"That direction is the origin of the heaven. What does he want to do by crossing the boundary in advance?"

The woman rested her chin on her hand, sitting on a bluestone, bored.

The name of Zhen Chi is still well-known.

Some people call him the number one person below the Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, this requires a prerequisite, which is to give him enough time to set up the formation.

Even with this premise, it is enough to show Zhen Chi's extraordinaryness.

The word "foolish" has already well pointed out his characteristics.

Endless study of the art of formations.

Such a person hardly ever enjoys anything. Not only is he extremely gifted in the art of formations, he can also focus all his mind on it, forgetting to eat and sleep, needless to say.

Others might set out earlier because they want to seize opportunities, but with the status and ability of Zhen Chi, ordinary opportunities are easily available. As for more precious things, Tianyan Sect cannot give them. What can Yuantian Realm have at this time? "There must be something wrong when things are abnormal."

There was a hint of curiosity in the woman's bright eyes.

Since she saw it, it must be fate.

It just so happens that today's daily calculation has not been used yet, so I will use it on the formation maniac! As the woman waved her hand, 108 rays of light appeared in front of her.

There were 108 things that looked like business cards. Each one was the size of a normal person's palm and rectangular. Thirty-six of them glowed like the blue sky, and the remaining seventy-two were khaki in color.

Looking at it, one can see bizarre scenes emerging on some of the famous calligraphy pieces, including mountains, rivers, sun, moon, plants, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and so on, but there are still large areas of the famous calligraphy pieces that are blank.

The woman clasped her hands together, and her originally bored face quickly became dignified. As the 108 business cards in front of her danced and rotated in front of her, the expression on the woman's face became more and more ethereal and quiet. The human emotions peeled off from her body at a very fast speed, and she looked like a statue of a god.

Among the 108 business cards flying in front of her, those with scenes on them emitted a dim light, which permeated the whole world.

The lights intertwined and spread, and finally condensed into one place, but it was hazy and invisible, just like a thick fog covering an area, full of shadows.

"Okay, you're still blocking the secrets?"

The woman opened her eyes and immediately broke the silence of the ancient god-like posture as she spoke, and her uninterrupted voice echoed in the air.

"If you don't block me, I'll just take a look. If you dare to block me, I'll have to take a look to see what's going on."

The corner of the woman's mouth raised a hint of dissatisfaction.

Why are these guys guarding against the Tianji Sect like they are guarding against thieves? Is the Tianji Sect's reputation outside so bad?

This is really outrageous! If she doesn't figure out what's going on today, she will be bringing shame to the Tianji Sect.

The woman stretched out her arms, showing her proud chest. Her face looked a little too young, like an ordinary girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. She closed her eyes.

A mysterious aura circulated around her body, and the world became quiet. Even the sounds of birds and beasts disappeared, and the sound of the wind also died down. Everything was silent.

After about a quarter of an hour, complex divine patterns began to circulate around her body and finally merged into the name card with the scenery floating in front of her.

"The art of heaven is in my hands!"

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, with a bright light in them.

Regardless of whether the 108 famous calligraphy pieces contained inherent scenery or not, they were all resonating with each other at this moment, and a "woooooo" sound was heard in the air.

An indescribable pressure suddenly came upon me!

It was as if a mountain was attacking, hitting her soul and flesh. Any defense was almost useless. The woman couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the 108 name cards that resonated with each other.

"Oh my god, I really got the secret of the universe."

The woman was shocked. Instead of wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she hurriedly looked at her palm.

Fortunately, it didn’t get any smaller. It’s just a minor injury. I’ve already gotten used to it and it’s not a big deal.

Then she couldn't help but look down at her broad chest, her brows slightly frowned.

Why is it that the place that should be small is not small, but the age looks younger and younger?

Heavenly Secret Technique, you have done a lot of harm to others! "Om~"

As she searched for herself, the 108 business cards gradually fell silent.

Twelve of the azure-colored name cards rose into the air, ten of which were blank inside, and the remaining two contained a vague figure hidden in the mist, and a seed of unknown origin.

"A shadowy figure. Hidden? Someone with profound cultivation? Someone from the secluded world? Something unpredictable? Something whose seeds have not yet grown? An opportunity that has just revealed its clues?"

The woman frowned and analyzed carefully.

Of course, it is difficult to analyze the reason.

The secrets of fate are hard to predict, and most of the time they are unclear.

