Chapter 636: Disbandment of Momen
"Master Turtle, what is the use of this Pangu Brain?" People were curious and looked at this ugly guy. "It has no combat power! What's the use of computing power?"
“Haha, you don’t understand.” Master Roshi laughed, “The world of the future must be a world of computing power!”
"Calculation is the core of our Mo Sect! Let me test you: there is an inner camp with a circumference of 720 steps, a middle camp with a circumference of 960 steps, and an outer camp with a circumference of 1,200 steps. A, B, and C are on duty at night. A is in the inner camp, B is in the middle camp, and C is in the outer camp. They all set out from the south camp. A walks nine steps, B walks seven steps, and C walks five steps. How many steps do they have to go before they all reach the south camp?"
This is a pursuit problem of elementary school difficulty, but surprisingly not many people these days can solve it.
Master Kame was puzzled: "You need to improve your arithmetic, otherwise you may be worse than machines!"
"Although my Pangu Brain has no combat power, I can design combat weapons. Come, help me design a flying sword with fire attributes and build it."
Pangu's brain began to think, his brain was boiling, and green smoke was faintly coming out.
Several shadows spread out, picked up hammers and tongs, and made "clang-dang-dang" sounds.
Amidst the lively discussion, a flying sword with fire attributes was produced.
Although the quality is only ordinary, it is amazing that a non-craftsman can produce an extraordinary item! Lu Yuan was puzzled: "What on earth is this... In theory, only life can produce extraordinary items..."
"Is this an artificial intelligence? Hey, what is artificial intelligence?"
The people around were also discussing it, and some were still sad.
All in all, productive things do attract people's attention.
The strange walnut kernel opened its insect-like compound eyes and looked at the people around it with a cold gaze. It seemed unable to understand the emotions of intelligent life, and didn't know what the people around it were laughing at or crying about.
Then, it started imitating other people speaking - the learning speed was really fast, like a supercomputer.
"My workmanship is a bit poor, I'm sorry." The voice sounded like an electronic sound, neither salty nor bland, and even the words of apology were imitated.
"Haha, that's already very good. After all, you are just a new creature and you will have a lot of room for development in the future." Master Turtle comforted.
Lu Yuan's eyes widened, and a lot of thoughts suddenly occurred to him: "Wait, why does this Pangu Brain look like something I've seen before... Where is this place? Who am I?"
His brain ached violently, the pain so intense that he was almost going into coma.
But soon a layer of fog passed by, blocking his thoughts, and the memory that had just been restored quickly disappeared into thin air.
Master Kame showed off his own creation, the "Pangu Brain", and straightened his back: "Okay, everyone, Master Kame's trump card has been shown to you."
"This is just a new thing, and it has unlimited potential in the future. I will keep researching and improving it... Come back and have a look when you have time. If you don't have time, just live your life well and don't die!"
"Master He, where is your trump card?" people shouted.
"Keep it secret, keep it secret!" The crane smiled faintly, with quite an immortal demeanor.
The two mythical grandmasters shouted at the top of their voices: "From today on, Mo Sect will be completely closed!"
"No longer interfere in worldly affairs! Farewell, my disciples, and take care."
This seems to be a declaration to the world that Momen will not participate in this world war.
With a hint of sadness, seemingly helpless.
The banquet was over and everyone had gone down the mountain.
I stand on the suspended mountain, looking at the vast sea of smoke and feeling the vastness of time and space.
The figure is hazy, like duckweed, gradually going away and we will never meet again.
…
With the end of the mountain closing ceremony, the originally bustling Suspended Mountain suddenly became deserted.
In the Mo Sect, there are three thousand true disciples alone.
There are 30,000 inner disciples.
There are as many as three hundred thousand outer disciples!
Nowadays, there are only a few mythological masters and some orphans who were originally adopted. It can be said that the place is deserted.
Duomu, who adopted Lu Yuan and the immortal giant turtle, was sad for a long time.
"Senior sisters and brothers have all gone home."
"I don't have any parents, this is my home..."
No matter what, he had to accept the reality that he had to do odd jobs every day, chopping wood, cooking, and taking care of pets.
Several masters are very busy and do not show up for several months. They have been studying the source of "Infinite Qi".
They were a group of orphans who had to shoulder all the responsibilities and their lives were very hard.
But he was happy to do it. After staying in Momen for so long, it was normal for him to make some contribution now.
"Immortal Giant Turtle, although you have the name of a giant turtle, why is it so small?"
Duomu plays with the palm-sized "Immortal Giant Turtle" every day: "When you grow up and become a real giant turtle, I will be dead. I don't know if you still remember me."
"Waaaaaa!" The giant turtle roared loudly, with great energy.
"And you, Greedy Demon. This name sounds crazy. Why do you have such a low sense of existence? Even I often forget about you... I'm afraid that others have already forgotten about you. Is this your innate ability?"
"Find something to eat when you have time. Don't starve to death."
Lu Yuan's body size was only slightly larger than the Immortal Giant Turtle. He found that his throat was not well developed and he could only make a "wa gaga" sound, which was almost the same as the Immortal Giant Turtle's.
