The top of Tianhen Mountain.
Inside the Galaxy Hall.
“You’re talking about the time when the Ghost Spirit Sect asked me to improve their sect’s secret book, the Taiping Ghost Control Sutra, right?
No, didn’t I refuse at that time? "
In the main hall, Mo Chengjun's surprised voice could be heard far away.
With no other choice, he rushed over without any delay after receiving the order. On the way, he was still thinking about what was going on that made him so anxious.
Unexpectedly, Tianhen Sword Master Hua Ye would bring up the old matter again.
The middle-aged handsome uncle did not show off his skills as a master, but said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you said you didn't have time and postponed it, but you didn't reject it outright.
Now, since you are not breaking through the golden elixir, and you have not launched any important projects for the time being, you have never thought of helping them?
Moreover, I remember that you seemed to be quite interested in ghosts and ghosts? "
Mo Chengjun tilted his head slightly, but the thoughts running through his mind were...
I'm interested, but at this point, you want me to run to the Ghost Spirit Sect?
Is my brain showing off?
It’s so dangerous outside, what should I do if I encounter bad people when I go out?
Well, even if I really want to go out, I can't bear Mo Chengjun's identity?
Thinking like this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle and said duplicitously: "Actually, I wasn't too interested, but when I met it, I thought it was quite interesting.
Now, after that stage, it doesn't matter anymore. "
As he said this, he was afraid that the handsome middle-aged man would try to persuade him again, so he replied decisively: "So, I definitely won't go!"
Take a look, this is what is called realness and no pretense. What is cowardly is that it is clear, thorough and clear!
The middle-aged handsome uncle was speechless, but he also knew what Mo Chengjun was really worried about, so he immediately said: "I didn't let you leave the sect. Since they want something, they can just come here. "
"Uh, is this okay?"
"certainly!"
"That's something you can consider." Mo Chengjun blinked and asked, "But aren't they afraid of revealing the Zhen Sect's secrets?"
"Haha, leaked? That has to be appreciated by our Galaxy Sword Sect."
Tianhen Sword Master Hua Ye dismissed it: "Their method has been improved by looking for people everywhere, so what's the point of leaking it?
Moreover, if they are afraid of leaking, they don't have to come, as if we are willing to help. "
This is true, and I really understand Party A's attitude...
But Mo Chengjun still didn't let go. Instead, he frowned and asked, "But the problem is, for things like scientific research, you can't just give me a book of secretly recorded exercises.
I need a large enough Tibetan Dharma building for me to search for information, I need to prepare various experimental materials, and I also need to find someone who is truly knowledgeable to help me clarify my doubts when I am often unclear about certain aspects.
Of course, if I go to the Ghost Spirit Sect, I will have everything and be there at my call.
But if we were in the Galaxy Sword Sect, we really wouldn’t have the conditions for this, right? "
This is really not Mo Chengjun's excuse, but the fact.
Not to mention other things, just "Mo's Three Laws of Sword Intent", how many sect disciples he mobilized, how much information he checked, and how much effort he spent on making statistics.
This was also in the Galaxy Sword Sect, where he was already well-known at that time, and the sect had hundreds of years of experience in swordsmanship.
Otherwise, why don't you try another sect and another identity?
If there were no statistics on tens of thousands of sword cultivating information, how could there be any summary and mathematical analysis later?
Without the massive collection of books in the sect and the countless experiences of our ancestors, how can we see reality through appearances?
Even Mo Chengjun is just a novice in the field of 'ghosts and ghosts'.
There is no massive amount of information for learning, there are not enough samples for experiments, and there is no sobering thinking from standing on the shoulders of giants. You throw a book of secrets to him and you want him to improve?
He is a master of law creation!
Not God!
Not even some leaders who solve problems through their heads.
However, facing the 'difficulty' that Mo Chengjun mentioned, the middle-aged handsome uncle's solution was simple and crude.
"There will be someone from the Ghost Spirit Sect to contact you."
"If you need people, you need people, you need money, you need materials, you need materials, you need books, you need books. Anyway, if you need anything for research, you just ask."
You have to admit, this solution is just four words - directly effective!
After saying that, Tianhen Sword Master Hua Ye also whispered: "Just don't save it for them. If you can bring some to the sect's secret treasury, I will give you some contribution points!"
Mo Chengjun: "..."
Hua Ye also explained: "The sect's continuous wars are actually quite stressful, so you're welcome!"
understood!
Really understand!
Mo Chengjun grinned and said, "I have one last question?"
The middle-aged handsome uncle glanced at Mo Chengjun and said quietly: "You want to create a method or something without guaranteeing the success rate?"
"..."
Being robbed of his lines, Mo Chengjun could only nod his head blankly:
"Well, I've emphasized this to the Ghost Spirit Sect eight hundred times, so you still need to talk about it."
Hua Ye stole the line and didn't forget to ask: "So, you agreed?"
What else could Mo Chengjun say, he could only say: "How about I try first?"
"Okay, that's enough!"
Skymark Sword Master Hua Ye clapped his hands and directly threw a sect task list to Mo Chengjun, which was obviously prepared long ago.
And what about Mo Chengjun?
On the surface, he half-assured, half-covered, half-hidden, and the boss looked unhappy, but in fact he was very excited in his heart.
After all, this is a field that he has wanted to get involved in for a long time. It was okay if he didn't have the conditions before. Now, various 'preferential policies' are almost slapped on his face, so naturally he can't be too pretentious.
Of course, Mo Chengjun finally came here, and Tianhen Sword Master still had time to 'chat' with him, so naturally he had some questions, and he had to ask them.
What big plans does the sect have?
