You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 348 Already on the Road to the Past
"Master, where is your past incarnation going now?"

A group of people followed "Zuo Chen". Ever since burying Li Hongyi, "Zuo Chen" seemed to have a goal. He walked as fast as the wind. After asking some passers-by for his location, he directly boarded the airship and flew away on the clouds.

Zuo Chen waved his sleeves, stepped on the clouds and mist, and boarded the airship with Caiyi and the master.

He also looked at himself leaning against the railing, gazing into the distance, and thought for two seconds:

"According to my personality, I still have to find ways to wipe out the evil ways outside the mountain. However, my strength at this stage is probably not enough, so I will probably go find some reinforcements."

Just as Zuo Chen had guessed, a new obsession emerged in his mind:

Completely quell the hidden chaos and make sure that those evil people have no place to survive in this world.

It's not because he has a deep sense of justice in his heart, it's just that he is simply unhappy.

He was unhappy to see Li Hongyi die in front of him; he was unhappy to see the people outside the mountains living in misery; he was unhappy to see the evil demons acting recklessly and slaughtering loyal people.

He had just washed the dust off his heart of Taoism, and now so many unhappinesses have accumulated in his heart, which will eventually turn into dust again, which will be very detrimental to his path of seeking Taoism!
Then find a way to kill all those villains.

In this way, the heart of Tao will be free of dust and will be happy.

But "Zuo Chen" also knew that this matter was by no means that simple.

The evil is deeply rooted and complicated, and there are all kinds of demon tribes supporting it, which makes the buffer tunnels between the three forces extremely chaotic, full of evil, and the people are living in misery.

Apart from the 100,000 mountains that are visible on the surface, I'm afraid some of the righteous paths also have their own black gloves hidden in the mountains.

If "Zuo Chen" really goes to the other side of the mountain alone to take action, it will probably not take long before Da Xifang and An Ningshen will send people to "comfort" him.

He did not intend to take on the entire cultivation world alone.

Therefore,
He planned to find some help in the world of cultivation.

"Zuo Chen" passed through many small villages and towns, and finally came to the heart of An Ning, and found a big city managed by the top sect Yunzhong Pavilion.

It happened to be the sect's examination, and young talents under the age of fifty could come here to try their skills. If they were good enough, they could join the Yunzhong Pavilion and become disciples.

When Caiyi saw this age standard, cold sweat broke out on her forehead again:
"Fifty years old? Young talent? Wasn't this world filled with cultivators? Fifty years old can be considered young."

Upon hearing this, the Bodhisattva smiled and said:
"Not really. It's just that the Yunzhong Pavilion is directly under the Taoist sect, so the requirements are naturally more stringent. If you don't have any cultivation at all, it's impossible to pass the entrance test. The path of cultivation requires a long time of accumulation, and fifty years old is just the right threshold."

Caiyi nodded in understanding.

The Master's words helped her uncover a corner of the mystery of the ancient world of cultivation.

"Zuo Chen" came to the enrollment site. Now his Taoism has far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators, and the trial of Yunzhong Pavilion does not pose any difficulty to him at all.

He quickly demonstrated his powerful strength and instantly crushed the so-called chosen ones of the same age. Countless people entered the second level after suffering serious psychological trauma.

However, this second examination was not taken together with the majority of students.

"Zuo Chen" was taken alone to the hall prepared by Yunzhong Pavilion.

Pushing the door open, I saw an old man with a smile on his face sitting in the hall.

He held the teacup and sipped it carefully, looking like a hermit.

When he saw "Zuo Chen" coming in, the old man had a smile on his face.

"Young man, I came here today on a whim to look for a suitable talent. I didn't expect to meet a genius like you. Are you interested..."

He had just said half of his words when his eyes jumped upwards and fell on Zuo Chen and the other two people standing behind "Zuo Chen".

The old man's words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a word.

Zuo Chen couldn't help but frown when he saw this situation.

This is the second person in this history who can see himself.

He could feel that the old man in front of him was practicing the magical power of time. Although his skills were not that profound, everyone had their own expertise. Even if the other party had not reached the level of great magical powers, it would be easier for him to detect them than those with great magical powers.

Seeing the other party's eyes getting bigger and bigger, Zuo Chen simply waved his hand, and the other party smiled awkwardly and cleared his throat:

"Hey, young man, your ability is far superior to that of your peers. Being a disciple of Yunzhong Pavilion is not good, how about being a guest official?"

"Zuo Chen" had no idea why the other party's attitude suddenly changed so much, but he didn't care too much. He just nodded and agreed.

The old man let "Zuo Chen" go down to rest temporarily, then immediately pulled the curtain, took out the talisman, and sealed the tent with a crackling sound.

After doing all this, the old man swallowed and looked at Zuo Chen and the others with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Bow:

"Fellow Daoists? Are you the...elder of that young hero?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, as if what he saw was not real. Zuo Chen hesitated for two seconds and began to think about what to do about this matter.

