CHAPTER XLVI

Famous mountain treasure temple, there are still a lot of mustard seeds in Sumeru, but most of them have been covered with dust.

Seeing Mu Chen retract the three 'Star Domes', Honghe sighed and asked

"Is there no clue?"

"Well, all traces have been erased, and even the scriptures and Buddha statues are hard to find."

Looking at the Buddha country of this scale, I think that there were more than 10,000 Buddhist cultivators at that time. disappears, and where can it disappear to?

Mu Chen's eyes drooped slightly, and he squinted

"It's ......"

"What? What's wrong? ”

Hirowa looked around puzzled, but didn't find anything wrong. Mu Chen pointed to his ear and asked

"Can't you hear it? This flute? ”

"Flute?"

Honghe closed his eyes and concentrated, but in time, there was no way to hear the flute that Mu Chen said. The corners of Mu Chen's mouth were lightly raised, the other party's methods were so clever, I am afraid that he was proficient in the methods of the dark plane, far beyond what he could imagine now.

This sound, which sounded like sound, was neither an ordinary sound wave nor a channel interference. The loop is directly constructed through the dark plane, and in an invisible position, Mu Chen is already in a state of dependence......

"It looks like they want to invite me to meet. In this case, while I am going, you can find out the specific star position of this insect bridge here, and then how the energy source supply is realized, which may also be a part of our neglect. ”

"Okay."

The figure turned into a streamer, and Mu Chen followed the direction of the flute, flying over the peaks, rivers, and beaches. It is already the speed of breaking through the sound barrier, in this world of visual distance. But at this point, the border is still missing.

Mu Chen stopped his figure and looked around at the position of the surroundings, the sun at the zenith had not changed the nature of the region at all during this time.

"Hmm...... The folding, dislocation, of space has reached such a point. However, this kind of dislocation cannot exist in reality, just as the void cannot affect reality on a large scale. Well, here it isβ€”"

"The Buddha kingdom built by the power of the void can be returned to the eyes of the Lord of the Star Casting."

Suddenly, an elegant tone came into Mu Chen's ears. The vast Buddha light that followed it, the floating figure. At first glance, it is extravagant and compelling, sacred and cannot be desecrated, and then it is seen that there is a posture of a master outside the world who floats out of the dust and hides the end of the world.

"Yu Muchen, I haven't consulted the Venerable Buddha yet."

"Under the end of the Dharma for a thousand eons, there is a Venerable Buddha name, how to say, in the next is just to look at the defender. If you want to call ...... Let's call it Xia Wei Tuo. ”

The other party called himself Wei Tuo, Mu Chen thought about it, but he really didn't guess the identity of the other party, just because this Wei Tuo has a lot of uses in Buddhist scriptures, Mu Chen himself has a general understanding, and it is difficult for him to speculate on his identity based on this word.

"Well, His Holiness can see where I came from, why?"

"I'm fortunate enough to have met the previous Lord of the Star Casting, and I'm deeply impressed by this Star-Burning Method."

Mu Chen's slightly frowning appearance fell into Wei Tuo's eyes, only to see him bow down and salute, one hand slid sideways, and a golden halo passed through.

In an instant, the scenery between the whole heaven and earth was reversed, and when it was clear, the two of them had already stopped on the top of a mountain.

"You may be seated."

Mu Chen sat down cautiously and looked up at this rare and strange celestial phenomenon. Black and white mingle the sky, but there is no clear dividing line.

The gray interlacing, the deep casualness makes people want to find out.

After waiting for a while, Wei Dao slowly asked

"I wonder how many years the donor has inherited this star-casting soul?"

"About a year or so."

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Although his expression was not moving, it was obvious that Mu Chen could feel the aura on the other party's body churning fiercely for a moment.

On one side, the footsteps gradually approached, and I saw two little novices walking over with boiling water, tea sets, and tea leaves. They respectfully placed their things on the stone table, and then bowed and retired.

Wei Tuo smoothly placed the tea set, warmed the cup, threw the tea, brewed, and made the soup. Then he poured the tea soup from the sea of tea into Mu Chen's teacup and asked

"Do you know how many years it took Pan Yan to reach the level of this star-burning method?"

"The Star Dome is just igniting Yu's own blood as a star core, which has increased its power and has more control than the Blazing Star used before, and it doesn't feel any different."

"Sixteen thousand years."

The unbelievable time made Mu Chen not know how to answer for a while. 16,000 years of time to learn and understand. Mu Chen can't judge whether Pan Yan's qualifications are a stone, but since he is a woman who can raise Pan Zhen, he shouldn't be a fool.

Then, Mu Chen can do it in a year, and the reason why the other party can't do it.

"In this regard, Yu is mentally prepared."

"Amitabha."

After singing the Buddha's name, Wei Dao took a sip of tea, and his eyes showed admiration. He paused, then spoke

"What does the donor want to know about this corpse Nagar?"

"I want to ask His Holiness, does His Holiness know about this outside world?"

The tea is fragrant, but it is astringent and difficult to eat, Mu Chen took a sip and put down the teacup. Wei Dao sighed and said

"It's not much, but it's also learned through international communication. It is rumored that an alien civilization has come to invade, right? ”

"Yes, the Styx Galaxy, the Dark Nebula. Another civilization under the radiation of the Kamigawa civilization, led by Karl, the god of death. ”

Wei Tuo listened to Mu Chen's words, but suddenly smiled.

"It's vain."

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Sure enough, Mu Chen understood the other party's thoughts. Because Mu Chen himself thought the same when he knew the news.

"War is the most inefficient method of diplomacy, and if the other side really has the military technology and combat power to crush it, there is no need to fight an unnecessary war."

After a brief silence, Wei said. But compared to the sharp words that broke the point, Mu Chen cared more about the other party's speculation, and he lowered his head and looked at the tea in his hand.

"What does His Holiness think is the purpose of the other party?"

"What kind of character is the Grim Reaper in the donor's impression?"

The Grim Reaper, whether it was Pan Zhen, Tucker, or it, gave Mu Chen the impression of being withdrawn, cunning, and gloomy. But these three words do not mean that he is a barbarian without reason and logic.

On the contrary, he should be a wise and slick character.

"It is rumored that he came from the Super Seminary and is one of the close disciples of the principal, so he must be a person who is very loyal to scientific research."

This is a part of Mu Chen's idle records from Dukao and using Rena's authority. Although it was only a trivial matter, judging from the fanaticism with which the Super Seminary was able to raise hundreds of scientific topics in the thousand years of the Angel Nebula, this person's enthusiasm for science definitely surpassed that of a large number of people.

"So, what can such a person win by taking advantage of this war?"