Wang Yu's opinion is very pertinent and worth adopting.
As for Yunlang... deleting the content full of body fluids, basically... there is no other content.
It’s not that I don’t want to hear opinions, it’s that I don’t have to listen at all.
After setting the charter, it was natural to make preparations and find a suitable world.
Now Feng Linwen is the brigade commander of the military department. He controls a base in charge of logistics. He can easily get all kinds of prohibited weapons.
As long as it is not used within the jurisdiction of the Galaxy Federation, basically no one will look at him and cause trouble for him.
Of course, Feng Linmo was still not qualified to use or control weapons that involved philosophy, dimensions, cause and effect, or even concepts.
This kind of weapon, even if used by the top brass in the military, requires authorization from many parties.
Just like in the ancestor star era, national leaders used big mushrooms.
After all, if that kind of weapon is used, it will cause some irreparable damage to the entire universe.
A large number of high-tech weapons were moved into Feng Linwen's Xiantao World for preservation.
All kinds of exquisite gadgets are also indispensable.
After all, if these gadgets are used properly and at the right time, their effect will be even greater than those of so-called violent output weapons.
After more than a month of screening, Feng Linwen finally found a suitable world.
It's a very vast world.
The world encompasses a huge star field, with special passages connecting different planets.
And on every planet, there are more or less seeds of cultivation.
Just like what Feng Linwen said before.
In this world... there are no immortals, no immortality.
Even in this world, eight-level experts have been born.
But he still couldn't open the closed heart, gained the recognition of countless people, and became a well-deserved unique immortal in the world.
Pushing open the fairy door, the first ray of fairy energy is born.
After getting online, Feng Linyi's friends, under his leadership, traveled through the void and fell into that world.
The rejection naturally generated by the world is offset by the shuttle device.
At the same time, everyone spontaneously replaces or creates an identity in this world.
This is also a way of hiding.
After all, if you are new here, you will be targeted easily if you are too conspicuous.
Feng Linyi used a source-level shuttle, so he could arrange his identity arbitrarily within a certain controllable range and get a quite satisfactory start.
Xiaokong Mountain, Xuankong Temple, the third disciple of Master Dabei, this is Feng Lin's new identity.
Although being a monk is very stressful.
But the Hanging Temple in Xiaokong Mountain is one of the three major righteous sects on a certain planet in the world where he is now.
Master Dabei is the abbot of Xuankong Temple.
Logically speaking, Feng Linwen cannot replace Master Dabei's status as the third disciple.
After all, such an identity is so dazzling that it will naturally attract some degree of divine attention.
And God’s will is man’s will.
Wherever people focus their attention, God's will will focus.
But coincidentally, the third disciple of Master Dabei was newly recruited.
At this time, Xuankong Temple has not announced the news to the world.
Moreover, this young monk, who has not yet been ordained, is still just an ordinary person.
Only then was he replaced by Feng Linyi easily.
As for the original little monk... maybe he was squeezed into a certain parallel time and space, maybe he disappeared directly, maybe his essence was integrated into Feng Linwen...
This kind of thing cannot be dwelled upon.
In the Galaxy Age, the journey of native species itself involves many secrets.
Even if Feng Linyi controls the source-level shuttle device, he only has a partial understanding of some of the core elements and cannot delve into it.
This feeling is like... just eating pork on a daily basis, but not thinking about how this pig was raised, how it was killed, whether it has parents and brothers...
According to Yun Lang's words: "Everyone has difficulties in life, and the most important thing is to be happy. Just like when I go to eat braised chicken, although I will ask some questions, I never delve into why they took this path. Because except for a few who are vain, most of the answers may be too cruel and they are not willing to really listen.”
Sitting in the Zen room, listening to the bells ringing outside the door.
Feng Linwen, who was about ten years old again, touched his long black hair, feeling a little melancholy.
Although this hair... is not his, but shaving his head will inevitably make him feel that he always has some unspeakable deal with the bald thief.
Otherwise, why would there be an intersection every time?
Boom, boom, boom!
The big Buddhist bell in the temple rang three times in succession.
This continuous ringing has lasted eighteen times.
When the abbot accepts a disciple, it will be a grand ceremony.
And this kind of ringing will continue.
It didn't end until ninety-nine and eighty-one times.
Crunch!
The door of the Zen room was pushed open.
A monk with a square face walked in.
His eyes looked a little gloomy, not like a monk at all.
With Feng Linyi's eyesight, he could tell that this monk still had murderous intent. Although the smell of blood was very light and well covered with the scent of sandalwood, it penetrated deep into the bone marrow... and could not be dissipated.
"Young Master! Are you really planning to join the Xuankong Temple?" the monk asked Feng Linwen.
Feng Linwen did not answer, but looked at the monk carefully.
"Although the hair does not look like it was newly shaved, there is still a trace of blood scab on the ring scar. It seems that he is a fake monk. A fake monk, with the smell of blood on his body, broke into my third life as the Great Compassionate Abbot of Xuankong Temple. What do you want to do in the disciple's meditation room?" Feng Linwen secretly guessed.
He hasn't had time to read the original owner's memory.
The source-level shuttle is far from being comparable to those incomplete versions, and is very considerate.
By replacing a being from another world, not only can you obtain its identity, but you can also master its complete memory.
This is used to help travelers play their roles well.
"Young Master! You are the son of the leader. Although our Tiansheng Sect has been destroyed by those righteous people who are full of hypocritical benevolence and righteousness, our doctrines are still there, our magic is still there, and the bloodline left by the old leader is still there. As long as you follow me Let's go back to the main altar and take out the Tiansheng Ten Dharma and the leader's ring. Then we can raise our arms and reorganize the Tiansheng Sect. By then, there will be both good and evil in the world. Who doesn't respect us? Why do you have to be that sad old bald donkey? A disciple of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, he will live a simple life from now on?" The fake monk continued to talk.
Feng Linwen, however, read the memories of his predecessor and gradually figured out the clues.
It turns out that he, the third disciple of Abbot Dabei, has another identity.
That was the illegitimate son of the former leader of the extinct demon sect... Tiansheng sect and an ordinary woman.
The Tiansheng Sect was wiped out by the Righteous Way, and the former leader and several of the leader's legitimate sons also died in the decisive battle.
Only the young master Feng Linyi transformed into was able to escape the disaster because he was an illegitimate child.
After his identity was exposed, he was taken back to the mountain gate by Xuankong Temple.
Master Dabei "sacrificed his life" to slay the demons, and wanted to accept him as his disciple and tell the world.
From Feng Lin's point of view, this was a painful blow to the hearts of the members of the Tiansheng Sect scattered all over the world.
"As for how embarrassing my so-called third disciple will be, it is not within the scope of the Great Compassionate Abbot's consideration. Haha... It's true that reciting sutras for a hundred years is not as good as killing pigs for half a year. Even if you know it's false, this hanging I’m afraid all the big and small monks in the temple are also very unhappy!”
