Chapter 873 The Main World of the Mythical Multiverse
As soon as this statement came out, Tathagata's meaning was already very clear.
In order to get Ultraman's power, he could allow Lin Zhongtian to do whatever he wanted on this matter.
Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, then turned his head and looked at Miss Duan who was still a little confused and didn't know the situation.
"Based on what you just said, do you intend to cut off the karma of your past life?"
Miss Duan came back to her senses, nodded firmly and said, "Yes."
Lin Zhongtian laughed and said, "Then let me help you!"
As he spoke, Lin Zhongtian raised his right hand, folded his five fingers together, formed a knife with his palm, and made a slight stroke towards the void.
The magical power of information——[Break in two]!
This magical power can cut anything the user can perceive into two pieces.
For people like Du Qian, it may only be regarded as a conceptual level physical attack, but for Lin Zhongtian, even something as mysterious as fate and cause and effect is clearly visible in his eyes.
In an instant, the connection between Miss Duan and Guanyin was easily severed by Lin Zhongtian.
Her delicate body trembled, and she seemed to be vaguely aware that a thread in her body was completely broken.
This feeling of suddenly losing something, but not being able to tell exactly what she had lost, made her feel lost, but relieved.
Lin Zhongtian lowered his arms, looked at the complicated-looking girl in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, from now on, I am you and she is her, and there is no further relationship!"
After saying that, before Miss Duan could recover from her daze, Lin Zhongtian waved his sleeves and sent a stream of black light into the hands of the fat monk.
The fat monk caught the black light and looked down. Sure enough, it was the dark jade-like divine light stick.
"This is compensation for Buddhism and Master Guanyin. It's up to you how to deal with it!"
After hearing Lin Zhongtian's words, the fat monk clasped his hands together and softly recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
Lin Zhongtian turned his head, looked at Miss Duan and said softly: "After all, I am an outsider. The most I can do for you is this step. As for the future path, it still depends on your own choice."
After saying that, Lin Zhongtian stepped forward and strode out of the temple.
Miss Duan finally came to her senses, quickly knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Lin Zhongtian with gratitude on her face.
After Lin Zhongtian's back disappeared from sight, Miss Duan stood up, turned around and looked at the fat monk and said, "I have nothing to do with Master Guanyin now, so it doesn't hurt to pay my respects to my benefactor, right?"
The fat monk looked at her with complicated eyes, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter!"
"In fact, even if your relationship with Guanyin is not broken, it is not a loss to worship him."
Miss Duan was startled when she heard this, and then she couldn't help but look shocked: "Is it true?"
"What on earth is he..."
"Amitabha!"
The fat monk recited the Buddha's name, and then said softly: "You only need to know that the heaven is begging him to be appointed as the Ziwei Emperor in the North Pole of Zhongtian. As for the rest, the Buddha said, it cannot be said..."
Having said this, the fat monk changed the subject and said, "Now, let's go back to the previous topic."
Miss Duan recovered from the shock and nodded with a complicated face.
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The story that follows is the Journey to the West known to all three worlds.
Master Sanzang took his three disciples and traveled westward to obtain the true scriptures.
As for the story before heading west, it was quickly lost in the waves of history.
No one knows who Miss Duan is, and no one knows where she went. All they know is that before the Westward Journey team set off, a white horse was suddenly presented to them by Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Chen Xuanzang rode a white horse all the way west. Sometimes he would cuddle up next to the white horse, look at the moon in the sky, and recall Miss Duan's graceful dance under the moon that night...
"We've met each other but can't get to know each other. Isn't this too torturous?"
Du Qian stood next to Lin Zhongtian, looking at the water mirror in front of him, and couldn't help but said angrily.
At this time, the troupe had already celebrated the birthday of Master Duan and embarked on a journey to another town again.
Du Qian naturally followed the team. He had already learned about the existence of the alliance and had acquired many skills and system magical powers. There was no need to leave the troupe and find someone to study under him as he had previously thought.
As for Lin Zhongtian, he has countless information powers in this world. He can go wherever he wants, and the theater troupe has no idea of his existence.
Hearing Du Qian's angry words, Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly and whispered: "Do you really think he doesn't know?"
Du Qian was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "Could it be that..."
Lin Zhongtian chuckled, patted Du Qian's shoulder and said, "He and Miss Duan have transformed into Shining Diga together. As long as he uses the power of the Giant of Light, he will feel something in his heart."
"If you don't believe me, count carefully. He has gone through seven difficulties along the way. He has changed into Tiga so many times..."
Du Qian thought about it for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "That's it!"
Thanks to him, Chen Xuanzang possesses the Divine Light Rod and is no longer the guilty monk in the original work.
Because of this, the style of the Westbound Team also showed a bit of collapse.
Every time he encountered a powerful demon, Chen Xuanzang waved his hand and shouted before the three senior brothers could take action:
"Disciple, step back and let me come!"
Such a powerful style full of martial virtue also caused a slight change in the legend of Tang Monk in this world.
Du Qian and Lin Zhongtian were both looking forward to seeing what kind of achievements Chen Xuanzang would achieve when he came to Lingshan Mountain.
Could it be that he really is the first Infinite Light Buddha in Lingshan?
Amid such expectations, the day has finally come for Du Qian to return to the league.
It was an extremely ordinary night. Lin Zhongtian's real clone came from the main world of the mythical multiverse, and brought Du Qian back to the alliance headquarters across the barriers of the world.
