The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

After killing the Nirvana Corpse, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

The villa of the Thousand Machines Pavilion is not large, but it has enough rooms.

After Jin Miao assigned them their lodgings, they all dispersed.

Gao Haoguang had just lain down when the events of the previous day were still swirling in his mind.

Haishan is over.

Every time they unleashed their supernatural powers together, he and Haishan felt a strange connection.

It was as if someone handed him a rope in the dark, he grabbed it, and was pulled forward.

In the long river of cause and effect, it's quite nice to have someone to support you.

As he was thinking, the Three True Moon Token at his waist suddenly lit up.

Gao Haoguang sat up abruptly, hurriedly threw off the covers, and held the Tongyue Order in his hands.

The light condensed in the air, slowly outlining the figure of a boy.

Grayish-black hair, a youthful face.

The two people, separated by a century, looked into each other's eyes.

Duan Xinglian recognized him first.

That face, that gray, spiky hair, that blank expression—

It looks exactly like the portrait of Master Haoguang in the diary, even the curve of his hair sticking up matches.

"Master Haoguang?"

"Who are you?"

Gao Haoguang was stunned for a moment, "The next generation successor of the Same Month Order?"

"Yes, junior Duan Xinglian greets Ancestor Haoguang."

Gao Haoguang looked at Duan Xinglian with great curiosity.

Wang Baxianjun recently said he was busy.

Unexpectedly, this time they actually made contact with the next generation of successors?

Recalling the first time I triggered a crisis related to the same month's influence,

Gao Haoguang hurriedly asked:

"Have you run into some kind of trouble?"

Duan Xinglian was stunned for a moment.

Then, he nodded emphatically.

"I accidentally short-circuited Mr. Hai's computer while practicing the Tongtian Lu."

This led to his loss in the qualifying round.

"He told me that if I couldn't learn the Tongtian Lu within three days..."

You're going to feed me the potatoes you grew.

Duan Xinglian sighed deeply:

"This is the third day now."

Gao Haoguang: ? ? ?

The room fell silent for a moment.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Gao Haoguang's face, which was filled with question marks.

"Why is the punishment eating the potatoes I grew?"

"What happened to the potatoes I planted?"

Duan Xinglian remained silent.

He was trying to figure out exactly what was wrong with the master's potatoes.

That's the Demon Potato that even Senior Haishan gets chased and beaten up!

"Master, why don't you ask something else?"

Although Gao Haoguang found it strange, he still asked:

Who is Mr. Hai?

"It's Hai Shan, senior."

Duan Xinglian said it as a matter of course.

Gao Haoguang understood.

It seems that Haishan will be the one to look after the younger generation in the future.

Looking at Gao Haoguang, Duan Xinglian suddenly remembered something:

"Master, the Tongtian Talisman was modeled after your talent."

"Could you teach me?"

Once you've learned it, wouldn't you no longer need to eat the ancestor's potatoes?

Gao Haoguang looked completely bewildered:

"What is the Tongtianlu (通天箓)?"

Duan Xinglian opened his mouth, about to explain.

A deadly crisis suddenly loomed over them.

He could only raise his hand, point to the sky with a wry smile.

Gao Haoguang looked up at the roof beam, then at Duan Xinglian's expression, and suddenly realized:

"Punishment under the law of causality?"

Duan Xinglian nodded, a wry smile on his face.

"It seems the heavens are against me."

"There's no need to teach me anymore, Master."

Duan Xinglian sighed, his young face filled with sorrow.

"I believe my senior sister will avenge me."

Gao Haoguang: ? ? ?

Is it really that scary to eat the potatoes I grow?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort his future grand-disciple, but he didn't know what to say.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject:

What was your era like?

Let's chat for a bit.

Looking at Duan Xinglian, Gao Haoguang felt a sense of wonder.

He was even able to chat with his junior before bed; this month was much more interesting than he had imagined.

I wonder what Wang Baxianjun is doing now.

He's probably going to get struck by lightning in some desolate wilderness again.

I hope he gets hit by a few more blows.