Out of boredom, he could only bully his good brother, the immortal giant turtle, every day and snatch food from it.
…
Compared with the leisurely days on the mountain, the days below the mountain are more chaotic. As a floating mountain, Kunlun Mountain is not fixed in one place. It floats in the sky, so people call it "Kunlun Wonderland".
I can often hear fellow disciples sighing.
"Racial conflicts and rampant bandits, villages after villages on earth were massacred..."
"I went down the mountain today and found that Xiaguang City, hundreds of kilometers away, was no longer inhabited."
"Ah?!" Duomu showed a sad expression, "Who is the murderer?"
"No one is investigating this matter... The masters are busy. In the past, who would dare to act rashly around my Mo Sect?"
Sometimes when looking down from the mountain, you will find a bloody mist swirling around the earth like a long dragon - that is the most common idealistic method in this land, blood sacrifice.
Blood sacrifice is the most cruel but also the most effective means of evolution.
It can realize almost all idealistic functions, including creating magical weapons, creating new idealistic rules, and even enabling people to evolve!
Many powerful people at the mythical level are not innately mythical.
Because the innate mythology needs to absorb a breath of mysterious yellow energy.
The Xuanhuang Qi could only be found in the ancient times, and it has long been extinct nowadays. Therefore, the number of Xiantian myths is actually not that large.
But through the means of blood sacrifice, an "acquired myth" can be born! The strength of an "acquired myth" and an "innate myth" is not much different. The more blood sacrifices, the stronger the acquired myth.
This leads to endless wars and blood sacrifices, which become increasingly intense.
"Alas, more and more people are dying."
"The use of infinite energy is becoming more and more widespread. Some myths that do not use infinite energy can no longer persist."
…
The masters couldn't bear to see the gloom and sadness in the outside world, so they lowered the floating mountain from time to time and let the villagers live on it.
Over time, the mountain became a little more lively again.
However, people are always divided into different classes. The disciple with the worst qualifications in Mo Men is also a carving reader who can do some odd jobs.
But ordinary villagers do not have this kind of productivity, so being able to live here is already a great blessing.
"With kind-hearted people like Master Chef, we will definitely be able to find the root of the problem!" Duomu has not experienced much and always has a naivety that comes from not having entered society yet.
His favorite thing to do every day is to lie on the window, watch the sun that never sets, and then chatter about trivial things.
"You may be wondering, what happened to Pangaea?"
"I'm not too sure... It's said that many natural myths used some method to increase their combat power, and then their ambitions swelled, and they wanted to seize the territory of other races."
"The Crane Immortal said that this extra 'Qi' comes from the world outside Pangu Continent. We just need to find a way to block the connection with the outside world..." Duomu scratched his head and chuckled, "But where is this world outside the sky? I have been looking for a long time but still can't find it."
The third eye on his forehead had a bright gaze, and it was obvious that he possessed some innate ability.
…
If he were in normal circumstances, Lu Yuan would definitely find a way to proactively investigate.
But now he seemed to have been assimilated by the Immortal Giant Turtle. Although he still had the ability to think, he had lost his subjective initiative. He slept, ate, and beat the Immortal Giant Turtle in the circle every day.
The food in those days was extremely good, and there were extraordinary consumables every day. The affluent life made him so happy that he didn't want to leave.
…
There were more and more tragic scenes of human beings at the foot of the mountain. Clusters of scarlet clouds looked like crying faces. There were large-scale deaths and blood that polluted the mountains and lakes.
On Kunlun Mountain, however, it was as peaceful as ever.
Duomu is growing up slowly. He has become somewhat compassionate towards the world. Every time he comes back from the mountain, he is silent.
The power of one person is just a small duckweed in front of the whole world.
"There are natural myths in this world, like our masters, all of whom are natural myths, with long lifespans and precious bloodlines. If they create an item casually, it will at least be legendary. If they put in a little effort, it will be epic or immortal."
"But what about us ordinary people? We have to start from the inferior level. All the forging skills are actually for mediocre people like us."
"Master said that as long as we summarize these skills and accumulate them from generation to generation, one day there will be a craftsman who is more powerful than the natural myth!"
"People always want to take shortcuts. Who wouldn't want to become a legend through blood sacrifice?"
"As long as blood sacrifice can increase power, the wars of this era will not stop. I thought things were too simple."
…
On this day, Duomu said excitedly: "I am helping Master He upgrade the 'Billion Miles Mirror'. I recently did some research on my 'third eye' and invented a good thing called Kunlun Mirror. Master is very happy!"
“We can finally see things that were previously invisible…”
"I call it... dark matter! Dark matter is everywhere. We have always ignored it."
Lu Yuan continued to snatch food from the immortal giant turtle, and then made a sound of "Turtle! Turtle!"
He was amazed by the term "dark matter".
Duomu started talking to himself again: "What has Master Turtle been doing these days? He's still working on his Pangu Brain. That thing is really getting smarter and smarter..."
"Master Turtle said that we need to change its form and enhance its vitality. Only in this way can we surpass intelligent life and innate mythology."
