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

The nameless man raised an eyebrow:

"But the corpses that spread prophetic dreams seem to be scattered in northern Shaanxi."

"I wonder what insightful opinions the newly ascended Supreme Being of the Nine Realms Sect has?"

"Are we supposed to send out disciples from each family to capture them one by one?"

Chen shook his head: "I wouldn't call it insightful."

"Although we do not know how they spread precognitive dreams."

"But now, seekers of the Dharma and ordinary people have gathered in Xi'an because of the Dharma Contest."

"Then the Nirvana Corpses that spread dreams will surely come here as well."

Chen stood up and glanced at everyone:

"Why don't each faction send out its elite disciples to follow the trail of that precognitive dream and bring him to justice?"

"And each of us will sit and preside over the magical contest."

"If any problems arise and we encounter powerful magical corpses or the like, we can simply exchange magical powers among ourselves."

Everyone stared at Chen in disbelief.

Has the current leader of the Nine Realms Sect changed his personality?

After careful consideration, everyone agreed.

After all, we can't just let that dream of all industries spread freely, can we?

After chatting for a while, the meeting was adjourned.

Chen opened his eyes in the secret chamber after returning to the Nine Realms Gate.

Based on the exchange just now.

He already had a clue as to who the undercover agent in the Nine Realms Gate was.

He hurried to the table, picked up a pen, and wrote a few sentences.

【The Great Lord of All Spirits】

I plan to frame Pan Nanjun's confidant as an undercover agent.

He will appear at the magical duel tournament.

[Information as follows]

Please cooperate.

After walking a few steps and passing through several corridors, I arrived at the door of a secret room.

He pushed open the door and went inside. The room was dimly lit, with an oil lamp lit in the corner. Pan Nanjun was sitting cross-legged on a futon, recovering from his injuries, his eyes closed behind a bronze mask.

"Pan Nanjun, I have something important to discuss with you."

Pan Nanjun, who was recovering from his injuries, opened his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing in his pupils:

"What happened, Chen?"

Chen frowned and sat down opposite him:

"I just finished a meeting with the most powerful person in the world and discovered some strange things."

Pan Nanjun narrowed his eyes: "What's strange?"

Chen lowered his voice: "It seems there is an undercover agent within our Nine Realms Gate."

Pan Nanjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

This was information he had just obtained from the Six Lives and Five Incarnations.

Chen also noticed?

He truly deserves to be called the initiator of the first war of cause and effect in history.

Indeed, very perceptive.

Pan Nanjun lowered his voice:

"Does Mr. Chen have any leads?"

Chen nodded: "This traitor is that temporary worker."

"Yellow millet!"

On the other side...

525 AD.

Back on the airship, Jiang Mingzi's mind was still preoccupied with the news he had just heard.

The resurrection of Chen.

The arrival of Wanye left the heterochromatic-eyed youth severely injured.

Jiang Mingzi frowned.

He remembered that the boy with heterochromatic eyes should be the Penglai boy who was with Gray.

Judging from the timeline, it seems to be a hundred years after the era of Grey Child?

What is the connection between the boy's serious injury and Wanye?

And what about the kids from that era?

As he pondered, an unfamiliar magical field spread out around his flying boat.

Jiang Mingzi suddenly looked up, his right hand already on the magic weapon at his waist.

Enemy attack?

No, this feeling...

Jiang Mingzi's eyes widened.

"Changshi Mingzi?"

Within the magical field, a primordial spirit appeared before Jiang Mingzi.

They have heterochromia and wear clothing from Penglai Island, which is printed with the logos of various factions.

Yuan Shen waved to Jiang Mingzi:

"Oh, Master."

Jiang Mingzi could hardly believe it: "You are...."

"Haishan?!"

Hai Shan nodded: "Yes, this is the first time we've officially met, isn't it, Ancestor?"

Jiang Mingzi was dumbfounded: "How are you able to use Chang Shimingzi?"

Hai Shan replied matter-of-factly, "Because I have a special connection with Sanzhen."

Jiang Mingzi: "Huh?"

Hai Shan waved his hand: "Time is limited."

"Enough with the nonsense, Ancestor."

"I came here today to ask for your help."

Jiang Mingzi raised an eyebrow: "You want my help?"

Hai Shan nodded:

"In 1906, the year you contacted Haoguang."

A battle of cause and effect is about to begin.

Hai Shan sighed: "I also have a battle of cause and effect to fight here."

"Because Wanye's lackeys can't beat me."

So they conspired to use some means to trip me up in 1906.

Hai Shan bowed slightly and cupped his hands in greeting: "I'm a little busy here."

"Please, Master, lend a hand to protect your grand-disciple and my younger brother Haoguang in 1906."

Jiang Mingzi raised an eyebrow: "They actually have such audacity?"

It's true that the law of causality will loosen before the battle of cause and effect.

However, the period following the war is when the law of causality is most severe.

Jiang Mingzi frowned:

"I myself deliberately avoid using Toki Akiko for a period of time after the war on causality."

"Aren't those guys afraid of being punished to death by the law of causality?"

Hai Shan sighed helplessly:

"Because of the latter half of the causal war of that year."

In the end, time became chaotic, and even my testimony was erased.

"The only one who witnessed the whole thing was probably the eldest brother, but his testimony doesn't count."

Hai Shan narrowed his eyes:

"So their biggest ambition might even be to rewrite the ending of that year."

Jiang Mingzi frowned deeply.

Even the testimonies of those who experienced it firsthand have been erased?

This description.

It seems that the power of causality has a lot of room for manipulation?

"To prevent those scoundrels from getting desperate and resorting to violence."

Hai Shan stretched out his hand, palm open: "Please take this for protection, Ancestor."