Wu You's smile looked somewhat sinister at this moment. While the main god was appraising the two items, he was also secretly observing the main god.
Of course, he didn't dare to be too obvious, since the other side was still an unknown entity, but even a brief glance was enough to learn a lot.
It was indeed the space described in a book he had read before.
This is clearly not something that psionic spirits could create spontaneously; its existence has been speculated upon before.
What Wu You is currently unsure about is the gap between this sovereign and himself, whether it possesses greater power than he can control, and whether there is truly a subjective consciousness of this so-called "supreme god" behind it.
When you're in a good mood, it naturally shows on your body. Wu You never shied away from these things, so he became bolder with his hands on Ma He.
Mach was more than happy to see this situation. Wherever Wu You's hand went, she would deliberately but not in an affected way cooperate even more exaggeratedly, making Morian, who was sitting in her main seat in the temple, secretly click her tongue in amazement.
Although Wu You's "Procreation Order" was issued to all kinds of creatures, it was really difficult for a golden-level being of the Three Goddesses' caliber to find someone they liked, and almost no alchemical creatures dared to have such thoughts about them.
So far, the only gold-level beings who have faithfully implemented the "Propagation Order" are all dragons, whether giant dragons or sea dragons.
One reason is that this group has a large population, and another reason is that they are the epitome of "not being picky about food," although most of them are male dragons.
Not only dragons within their own kind, but also any creature that can be "squeezed in," even the weakest ordinary beings, are willing to try them out.
Even more outrageous, some dragons who were blessed by Wu You with the ability to transform can take human form, and both male and female dragons have attempted to mate with humans or other intelligent species from other planets.
This is nothing new; it's been circulating on the Earth Sphere public network for a long time.
Because most dragons mate simply for the sake of mating, this has led to the now-commonly known "lucky dragon cannon" online.
Now, Mahe has finally achieved one of his small goals, and he's even considering having a child with Wu You.
However, Wu You wasn't thinking about that at the moment; his mind was full of his next plan.
It's no exaggeration to say that this mysterious supreme god attracted his attention far more than the monstrous creatures of his own world, even though he knew that the monstrous creatures should be his focus.
Wu You's idea was simple: having successfully brought some items into the world where the "Main God Space" was located, he now had a basic window to observe that side.
That place must be a completely new world, with countless parallel story worlds, and you can even briefly go there to the "real world" by exchanging points.
So how can indirect observation through objects possibly be as intuitive as direct exploration by people?
Therefore, Wu You's next move is quite simple.
"My lord, what are you thinking about?"
Mahe bit one of Wu You's fingers and asked him a question that seemed to be on his mind.
"Nothing, I was just thinking, if items can go in, what about people?"
"Surely the lord has a way."
Wu You glanced at Mollyanne, who was pretending not to see him, and then gave Mach a hard slap on the buttocks.
"Of course there's a way. If it's inconvenient for us to go in, we still have our time travelers, right?"
Mach let out an exaggerated, coquettish groan.
"Hmm, now I'd like to explore something else! The last time was a bit rushed, but now I have more time."
...
"Thump" "Thump" "Thump".
The distant sound of bells echoed in the temple, heralding the start of a new day.
"Hurry up, get up, Senior Brother Daoyuan, or you'll be late for morning class and get scolded by Master again."
Upon hearing the bell, a young novice monk jumped up immediately. The first thing he did was not to get dressed, but to run to the monk's bed next to him and wake up a young monk.
Daoyuan is the body that Chu Hang originally transmigrated into. Daoyuan is his current Buddhist name, and he is a monk of the Dao generation at Shaolin Temple.
Yes, Chu Hang couldn't understand how this dilapidated temple could be the famous Shaolin Temple.
In his view, this was definitely a black temple.
The three main charges are as follows.
First, they exploited the labor of minors, constantly forcing young monks to do chores, from chopping wood and carrying water to cleaning latrines and washing clothes.
Second, the old monk was terrifying and strict. Not only did he get up early every day, but he also had to recite scriptures for morning prayers. If he couldn't recite them within a certain period of time, he would be punished with disciplinary measures. He simply didn't treat monks like human beings.
Third, the food was extremely poor. Every meal consisted of only cabbage and rice, with tofu appearing only occasionally. There was no oil or fat throughout the year, and we never even saw a piece of meat. Well, the temple doesn't serve meat.
