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Time passed little by little.

No one knows what exactly happened in the back mountain of Shaohua Mountain.

Only Abbot Xin Ji stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the last grave mound, clasping his hands together and chanting the mantra for rebirth...

Another month has passed.

More than four months have passed since the initial war.

The sea of ​​corpses that covered the mountains and plains has disappeared, only the lingering smell of blood is still lingering in the air.

Monk Xinji turned around and looked at the graves he had piled up along the way, and his heart felt more peaceful than ever before.

The trees and the original roads on Shaohua Mountain had long since disappeared under the trampling of the barbarian soldiers.

Looking at the single mountain path he had walked and created all along the way, Abbot Xinji turned around, clasped his hands together, and walked back.

He was like the most devout pilgrim, bowing every three steps and prostrating every five steps, slowly walking towards the top.

His body was haggard and his steps were unsteady, but his eyes were so firm.

The faint Buddha's light kept flickering above his body, becoming more and more intense with every step forward.

Walking step by step, moving forward step by step, my expression became involuntarily dazed.

Master Mo Ming Xin Ji felt as if he had returned to the age of seven or eight when he was before he came to the Shaolin Temple and was dragged by his parents through the streets, his eyes filled with the joy of the world.

The scenes before him made him feel dazed. Looking at the hands of his parents, playmates, and all the people who had disappeared from his memory reaching out to him, Master Xin Ji stopped.

However, he did not stretch his hands forward, but just put his hands together and bowed on the spot.

It seems to be bidding farewell to one's past.

When he stood up again, the scene in front of him had returned to normal, and he continued forward...

He kowtowed three times and nine times again. When he raised his eyes, the scene in front of him changed again.

Everywhere he looked was a sea of ​​blood and corpses. It seemed as if all his previous hard work had been in vain. Countless bones emerged from the ground, looking hideous and terrifying, reaching out to him.

A raging fire burned above the bones.

All the killings that Abbot Xinji had committed in the past now turned into karmic fire that burned his body and soul.

But his steps remained firm.

Following his footsteps step by step forward, the karmic fire on his body faded away, and a faint golden light emanated from Monk Xinji's body.

The faint Buddha's spirit even penetrated into his skin, flesh and even bone marrow under the burning of the karmic fire.

At this time, he had already arrived at the door of the last hall of Shaolin Temple in Shaohua Mountain.
But the last part of the journey was not so easy.

Monk Xinji could feel that a will had taken root in his body.

He had always been extremely dark, born from within his body, rooted in the deepest part of his heart, and seemed to gather the deepest darkness in his soul.

With every step he took forward, the black shadow became three times stronger.

However, he seemed to be unaware of it. He pushed open the door step by step, walked into the hall, and sat cross-legged on the cushion.

Even at the end when even his golden body seemed unable to resist the evil in his heart and black spots appeared outside, he still tried to raise his head and put his hands together.

Then I took a deep breath...

"it is finally over……"

……

The most respected world in the world, the real world...

After leaving the Duoercha world, Guimi Wuhe headed northward for another seven days before finally reaching his destination, Yuhuang Mountain, Xuantian Sect...

The mysterious Wu He stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the towering peak, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

After spending so much effort, he finally arrived at Yuhuang Mountain...

At the foot of Yuhuang Mountain...

He dismounted and was about to lead the horse up the mountain, but the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Because at this moment, a familiar figure came into his eyes.

Seeing the person coming, Guimi Wu He showed some surprise in his eyes and called out the name of the person opposite.

"Qing Jing?"

Similarly, seeing the mysterious Wu He's arrival, Qing Jing's face also showed some surprise.

"Huh? Why is it you?"

But soon, Qingjing's face showed some realization.

"Oh, that's right. Otherwise, it shouldn't be me who is in charge of receiving guests."

Hearing this and seeing Qingjing's expression, the mysterious Wu He couldn't help but show some confusion on his face.

"Oh? Are you waiting for someone here?"

The incarnation of the mysterious Wuhe in the real world cannot know whatever he wants to know like the original body, so he naturally has to ask if he has any questions.

In response to this, Qingjing saw that there was no one around and did not hide it, but nodded slightly.

"This is the order of our sect leader, who is also my uncle, Master Shoujing..."

Hearing this, Guimi Wuhe was startled...

"Master Shoujing?"

……

At this time, at the top of Jade Emperor Mountain, Xuantian Sect's Emperor Palace.

Here, a majestic and sacred statue of the Emperor of Heaven stands on the top of Jade Emperor Mountain, in the center of the Emperor of Heaven Temple.

A pair of majestic eyes looked forward, as if looking down at the heavens and the worlds, examining every move of the gods, Buddhas, immortals, saints, demons, and monsters...

At this time, in front of the statue.

A humble old Taoist with white hair but meticulously dressed was sitting on a cushion.

