Chapter 228 I See My SkeletonThe tenth day of the eighth lunar month. Trinity Gate. At night, the mountain breeze slowly passed through the forest. Jiang Mo, who was practicing in the pond in the back mountain, was making final preparations before departure. The innate qi overflowed like a vast ocean, constantly converging into a figure that was close to a solid entity. More than a year ago, after the Five Demon Sect attacked, Jiang Mo had forged a Dharma body in this way, and traveled from south to north, across nearly ten thousand miles, killed his way into the primitive mountains in the north, wiped out the stronghold of Suzhen Mansion, and even killed several ancient monsters. This time, he used the "Destiny Rewind" to reach the parallel world line of the past, and he could only bring some of his disciples with him; The senior brother is still in seclusion in the sect, and it is not possible to ensure absolute safety if only Weir and other disciples guard the mountain. Now the world is in chaos, so Jiang Mo has to condense his Dharma body and make all possible preparations. The fluctuations of vitality slowly rippled, and a wisp of soul consciousness peeled off from the spiritual platform at the center of the eyebrows and drilled into the body of the Dharmakaya. Nearly two hours later, the task was finally completed. Looking at himself surrounded by blazing silver light, Jiang Mo raised his hand to seal himself under the bottom of the pool and connected him to the endless and dense Qi network underground. In this way, even if the real body is not in this time and space, the Dharma body can secretly monitor the situation of the entire mountain gate, and once an invader appears, it will be revived at the first time. In order to ensure that its lethality was strong enough, Jiang Mo even left behind the sword made from Teng Snake's blood and soil.
Looking at the world, he estimated that even if a perverted strongman like the ancestor of Southern Xinjiang appeared again, it would not be a problem for his Dharma body to fight with a sword. "The road ahead is long and boundless, and there are three seas of suffering. When will we be able to reach the other side?" Jiang Mo sat cross-legged by the pond, looking up at the starry sky. After decades of hard training in the mortal world, his body had been changing all the time since he survived the catastrophe on the ice field. His flesh and blood had been polished to perfection, transforming day after day, constantly breaking the limit of perfection. If the triple layer was compared to the boundless ocean, Jiang Mo roughly guessed that he had merely left the offshore area and had just embarked on a journey that would have no end. On this path of cultivation, he could not see any traces left by his predecessors, nor could he see the footsteps of those who came later. He was just walking alone. "Transform things, transform people, and transform the world." Jiang Mo seemed to be thinking about something, and activated his true method. Rolling lava formed on his right arm at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, the lava receded, and his arm returned to its normal appearance, but his appearance had changed. A vast amount of memories surged deep in his mind. Throughout his life, almost everyone who had a long conversation with him, whether they were teachers in the sect, peddlers from the foot of the mountain, or elders from the ancient tribes in the Northern Desert, their appearances evolved on Jiang Mo's face at an extremely fast speed, and even their bodies were exactly the same. In a blink of an eye, the evolution of hundreds of people was completed. Jiang Mo did not stop and continued to try. His body began to dissipate, transforming into the mountain breeze, the dust on the ground, the spring water in the pool, the branches and leaves in the forest, the clouds in the night sky, almost everywhere, gaining an unprecedented free form. After a long time, the vast Qi flow gathered and formed a human figure again. Jiang Mo said nothing, but had a slight smile on his lips. It seemed that if he wanted to, he could even transform into a mythical beast in ancient books, or through the rotation of yin and yang, evolve a sun and moon, hanging high in the sky above the Sanyi Gate. With a long life and absolute power, he will have a long time to explore his understanding of the world. At midnight, Jiang Mo got up and left. He first stared somewhere, his eyes penetrating the mountains and forests, and saw two figures on duty. He heard the sound of Qi again, which fell into the ears of Lu Jin and Zhuge Yu in their respective dormitories, and summoned them to the fourth floor of the Sutra Library to wait. Due to the limit on the number of people that can be teleported, Yousha can only use "Destiny Rewind" on five people, including Jiang Mo. That night, Cheng Zhen and Shui Yun happened to be in charge of guarding the Qi Diagram. When they saw the two junior brothers coming over, they were slightly stunned. "Zhuge, Xiao Lu, why didn't you sleep well and came here in your sleepwalking?" Shuiyun teased. "No, I was just about to fall asleep when I heard my uncle's voice. He called me." Zhuge Yu's mouth was dry. He had been reading foreign books all night and felt dizzy. He sat down on the cushion, picked up the teapot, poured tea into the cup, and raised his right hand to drink it down his throat.
