"For example, if you line up the dates on the table in a straight line and shake the table hard, the dates will roll around and thus cannot form a straight line."
"Similarly, when the space fluctuates, the countless flesh and blood that originally constitute your body will be forced to leave its original position, thus causing your body to directly crack and destroy and die - there is no spell, nor any trace of formation activation,
This is a typical feature of space oscillation.”
"Well." Mingzhi sneered in his heart, "So space shock is not only a by-product of moving caves, but also becomes a weapon that the other party can master... By the way, is there any defense method for space shock?"
"Don't be hit." Kunlun Jing replied, "Space shock has great destructive power to any body, but it will cause little harm to those without a fixed form, such as the soul..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped strangely.
Mingzhi didn't say anything anymore, and he thought of some key at the same time, one by one.
"If we say that if we want to ascend the sect, it will inevitably cause space shock." After a long time, Mingzhi said slowly, "and space shock will inevitably lead to physical rupture."
"Then, just abandon the body?" Kunlun Jing also said slowly.
"What are you two talking about?" Su Mingjian asked in confusion, "Abandoning the body? Isn't that the way for ghost cultivators?"
"It's just a ghost cultivator!" Mingzhi said with a thigh, "The eyes are unsightly, and the appearance is withered and there is no blood and energy. What is it if it is not a zombie?"
"In order to avoid the space shock during the displacement of the celestial ball, all the monks of Jinchan Temple have turned into ghost cultivation." Kunlun Jing also said in a deep voice, "For them, souls are their origins and can ensure that they are themselves.
Not injured by space shock. The body... or corpses are just disposable containers used to accommodate souls for the time being, and can be replaced at any time."
"Why can you come to so many conclusions based on reasoning alone?" Su Mingjian said in surprise.
Mingzhi did not explain it, but just discussed with Kunlun Mirror and said:
"If this is the case, there must be places in the temple for pinching flesh and blood and creating corpses."
"As long as you can find this place, all the previous inferences will be verified."
"I'll tell me." The man who was left aside finally couldn't help but send a message to ask secretly, "Nine, have you come to a conclusion with your thoughtful look?"
"Yeah." Mingzhi nodded solemnly, "I feel that the back hall of Jinchan Temple must be hiding a big secret!"
"I!" Seeing the nature couldn't help but curse, then stood up and stammered:
"Fight, clean up; the little monk, the little monk leaves..."
He left in his heart, while Mingzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking quickly.
Su Mingjian said "just reasoning", and he was not wrong, but he has been working hard day and night in the past few days, thinking about the strange reasons behind Jinchan Temple, otherwise he would not have guessed the monk so quickly.
People have turned to the ghost cultivation.
With the body of the soul, resisting the space shock generated when the celestial ball moves, it feels like a space navigation in science fiction novels. In order to make the body resist acceleration, upload consciousness to the computer... Of course, this is too far-reaching, so it can only be
It is said that human imagination is really endless. Even Buddhist monks in this world are among the ambitious people who want to fight against the heaven with the power of man.
Even if I am, aren’t you unwilling to be fucked?
A few days later, the old monk seemed to have completely forgotten this foreign monk and would not ask him to ask him about it at all.
Seeing the nature can't sit still. I feel that No. 9's ability was blown away by Master Luo before, but after entering the bottomless mud pit of Jinchan Temple, isn't it still as helpless as me?
So Master Luo from the other side of Hell Road soon received the news, informing No. 9 that he could "retire after success" and come back to report on his work.
Knowing that his work was delayed in the results, he readily obeyed the organization's arrangements and said goodbye to the old monk who presided over the presidency.
"Master Mingzhi is leaving now?" the old monk tried to keep him, "You might as well stay for a while. There are many isolated Buddhist scriptures in the cabinet for the master to appreciate."
"There is no need to stay for the host." Mingzhi said with a smile on his face, "He comes when the excitement comes, and when the excitement comes to an end, he will be inferior."
"It's good, it's good." The old monk was a little suspicious, thinking that this person would be a meticulous work, and now he plans to leave after getting the information... But when he thinks about it carefully, this person stays in the wing room every day.
It seems that I have not had too much contact with the monks in the temple.
Forget it, I probably thought about it too much. It’s better to leave, but there will be fewer variables in the end.
With a smile on his face, he came to a certain location on the hillside. The old monk bowed and recited a Buddha's name, saying:
"So, let's go."
Mingzhi suddenly became alert and thought that this bald donkey would have to teleport himself to a sea of fire, right?
However, it is basically necessary to maintain the relationship with Puji Temple. In the midst of dizziness, one appears in the wilderness.
Wei Dongliu raised his sword light and quickly surrounded the surroundings, probably confirming that he was already in the southern part of China.
Remove the disguise, return to Mount Wutai, and find the previous mountain temple... I saw that there was no shadow of any temple in the original place? Only a piece of ruins remained.
No, in order to maintain the teleportation formation, even the original temple needs to be demolished?
A voice sounded behind the "Donor."
Wei Dongliu looked back and saw a familiar fortune teller looking at him with a smile:
"If you want to find the mountain temple to burn incense, you will walk south about two miles from here, and there is still one on the top of the mountain."
"Thank you." Wei Dongliu nodded.
He came to the new mountain temple, teleported back to the depths of hell, and met Taoist Luo in the resident.
Wei Dongliu didn't care and told Master Luo about his speculation.
"Let the Jinchan Temple Cave Sky fly to the Immortal World?" Taoist Principal Luo's expression was cold at first, but after Wei Dongliu finished speaking in detail, he became extremely strange. "Does there any supporting evidence of the speculations you said?"
"According to No. 2, the monk's explosion in the place and the broken walls and ruins of the small town at the foot of the mountain are traces of space shock, and this is one of them."
"The monks in the temple have no blood and many corpses in the backyard, which meet the method of ghost cultivation without physical body. This is the second one."
"I think the only explanation is that the traces of space shock and the ghost cultivator who is specifically targeting space shock."
"No. 9, you did a good job." Taoist Luo pondered for a long time and finally showed a satisfied smile, "Sure enough, it is correct to send you there."
Isn't that true? Wei Dongliu sneered in his heart, but said:
"If we can capture the fragments of the Sky-Purifying Stone in Jinchan Temple, it will definitely be helpful to our great cause of building a human paradise in the depths of hell!"
"Don't be busy in this matter." Taoist Luo waved his hand and said, "The monks of Jinchan Temple are not worth worrying about, but the formation is extremely dangerous. This matter needs to be slowly planned."
"Nine, you go back and rest first."
"Yes." Wei Dongliu nodded and left.
As soon as I left, I suddenly realized: Where is my reward?
OK, I sent me to inquire about information and wouldn't I give me the corresponding rewards, right?
I'm sorry, I'm going to take it myself.
"A Jing, teleport me to the Jinchan Temple Cave Heaven!"