Where exactly did the female sword master Shen Jinxiu and other elders go?
What do you want to do?
need some help?
This category cannot be mentioned at all. If you mention it, you are looking for trouble for yourself, causing trouble for the sect, and making the elder suspicious!
They are all taboos, and you can’t ask any of them.
But for topics that are very popular nowadays, especially the news that the sect actively releases to the outside world, about the 'Heavenly Court', it is natural to ask.
Moreover, he asked quite directly.
"Uncle Master, I was busy in seclusion and breaking through before, so I wasn't very well-informed. After this breakthrough, I started to hear more people talk about this 'Heavenly Court'.
I just don't know, what exactly is this 'Heaven'? "
The handsome middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you have any news about this heavenly matter?"
Mo Chengjun's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be stunned and said, "No? No, why do you think I have news from Heaven?"
"Oh, I'm overthinking it!"
The middle-aged handsome man lost interest for a moment, but he still explained: "When you joined the Tibetan Dharma Building, you were on the first floor. I thought you had seen the name 'Heavenly Court' by accident?"
Mo Chengjun couldn't laugh or cry: "Although I checked a lot of information there, my time was limited and tight. I never flipped through books aimlessly, but made targeted selections.
I will only take what I need and study it carefully. "
"That's right!"
The middle-aged handsome uncle nodded, approved the explanation, and asked: "The news from Heaven has basically been announced. Do you have any questions?"
Mo Chengjun: "I heard that Heaven has been confirmed. Was there really this so-called abode of gods a long time ago?"
"That's right, I found a lot of historical materials."
Mo Chengjun opened his eyes: "Is there really such historical data?"
"Looking at your expression, do you think you don't quite believe it?
In fact, I was skeptical before. The abode of gods, the origin of civilization, the beginning of immortality, hahaha, shouldn't he just let him talk about these? "
Come and try it quickly. 】
The middle-aged handsome uncle seemed to have expressed Mo Chengjun's doubts, but then said: "But later, when I really calmed down and searched, I found a lot of evidence in the pile of old papers."
Mo Chengjun still didn't seem to believe it: "Really?"
The handsome middle-aged man took out an item with his backhand and said, "This is probably the most favorable evidence. You can take a look, but be careful not to damage it."
A half piece of paper protected by two pieces of glass came to Mo Chengjun. He took it and looked at it with slightly squinted eyes.
After a moment, he was really stunned, and the turmoil in his heart was all reflected on his face...
This is Journey to the West!
This must be a fragment of Journey to the West, but the question is, is it too much to use such myths as historical materials?
No, that's not the biggest problem.
The biggest question is, which time traveler is so awesome that he actually brought over the original book of "Journey to the West"?
…
I don’t know how far away there is beyond Kyushu.
Unknown land.
This is a mountain that reaches straight into the sky. It is unknown how high it is, and the clouds only reach the mountainside.
Above, across the clouds, I did not feel the coldness that I expected when living at high altitudes. Instead, it seemed that we had entered a warm spring. The wind was gentle and the sun was bright, the grass and trees were evergreen, and from time to time there were fish and wild cranes flying freely, showing a unique atmosphere. A peaceful scene.
The mountain has been flattened by the clouds. There is a palace complex covering an extremely large area located here. The majestic atmosphere is not enough to describe it. It should be like a fairyland.
Fairies with fairy clothes and ribbons and fluttering skirts are busy among them. From time to time, they send out laughter like silver bells, which floats away in the wind, seeming to make the whole palace happy.
At the same time, in the most central and most majestic palace.
Tu Su knelt on the ground, even though he was a ghost, he kept his posture of prostrating himself on the ground.
If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his whole body is shaking slightly. It is not clear whether it is because of the cold at a high place or because he is frightened!
He reported on the process of his trip to Yunzhou. Well, he died before arriving in Yunzhou, but he really spoke in great detail about Heaven.
Not only what he saw, but also what he heard, including what he guessed, were all in line with his expectations. He did not dare to conceal anything, or even exaggerate in the slightest.
And when he finished speaking, he couldn't hear any response. There was neither anger nor questioning from above, but there was just silence.
But even so, he didn't dare to raise his head and look up. He just knelt down below, his thoughts flying around, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
After a long time.
"Heaven? Are you really talking about heaven?" A majestic and loud voice came from above, seeming to be asking, but also a little confused:
"Yes!" Tu Su replied without any delay:
But the voice seemed very dissatisfied and shouted directly: "Raise your head and look at me!"
brush!
Tu Su straightened up almost instinctively, and finally saw the person above the main hall.
That one was wearing a Gong suit with nine golden dragons dancing wildly on it, and around his waist was a belt made of top-quality spiritual stones. Although he also looked human and had a rather young face, he had two winding horns on his head.
The most irresistible thing is his temperament. He is standing there, as if he is the center of the world, the focus of everything, like the sun at noon, which you cannot ignore or look directly at.
At this time, he just leaned forward slightly, with such a casual movement, it was as if the entire space was pressing on Tu Su's body.
So much so that his Yinhun body was showing signs of collapse, but he still stood up straight, not daring to move at all.
The submissive man asked again: "Did you just say heaven?"
Tu Su felt that his eyes were burning, but he still did not dare to move at all. He almost said in the most determined tone: "Yes, it is Heaven!"
The subdued man finally withdrew his forward leaning body again. With just this movement, Tu Su had already collapsed on the ground.
But this one ignored him and instead leaned on the dragon chair behind him, with his head raised and his vision fixed on the dome of the palace, his eyes slightly blurred.
A picture popped into his mind.
It seemed that a long time ago, there was someone who told him the story of heaven.
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