, Lord of Shenxiu

‘There is also a Dharma here? Is it a coincidence?’

When Zhong Shenxiu heard this, a little chill suddenly broke out in his heart.

He thought of more, such as Dongsheng Shenzhou, the hometown of the Second Emperor of the Yan Han Dynasty, who had heard of it himself, although it was only in a novel.

Thinking of the many worlds you travel through, some places seem different, and some cultural customs, ethnic languages, all with amazing similarities...

‘Maybe... there is a real 'source world' that is constantly exuding influence on the heavens and all realms? Let the affected heaven and earth unconsciously develop in a certain direction...’

‘Or, is it a projection of his own self? Is there a powerful person who is incarnating in thousands and launching incarnation into the heavens and all realms?’

‘Or maybe…is it a parallel world theory?’

‘This true secret of the heavens is probably not something that little ants of my level can peek at…’

Jingfan didn't know that he just mentioned a name, which shocked Zhong Shenxiu.

At this time, I just said calmly: "Since the passing of the first generation of Bodhidharma, all the holy monks of my Shifo Temple have received the title of 'Bodhidharma'. However, most of the outside world call them holy monks. Over time, I gradually forgot that only the monks of the Shifo Temple themselves remember this section."

"So that's it..." Duan Mingyu didn't think too much and smiled: "It seems just a coincidence... The wild beasts roared, and some of the voices happened to be similar to some of our vocabulary... This is normal, and the dialects of different places are different. Some do not understand each other, and some are shocked when they are carefully studied."

He was originally an expert in sonic power, so he naturally had a say.

"That's right. Today we two will drink hard, so let's part here."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed, causing the face of monk Jingfan next to him to twitch.

"You... are just taking advantage of the situation but not losing." Duan Mingyu laughed: "I was just being deceived by this monk, but a gentleman's words are spoken and a quick whip!"

Zhong Shenxiu smiled at him.

During the period of time when he was on the road together, he also knew that these two people were indeed the kind of ancient knights who valued loyalty and promised, and spared no effort for this.

‘What a pity… Although I like to be friends with such people, I can’t become such people in the end.’

Duan Mingyu did not force Zhong Shenxiu to do whatever he had to do. The three of them ate a vegetarian meal together. During this period, Duan Mingyu pulled Zhong Shenxiu to drink wine and left the monk Jingfan aside.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Duan Mingyu was excited and pulled out the sword from the piano and danced gracefully.

His swordsmanship is the direct inheritor of the Suyin Sword Sect, and it is indeed like the return wind dancing willows. His posture is elegant and elegant, and his ethereal sound is praised by Zhong Shenxiu and Monk Jingfan.

The next day.

Zhong Shenxiu walked out of the guest room and saw the waiter cleaning up other houses in the courtyard. When he saw him coming out, he immediately bowed and said, "This guest official, your two companions have left first, so you don't have to worry about it... Well, before leaving, they settled the account..."

"That's how..."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed, quickly suppressed his emotions, and asked: "Where is the Niu Shenjun Temple? I'm going to have a tour today..."

...

Niu Shenjun Temple.

It is surrounded by a flat ground. From a distance, there is also a circle of huge stones standing up, each of which is as high as ten meters, deep and heavy as it exceeds the city gate and forms a circular wall.

‘This is Stonehenge, right? This must be Stonehenge, right?’

‘That Shangjun is really good at playing!’

Over the past thousand years, wooden buildings will always decay, but this kind of temple made of primitive giant stones still stands on the earth.

After walking through the huge stone pillars that felt like the Greek Parthenon Temple, Zhong Shenxiu saw the original body of the Niu Shenjun Temple.

It is not big, there is only a main hall made of huge rocks.

In the main hall is a stone statue.

A stigma is wearing a robe and holding something... Because of the baptism of time, the colors and lines on the original stone statue have been mostly blurred, and only a contour can be barely seen.

"Shang Jun..."

Looking at this statue of god, Zhong Shenxiu sighed quietly.

At this time, there were still sacrifices in the Niu Shenjun Temple, and Shangjun had already disappeared into the long river of history.

After all, a tyrant who used smallpox to harm the whole world, even if the Taizu of the Dawu Dynasty revolts and destroyed the entire family of Shangjun, the whole world would have only a favorable share, and no one regretted Shangjun.

"I wish you a cup, an unknown time traveler... No one knows your achievements, your infamous reputation will last forever..."

Zhong Shenxiu took out the wine gourd, poured a glass of wine, and sprinkled it on the ground of the temple that was said to have been built by Shangjun himself.

"It's nothing wrong with this, at least different from all living beings. You will be remembered forever in the future... As for the bad things about the destruction of the country and the family, you would have kicked your legs at that time, so you'll be cleansed if you don't see it..."

"My ending may not be better than you..."

After doing all this, Zhong Shenxiu walked out of the Stonehenge Cow Temple and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, he looked back and his expression suddenly changed: "This...this...this...as if it is..."

He gritted his teeth, ignored the shocking world, and directly used his light skills, jumped onto the roof of the highest house nearby to check the specific structure of the Stonehenge.

"This Stonehenge...is a mysterious ritual!"

After observing it in a circle, Zhong Shenxiu closed her eyes and recalled the Western mystical knowledge he had obtained from the Headless Earl.

“It fits the ritual requirements…it is not built at will.”

With prejudices in mind, Zhong Shenxiu watched the first Niu Shenjun Temple again and suddenly felt that each place was different.

"Ancient gods are extremely powerful creatures... or... they themselves are natural and even cosmic phenomena... They do not pity humans, nor hate humans, they happen naturally..."

"And wherever the ancient gods reveal their traces will inevitably leave an impact..."

Zhong Shenxiu thought of the ceremony of summoning the gates of Ten Thousand Gates again. The cliff, even after hundreds of years, still had some supernatural remnants.

And here, the same is true!

"My body does not have the ability of the main world [herder], and my internal strength is too low. At the beginning, I almost missed the past... This influence is the entire Niu Shenjun Temple, which is hidden in the ordinary..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the Stonehenge and her eyes gradually lost focus.

He saw the arc, which seemed to be filled with some mysterious angle, like a signal tower.

The moment Stonehenge is completed, it seems to have become a beacon, or... a pedestal.

Something indescribable is traveling through the world, no, it comes from the dimension of traveling over it and entrenches on it!

He once...come here!
Chapter completed!