Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

"Everyone, where is this? I am the current master of the Qingyuan Dharma School, Bai Mo."

Out of the white mist, a young man wearing a Taoist robe walked out.

Similar appearance, but different in this kind of demeanor that is like a drop of immortality coming to the dust.

"Who are we? Briefly introduce..."

Not long after, Naruto Baimo briefly told the situation of several Baimo.

"So that's it." The young man thought with his head on his face. He looked around and examined each one one by one.

"Introduce yourself, Bai Mo. I come from a world of supernatural power seekers and Dharma seekers."

"A person with supernatural powers, a seeker of the law?" Hokage's eyes flickered, and after thinking about it, he asked with some uncertainty.

"Practice Qi, build foundation, form pills?"

"No." The young man Bai Mo shook his head.

"Those who seek Dharma, those who have their own magical powers, there is no such thing as... these things."

"Sorry, I don't know what your world is like." Naruto shook his head.

The others also had the same expression.

To sum it up in one sentence - everyone has not watched this show and doesn’t know what the plot is.

"Really, that's okay." The young man's mouth raised with foam, and he said in a gentle tone.

"For seven days here, there will be no changes in the outside world. It's a good place to practice."

"Practice?" Dragon Clan Baimo's eyes lit up and he said bluntly.

"On the Tao?"

"What?" The young man Bai Mo looked at him with some confusion.

“The argument’s view of humanity, the world, civilization, and the future…”

It is not the so-called magical power, but the collision between "Tao" and the concepts of the Tao you choose.

"Tao...I don't know."

The young man Bai Mo shook his head and sighed as he told about his world.

The endless fighting battle between the supernatural beings and the zombies, the fighting duel spreading throughout the world...

"You don't know how to get there?" Dragon Clan Baimo looked at him calmly.

The young man nodded blankly.

"Yes, I just want to pass on the Qingyuan method and take care of my... junior sister."

"Junior sister?"

"My story...well, one lucky guy."

"Because of the disaster caused by the Dharma Corpse, I have been practicing with my master since I can remember, killing the Dharma Corpse, subduing demons and demons, and protecting the world.

Then the master participated in the battle of cause and effect, and only she and I were left, and then she... became a corpse. "

"What did you choose?" Naruto Baimo looked at the boy Baimo curiously.

Do you choose the ideal to kill her, or...

"I'm studying the True Blood of Wan Ye and want to change this matter."

The young man Bai Mo seemed to have already accepted this matter. He said calmly: "I am chasing power."

"Why?" Conan Baimo asked with some confusion: "You are chasing power, but...knowledge is the most important...power is just the application of knowledge..."

"I need power, the war between the supernatural beings and the zombies has begun.

The war between Xia and Shang and the change of dynastic power will lead to the large-scale appearance of Buddhist corpses. During this period of chaos, I need strength to protect my relatives. "

"I can give you power, but I'm not sure whether you will fall into depravity and madness because of the power of disaster."

"The way of the saint can easily bring you self-annihilation."

"Although my research on magic is not in-depth, it is enough to help you move forward..."

Xingtie Baimo clapped his hands, and then looked at the young boy Baimo.

"The power of the envoy is difficult for ordinary people to bear."

"Okay, as long as you can gain power, then...that's enough, let's deal."

…………

"Free is the most expensive." Bai Mo looked at the simple statue in front of him calmly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Plug-ins, or insignificant fragments of his own memory, those specious memories of the past, the steel birds in his mind, the cars whizzing past, in short, this mysterious space gave Bai Mo "a lot".

But just as he thought in his heart.

This is an investment.

Free pie?

There is no annual fee pie in the world, everything has a price.

"Investment, magical powers, spells, talismans, dharma body..." Bai Mo squinted his eyes and tapped the back of his hand with his fingers.

This is a Taoist temple, an ordinary sect with not many disciples.

In the early days of the Shang Dynasty, the fighting between the supernatural beings and the zombies continued to spread, and even developed towards the war of cause and effect. Many tall sects were knocked down like leaves by the rain.

There used to be countless disciples of this Taoist temple. Flying swords and cloud boats covered the sky, and the vast magic power gathered into tall buildings on the mountains...

But this is all in the past, everything has dissipated.

There has never been an immortal sect, and even the Three True Dharma sects passed down by the future Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Dharmas, who will be the most powerful in the past and present, is almost extinct.

A battle of cause and effect between Xia and Shang, a tide of corpses that appeared due to the war of country change, and a fight between supernatural powers, cultivators and the endless tide of corpses, everything was ended.

The practitioners with magical powers have died, the elders and direct disciples have died in battle, and now only three or two kittens and puppies are left in the Qingyuan sect, which has completely lost its former glory.

"Different universes, different time and space, different me, this knowledge... is really a great miracle."

With a sigh, Bai Mo reached out and took off his robe, palms facing the sky, and sat cross-legged.