In principle, Zuo Chen will never interfere in any events because he wants to see the most authentic history.

But now that it has been discovered, history may have become a little distorted.

The Master seemed to see through Zuo Chen's thoughts and said with a smile:

"You don't have to worry, my friend. This old man has sealed off the time in the tent. Time no longer flows around it. It is a special meeting space. And if it doesn't work, we can just turn back two pages and read it again."

Zuo Chen nodded, feeling that the magic of time was very convenient, and he could even turn back the pages.

So Zuo Chen removed the sealing technique, and the old man's eyes instantly widened.

He first cast his eyes on the Master and muttered:

"The Bodhisattva of the West... No, no, it's not the Bodhisattva of the present, nor the Bodhisattva of the future. Weird... weird!"

Then he looked at Caiyi.

Skip it. Caiyi: “?”

I don’t know why, but Caiyi always feels offended.

The old man finally looked at Zuo Chen.

Both legs began to tremble at once:

"The leader of all the ways... the posture of a sage from the source of chaos!"

Swallowing his saliva, the old man showed a stiff smile:

"The young man just now had a very similar aura to yours, but was it your past life?"

“I guess so.” Zuo Chen had not yet fully realized his past life, so he could only speak vaguely: “I just came to see this history, and I hope fellow Taoists will not interfere.”

"That's easy." The old man withdrew his hand slightly, and a shadow that looked exactly like him immediately appeared beside him.

The phantom scratched his head in confusion, feeling as if he had forgotten something important.

He quickly gave up thinking about it, leaned back in the rocking chair, crossed his legs and took out a booklet from his arms.

The cover reads "Hehuan Tianxuan Baihua Sect".

The old man's expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed:
“This is the incarnation of my cultivation. He cannot see the long river of time, nor does he have the corresponding memory. He will not interfere with your attainment of the eternal path.

"As for this booklet... Every incarnation has his own little hobbies. I don't like reading it. I don't like reading it."

The corners of Zuo Chen's mouth twitched several times, and he finally said in a slightly stiff voice:

"I haven't asked for your name yet."

"I am Cheng Fengyun, the elder of Yunzhong Pavilion, and I specialize in the law of time. It is a blessing for me to meet you, fellow Taoist."

Cheng Fengyun introduced himself and asked:

"Are you fellow Taoists coming from the future?"

"Yes."

"That's great." Cheng Fengyun showed a happy expression on his face: "I have practiced for most of my life and have barely mastered the means of observing the past, but when I practiced to observe the future, I found that the future seemed to be directly separated by something. I tried my best but couldn't cross the invisible limit of vision. I was stuck in front of this problem for a long time.

"Today I met several people from the future. Could you please help me understand what major events will happen in the future? Why can't I see the future?"

Zuo Chen reacted after hearing this:

I'm afraid it's because the sea of ​​suffering is swallowing the world.

The surging waves not only destroyed most of the cultivation world, but also caused many people's time to be forever stuck in the day when the sea of ​​suffering was destroyed.

It seems that this fellow Taoist has fallen into the sea of ​​suffering.

Zuo Chen seemed slightly hesitant.

Cheng Fengyun noticed that Zuo Chen was behaving strangely, so he asked:

"But what big thing happened in the future?"

"Of course."

"Then I won't ask any more questions." Cheng Fengyun shook his head: "Such a big thing, I can't see through it. For me, it is a great disaster, and I have to get through it myself."

"Your words make sense, fellow Daoist." Zuo Chen nodded.

He also hesitated for a few breaths and asked:

"Does Daoist Cheng Fengyun know the Three Corpses Magical Technique?"

“I’ve only learned the basics.”

"To be honest, I am currently trying to find the wonders of the Three Corpses Dharma, but I still don't know how to prove my past and future bodies. Could you give me some pointers?"

Cheng Fengyun: “Ah?”

The old Taoist's eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was saying, "I'm giving guidance to someone with great supernatural powers."

He hesitated for a long time before speaking cautiously:
"Aren't you verifying your past life now?"

When Zuo Chen heard this, the veil that was originally hazy in his heart was slowly torn apart.

Once it is proven, it will last forever. The past is all mine.

What accompanies you on the road is your past body.

It turned out to be the case.

The Qi in his body circulated, and "Zuo Chen", who had left the tent not far away, seemed to feel something. He tilted his head slightly, looking a little confused.

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist." Zuo Chen sincerely thanked Cheng Fengyun.

Cheng Fengyun was confused, but still smiled and nodded.

"Then fellow Taoist, do you know how to attain your future body?" Zuo Chen asked again.

"You are putting me in a difficult position." Cheng Fengyun sighed, "I only know that observing the future is a means, but I cannot see the end of the future, so how can I prove my future body? If you want to ask about this, you have to go to the Taoist master."

"Could you recommend me?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Fengyun showed a helpless expression on his face:

"The Taoist has long left the thatched cottage where he was in seclusion. No one knows where he has gone."

(End of this chapter)