As the cleaning gradually came to an end, the Buddha's light on Monk Xinji became clearer and brighter.

……

Standing above Shaohua Mountain, Guimi Wuhe looked down at the busy monk Xinji below, and couldn't help but marvel at it...

"The Buddhist teachings can be described as peculiar."

"When Monk Xinji has dealt with all the corpses here, the Buddha's light should be able to directly nurture a body of Buddha bones in his body, helping him to enter the external scene level."

“But it’s a pity that the monk Xin Ji’s life span is coming to an end. When he achieves the outer scene, it should be the time of his death.” Guimi Wu He looked up at the top of Shaohua Mountain, the only main hall of Shaolin Temple that had not collapsed due to the destruction of the barbarians, and he had more enlightenment in his heart.

"When this monk is about to pass away, he will enter the temple and transform into a living Buddha, purifying all the filth in this mountain."

When Guimi Wuhe saw these, he couldn't help but praise them.

If such an act had occurred in the real world before the fall of Lingshan and the fall of Heaven, one would probably have immediately ascended to the Pure Land of Bliss.

"What a pity~"

"The Heaven is destroyed, the Underworld is empty, and the greatest demon in the world is suppressed in the Pure Land of Bliss."

"Those powerful ones are sleeping and planning. We can only do this to feel at ease..."

"but……"

The mysterious Wu He seemed to have thought of something vaguely, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this matter did not seem to be useless.

"But let's wait until he finishes his work here."

……

No longer paying attention to the situation on Shaohua Mountain, the mysterious Wu He turned his gaze to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

In an instant, he arrived at the mysterious Shaolin Temple secret passage that Wu He had never been to in the real world...

The secret passage was originally blocked by a huge dragon-breaking stone.

Although the mysterious Wu He had warned Gu Xiaosang twice, he also attacked her twice.

But Gu Xiaosang was worthy of being Gu Xiaosang, and she totally ignored the advice.

If you want to take action, just take action without considering other people's opinions.

During the mission, Meng Qi and his group were still attacked by Gu Xiaosang after arriving here.

In desperation, Meng Qi and others could only drop the Dragon-Breaking Stone to temporarily block Gu Xiaosang out.

In this regard, Guimi Wuhe could only complain.

"The plot has been messed up for a long time, but this aspect has not changed at all."

"If you say there is no trickery involved, I will never believe it."

With the power of the mysterious Wu He, there was naturally no need to lift the Dragon-Breaking Stone. He could penetrate into the secret room with just a glance.

The secret passage was pitch black.

But the mysterious Wuhe does not need any lighting. One can see the general situation inside the secret room at a glance.

With a quick glance, he found what he was looking for.

It was a string of Sanskrit words: "If you do not enter the world of mortals, do not experience the sea of ​​suffering, and do not violate the precepts, how can you know the true meaning of the rules, how can you see through the illusion of worldly affairs, see your own Buddha nature, and realize the true emptiness and wonderful existence?"

Also saw a

It was a hidden stone gate.

As soon as the mysterious Wu He's vision touched the surface, he could feel waves of indescribable chill and terror suddenly biting at his heart.

The remains of corpses, rotten body parts, evil spirits and demons appeared before his eyes one by one. Then, a blazing flame ignited in the black sky, burning everything.

In the end, the mysterious Wu He could even see a ray of sword light turning into nothingness. That sword light did not cut anything else, not the body, soul, original spirit or even the true spirit.

What he slashed towards was the mysterious cause and effect.

Moreover, the cause and effect of that knife beheading did not seem to be any of the ones on Guimi Wuhe's body.

But it is something that even he cannot perceive for the time being.

Guimi Wuhe could feel that if this knife fell, let alone his current legendary status, even if he achieved a higher level of achievement, he would probably not be able to escape death.

The mysterious Wu He withdrew his gaze for the moment, and looked at the stone gate in front of him with a slightly hesitant expression. His mind involuntarily emerged with the warnings that Xuan Yizi, the Zhenwu Emperor in the Super Beast Armed World, had given to him.

"Stay away from Ananda, stay away from Ananda's sword that breaks your precepts..."

The mysterious Wu He recalled everything he had just realized, and sketched lightly in his mind.

"The door is clean and peaceful."

"The inner self attracts the outer demons, and then accumulates karma."

"Finally, stick to cause and effect..."

As he thought about it, a little golden light flashed in Wu He's eyes, and then he nodded.
"So that's what happened."

Although this is just a reflection of the secret realm left behind by Ananda when he was promoted to the legendary realm, in theory, Guimi Wuhe does not need to be afraid of him.

But Ananda was once a legend, but not now.

Even if it is sealed, the other shore is still the other shore.

The mysterious Wu He did not act rashly. He slightly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes, imagining the feeling of being on a high place.

The next moment, the mysterious Wu He opened his eyes, and the light of his true spirit illuminated the universe in an instant.

Instantly penetrated layer after layer of walls and arrived deep inside.

Then a scene of Shura Hell came into his sight.

The surging smell of blood seemed to be transmitted directly into the mysterious Wu He's nostrils through his sight.

However, when Guimi Wuhe saw this, he felt nothing in his heart.

The light of the true spirit passed through the first layer, the second layer, the third layer, the fourth layer...

All the way through the fifth floor.

Every time the light of the true spirit passes through a layer, it leaves behind an afterimage of the mysterious Wu River.

In an instant, the mysterious Wu He arrived at the fifth floor.

There is a monk named Kongwen, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, who was sealed here by the magician Han Guang for special reasons.

However, Kong Wen seemed to have no perception of the mysterious Wu He's arrival. He just lowered his eyes and remained motionless.

The mysterious Wu He stretched out his hand and pointed at him in the air.

In an instant, a golden light was mysteriously extracted from Kongwen's body by Wu He.

A string of information then entered the mysterious Wu He's mind.

The mysterious Wu He opened his eyes slightly and saw a string of large gold-plated characters - "Yi Jin Jing".

The mysterious Wu He did not stop at the fifth floor. After getting what he wanted, he continued to go deeper into this secret realm and turned around to enter the edge of the deepest sixth floor.

Arriving here, in the mysterious Wuhe River, one can see two projections of the past years leaving traces again.

One is Ananda, and the other is also Ananda.

Or to be more precise, one is Ananda himself, and the other is Ananda's overlord...

These two virtual images are what was left when the two were promoted to legends.

One of them sat like an old monk and looked into the distance, while the other one was holding a big knife, his whole body filled with an unconcealable domineering aura.

However, these two people are just virtual images after all and cannot have any impact on the mysterious Wu River.

The view passes over them and you can easily see the core of this secret place.

Looking at the core of this secret realm, Guimi Wuhe took a deep breath.

The warning of Emperor Zhenwu reappeared in my mind.

"Stay away from Ananda, stay away from Ananda's sword that breaks your precepts..."

Weird Wuhe: "I want to stay away, but some things cannot be avoided."

"Since we have to face it sooner or later, we might as well eliminate the fear as soon as possible!"

"And the best way to eliminate fear is to face it!!!"

"come on!"

The mysterious Wu He opened his eyes and suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Come on, let me see it, Ananda's sword that breaks precepts!"

……

However, the mysterious Wu He did not notice that just as he stretched out his hand, a flash of knife light slashed towards him at this moment...

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(End of this chapter)