Zhang Yu sensed for a while, withdrew his gaze, and looked down again. He saw that there were all kinds of hair and fish scales floating in the golden river in front of him, and there was a strange fragrance.
Similarly, as if they could feel his arrival, the hair and scales took the initiative to form a raft, as if to carry him across.
He was going to ignore it like before, but his heart moved slightly. He had a feeling that it was the best time to step on it.
He didn't think too much about it. The senses of a cultivator were mysterious, and sometimes it was better to go with the flow. So he restrained his breath and stepped on it. The raft sank slightly, and carried him to the opposite side.
After floating to the opposite side, he stepped on the flat land, walked along a flight of stairs, and came to the front of the temple. At this moment, the feeling of divinity was even stronger.
He adjusted his breath for a while, and then walked into the temple. This was a gorgeous and bright temple, and the soft light shone on every corner. The ground was covered with complicated and regular patterns of colors that spread in a spiral shape, and the surroundings were murals of all kinds of strange creatures.
On the throne sat a man wearing a long slanted hat and a long robe woven with silver threads. This man held a stone slab in his hand, and at this moment, he seemed to be drawing something with his heart. There were also countless floating stone slabs around him, and they were rotating around him.
This man didn't show any divinity on the outside, but his body looked like this. This was a god with a physical body. But not only did he not look weak, but he looked more vivid and complete than the "god sacrifice" and "god master" he had seen before.
The man seemed to have felt Zhang Yu walking into the temple. He couldn't help but raise his head and look over with interest, as if he was expecting something. But the moment he saw Zhang Yu, he showed a surprised and cautious expression, but then he frowned. "No, no …" He frowned again and fell into deep thought, as if he was considering a difficult question.
Zhang Yu looked at him for a moment, and said, "Mo Qi, god sacrifice?"
That man raised his head again. He put down the stone tablet in his hand and stood up from the divine throne. He said, "I hope you can call me 'Mo', or 'Shen Mo'."
This sentence was said in the language of spirituality. The voice of "Mo" was not important, it could be said however it wanted, but the meaning was clearly conveyed. It included a series of meanings such as "opposition, resistance, rejection, self and self".
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "If 'Mo' is like this, then 'Qi' should also be able to understand."
The man said, "Yes, there is also the 'contract'!" As He spoke this spiritual language, the meaning of 'contract' was expressed. There were meanings such as' agreement ',' demand ',' reason ',' fabrication ', and so on.
Zhang Yu's heart moved slightly. With his cultivation, it was not difficult for him to distinguish. Although "Mo" and "Qi" represented two different meanings, when the two were combined, there was another meaning.
"Mo" was nothingness, and "Qi" was existence. When the two were combined, it was taking from the existence to fill up the nothingness. At the same time, it also expressed that this process would continue until it was truly completed.
Just from this name alone, one would know what this person's divinity did and how it did it.
"Shen Mo" was His name, and "Qi" was His actions. Everything was built on this, so the Mo Qi clan was also named after this.
After he understood, he said, "I just had a comrade come here. I wonder where he is now?"
Shen Mo said, "That person …" He said with some deep meaning, "I did not go out, and he did not come in. This is the agreement between him and me."
Although He said it very vaguely, Zhang Yu could understand what He was trying to express. This was a kind of restriction on both sides by divinity. As long as Jiao Yao did not enter this place, Shen Mo would always stay here. But at the same time, Jiao Yao could not go anywhere else. He could only wait until the person who broke the situation arrived.
Jiao Yao completed his task very well and delayed Shen Mo. This was a wise choice. Under the premise that he did not know the details of the enemy, he could protect himself and complete his task at the same time.
This old dragon always did things at just the right time. He did not ask for merit, but he did not ask for mistakes.
However, he did not have high expectations for Jiao Yao in the first place. As long as Jiao Yao could complete his task, it would be fine. He did not expect Jiao Yao to do too much.
Furthermore, he heard more from Shen Mo's words. This person did not sign any contract, nor did he say anything. It was just a kind of tacit action that bound each other. This was a kind of power that even Shen Mo himself could not go against. The only question was whether the source of this power came from divinity or from the so-called Supreme?
At this time, Shen Mo showed a curious expression and said, "Since this guest is here, you must be the ruler of the world after the Great Collapse. Can you tell me how the world outside is like?"
