Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Something happened again?
Han Yu rarely saw Mo Xiuwen like this, so he hurriedly followed him and asked.

"What happened?"

Mo Xiuwen said hastily without even turning his head, "Coconut ran away!"

In the room belonging to Coconut, except for the person wandering around with a panicked look on his face, the whole place was empty.

When the two of them hurried over, Youli had a sad face and spoke with a choked voice.

"I really didn't mean it..."

"She said she wanted to take a nap, and I watched her fall asleep before I left. But when I turned around..."

As soon as she turned around, the person disappeared. Not only that, she searched all the places nearby and even asked Mo Xiuwen to call a group of people to help her look for him.

As a result, the coconut disappeared as if it had evaporated from the face of the earth!
He probably really ran away from the sea secretly.

Han Yu sighed deeply, then slowly shook his head, "It's not your fault. If she wants to leave, she must be trapped."

"Where could she go?"

Mo Xiuwen's face was gloomy. The cultivators outside were either from the Tiandao Sect or the Yama Palace. With Ye Zi's cultivation level just reaching the realm of glimpsing the gods, he wouldn't be able to run away if he met them.

Han Yu shook his head. It was difficult to chase her because he didn't know where she was running.

Mo Xiuwen suddenly remembered, and hurriedly took out the Ziqiang Sect token and spoke hurriedly.

"And this, I can use this to determine her position..."

He couldn't finish his words because he couldn't continue speaking, because Youli picked up a token in his hand with sorrow and choked with sobs.

"She left it behind."

So, she had no intention of letting anyone find her.

Mo Xiuwen's face became even uglier, and he continued to curse, "This idiot, how could he leave the token behind? How can he ask for help if he encounters danger?"

"I'll ask Quan Xiaotong to help me think of a solution."

Han Yu said this with a sullen face, and left quickly.

Quan Xiaotong looked at Han Yu who had hurried back and was about to ask something, but Han Yu had already finished telling him what happened and then asked him for help.

"Can you help me find her?"

Yixian has already gotten into trouble, and if something happens to Yezi again, it would be really unfair to Yixian's pleading before he left.

Anyway, he felt very bad.

Quan Xiaotong pondered for a while and then sighed inexplicably.

If it were in Zhongzhou under normal circumstances, the Inspection Office would be spread all over the place, and it would be easy to find someone to come out.

"You know the current situation in Zhongzhou. The Supervisory Department is gone."

If you want to find her, you can only keep searching for her among the vast sea of ​​people.

He could do anything for Han Yu, but he would disregard the lives of a large group of monks for Coconut...

"I owe you a favor."

Han Yu knew what Quan Xiaotong was thinking, so he could only speak again with a sullen face.

Quan Xiaotong remained silent again, and after a long time he looked at Han Yu and slowly spoke.

"One team. I can only send one team of monks to look for it."

No matter how many more words there were, he couldn't do it. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the sects below would absolutely not want their disciples to die in such a thing.

Zhongzhou is currently struggling to take care of itself, so how could it possibly go to such lengths for a small cultivator?

The fact that we were able to send out a team of monks was already because of Han Yu.

Han Yu didn't want to make things difficult for the other party, so he sighed and walked out slowly with a dull look.

"How about it?"

When Mo Xiuwen and You Li chased to the door, they saw Han Yu walking out with an expressionless face, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Han Yu shook his head and said with a wry smile, "We can only send a team of monks to look for it."

They both fell silent and sighed.

If there is only one group of monks, how can we find them if we don’t even know which direction they are going?

There is probably little hope.

Moreover, she had been gone for such a long time, and with her cultivation level at the level of Peeping God, she would have disappeared without a trace.

...artificial Dharma image?
When Mu Zili heard this from the Taoist priest, he was obviously stunned.

He understands the Dharma images, but man-made Dharma images?
is it possible?

You know, the Dharmakaya is something that can only be cultivated by a cultivator himself. He had seen what Yixian looked like in the past.

No matter how hard a young cultivator who has barely stepped into the realm of peeping into the spirit tries to hide himself, the aura on his body will not deceive people.

How can such a small monk possess the Dharma image?
"Of course it's not possible under normal circumstances."

The old Taoist shook his head. Just as Mu Zili thought, the Dharmakaya was something cultivated by cultivators of their level. There was no way it could be mastered by a little cultivator in the Spirit-Glimpse Realm.

After a pause in his tone, he changed the subject.

"But what if it was injected into the body?"

The old Taoist's words shocked Mu Zili! The Dharma image entered the body?

Can this be done?
"We can't."

The old Taoist glanced at the palaces and sneered, "But they can."

"How on earth did you do that?"

Mu Zilii's expression was extremely shocked.

This is even more bizarre than the man-made magical powers in the Yama Palace. Man-made magical powers do have a source after all, but how can such an illusory thing as man-made Dharma be created?

“So we have to ask them?”

The old Taoist shook his head. He knew about the man-made Dharma images because he was old enough, but he didn't know the details.

He couldn't even figure out why the man-made Dharma images were placed in Central Continent.

"That's right if you don't understand."

Di Liuxin spoke lightly, because Chang Geng was also puzzled as to why this hidden chess piece was placed in Zhongzhou.

However, Di Liuxin did not seem to be in the mood to answer his questions. Instead, he kept looking at the golden cicada from top to bottom as if he was appreciating a work of art.

"You guys go down first!"

Emperor Liuxin's expression changed, and he dismissed Chang Geng and the others.

After only Jin Chan was left, he slowly spoke.

"How does it feel?"

Jin Chan looked up at him with a strange look, as if he was thinking about the other person's question.

Di Liuxin asked again with great patience, "How does it feel to be a human being?"

Jin Chan thought expressionlessly, then spoke hesitantly.

"Can't tell."

He really couldn't explain it. His memory was blank. The only thing he knew was that the person in front of him was the one who created him.

He had no idea when he became conscious, he only knew that he had been parasitic in one body after another.

"Why can't I have their memories?"

Jin Chan suddenly felt a sense of doubt, it was an indescribable feeling, anger or dissatisfaction.

Di Liuxin, who had originally had a calm expression, suddenly became gloomy. The entire hall was filled with thunder, as if it was about to collapse.

This scene lasted for a long time before it slowly calmed down.

Di Liuxin finally calmed down his inner unhappiness and spoke patiently.

"You can only grow stronger by relying on the nourishment of the world of Central Continent. Those bodies are just tools for you to inhabit. Their lives are boring and dull. Keeping them will only affect you."

Therefore, he would come to Central Continent every few hundred years to find a new body for the Dharmadhatu.

This is not an easy task. Not only must the body be that of a monk, but it also needs to be in harmony with the Dharma, so that it can be perfectly hidden.

During these thousands of years, some monks lived for hundreds of years, while some died in less than a hundred years. Taking all these into account, if everyone retained their memories, I am afraid that the first thing Jin Chan would do when he woke up would be that his consciousness would be destroyed by the memories.

This is like a beautiful work of art, how can it be destroyed?

Even if it is to be destroyed, it must be done after it has fulfilled its value.

The man-made magical powers of the Yama Palace are ultimately inferior, and the man-made Dharma images of the Tiandao Sect can be regarded as truly created out of thin air.

Just imagine, how wonderful it would be to turn a Dharma image that should have been a dead object into a "person" with self-awareness! (End of this chapter)