"But I'm a little afraid of that thing. I always feel that it's smarter than me and will be replaced one day... Haha, I don't know what I'm afraid of. If one day, a more powerful species replaces us in the world... I don't think it's acceptable."
"Oh, by the way, Master Turtle's tribe came to look for him, and they want him to return home." Duomu became excited, gesturing wildly with his hands, "Turtle Mythology, what a big turtle!"
"Its skin is rough, like a piece of stone, its body is equivalent to half of Mount Kunlun, and its shell is covered with flowers and plants. It came from the north on the clouds."
"Many members of the Kame clan want Master Kame to return home."
"Master Turtle wants to develop his Pangu Brain and is unwilling to leave here... But they said a lot, it seems that they want to spread their bloodline and deeply bind with this world... They must have a deep meaning for doing this."
"Turtle! Turtle!" Lu Yuan shouted. He had an inexplicable fondness for the turtle civilization and felt that they were very kind.
The immortal giant turtle also stretched its neck: "Wahahaha!"
But the next moment, Duomu's face became sad again: "The Kame tribe is not strong in combat, but they are good at divination and escape techniques. They can turn danger into safety when they encounter danger. They are a race inherited from ancient times."
"Even they have begun to plan for the future. I feel that this disaster may not be so easy to overcome. It is more dangerous than I thought..."
From that day on, Multi-Purpose life became even busier.
Go out early and come back late every day to upgrade the "Billion Mile Mirror".
The extraordinary object that looked like a pot lid became increasingly larger and larger, occupying the best position on the top of the mountain, like a giant mirror pointing towards the sky.
But on a rainy day, Duomu came back all wet, forgetting even to change his clothes, and just sat in front of the window in a daze.
The immortal giant turtle began to bark again: "Waaaaaa!"
Duomu finally reacted and started feeding the two pets.
After swallowing a fruit, his whole body felt warm. Lu Yuan and the immortal giant turtle lay on the ground again.
Duomu began to mutter to the two pets again: "Today, Master He saw something extraordinary in the [Billion Mile Mirror]..."
"He kept vomiting blood, and then passed out... The scene was extremely horrifying. His veins were bulging, and it seemed like he was losing control of his mind."
"After I woke up, I lost a piece of my memory."
"Even he can't remember what he saw."
Lu Yuan raised his head, and for some reason, his head began to ache violently. The pain went deep into his bones, as if his soul was being torn apart.
Duomu: "The masters gathered in the main hall to discuss some issues. Their faces were very serious."
"We were all kicked out. We can no longer upgrade the [Billion Mile Telescope]... and we can no longer observe outer space."
“What about our future?”
"Is this plan going to fail?"
As Duomu finished his story, the pain came and went quickly. Lu Yuan seemed to have lost his memory and just ate his own fruit.
He suddenly felt that the atmosphere on the floating mountain had changed.
The several born myths of Mo Men are the top figures even in this age where myths are everywhere and immortals are worse than dogs. People come to them to ask for help every now and then.
The Mo Sect was so confident that they believed no difficulty could stump them. Even when they had to dismiss their disciples, they gave them gifts generous enough to allow them to live the rest of their lives in peace.
But gradually, they became less confident.
They became silent and worried.
The remaining disciples were equally silent.
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Time passes again...
The bloody killing in the outside world continued, and one day, the disaster spread to the floating mountain.
"There is a village on the mountain...all the people there have disappeared." Duomu has grown into an adult at this moment, but he still has a pure heart.
His face was slightly red, and he seemed a little angry: "Which blind fellow dared to come here to capture people for blood sacrifice!"
"Master asked me to take the [Immortal Execution Sword] and go investigate. If I encounter that villain, I will kill him with one sword!"
Lu Yuan then noticed that he had an ancient long sword on his waist, and a trace of murderous intent leaked out from the scabbard. The power of the earth-shaking power could tear the space apart! Born a myth, good at forging more myth equipment, from a certain perspective, Mo Men is indeed extremely wealthy.
"It is precisely because of this affluence that a large number of fire species have been preserved in this era... otherwise, they would have died in this lifetime." Lu Yuan thought to himself, "I must follow the procedures step by step to observe more information."
Before he had time to think too much, the hazy feeling surged up again, turning him into a pet similar to an immortal giant turtle.
"Wahaha!" Lu Yuan and the Immortal Giant Turtle shouted together.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you something to eat." Duomu couldn't help but smile, as kind as an old grandfather.
He was physically and mentally exhausted, and only when he was feeding his pets did he feel a little happy.
"I will be going down the mountain in a few days. The food is here. You can eat whatever you want. But don't fight with each other." He said to Lu Yuan, "Especially you, don't bully the poor little turtle. It has grown so little after so many years. Alas, you haven't grown up either. What kind of breed are you two? Why don't you grow?"
Lu Yuan kicked the immortal giant turtle upside down with one kick.
"Waaaaaa!" The immortal giant turtle suddenly became furious, and turned over with a "bang" using its head to hit the floor, and then the two sides wrestled passionately with each other.
"Ha, ha ha! The strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive." Duomu tried to laugh in the midst of adversity, and actually started to cry while laughing.
(End of this chapter)
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