On the skin, the purple lines look like star halos, and these threads are densely linked together, just like the stars in the sky.

In the midst of its exhalation and exhalation, Taoism is swimming freely, and some insignificant power seems to be evolving all things at this moment.

"Dharma Master, there is someone outside the door looking for you." A soft candy-like female voice woke up the foam from practicing.

Opening his eyes, the light gradually disappeared. Bai Mo put on the robe of the Dharma Master and arrived at the front hall.

It is said to be the front hall, but it is just a large open space at the entrance and exit of the Taoist temple.

At the west corner of here, there are still some vegetables of this season growing on the wasteland, which looks green.

Seeing Bai Mo's arrival, the impatient young man who was already sitting on the stone bench and waiting no longer chatted with the girl in green clothes sitting next to him. He strode towards Bai Mo.

The young man has sword-shaped eyebrows. He is wearing an official uniform of the Shang Dynasty. The jade pendant around his waist and the patterns painted on his sleeves give him a calm and authoritative demeanor.

He was an official of the Shang Dynasty, and his character was not low.

"The Qingyuan Dharma Sect, the seventh generation master, Bai Mo."

"Master Bai, here..."

"The Dharma Corpse appears again, right?"

There was no need for the young man in front of him to say much. Bai Mo could tell at a glance the residual power of the Dharma Corpse on him. This power was like a beacon of light at night in the eyes of those with supernatural powers.

"As expected of the Dharma Master, he has a keen eye. This is what happened."

Then the young man started talking and told what happened.

Dharma corpses, after the Shang Dynasty destroyed the Xia Dynasty, many Dharma corpses took advantage of the current era and the large and small wars between different tribes continued, and began to devour the spirits of living people.

Generally, the Dharma corpses born are easy to deal with, and ordinary people can kill them. This type, in folk records, is called zombies, which are dead but not rotten, with fossilized corpses and resentment inside their bodies.

If it were just zombies, even a farmer with little skill on his hands could easily deal with them.

But if a person with magical powers dies and transforms into a Dharma corpse, then under the influence of the true blood of Wanye, he will become a Dharma corpse with spiritual intelligence and even magical powers.

At this moment, the Dharma corpse is no different from the living.

As for the top level magical powers, the Dharma Corpse is just another form of existence to them. Except for being controlled by the Wanye Zombie Immortal and having to swallow the vitality of living people, they are no different from themselves before they became Dharma Corpses.

"In Qinghe Lake, there is a village that has not collected its annual salary this year. I sent personnel several times to check, but no one came back."

"I went to see it in person, and from a distance I found that there was no one in the village."

"So, you think this is the birth of a Dharma Corpse, and it is a Dharma Corpse born after the death of a person with supernatural powers." Bai Mo turned his head and looked at the ball-headed girl beside him.

The girl nodded.

"This aura on your body is indeed a Dharma corpse. Fortunately, you didn't go deep, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"Follow the rules of the Qingyuan Dharma Sect left behind by our master, and I will help you get rid of the Dharma Corpse."

"Thank you." After receiving Bai Mo's promise, the man turned around and left without hesitation.

After Bai Mo was sure that the man had left, Bai Mo looked serious.

"Supernatural person?"

"Yes." The girl opened her mouth, her sharp teeth filled with scarlet anger, her eyes were bloody and cruel, and she could hear the screams of creatures.

She is a Dharma corpse.

"Supernatural power, it will be enough for you to eat for a while."

"Senior Brother, did I really not violate the rules of the sect by becoming a Dharma Corpse?" The girl retracted her teeth and changed her appearance to her normal appearance, then she tilted her head and looked at Bai Mo.

"I am the Dharma Master."

"Understand?" He reached out and patted her head. Bai Mo deliberately put on a majestic look like a Dharma master, and at the same time reached out to pinch her cheeks, kneading them back and forth like dough.

"The sect rules stated by the Dharma Master are the sect rules."

"It's only a knife."

"Okay, wait for my news."

Moving to the Taoist temple hall, Bai Mo looked at the boxes of each generation of Dharma masters placed here, and there was his own small box in them.

"The Qingyuan Dharma Sect, the seventh generation master, Bai Mo."

Bai Mo recited his "dead" self word by word.

"When I protected her as a corpse, I was already dead."

"...You want me to kill all the corpses of the Dharma and protect the right path through vicissitudes of life, but I am still a human being~"

Inexplicably recalling his past journey of seeking Dharma and practicing cultivation, Bai Mo's hands were covered with countless dead Dharma corpses.

Zombies? A dharma corpse with intelligence? How much love, hatred and resentment... these were all ignored by him.

After adding three sticks of incense to the incense burner, Bai Mo left the hall.

After he left, a vague sigh echoed in the empty and cold hall.

The sun and the moon are both wrong, but it was the early Shang Dynasty.