Chapter 327: The Invitation of the Immortals, the Feast of the Six Storehouses and the Soul-Keeping “Is that the world you see?”On the third floor of the Sutra Library, after listening to Jiang Mo's description, Yousha seemed to be thinking about something. Her slender right hand left her wrist and made a judgment based on the empty magic fluctuations in his body: "It's not a replay of fate, but your dream." "Two worlds that are so similar, the complexity of going back and forth is like finding a needle in a haystack. Without time and space positioning equipment and specific spells, you can't go there and come back smoothly." "In addition, no matter if they are ordinary people, extraordinary people, or highly intelligent life forms other than humans, they all have certain rules. When they are asleep, they create dreams and keep their consciousness warm in them." "As for the future you saw, it should be the combined effect of your subconscious mind and soul. This omen, perhaps because your body is much stronger than that of ordinary known life entities, has materialized in the form of a dream." Yousha analyzed it in great detail. She noticed that Jiang Mo seemed to be worried, and the corners of her lips raised slightly in a gentle arc: "A long time ago, I read a magic manual. I still dare not deny the viewpoints mentioned in it. The sage said that dreams have a unique effect on humans. It can allow them to temporarily enter the four-dimensional space from the three-dimensional space and see the development of fate and all things in the world." "Of course, this is something that can only be achieved by magicians with extremely high attainments in the dream realm. For ordinary people, the most typical example is dreaming and appearing in an unfamiliar place. When you wake up, your memory becomes blurred and sealed, until one day you suddenly realize that you have been there before." After that, she shook the coffee cup in her hand, took a sip, and asked Jiang Mo with a peaceful look in her eyes: "Do you need me to check it out for you?" "For reference, the world that is closest to the future reality is the same as what you saw in your dream. The preparation time for the magic ritual and materials will take 2 days." "No need."
Jiang Mo declined her kindness. He frowned slightly, with some concerns in his heart, and blurted out: "You also know that with my level of cultivation, or Little Zhuge's level of divination, it is impossible to preview news involving major changes in the direction of the world." "The whole world is rejecting my contact. It will try every means to stop me. It is some mysterious force that maintains order." "Even if I break through the underlying logic that is deeply buried behind the real world, let's just say it is the law of nature, and bypass its surveillance, the information I forcibly obtain through direct or indirect means may not be true." "Because once I can do that, it means that the fate of all living beings will be at my mercy like the strings of a puppet." "The world of eternal change has since become a stagnant pool of water. Everything that is prosperous must decline. From the moment I tried to contact the future and interfere with the trajectory of the world, destruction was inevitable." "." Yousha said nothing and sighed silently. She understood what Jiang Mo meant and could see that he was tired. This is not only true for practitioners in China, but also for some overseas prophets and practitioners who attempt to foresee the future, dominate their fate, and control things related to themselves by seeking benefits and avoiding harm. They also face such difficulties. The root cause of all this is that the power they gained through hard training is indeed strong enough to shake the direction of the world, and thus they are rejected by the world, the so-called "deception of heaven, punishment from heaven". Shortening of life span is considered a light punishment, and if they are not careful, they will either die on the spot or gradually die in the causal disasters brought about by various misfortunes. In the early 1980s, Zhuge Yu's own Wu Hou Qimen was well developed. He had a new understanding of the composition of the world and took the initiative to share it with his teachers. He mentioned that this world is a huge Qi Bureau, composed of countless small Qi Bureaus. To survive in a Qi Bureau, one must obey certain naturally formed laws. The good and evil deeds between people are the result of different Qi Bureaus performing their respective duties, and all is left to nature. The actions of some extraordinary people who are spying on the future are just small games within the game. They want to rebel against Tiangang and control the great Qi of heaven and earth. Their destruction is also a result that is in line with the development trend. "So what do you want to do? Gather strength and wait for the world to change?" "Um" "It's time to go for a walk." Jiang Mo's current cultivation level is ranked at the sixth level of Xuanming, and he still has a long way to go before he can advance to the next level. As a master of martial arts, he has pushed his combat power to the most perfect state within his limited realm. However, this alone may not be enough. Instead of staying in the sect and working behind closed doors, it is better to go out for a walk. "Where?" "Undecided." Jiang Mo replied calmly. When he said this, he had considered that New York today, with the advent of G1, is about to become the most glorious and dazzling city in history.
