"The first generation reincarnation realm?" Wen Sengyu stared at the old man in front of him with wide eyes. "You mean..."
"Yes, you are the first wave of people to enter the realm of reincarnation." The old man said. "Oh, no, it's them to be precise."
The old man with a white beard deliberately excluded Wen Sengyu and the others.
"Old man, are you saying that the group of people just now visited the reincarnation domain for the first time since its emergence?" Wen Sengyu confirmed the news again.
The old man nodded in acquiescence.
"Then why are we here..." Wen Sengyu muttered quietly.
"I would like to ask you two, are you related to God?" The old man suddenly asked, catching Wen Sengyu off guard.
"Which gods do you mean by gods?" the writer asked.
"The God of the Universe and the God of Death." The old man said calmly. "Sorry, although it's a bit presumptuous, you two are definitely not ordinary people, otherwise you wouldn't know about the reincarnation territory."
According to Wen Sengyu's guess just now, the God of the Universe is the God of Time and the God of Space that they know, not to mention the God of Death.
He thought for a while and said: "We are indeed God's trusted followers. This time we come down to see the effects of the first generation reincarnation domain."
Wen Sengyu said it very naturally, and the literary man was stunned for a while while listening.
"As expected." The old man with the white beard said.
Wen Sengyu thought, did this old man believe it so quickly? It's a bit incredible.
Just when he relaxed his guard, the old man pulled a vine at his hand, and countless sharp knives flew from the hidden part of the alley.
Wen Sengyu subconsciously activated the time magic, and the sharp knife stopped when it was about to approach the two of them, all suspended in the air.
The literary hero reacted and angrily hung the old man upside down in the air.
"You damn old man! Still want to attack us?" Wen Hao roared.
"I know I'm wrong, I just want to test your identity." The white-bearded old man begged.
"Wenhao, put him down." Wen Sengyu said to Wenhao.
Wenhao could only follow Wen Sengyu's arrangement and let the old man go.
After putting the old man down, Wen Sengyu and the two walked to other places, away from the sharp knives.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Sengyu withdrew the time magic, and the sharp knives continued to move with inertia, but they were missed, and some of the sharp knives collided together, making a crisp metal collision sound.
The sound of the collision startled the old man. He immediately knelt on the ground and said to them: "You two are indeed sent down by God and control the power of the universe."
The old man kept kowtowing on the ground, as if he had seen a god.
"Stand up first. We still have many things we need to know from you." Wen Sengyu said and went over to help the old man up.
After Wen Sengyu helped the old man up, Wen Hao pulled him aside.
"Dad, what does the power of the universe mean, and what is the god of the universe that the old man just mentioned." The writer asked.
"The universe as spoken by the ancients is a combination of time and space. You can understand it as our time god and space god, but they seem to like to talk about these two gods together." Wen Sengyu explained.
"Then how did we end up in this first-generation reincarnation realm, and what's going on." The writer continued to ask.
"I'm not sure about this. Did I just use time magic to mess up time and space? That's why I asked the old man to help. He must know something." Wen Sengyu said.
The white-bearded old man saw them hiding aside and chatting. After a while, he came over and said, "I know the two gods may not believe in me, but I will do my best to help you complete your mission."
"Excuse me, old man, what's your last name?" Wen Sengyu said.
"Look at my brain, I even forgot to introduce myself. People in the village call me Zhang Xianren, and I am also the priest of this village." Zhang Xianren said.
"Zhang Xianren...do you have any magic?" the writer asked.
"I don't have magic, but the God of the Universe guided me here to help everyone out of trouble." Zhang Xianren said.
"Help everyone get out of trouble? Do you mean to help them get out of the realm of reincarnation?" Wen Sengyu asked.
"Exactly." Zhang Xianren replied. "To be precise, it is to guide everyone out of the realm of reincarnation. After all, whether you can get out depends on destiny."
Wen Sengyu looked at Zhang Xianren in front of him. He felt that this person was slightly different from the NPC he met in the reincarnation domain before. He seemed to have his own thoughts and was not a simple "program".
In order to further confirm his idea, Wen Sengyu continued to ask: "You just said that you were ordered by the God of the Universe, so what is the way you connect or communicate, or have they assigned any tasks to you."
"Of course, you are the ones I'm waiting for." Zhang Xianren said, stroking his beard. "There is a temple in our village. It is a forbidden area and outsiders must not enter. The temple was built by the God of the Universe and I was ordered to guard it."
"So you want to take us there?" Wen Sengyu asked.
"Exactly, the God of the Universe once told me that the first person to see through the true meaning of the reincarnation domain needs to be brought to the temple, and that person has his own way to enter the temple." Zhang Xianren said.
"So, ordinary people can't get in even if they want to?" the literary giant said from the side.