Even when disclosures occur, they are rarely certain unless they are imminent and irreversible.

It is accurate, but it is useless.

Trying to measure something that you don't even know is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and it can backfire and cost you your life if you're not careful.

Fortunately, she had no personal desires when she calculated, she was just "seeking knowledge", and did not want to gain any benefits from it, or she had to find out what Zhen Chi wanted to do, otherwise the price would be extremely terrifying.

Maybe it would make her look like a twelve-year-old. She couldn't accept that, absolutely couldn't accept it.

Moreover, the direction she measured was simply a realm. If she really wanted to know something specific, even the God of Transformation could not withstand the backlash.

However, since the secret has been revealed, the celestial phenomenon has been leaked.

Blank things are also a kind of information.

"Ten blank Heavenly Talismans for Crossing the World, this is indeed a world where the Dao has reappeared. This is truly an extraordinary opportunity. If you stay here for a hundred years, you may not be able to come across one, and you may not even be able to get it."

The woman exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

I can’t stand it. I absolutely can’t stand it.

"Since the calculation is based on Zhen Chi, there must be at least one or two opportunities in Zhen Chi's body, right? Or maybe the place he is going to hide a crucial medium."

The woman raised her pretty eyebrows and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

"Zhen Chi, thank you, you are a good person."

Not long after, another space ripple spread out over billions of miles.

"Master replies, I will be here in about one or two years."

In the 153rd year of the Xia Dynasty, Liu Qingming informed Emperor Qizhi that his master Zhen Chi had already set off.

Cross-border communications are inherently slow.

Moreover, since it is related to the things left behind by the God of Transformation, it is not convenient for him to contact them openly through the sect's means. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether the person coming is a formation idiot or a large group of people.

Anyway, with him in charge of the Xia Dynasty, there won't be any major problems. It doesn't matter if the news comes slowly, as long as nothing unexpected happens.

"I wonder what preparations Xia Chao needs to make?"

Emperor Qizhi asked hurriedly.

He had no experience in how to arrange for such famous figures in the immortal world to come to the Xia Dynasty.

It would be troublesome if he turned out to be an old monster with a weird temper and a penchant for killing people.

But he had no room for refusal and could only try his best to do everything well.

"No need to make any preparations, I just need to inform Emperor Xia. Master is only interested in formations, and he disdains other things. Being able to study formations is the greatest enjoyment for Master."

Liu Qingming saw that Emperor Qizhi was uneasy and comforted him, "Master is a kind person. He is called 'idiot' only because he is obsessed with one thing. Don't disturb him easily."

"Sure, sure."

Emperor Qizhi nodded repeatedly.

For a person like that, it would be good enough if he didn't cause trouble for him. How could he possibly ask for trouble? As the saying goes, "Serving the king is like serving a tiger", he never thought that one day this would happen to him.

However, compared with the surrounding countries, the Xia Dynasty's current situation can be said to be extremely good.

At least in the Xia Dynasty, there were no immortal cultivators causing trouble.

Great prayer.

Everything became more desolate.

Since the dramatic changes in heaven and earth, Daqi is no different from falling apart.

There were countless uprisings in various places, and some even counterattacked the royal court. The country was doomed to fall.

But although the imperial court was destroyed, a new emperor did not appear.

Instead, they showed a situation of separatism, with the fighting never stopping, and no one was willing to recognize the other as the new emperor.

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Although the present-day Daqi still uses the name of Daqi, it is actually divided into pieces. The powerful people who occupy a place would rather use the name of a dead country than recognize the throne of others.

What remains for the time being is the name of Daqi and the devastated world.

"Last night, a colorful light bloomed from a long distance away. I think the spiritual plants have matured."

A resolute voice rang out in the wilderness. Mo Feng had matured a lot and no longer looked like a child.

Ever since the immortals came down to the mortal world, people's understanding of the immortal way is no longer as vague as before.

Although the immortals in the lower world did not make the world a better place, or to be more precise, they did not care about the world at all, objectively they did deepen many people's understanding of the immortal way.

Over the years, he has been a hero and has killed hundreds of people, and has also learned a lot of information from them.

"Good news. You are really blessed and talented in this area. Not only are you about to achieve great success in martial arts, but you are also about to reach the middle stage of Qi training in immortality, right?"

Wei Chuanming spoke nonchalantly, holding a piece of withered grass in his mouth.