"Brother, do you know why our uncle called us here?" Lu Jin's face was a little pale. He had been practicing the Soul-Breaking Spell at night not long ago and now looked very tired. "Master is still chatting with Protector You on the third floor." "Just wait patiently." Cheng Zhen shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know. Everyone didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, Jiang Mo's figure appeared on the fourth floor as if he had teleported. He sat on the ground, looked around at the four disciples who were sitting upright, and said straight to the point: "I have properly arranged the daily affairs inside the gate. I will take you out later and show you a special world." While speaking, Jiang Mo placed a letter on the table. It was for other members of the sect, informing them that he would be traveling with these four disciples for three days. "Uncle Master, where are we going?" Lu Jin was quite expectant, and his sleepiness disappeared. "The world two years ago. It's time for you to grow up. Let's go and see what kind of changes the Trinity Sect will experience without me and my brothers." "I hope you learn from that and gain something." Jiang Mo had no idea what happened in that world, but he guessed that he probably died in the ice field. As for the disciples in the sect, they might be in trouble. "Go over there?!" Zhuge Yu's eyes widened and he asked in shock: "Uncle Master, is this possible?!" He practiced Wu Hou Qimen and Feng Hou Qimen. Although he could control time and space at will within the Qimen technique, he could not imagine such a miraculous method of returning to the past. With his current level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to even hope for it. "I can not do it." Jiang Mo admitted it generously, and explained with a faint smile: "This is the magic secret technique that your Yousha protector practices. She wants to go back to the past to find something. It just so happens that I suddenly had the idea to take you with me." "But, Uncle Master, if we change the past, won't our present be affected?" Shuiyun only understood half of what was said and was shocked. "No, just like the conversation between you and me, every minute and every second, countless possibilities will arise, just like the diversion of river water. Our world line is already fixed. We cannot truly change the long-flowing 'water flow' that you and I are in. But we can use a tool, that is, the 'destiny retracing' practiced by the guardian Yousha, to go to a certain upstream section of the tributary where we are, use the death of me and your master as an anchor point, and intercept the adjacent diversion to enter." Jiang Mo patiently explained to the four disciples and instructed them: "Don't feel any psychological pressure. Just think of it as a dream. The magic can only last for three days. Your influence on that world is limited. When the time is up, you will be forcibly brought back to the present world, just like waking up from a dream." "Disciples understand!" the four said in unison. "Come with me." Jiang Mo led them down the third floor, and the magical restrictions were released layer by layer. The giant metal ball was now completely opened from the inside out, like a scarlet vortex, reflecting the real world inside. In halls and academies, you can see all kinds of foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes wearing dark gold academic robes. Yousha had already locked onto the world she was going to. She heard footsteps behind her and asked softly, "Are you ready?" "Yes." Jiang Mo learned from the previous conversation that once the magic is activated, it will operate on its own. Even without Yousha's control, he will still come back when the time comes. However, he still has concerns. He is worried that with Yousha's cultivation level, there may be an accident in the world she wants to explore, so he said: "Do you need my help?"
