It was time to go to the Journey to the West.
With a thought from Mengqi, the handsome little monk sat down cross-legged. His whole body shone with glazed light and turned into a golden Buddha with one hand pointing to the sky and the other touching the ground. The white-robed swordsman stood in an ethereal manner, surrounded by Sword Qi, as if he was the origin of time, the starting point of the void, and the incarnation of Da Dao. He looked like a Heavenly Lord. The sword light burst out, one divided into two, two divided into four, and spread to all the worlds in the world, leaving nothing behind. The tall and upright hero was golden and clear, his acupoints contained different heaven and earth, indestructible, and his every move had great power.
The three incarnations formed by the One Turning Into Three Pure Ones were not created by Mengqi randomly, but with the help of this great direct knowledge, he reorganized and purified his own skills. Under the circumstances that he did not have a deep grasp of the Way of Time and could not cut out the past, present, and future of the present world, he used the Innate Qi as the foundation and each skill as the support to cut out the incomplete Buddha's Golden Body, the Heaven Severing Tao Body that combined the Four Fairy-Slaying Swords, and the Indestructible Tao Body that had thousands of changes and a sage body. His original body only retained the Premier Priest, only the Nine Seals of Premier, and the bladesmanship that did not involve Dharmakaya.
However, this was also a temporary measure. After all, the Indestructible Original Body formed by the Indestructible Tao Body and the Premier Priest was a complete Dharmakaya body that did not need to be divided. Mengqi originally wanted to cut out the Bodhi Golden Body, but he did not have a deep understanding of it, so it was difficult to succeed. He could only temporarily replace it with the Indestructible Tao Body, hoping to perfect it in the future.
As these skills other than his main cultivation transformed into incarnations and slashed out, Meng Qi only felt that his Dharmakaya was peaceful, as if he had unloaded the heavy burden of Mount Tai and the North Sea. His intention was light and free, almost half of his aperture acupoints naturally opened up into different universes and caves along with the Dao rhythm of the Kai Tian Seal.
This was a stage that cultivation had to go through. It was to purify one's self and see one's own body. When one reached a higher level, they would have to devour incarnations, using the endless chaos and the indestructible body to contain all things. At that time, the incarnations would be able to cut and merge without any hindrance.
Mengqi opened his eyes, and the chaotic Gyeongun rose from his Niwan. The Buddha's Golden Body, the Heaven Severing Tao Form, and the Undying Tao Form leaped up at the same time and fell into the Gyeongun. They sat cross-legged facing each other and hid in the depths of the darkness. As the Gyeongun retracted, they returned to the Niwan together.
"With the help of the Yi Qi Turning San Qing, it's much easier for me to create an incarnation than it was for Han Guang …" Mengqi sighed. He patted his green robe and changed his clothes. A cloud rose beneath him and shrouded him. He passed through time and space and descended into the world of the West.
…
In the virtual hall with the words "The right path of the human world is the vicissitudes of life", the Emperor of the Present World, Gao Lan, had already gone offline. A few Dharmakayas were experimenting with different functions with great interest. At the same time, they seized the opportunity to discuss martial arts and Dao. The atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.
At this moment, Mr. Lu, Immortal Yun He, and the others heard an emotionless notification.
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the Document on the Layered Construction of the Myriad World Knowledge."
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the Plan to Promote the Simple Myriad World Talisman to the Pugilistic World People and the Common People."
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the Proposal to Cooperate with the Palace of Mohism to Restore the Prosperity and Convenience of the Middle Ages."
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the Idea of Using the Myriad World Knowledge to Carry out Long-Distance Transactions of Martial Arts Items and the Heavenly Punishment System for Peddlers of Counterfeit Goods. (Note, do not swear casually, being struck by the Five Thunders is no joke)."
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the Virtual Communication Center Based on the Myriad World Knowledge. (Discussion of martial arts, travel experiences, Pugilistic World anecdotes, and legends can all be shared here.)"
…
Clap, clap, clap. Mr. Lu and the others watched as Mengqi uploaded many documents. They only felt that they could recognize every single word, but when put together, they could not understand what it meant.
They looked at each other, sank into their thoughts, and began to flip through the documents.
Suddenly, Mengqi's transparent figure flashed, and the emotionless notification of the Myriad World Knowledge sounded again.
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the current status."
The current status? Mr. Lu, Su Wuming, Immortal Yun He, and He Qi looked at the light screen, only to see the image change and solidify on a scene:
White clouds turned into waves and swirled into a vortex. The sky was high and the ground was wide. Mountains stood in great numbers, and the demonic aura of the Wilderness was everywhere. On a towering peak, a handsome Taoist wearing a Fan Cloud Crown, Taoist attire, silk sash around his waist, and straw sandals stood leisurely. His sideburns were mottled, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. He looked into the distance, and his robe fluttered in the wind, giving off the vibe of a Taoist. It was Mengqi.
And below the scene, there was a line of text:
"This is the world of the Journey to the West. Demons are everywhere, and the immortals have their residences. After so many years, I finally set foot here again."
In the Xi Jian Pavilion, Huamei Heights, Nature Sect, and Donghai Sword Village, Su Wuming, Mr. Lu, and the others looked at the scene blankly, not knowing what was going on.
Is Little Su sharing his travels?
But why does it feel weird, the focus is on his own image …
After a while, they heard another notification sound:
"Your friend, the Primitive Emperor Su Meng, uploaded the current status."
The scene changed. The pool was deep, and the waves were boundless. Mengqi was wearing a Taoist robe, stepping on the surface of the water, and holding a snake-like insect with a few heads in his hand. But for some reason, this monster that was supposed to be huge only occupied a small part of the scene. The main body was still the handsome and indifferent Taoist.
There was also a line of text below:
"The Jade Pool, the former residence of the Demon Clan's Great Sage, the Nine-Headed Bug. Today, it is no longer as strong, and only its bloodline is left. Time flies, and it is hard to stop the passage of time. I feel sad, and leave it here as a souvenir."
Witnessing this scene, Mr. Lu, Su Wuming, Jiang Zhiwei, Zhao Heng, and the others seemed to have understood something.
Mengqi kept the Nine-Headed Bug's descendant and his posture, and looked at his Myriad World Talisman with a smile. Then, he saw a series of notifications:
"Your friend, the Outer-sky God Sword, Su Wuming, has gone offline."
"Your friend, the Wholehearted Sword, Mr. Lu, has gone offline."
"Your friend, the Sword Maniac, He Qi, has gone offline."
"Your friend, Jiang Zhiwei, has gone offline."
"Your friend, Qi Zhengyan, has gone offline."
"Your friend, Zhao Heng, has gone offline."
"Your friend, Ruan Yushu, has sent a message: Can I eat it?"
"Your friend, the Immortal Yun He, has sent a message: Gather more materials!"
"Your friend, the Immortal Yun He, has gone offline."
I'm just posting a status, do you have to do this … Mengqi wiped his non-existent cold sweat and replied to Ruan Yushu, "I'll try later." Then, he kept the Myriad World Talisman and stepped into the Aparagodaniya State, looking for the old site of the Wu Zhuang Guan in the image of a Taoist.
"That Nine-Headed Bug's descendant doesn't have much intelligence, I have to find a real Demon King to ask," Mengqi touched his chin.
Achoo! At this moment, countless Demon Kings in the Aparagodaniya sneezed inexplicably. They felt a deep chill, as if there was an indescribable malice lingering around.
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