More than ten years had passed since he left the Xia Dynasty. He seemed to be in much better spirits than when he had just left. He no longer had the hostility and resentment he had at the beginning. His gray beard curled as he spoke, and he looked like a naughty old boy.

"What's the use of this blessing?"

Mo Feng smiled bitterly.

In today's world, what can Mohists do?

Times have changed.

Even if Mozi were alive, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything at this time, right? Even if he was lucky enough to be promoted to a Grandmaster, even if he had the talent to practice, most of the time, he would feel helpless.

The harder I try to save the world, the more helpless I feel.

After working hard for so many years, he has saved many people and also killed many people. The number of people he has saved must be more than the number of people he has killed, but the world is becoming increasingly cold.

He doesn't have the talent of Mozi, but he is good at being chivalrous and righteous.

But Mo Feng still hasn't figured out how many more people he has to kill to stop all this?

Now that the immortal has appeared in the world, even if he becomes a master, can he really end the war? According to the bandits he killed, there are immortals standing behind those people. Some things are hard to understand.

As for other things, the more you think about them, the more turbid and dark they become, as if you are trapped in the deep ocean. The harder you struggle, the stronger the feeling of suffocation becomes. The darkness and pressure are all around you, and you can't see any light at all.

"here we go again."

Wei Chuanming spat and cursed, "You Mohists just like to dwell on trivial matters. What makes you think that Mohists must save the world? Huh? When did Mozi say that Mohists must be able to save the world?

Everyone says that Mohists are good, but in my opinion, you guys are the most arrogant and conceited people, much more arrogant than I was in the beginning.

Ordinary people can't even leave their names in history, but you are so good, what are you thinking about all day? Don't you know how much more difficult it is than leaving your name in history? You are extremely self-destructive and chivalrous, great! But what does this have to do with whether you can save the world? These are two completely different things! Only you Mohists dare to talk about such things and such thoughts every day. If it were someone else, they would have been laughed to death long ago."

Wei Chuanming felt helpless.

It seems that each of these Mohists has been poisoned by the term "Mohism".

If you cannot save the world, it would be like you have lived in vain. You must make the world go in the direction that you want, otherwise you will not be satisfied.

Damn it, he said that Mohism had such a good start, but how come it lost most of its position to Confucianism and Legalism in the Xia Dynasty.

Don't they deserve it? They didn't expect that after leaving the Xia Dynasty, the Mohists outside were still like this, and even showed signs of getting worse.

This group of idealists abandoned reality, demanded the utmost from themselves, and then applied Mohist principles to the world.

It's really outrageous! That's why everyone says Mohists are good, and then there are fewer and fewer Mohists.

In his opinion, the Mohists are not realistic enough.

Being too selfless is the greatest selfishness.

If you can't make up for it by looking at others, you can only blame yourself more.

After all this trouble, both the body and the mind are suffering.

Are you tired?

“That’s true, but now that I’ve embraced my ideal, I naturally want to do as much as I can.”

Brother Liu was trying to smooth things over.

"Come on, everyone wants to be the savior. Now that the gods have descended to earth, no immortal has emerged to save the world, but there are many people who are fanning the flames. The Mohists do things that the immortals don't do. What? Are you Mohists stronger than the immortals?"

Wei Chuanming glanced at the two of them as if they were fools.

However, the only response he got was silence.

Instead, he got himself into trouble.

However, Wei Chuanming has gotten used to it. If preaching was useful, these two people would have ceased to be Mohists long ago.

There was no conversation along the way, and they had already arrived at a village.

However, as soon as he approached, he smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.

When you walk in, you can see corpses piled up everywhere, with mummies that are no longer human shapes lying everywhere.

The blood flowed along the ground like a writhing poisonous snake.

In the very center surrounded by poisonous snakes, there was a spiritual plant with a strange flower in bloom, emitting a somewhat strange luster.

Before they could see clearly, three rays of light suddenly came from behind them, silently.

When the light was about to approach him, Mo Feng's heart was alarmed and he suddenly dodged.

The same is true for Wei Chuanming.

Only Brother Liu was unaware of it. A flash of light pierced through his heart and blood flowed like a column.

Those confused eyes lowered their head and looked at the hole in his chest.

Brother Liu opened his lips slightly and looked at Mo Feng, wanting to say something.

But before he could utter a word, the body fell straight down.

"Haha, someone actually came to my door."

It was not until this time that a sinister voice sounded from behind.

(End of this chapter)