Duan Xinglian nodded:

"The era I live in is probably a hundred years after the patriarchs."

Fanren Technology achieves new breakthroughs every year, such as in mobile phones and high-speed rail networks.

He paused, his tone becoming serious:

"However, the world of those seeking the Dharma has also changed a lot."

I only found out yesterday that to become a great supernatural being, you now need to have published academic papers?

Gao Haoguang was taken aback.

"As Senior Haishan said, only those with academic papers are truly great supernatural beings."

Those who lack it are nothing but parasites who only know how to use force.

Gao Haoguang was stunned.

He never expected that Haishan, who seemed a bit dull, would say such a thing.

Just as he was about to ask something else, Duan Xinglian's expression suddenly changed.

"Ah, the power of the Moon Order is about to run out."

Duan Xinglian exclaimed in surprise, his voice becoming rapid.

"Master, pay attention."

Bamboo slips.

machine."

Before the words were finished, the light vanished.

Duan Xinglian's figure shattered like a bubble and disappeared into the air.

Gao Haoguang held the token, frowning.

Bamboo slips? Machine?

What does that mean?

The other end of the future.

"I wonder if the Patriarch understands my meaning?"

Duan Xinglian looked at the dimmed Tongyue Token in his hand, his gaze obscure.

"It's just a pity that the patriarch couldn't teach me the Tongtian Lu."

The voice just fell.

But then, a small green ball of light emerged from the same month's command.

It spun for a moment, then slowly moved toward Duan Xinglian's brow.

Duan Xinglian was speechless.

He instinctively tried to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the small green ball approached his brow.

He could only hear Little Green Ball's voice when he got closer.

It seems to be,

sigh?

"Fortunately, the fool Haishan is no longer in Penglai."

Otherwise, helping you out would be harder than climbing to heaven.

Before he finished speaking, the little green ball extended its tentacles and gently placed them on Duan Xinglian's brow.

A warm, spring-like sensation flowed from between my eyebrows, along my meridians, to my limbs and bones.

Duan Xinglian's eyes widened, his mind filled with questions about the Tongtian Talisman.

Those spatial structures he could never understand, those topological deadlocks.

At that moment, it was as if a key had unlocked all the locks.

He got it.

It's not that I've learned it, it's that I understand it.

Feeling the gifts in my mind,

Looking at the small green ball in front of him, Duan Xinglian's breathing became rapid.

The fact that this little green ball could so easily make me understand the Heavenly Talisman, could it be...?

Before he could even speak, the little green ball had already retracted its tentacles and floated back into the Moon Order.

The light faded.

The room returned to quiet.

After a long while, all that could be left was a long sigh from Duan Xinglian:

"Master... truly awesome."

At the same time.

In the Thousand Machines Pavilion, in another room.

Xia Chuan looked at the bamboo slips on the bed, quite puzzled.

"When did this thing arrive?"

He picked up the bamboo slips and subconsciously began to read them aloud.

"Nine Realms Gate Diary?"

Xia Chuan was quite curious:

"It's probably something like the Thousand Machines Pavilion's records of the Nine Realms Gate."

He muttered to himself, untied the rope, and slowly unfolded the bamboo slips.

The tiny characters are engraved on the bamboo strips, and in some places the ink has faded, so you have to get close to see them clearly.

Xia Chuan's gaze fell on the first line of text.

Those words weren't carved, they were written.

The ink is very fresh, as if it was written just a few days ago.

【The Great Lord of All Spirits】

Xia Chuan frowned slightly.

I have infiltrated the Nine Realms Gate and gained their trust.

This is the list of the corpses of the Central Divine Power. Please take a look.

Xia Chuan paused slightly in the hand holding the bamboo slip.

His gaze moved from the first line to the second line, and then to the third line.

The bamboo slips were densely covered with names, each followed by an indication of its supernatural power, cultivation level, and destination.

The handwriting is neat and the information is detailed; it doesn't seem to be a forgery.

Xia Chuan:? ? ?

Look at that "Lord of All Spirits" at the beginning.

Xia Chuan felt as if an enormous pie had been dumped on his head:

"These things, could they be real?"