In front of him, there was a green box placed horizontally.

The box has a warm luster and seems to be carved from ancient fairy jade.

At this moment, the mouth of the box opened, revealing an ancient long sword with a restrained glow.

The old man's Taoist name is Shoujing, and people call him Shoujing Zhenren.

The second Grandmaster on the Earth List is also the leader of the Xuantian Sect mentioned by Qingjing.

As the leader of the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, what is placed in front of him is naturally the Xuantian Sect's peerless magic weapon, which was once the Heavenly Emperor's magic weapon - the Time Sword.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the Time Knife, Master Shoujing's eyes were shining, as if reflecting time and space, and the flow of years.

At a certain moment, his eyes blinked slightly and the light in them disappeared in an instant, replaced by a depth and heaviness as time went by.

At this moment, an inexplicable light appeared on the simple and ordinary blade of the Time Sword that he had used during his lifetime, and it actually flew out of the jade box in the astonished gaze of Master Shoujing.

Seeing such a scene, even Master Shoujing, who had been wielding the Time Sword for many years, couldn't help but show obvious surprise in his eyes.

This is not the first time that unusual movements of the Time Blade have occurred since Master Shoujing took charge of the Xuantian Sect.

However, at ordinary times, there would only be a few ripples of light, allowing him to take the initiative to communicate.

After understanding the meaning, he would then take control of the Time Blade and go down the mountain to do something. This should be the normal workflow.
And this was the first time that he flew away without even saying hello, like today.

Although outside rumors spread that the Xuantian Sect was in control of the Time Sword, Zhenren Shoujing would naturally know his actual status.

To the peerless divine weapon, he, a mere grandmaster, was nothing more than a knife rack.

Naturally, he had no intention of stopping the actions of the Time Blade, nor did he have the ability to do so.

But he did not just stand there and watch. He quickly followed behind the Time Knife, wanting to see what it was going to do.

He suddenly took a step forward, and the ground suddenly shrunk into an inch. Following the footsteps of the Time Knife, he actually arrived directly at the foot of Jade Emperor Mountain.

I saw two young men talking at the foot of Jade Emperor Mountain.

One of them was actually his disciple from Xuantian Sect.

As for the other young man, although Master Shoujing was not familiar with him, considering the news in recent times, he also thought of the other party's identity. He was the genius Wu He who had recently appeared on the human list.

And the Time Blade was flying towards him.

……

At this time, the view returns to the mysterious Wu River.

After hearing that it was Master Shoujing who gave the order, Guimi Wu He immediately had some guesses.

This was most likely the arrangement of the Time Blade.

However, the mysterious Wu He still didn't quite understand why the Time Knife wanted to talk to him about this.

It can't be that he practiced the magic of Donghuang Taiyi, the quasi-emperor who failed in the fight for the throne of the emperor in the last era, so they are planning to turn him into a pawn?

However, this problem only troubled Guimi Wuhe and was thrown out of his mind in an instant. These things were not his headache for the time being.

How much of a rookie is he now? He still cares about these things.

Let’s let the original body in the heavens and all worlds worry about it first.

As for now...

The mysterious Wu He turned his head and looked at Qing Jing who was walking beside him unwillingly and led him up the mountain. He smiled and said:

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Am I not welcome?"

Hearing the mysterious Wu He's words, a look of obvious disgust appeared on his sober face, and he nodded his head like pounding garlic.

"This guy has some self-awareness."

"Look at where you've been since you were on the Human Rankings, you've always been restless."

"I'm warning you, don't cause any trouble in our Xuantian Sect, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you."

Looking at Qingjing who was pretending to be angry but was still joking, the mysterious Wuhe smiled silently.

"Making trouble?"

"I am just an awakened warrior now."

"At best, I'm just sparring with the disciples in your sect. What can that possibly lead to?"

"Could I possibly kidnap your sect's peerless divine weapon?"

"Or maybe there are seniors in your sect who think I have good aptitude and want to take me as their disciple?"

In response, Qing Jing nodded in agreement, but Zhu Xuan shook his head and said proudly:
"My Xuantian Sect is the lineage of the Heavenly Emperor, and all our disciples have been trained since childhood."

"It depends on fate."

"No matter how high your aptitude is, since you didn't enter my Xuantian Sect directly when you were young, then you have no chance."

"Your talent is indeed good. Things like a strong man from the sect directly recruiting a disciple may indeed happen in other sects."

"but……"

Qingjing spread his arms, his face full of pride.

"But this is Xuantian Sect, you'd better give up on this idea."

As soon as the proud words came out of Qingjing's eyes, an old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared in his sight.

Qing Jing was very familiar with this person, as he was the head of Xuantian Sect, Zhenren Shoujing.

When he saw the visitor, he bowed immediately.