Countless humans have broken free from the shackles of genes and discovered the original power of life. He planned to cross to the other side to take a look and see whether a large enough number of awakened samples would give birth to a group of astonishing evolutionists. However, it is too early. Even if we go there, we will only encounter a group of evolvers who have just broken free from their genetic shackles, so they are not worth exploring. In addition, considering the scene he saw in his dream, the monsters with corpses spread across a thousand meters made him think of a better place to go. There are not only humans in this world. In the primitive deserts deep in the northern border and in the famous mountains and rivers, there are many unknown species. They have also cast hopeful glances at the human world. Maybe it's time to visit. Just as he was daydreaming like this, an ethereal voice came from the front. "Since there is no destination, I wish you good luck, Gatemaster." For more than seventy years, she still calls him this; it has become a habit. Yousha put the coffee in the cup to her lips, tilted her head back slightly, drank it all in one gulp, and silently said a blessing to this old friend. "Thank you." Jiang Mo left with these words and left without further greeting. Yousha supported her chin and watched him go, with a helpless smile on her lips. The cup of coffee that was originally placed on the other person's table remained motionless, with wisps of white mist floating in the air. This person doesn't drink alcohol or coffee. "You really don't understand romance." The woman murmured as if to herself, and instantly disappeared into the dim attic. The next day, afternoon. Jiang Mo was in Qingxin Palace, writing a letter in which he was about to travel around the northern border. He gave it to Lu Lin and asked him to give it to Cheng Zhen who had just come out of retreat. Ever since his browsing on the dark web was spied on, Jiang Mo no longer trusts the electronic devices he owns. Although this method of communication is convenient and fast, it has a fatal flaw: the uploaded data is at risk of being secretly stolen. He prefers handwritten letters to text messages. Seeing the handwriting is like seeing the person. Finally, Jiang Mo placed restrictions on the surface of the envelope, and only the Qi of the recipient can open it. At the same time, Lu Jin, who was accompanying him, felt his cell phone vibrate in his arms. He answered it and frowned in surprise when he heard the message from the other end, and responded with a few simple words. "it is good" "Please thank the people in your hall for their kindness. I will ask for the advice of my uncle." Lu Jin put down his phone and immediately looked at Jiang Mo: "Uncle Master, in three days, a certain immortal in the Northeast will hold a birthday party and would like to invite you to attend. What do you think?" "Those worshipped by the Gao family?" Jiang Mo asked subconsciously. After all, they had just rescued a little girl from the Gao family not long ago. Moreover, when he met Gao Lian, the person in charge of the company's northeast region, it seemed that there was something in the other party's body watching him. Now that he thought about it, it should be them. "Yes." Lu Jin nodded. "You can go and prepare gifts." Jiang Mo was just planning to go to the primeval forest in the northern border to meet those mountain monsters and see how they had evolved after living for hundreds of years. Naturally, he would not refuse the invitation to this birthday party.
"Okay, don't worry, I will do it for you." As time goes by, the news about the G1 evolution reagent has not been completely blocked in the country, but has been restricted. Only a small number of ordinary people know about it and do not take it seriously. At first, they thought it was fabricated by some unscrupulous media. Overseas, extraordinary people and wealthy people from various countries came here to buy the injections and experience the effects of Behemoth as soon as they were sold. The whole of New York was crowded and many local people were also excited. On March 3, Behemoth announced that it had prepared 12 million G3000 reagents. Many demons lurking in the city could hardly contain their growing appetites and took the lead in preying on some aliens. On the same night, in the Eastern country across the ocean, in the royal bunker, cold laughter was rampant and wanton. It was a feast for the demons, and it was the same for them, wasn’t it? The skinny old man in black clothes and the elders of the Wang family conspired to form an alliance. The Six Stories swallowed people, and the spirits were detained and devoured. A large number of strange people were about to be born. This was an opportunity for them to rapidly increase their cultivation. "Congratulations, old friend. This time you have enough materials to refine a demon general." The old man who practiced Liuku + Fenghou complimented him with a look of delight on his face. He was the murderer who attacked the Quanzhen sect and seized the Tongtian Talisman half a year ago. "Isn't it the same for you?" "There are preys everywhere. Your six warehouses will be completed soon. With the help of Feng Hou, the day when you and I can attack the Tianshi Mansion is not far away." The old man of the Wang family had a sinister look on his face and a cold smile, and his whole body exuded an evil and twisted aura. The long-term devouring of souls had affected the essence of his soul, and in turn made his face look less and less like a human. "My Soul Binding and General Summoning has a limit to what it can take. If I swallow too much, I will become a demon. I will not be greedy during this trip to New York. I will come back once I have collected the materials for three high-level demon generals. I still need Brother Ren to help me." Hearing this, the old man in black clapped his hands and laughed: "Good!" "Three high-ranking demon generals and two immortals, including you and me, there are a total of seven supreme grandmasters." "When the G1 reagent is introduced into the territory, the situation will be turbulent, and it will be the best time to attack the Tianshi Mansion. Even if Zhang Zhiwei is very capable, he can't stop us from slaughtering his Longhu Mountain and making a river of blood flow!" "Ah." The Wang family elder snorted coldly: "I have sent someone to book the flight. We will leave tomorrow morning. His carefree days in Tianshi Mansion are about to come to an end." (End of this chapter)