The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Chapter 1232: Behind the door

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If I were to become the other shore, there would always be a glimmer of hope in the world's affairs and endless difficulties.

As Meng Qi made this solemn and majestic voice, the tributaries of the future in violent chaos were oscillating faster and changing rapidly, creating more possibilities. And these countless illusory tributaries, except for those that have long been preset to not pass the ending, , the newly emerged parts are difficult for even Meng Qi himself to measure clearly in a short period of time, and he is also unable to make accurate judgments in the blink of an eye and choose those possibilities that can cross the river of destiny.

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However, as soon as he spoke, vitality appeared, and his body seemed to be pulled by fate. He took a step forward and stepped into one of the tributaries at the right time, following it into the future.

Destiny was illusory and elusive. Meng Qizai was ups and downs, drifting with the current. After an unknown amount of time, the river finally disappeared, and an ordinary stone door appeared in front of him. The restrictions were weak, and ordinary warriors could easily push it open.

Outside the secret place of the sect, in front of the ancient bronze door, a majestic voice echoed, and the long river of fate filled the sky, washing away the dust of the years.

A series of eyes looked over from every position in Zhixu Mountain, staring blankly at the emergence of the illusory river, watching its tributaries change, no matter how hard it is to call it destiny, it cannot be changed.

After a long period of silence, the roaring and surging water waves subsided and gradually disappeared, leaving a gorgeous colorful cloud over the secret land, across the mountains, hazy and bright, just like the light of Buddha.

Su Meng really passed the third test. The old woman in black robe looked at the middle-aged scribe as if asking for confirmation, as if she couldn't believe her own judgment.

The middle-aged scribe's lips moved a few times, and finally he smiled bitterly: Since the founder fell asleep, no one has been able to pass the third test. How can I judge? I can only wait for Su Meng to come out and confirm it from his mouth.

He paused and then said: But now that the strange sight of Buddha's radiance appears, Su Meng will most likely have crossed the river of destiny.

As the current head of Zhixu Mountain, he originally wanted to go in and take a look and find out, but as he spoke, he discovered that there was a big problem. Judging from the nature of the three tests in the secret place, no one could pass them. Failed arrangement. Unless it was completely destroyed by violence, if Su Meng could cross the river of destiny, I and others would probably still look at the river and sigh. They could only judge his situation from the fact that Su Meng was not on the other side of the river. In this way, , maybe too much.

Yue Ziqing is no longer a doll. There was a crazy flame burning in his eyes, as if he was arguing with someone: Although it is hard to believe that fate can be changed by a powerful person. But the anomalies in the River of Destiny reveal a lot.

She seemed eager to enter and study the current status of the River of Destiny.

At this time, rays of light flew in, and the ancient bronze door was surrounded by layers of living elders and disciples from Zhixu Mountain. They asked questions one after another, and refused to let anyone go, making the scene look like a gathering of a hundred thousand ducks. , the noise was almost overwhelming.

The Sambhogakaya warrior stands out, silencing the noise. The old woman in black frowned and said to herself: Based on our research on the River of Destiny, we can be sure that except for the other side or the outstanding ones majoring in the Avenue of Time, no one can successfully cross it. Even if the ancestor wakes up and recovers, Peak, as long as you don't manipulate forbidden laws as the founder of Zhixu Mountain. I'm afraid I won't be able to cross the river of fate

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and sighed: Although Su Meng is the cause of all the contemporary effects, it is difficult to deduce and calculate clearly, but it is not difficult to know that he is involved in several important figures on the other side, and he still holds the Overlord's Blade in his hand.

Perhaps it was with the help of things like the mark left on the other side that he was able to disturb the river of destiny. Create new future possibilities. However, it is not easy to do this. If we change the place, I am afraid, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it.

At this point, his expression turned serious. He said to the old woman in black and to the elders and disciples around him: In our philosophy of Zhixu Mountain, it is best not to say words such as “certainty, certainty, absoluteness, etc.” It is impossible to say that there is really any other way to bypass the River of Destiny. For methods that are outside the scope of our research, let's go in and see a few people first to see the current situation of the River of Destiny and collect current information for future research.