There is actually a fourth point: restricting personal freedom.
Moreover, the monks in this temple are all martial arts masters. Trying to run away will definitely not end well. This is based on Chu Hang's experience.
Chu Hang, now known as Dao Yuan, was being pulled up from the bed by his junior brother and sat up, and as usual, he stared blankly for a while.
'It's been over a year since I transmigrated to this wretched place, and I haven't even left the mountain. I have no idea what the outside world is like. Sigh, I wonder how my parents back on Earth are doing. They have the welfare and benefits of Earth; they must be living a very comfortable life. It's just that their son...'
"Why!"
"Brother Daoyuan, you're sighing again. Stop daydreaming and get dressed. We can only eat vegetarian food after the morning prayers!"
Daoyuan glared at his junior brother Daoming, who was dragging him along, with annoyance.
"You're such a glutton, you'd never get tired of eating vegetarian meals!"
"My master said that contentment brings happiness. It's so chaotic outside, but at least we can still eat in the temple."
"You're quite optimistic..."
During the chat, Daoyuan quickly put on his monk's robes, touched his bald head, sighed again, and ran towards the morning class with the novice monks in the same room.
Daoyuan was quite prestigious among the young monks of the "Dao" generation who were ordained together, all because he could tell some good stories.
They were all children, pure of heart. Although they were under different masters, Daoyuan brought them joy, so they all liked him.
Today's morning prayers were presided over by Daoyuan's master, the eminent monk Guangde of the Guang generation.
Daoyuan was most afraid of him.
Once the monks were seated, Guangde could see Daoyuan and Daoming sitting at the very back from afar.
He walked step by step to their side, first nodding to the obedient Daoming, and then looking at Daoyuan.
Daoyuan's heart skipped a beat.
really.
"Daoyuan, have you memorized the Surangama Sutra and the Great Compassion Mantra?"
"Uh... Master... It's still early... I'm not familiar with it yet..."
"You've been studying these two scriptures for half a year now. Isn't that a short time? Have you mastered them yet?"
Actually, for Daoyuan, the learning period wasn't really half a year, because most of the time before, the monks would recite a sentence during the morning prayers and the students would follow along, and he never listened at all. It wasn't until recently, when he had to memorize it on his own, that he realized he couldn't get away with it anymore.
"Is the Great Compassion Mantra almost finished...?"
Guangde didn't press him further about the Yan Leng Sutra, but simply had him recite the Great Compassion Mantra once.
Daoyuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and memorize it.
"Namo Ratna Trayaya."
Namo Arya.
Vairukati.Shobalaya.
Bodhisattva.
...
Sapo Luofa Ye.
Number of words written.
...
Dhara Dhara.
Dirini. Uh... Dirini... Dirini...
'This damn scripture is so difficult to pronounce; it's even harder to memorize than a tongue twister!'
Daoyuan mentally cursed, knowing he couldn't hold on any longer.
As a transmigrator with a soul that is considered quite powerful among humans in the Earth sphere, Dao Yuan is not stupid. For more than a year after he came to lead this temple, he devoted most of his energy to a secret manual.
That is, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.
This manual was created by a big shot in the Earth Circle. I don't know how advanced it is, but it should be able to easily defeat the 72 unique skills in the Scripture Pavilion.
The problem is that he can basically recite the manual backwards, and he can draw every word and picture, but he can only rely on the first three pictures to build a foundation while sleeping. Apart from being stronger and healthier than the average person, he just can't get started.
Otherwise, given his personality, he would most likely have left Shaolin and gone into the secular world.
Getting back to the point, seeing that Daoyuan couldn't recite it, Guangde looked at him with some disappointment.
"Daoyuan, the reason I gave you the Dharma name Yuan is because I see that your mind is not settled and you are still far from the path of Buddhahood. It is only when you are ready that you can attain enlightenment!"
"Fine, I'll punish you by making you clean the scripture pavilion after morning lessons."
"Holy crap! The library holds over 100,000 volumes of scriptures. Cleaning it once would take more than a day. Wouldn't that mean I'd have to go hungry for two days?"
But he didn't dare to argue with Guangde, so he had no choice but to accept it.
What Daoyuan didn't know was that the flow of time in his world was different from that in Earth's, and at that moment, there really was a big shot watching him from across the world.
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