Zhang Yu flicked his finger, and a spiritual light descended. A part of Tianxia's scenery was revealed. Since this person was willing to answer Jiao Yao's question, he could also answer this question.
However, this was only the crudest information on the surface. In reality, this person did not need to go through him to obtain this information. Perhaps it was from Jiao Yao, or perhaps it was from the Supreme.
More importantly, he still had a feeling in his heart that answering this question was the best choice at this moment.
After Shen Mo finished reading, he could not help but show a look of admiration. At this moment, he spoke in fluent Tianxia language, "Very interesting life form, very great ruler. You are very different, very different."
He looked at Zhang Yu and said with some anticipation, "Why don't you join me, the Mochi Celestial Race? The Celestial Race does not reject foreign bloodlines? You can fuse with us. "
Zhang Yu looked at him. Before he could speak, Shen Mo spoke first, "Please don't reject. I can see that you are also a group of people who pursue power. I can give you more power. What do you think?"
Zhang Yu said calmly, "Pursuing Dao is not pursuing power."
Cultivators did indeed possess great power. However, their goal was only to raise the level of their life form and pursue the truth. Power was only to ensure that this process would not be disturbed.
If this was the case in the past, Xuanxiu was exploring the truth and using the Dao for himself. At the same time, it was also to give everyone a path to transcendence.
Shen Mo showed a confused expression. However, he did not give up on persuading. He said, "The Supreme is the source of all power. This is also what you need. You originally needed to search for it yourself. However, if I seize the Supreme's authority, then I will be the Supreme, and you can be the Supreme too. On one hand, you can get what you want easily. On the other hand, you have to overcome thousands of obstacles. Why do you have to do those undesirable things and go down those crooked paths? "
Zhang Yu looked at him and said, "Because this is the Dao!"
Shen Mo shook his head and smiled. He said, "You can reject me, but I am still willing to give you more opportunities to consider carefully." He said slowly, "You have to think carefully."
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed. As Yi Shen said, every member of the Mochi Celestial Race had an oath. This was the agreement with the Supreme.
He was originally thinking about what Shen Mo's oath was. Now, it was clear. It was the two words "Mochi". To obtain power from emptiness and use all kinds of equal or unequal conditions to gain an advantage.
He thought that Shen Mo might have made many oaths with the Supreme beforehand. Once the conditions were met, the Supreme would be activated and become his help.
If there was an oath that after Mo Shen was killed, the enemy would die, or if after he was killed, the Divine Arbiter would return, then not only would she not die because of this, she would return because of this, then everything they did before would be in vain.
He didn't know what kind of oath he had made, but he was sure that it was something that would protect him. Attacking this person was obviously the first choice he would reject.
However, from Jiao Yao's actions, it could be seen that the oath must include the target of the oath. In other words, some of his choices would become the conditions of the oath.
At this time, his heart skipped a beat. When he came here, the things he saw and the choices he made. Could they be part of the agreement? Could they be used to break the oath?
However, he quickly cut off this idea. Using the things given by others to break the trap set by others was falling into the other's trap.
When dealing with such a person, he could not go with the flow. The other party could use other people's methods, but he could only use his own.
At this time, Shen Mo smiled and said again, "How is it? Have you thought it through?" He stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture, saying, "No problem, I can invite you again."
Zhang Yu raised his head slightly and said with the Word Seal, "Thou hast thy oath, and I have my words!"
With that, a grand sound of the Way seemed to ring out, causing the entire hall to hum and shake violently. The stone slabs floating outside fell to the ground piece by piece.
Shen Mo revealed a surprised expression. It seemed that the development of the matter was beyond his expectations.
Zhang Yu stood there calmly. Starlight and jade mist flickered on his body. Since the other party used an oath to bind him, then he would use the words of the Great Dao to resist. He could do even more.
Solemnly, Shen Mo said, "Is this the 'Dao' you speak of?" He smiled and said in a deep voice, "But how can this be compared to the 'Supreme'?"
As if sensing that the power of the oath alone could not achieve his goal, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a stone slab on the ground. Then, he raised his finger and quickly drew a few lines on it.
Following this action, behind Zhang Yu, on the gorgeous mural in the hall, a huge monster that looked like a cow and a spider with six legs and eight arms moved. Its eyes, which were the size of its abdomen, rolled up and silently crawled out. It raised its pair of large pincers and smashed down on Zhang Yu.
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