The old woman in black nodded reluctantly and followed him into the ancient bronze door. Several elders and Yue Ziqing followed closely behind. However, the dense crowd around Zhixu Mountain Gate did not disperse. They were still gathered here, with excited eyes, waiting for more information. According to further news, some even moved their own utensils and waited while doing research.

This is the river of fate that has stifled generations of strong men in Zhixushan.

After passing through the River of Destiny, Meng Qi felt like he had a splitting headache. The transfer of cause and effect at that level was close to the limit of causes of all effects, which made him a little bit overwhelmed. However, he rubbed the blade of the Jue Dao and saw the end of the secret place. Behind the stone door, a smile still appeared on his face.

With a wave of his hand, the weakly restricted stone door opened to the wind, and the scene behind appeared in Meng Qi's eyes.

Looking at it, he felt a murmur of surprise in his heart.

This was a ruin-like scene, with broken objects everywhere, as if it had experienced a horrific and violent explosion. But strangely, the explosion did not spread beyond the stone gate, which had no isolation effect at all, and was only limited to approximately A radius of several hundred feet.

It can be seen that there were originally walls dividing this place and there were many rooms. At this time, the broken walls can no longer be found, only strange fragments.

Unlike normal situations, Meng Qi's heart sank, wondering what happened here.

Someone used a wonderful method to bypass the river of destiny, came here, and carried out destruction

Or simply some big shot on the other side. However, with the ability of the big shot on the other side, after an infinite amount of time, with just a flick of the finger, he can level this place to the ground and nothing can be found.

Walking inside, Meng Qi picked up a few fragments and pondered them. Some of them were pure blue, and some were glazed green. The colors were different, but they were all lifeless. They were damaged from the inside out. Can no longer be recycled.

Meng Qi carefully analyzed the causes of all effects as his spiritual consciousness penetrated into them.

Black and white were flowing in his eyes, endlessly arising and dying, vaguely stimulating countless fires. Suddenly, everything disappeared, and there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes:

It feels like the creation is complete

Could it be that the founder of the Zhixu Mountain sect, one of the six heretical masters, found the remains of a great magical person, or cut off a part of himself using a secret method to refine the original form of this broken object

Normally speaking, it is said that people on the other side of creation cannot directly use part of their Dharma bodies to refine weapons and elixirs, and then rely on flesh and blood to restore them. Repeating this process is infinite, because once this kind of thing leaves itself, it will lose its vitality and annihilate many characteristics. , so as not to interfere with the main body, is far inferior to the relics. The refined utensils and elixirs are of a much lower grade. Therefore, if they really want to be used, they can only use the Great Dao to cut off this part forever and never recover it.

And the strange objects refined in this way were actually destroyed, with pieces scattered all over the ground.

His consciousness spread out and enveloped the surroundings. Meng Qi concentrated on searching. It didn't take long for him to find something other than fragments. They were incomplete jade slips. They seemed to be placed in the most closely protected place. Turn into ashes.

Picking up the first jade slip, there was only one line left in it:

Measuring the long river of time

Meng Qi nodded slightly, and he probably understood what they were. These were the research results of the founder of the Zhixu Mountain sect before he fell asleep, and the exploration of the way to the other side.

The subsequent jade slips confirmed his guess. They contained words such as communicating about the past and the future, but that was all that was left. No specific content could be seen at all, which made Meng Qi sigh with regret.

Picking up the last jade slip, Meng Qi stood up again.

Hey, it's actually relatively well preserved. He suddenly whispered something, a little excited in his heart, and read attentively:

Legend has it that after the fall of creation, there are often traces left between heaven and earth, carrying a certain amount of fortune, and the same is true on the other side. The ancient Haotian God and Donghuang Taiyi, the ancient Houtu Emperor, etc., are still left.

These traces are similar to the marks between heaven and earth, but they have completely lost their vitality and have no possibility of resurrection. They are also vague and difficult to feel.

Yu cut off his left arm, made an object, and placed it in the place where he slept, sensing and looking for traces of the brand.

After tens of thousands of years, Yu was awakened from his deep sleep. It turned out that his long search had yielded something.

If these imprint traces can be studied clearly, I can hope that the other side will

The content was interrupted here, and the follow-up was blank. I don’t know if it was destroyed or there was no time to record it.

Meng Qi's eyes were filled with solemnity as he looked around again, only to see devastation everywhere. .