Entering the alliance headquarters, there are alliance members and intelligent life voids responsible for reception.
Lin Zhongtian's main clone did not return with Du Qian, but stayed in the main world of the mythical multiverse.
This world is a mixture of "Journey to the West", "The Romance of the Gods" and many myths and legends of Buddhism and Taoism.
Its position in the endless void is not connected to the void gap, so Lin Zhongtian has never set foot here before.
It wasn't until Du Qian appeared, ascended from the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" where alliance member Nie Changchuan was to the main world, and then found Lingshan that he successfully learned the location of this small world.
However, when Lin Zhongtian turned to the main world of mythology midway, the place that appeared was not Lingshan, but another fairy mountain that was winding and surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
With a flash of silver light, Lin Zhongtian's figure appeared above the mountains.
Viewed from above, the mountains at your feet stretch for thousands of miles, with green trees everywhere and white clouds surrounding the peaks, like white ribbons, creating a fairy-like atmosphere.
Between the green mountains and white clouds, continuous Taoist temples and magnificent palaces stand quietly.
With Lin Zhongtian's extraordinary eyesight, he could clearly see the gold-rimmed plaques on the temple.
Wanning Palace, Lingguan Palace, Changsheng Terrace, Santian Gate, Sanqing Palace...
Various familiar names all confirm the identity of this fairy mountain and magnificent building complex.
That is, the ancestor of ghost hunting in the multiverse of Chinese mythology—Maoshan Ancestral Court!
Suddenly, a palace next to the Sanqing Palace lit up with green light, and a handsome young man wearing a green shirt flew out of it, walked on the auspicious clouds to Lin Zhongtian, and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Boss, you have finally come to this mythical main world!"
There is no doubt that this person is Nie Changchuan, a formal member of the Traveler Alliance and a descendant of Maoshan.
Not only him, but Ye Chen, who studied under Uncle Jiu next door, also cultivated into a true fairy queen, transcended the tribulation and ascended to the main world.
At present, because Ye Chen had to take care of his father's family and his wife's family, he left Maoshan with his family to start his own business.
Nie Changchuan, on the other hand, was not married and had no worries, and because he had become a disciple of Maoshan when he was a boy, he had a greater sense of belonging to Maoshan than Ye Chen, who only became a disciple of Uncle Nine in the middle, so he chose to stay in Maoshan and became a member of the Maoshan lineage in the main world. The immortal ancestor.
After hearing Nie Changchuan's words, Lin Zhongtian glanced at the Maoshan disciples in the palace below who were bowing respectfully, and then said with a smile: "You can't tell, you, the Immortal Patriarch, are quite prestigious..."
"Boss, please stop teasing me!"
Nie Changchuan smiled and said nonchalantly: "Since Patriarch Sanmao was granted the title of True Monarch by Heaven, all Maoshan disciples in the mortal world who can overcome the calamity and become immortals will go to Heaven to seek protection from Patriarch in order to be ranked among the immortals. ."
"Under such circumstances, any immortal who is willing to come down to earth and sit in Maoshan will be loved by these disciples."
As for why Nie Changchuan didn't join Tianting, it was naturally because he had Lin Zhongtian and the Traveler Alliance behind him, so there was no need to look at Tianting's face.
Even if he is not ranked among the immortals, the immortals in heaven would not dare to look down upon him.
Whenever there is an immortal's birthday or a grand gathering in Yaochi, there must be an invitation letter sent to the Maoshan ancestral court.
I don’t have to go to a major event, but you can’t not invite me, otherwise you’ll be looking down on me and the people behind me.
Thanks to Lin Zhongtian, Nie Changchuan, with his true immortal level cultivation, was able to get along like a duck in water in this high-energy world, which can be called a happy word.
No, the size of the banquet that Nie Changchuan entertained Lin Zhongtian in his immortal cave was no worse than the birthday banquet of some great immortals in heaven.
Especially the various kinds of nectar, elixir, and elixir, almost all of them are made by famous masters.
On the golden plate in the center, there were even three red peaches.
"Boss, try this!"
Nie Changchuan pointed at the flat peach on the golden plate and said with a smile: "This is a middle-grade flat peach that blooms once every six thousand years and bears fruit once every six thousand years. A mortal who eats one can be lifted up by the clouds and become immortal."
"I also attended the Queen Mother's birthday last time and packed it quietly at the Yaochi event, so I brought it with me!"
Lin Zhongtian glanced at the three flat peaches and said speechlessly: "On the birthday of the Queen Mother, can I let you, a true immortal, pack it?"
"What if?"
Nie Changchuan smiled nonchalantly, and then whispered: "Boss, you don't know how useful your reputation is in heaven. When I packed the peaches, all the immortals around me saw it, but none of them saw it. Even the Queen Mother herself turned a blind eye to those who dared to say anything..."
Having said this, Nie Changchuan paused, suddenly patted his head, and whispered: "Oh, by the way, last time I went to the Heavenly Palace for a meeting, the old man Taibai deliberately took me to visit the Heavenly Palace, especially in Emperor Ziwei's palace. Ziwei Palace stayed for a while.”
"...Hmph, can I not know what he means?"
"This is to send you a message through me, urging you to move into Ziwei Palace as soon as possible!"
Looking at Nie Changchuan with a look of disdain on his face, Lin Zhongtian rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Seeing what Yang Mou is so proud of, why don't you tell others about it now?"