".Do I look unreliable?" Yousha smiled charmingly, a strange light appeared in her eyes, and she threw a blue crystal over. "If something unexpected happens, pick me up and crush it. The fate reversal will start again and you will be able to find me." "Okay." Jiang Mo took the crystal. At the same time, Yousha handed over five silver-grey crystals and distributed them to the five people one by one, saying: "If you find that world boring, use it to return early, otherwise you will need to stay there for three full days." "Thank you." The disciples took the crystal and looked at it curiously. "Hold on." Yousha recited an ancient magic spell, a special light flowed from her fingertips, and she lightly tapped forward. A crack appeared in the middle of the scarlet vortex, and a blue vortex suddenly formed. The world inside was full of ice and snow, and the cold wind was howling. "Okay." "Wish ya'll good luck." Yousha was eager to learn more, so she waved goodbye, turned around and stepped into the scarlet vortex, disappearing into thin air. With a "pop" sound, the scarlet vortex disappeared, and the azure vortex covered the inside of the metal sphere. Jiang Mo wore a silver-gray crystal tied on his wrist and called his disciples. "Walk." After saying this, he stepped straight into the whirlpool and in an instant he came to an ice field that was so familiar to him that it couldn't be more familiar. The biting cold came from all directions. "Om!!" The disciples appeared one by one. Cheng Zhen and Lu Jin, who had higher levels of reverse life cultivation, were fine. However, Shui Yun and Zhuge Yu, who stepped onto the ice field for the first time, were trembling with cold and hurriedly controlled their Qi to protect their bodies. "Do you need me to keep the cold out for you?" Jiang Mo asked as he looked around, searching for the corresponding reference frame in his memory. "No, Master, I can hold on for a while." Zhuge Yu shivered as he spoke. The protective Qi on his body was rapidly eroded, condensing into large pieces of frost that fell along his clothes. "Uncle Master, is this the place where you practiced seclusion back then?" Cheng Zhen's face was solemn, the bitter cold of this place was beyond his imagination and it was boundless. There was not even any living creature. Even if he had perfected the second level of reverse rebirth, he probably wouldn't be able to survive more than a few months here. "Well, this should be the outer area. I haven't been here for so long that my memory is rusty." "The further you go inside, the more frightening the cold energy becomes. With your cultivation level, you are far from being able to withstand it. This time, let me protect you." The true Qi in Jiang Mo's body slowly dripped down, and the scorching silver light suddenly melted the ice and snow within a ten-foot radius under his feet. Afterwards, he and his disciples strolled on the huge ancient frost road. Wherever they passed, there was no life, only the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow. The roaring cold wind was like a giant beast, and avalanches occurred from time to time in the nearby areas. "Back then, I cultivated for several years in the depths of the ice field and suffered a lot. Even though I had obtained the true method, I was still very close to death."
"It's time to go to the deserted temple." Jiang Mo ignored the cold wind along the way and retraced his old path of cultivation. After walking for several hours, he finally arrived in front of a deserted temple. The terrifying Qi was raging in all directions, but was gradually fading away. The disciples' hearts trembled. They were so familiar with the Qi that was spreading in the air. It was exactly the same as their uncle's Qi. Following Jiang Mo's footsteps, the four of them stepped into the deserted temple, only to see two corpses lying between the broken walls. One was dim and silent, while the other was crystal clear but full of cracks, with wisps of light overflowing and dissipating. "Uncle Master, is this you?!" Lu Jin seemed to find it hard to accept and felt very upset. The expressions of the other disciples were also particularly solemn. "Correct." "I've been dead for a year. I failed to break through." Jiang Mo stayed on his own bones and murmured, "Practice is impermanent, life and death are only a thought away, the slightest mistake will lead to eternal damnation." "See that skeleton next to it?" "Within the sect. No, he cannot be considered a senior within the sect. This sage possessed the Reverse Life and True Methods, which he passed down before his death. They are carved on the wall. His time on earth was longer than that of our sect's founder." "His true method only stopped at the second level, not the third level. When I obtained his method, I cultivated to the second level in one breath, but I still couldn't avoid death. In the end, I took a gamble and rushed to the third level to fight for a glimmer of hope and achieve the endless transformation of natural energy and innate energy. That's how I survived." "However, in this world line, unfortunately, this senior and my other self have all failed one after another." Jiang Mo's calm tone echoed in the ears of the four disciples like the morning bell and evening drum. They were shocked beyond words. The two skeletons were located very close to each other. The older one had blood-stained words hanging above its head, completely embedded in the wall. The ground next to the new one was also engraved with the insights of spiritual practice, and each word was so powerful that it could penetrate the stone. After a long period of time, the two skeletons echoed each other, and both left the most precious treasures to future generations before their death. "The second and third levels of the true law are engraved on it. You can try to comprehend it. Time is limited. I will give you one day. If you gain something, I will not have to teach you in person in the future." Jiang Mo ordered his four disciples to put aside all distractions and concentrate on their practice, while he picked up the two skeletons, dug a grave outside the temple, and carved stone tablets for them. After burying the remains of the predecessor with great respect, Jiang Mo looked at his own corpse and the tattered black clothes, and a slight ripple arose in his heart. "Is this what it feels like to bury yourself?" "Sleep forever in this land, undisturbed by the world, even if thousands of years pass, just waiting for the destined person to practice cultivation today." Jiang Mo released his true Qi, transforming it from acquired to natural. Pieces of thick green rock fell and buried the two skeletons. In the evening, the setting sun was as red as blood. Looking at the two tombstones standing on the ground, the young man with gray hair picked up a pen and wrote the inscriptions. "Tomb of the Trinity Sages." "Tomb of Trinity Jiang Mo." (End of this chapter)