If Qingjing could notice the appearance of Zhenren Shoujing, Guimi Wuhe would naturally notice it earlier.

He also saluted with his fists clasped.

However, Zhenren Shoujing at this moment was different from his Taoist name. His appearance and expression seemed a little hurried, as if something difficult to control had happened.

But after he came in front of the two of them, his originally hurried steps stopped.

A pair of eyes stared straight at the mysterious Wu He, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

Seeing this, Qing Jing was immediately startled, glanced at the confused Wu He, and quickly asked:
"Uncle Master, the guest you mentioned has arrived. I am preparing to welcome him into the sect."

"What are you doing?"

In response to Qingjing's question, Master Shoujing also realized his own gaffe.

But a master is a master. Just by slightly changing his gaze, his temperament will be very different.

Then he spoke like this:
"Are you Wu He, the Master of the Long Rainbow Sword, who is ranked 39th on the Human Ranking?"

Seeing the old man opposite him speaking, Guimi Wuhe naturally would not give him face and bowed:
"Yes, junior Wu He has met Master Shou Jing."

"I wonder what the Master wants from me?"

In response to this, Master Shoujing smiled and nodded slightly:

"You are extremely talented, and you also have a strong affinity with my Xuantian Sect. Are you willing to become a disciple of my Xuantian Sect? Inherit the fundamental Dharma and bring glory to the sect?"

"If you are willing, I can teach you personally and take you as my disciple..."

Hearing this, before Guimi Wuhe could respond, Qingjing next to him widened his eyes.

At this moment, Qingjing felt as if he had learned how to walk on time like the Emperor of Heaven. The self in the last second slapped the self in this second hard.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain on my cheek.

Even the mysterious Wu He was slightly surprised by this situation and bowed slightly.

"Um, Senior Shoujing, I still want to think about the matter of becoming your disciple and joining the sect."

"It's just that I have a question that I want to ask now. I wonder if you can answer it."

Zhenren Shoujing can be considered a true master of Taoism.

Guimi Wuhe didn't agree to her directly, but he wasn't angry either. He just nodded slightly and said, "Ask."

Seeing this, Guimi Wuhe nodded.

"I want to ask the real reason why the senior wants to accept me as his disciple. I have a connection with Xuantian Sect, but what is the connection?"

Hearing this, Master Shoujing did not keep the suspense, but pointed at Guimi Wuhe's chest, and then spit out the name of Xuantian Sect's peerless magic weapon.

"Time Blade——"

Without waiting for the two to realize what he meant, Master Shoujing answered directly in one breath.

"Just now, the Time Blade disappeared into your body?"

Hearing this, Guimi Wuhe pointed at Qingjing next to his nose in confusion, and also pointed at Guimi Wuhe in confusion.

At a certain moment, the two looked at each other and their eyes exchanged a moment.

Angry Qing Jing: "Are you serious?!"

Confused and mysterious Wu He: "I don't know——"

……

At the same time, in the world of Duoercha...

The mysterious Wu He reached out his hand to the depths of the secret realm, passing through the mortal world, through the fire of karma, and through the bloody land where inner demons abound.

Ananda broke the sword of precepts and severed his purity, accumulated karma, and attracted external demons in an instant, which was learned by him.

However, these are just minor details. His real target is Ananda, who is sitting cross-legged in the deepest part, and the cause and effect sutras that are wrapped around him.

With Guimi Wuhe's strength, exploring these secret realms is as easy as using a needle to puncture a balloon, which is not difficult at all.

He just stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, as if he could grab the sticky cause and effect in front of him.

but……

When the mysterious Wu He reached out, something unexpected happened...

Just when the mysterious Wu He's palm was about to touch the shadow of Ananda, the originally boring Ananda suddenly stood up.

A flash of knife light suddenly came from outside time and space.

The knife flashed quickly and its target seemed clear.

Cutting down from the true spirit, it was obvious that this move was not only aimed at him, but also at his body.

The target is the cause and effect of the mysterious Wu He's entire body.

There is no doubt that this is the sticky cause and effect of the move he is looking for.

It’s just obvious that the way this move came about did not meet Guimi Wuhe’s expectations.

Looking at the flying knife light, the mysterious Wu He did not hesitate at all. He waved his hand suddenly, and in an instant a robe appeared on his body.

A big sun rises from behind it.

Long before entering the foggy space last time, Guimi Wuhe knew that the sticky cause and effect trick might be able to restrain himself.

How could he not be on guard?

He suddenly grabbed with his hand and actually pulled off several causal lines on his body.

The scene before me was a little unexpected.

But at this moment, Guimi Wuhe has been waiting for a long time!!!

"Cause and effect become a sword - cut the way to see me!!!"

……

At this time, the Time Sword was still on the way.

...(End of chapter)