"That's right. Even I can only enter the temple on the 15th of every month to check." Zhang Xianren said.
"Then please take us there." Wen Sengyu said.
On the way there, Wen Sengyu took a look at the people who had just entered the village. They seemed to have not yet understood the true meaning of the reincarnation realm, and wondered whether they also entered here to save their loved ones.
"Zhang Xianren, I want to ask you a question." Wen Sengyu said to Zhang Xianren.
"You don't need to be so polite, just give me the order." Ever since Zhang Xianren knew Wen Sengyu and the others' "identity", he didn't dare to look at them.
"Do the people in the first-generation reincarnation domain have their own thoughts?" Wen Sengyu asked directly.
"Apart from me, they are just a bunch of puppets." Zhang Xianren sighed.
It seems that Wen Sengyu was right. Even in the first generation of reincarnation realm, they only followed the work of "guidance" and had no thoughts of their own.
Wen Sengyu and the others followed Zhang Xianren to a bamboo forest.
Surrounded by mist, it has a unique flavor and feels more like a paradise.
Soon, Wen Sengyu saw the temple that Zhang Xian mentioned.
The temple was very ordinary, no different from the ones he had seen before, except that there were two familiar marks engraved above the temple door. These two marks appeared on Wan Qian and Wen Hao's wrists respectively.
The temple door was closed tightly, and Wen Sengyu could feel the energy field surrounding the door. It seemed that someone had cast magic here.
As they approached, the mark on Wen Hao's wrist faintly emitted energy. Wen Sengyu noticed it before Wen Hao could feel it.
"Isn't this just an ordinary temple? What's special about it..." the writer said.
"Ordinary people cannot open this door. I can only enter on the 15th, and the way of entering is very special." Zhang Xianren said.
After listening to Zhang Xianren's words, the literary man stepped forward and pushed the door open. As expected, the door was closed tightly without any gaps.
"It's closed quite tightly, let me kick it open!" Wenhao said.
However, Wen Sengyu stopped him before he could take action.
"You kid, why don't you just take the trouble to teleport in directly?" Wen Sengyu said, knocking the writer's head.
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Wenhao said, taking Wen Sengyu's hand, and then asked Zhang Xianren beside him. "Old man, do you want to go in with us?"
Zhang Xianren shook his head and said, "I can only send you two here. I'll wait for you here."
After hearing this, Wen Hao directly activated space magic to bring Wen Sengyu in.
The world inside is unique. It doesn't seem like the inside of a building. The sky and grass are infinitely vast.
The writer was shocked by the scene in front of him.
"Dad...we are not in the wrong place, are we? This is inside the temple?" the writer said in disbelief.
Wen Sengyu carefully observed the surrounding layout, and then said with certainty: "It's inside the temple. Look, there are statues of gods over there."
Following the direction pointed by Wen Sengyu, Wen Hao saw four statues. The first two statues had lost their heads. Wen Hao could only see from their bodies that they were a man and a woman. Next to these two statues was a man in a white robe. The male god, directly behind the three gods, there is another god with a blurred face. The writer cannot tell whether he is a boy or a girl.
"The God of Time, the God of Space, the God of Death...who is the other one?" Wen Sengyu said looking at these statues.
"This guy in white robe is the God of Death? My eldest sister often mentions it to me, but I have never seen him." Wenhao said innocently.
"It's best that you never see him for the rest of your life." Wen Sengyu said.
But then he thought about it and felt something strange, so he continued: "You haven't seen the God of Death? Then how do you enter the realm of reincarnation every time?"
"It was transmitted directly. Big sister taught me how to do it. Although it is a bit complicated, the success rate is 100%~" Wenhao said proudly.
"It seems that your eldest sister is really not simple..." Wen Sengyu said.
Coming to the statue of the god, Wen Sengyu looked carefully at the statue with a vague face. Judging from the available information, Wen Sengyu didn't know what kind of god it was, but judging from the position of the statue, the status of this god should be higher than that of the statue. The remaining three are higher.
"What god has a higher status than the God of Death?" Wen Sengyu thought to himself and was puzzled.
"Dad, look what this is." Wenhao picked up something similar to a bamboo slip from an altar under the statue. The bamboo slip was very clean without any dust. See that Immortal Zhang cleans it carefully every month.
Wen Sengyu walked over and took a look. There were four big words on it, the Divine Alliance Contract.
"Divine Alliance Contract?" Wen Sengyu read out.
"What divine alliance contract? Why didn't I see anything?" Wenhao looked at the bamboo slips swinging from side to side.
"Can't you see the words on it?" Wen Sengyu said.
"I can't see it. Are there any words on it..." Wen Hao looked at the bamboo slips and became even more curious.
It seems that this bamboo slip is the same as the book Wan Qian gave him before, and only Wen Sengyu can see it.
