At noon, north of Blackwater City.

"It's getting better and better..."A strangely dressed man, dressed in a thick strange costume in the summer, wrapped himself tightly, but his chest was slightly exposed, and half of the tattoo was exposed. Walking in the street market in the north of the city, I stopped. I watched the bustling streets around me become more and more bleak because of the war. A smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself.

His left hand was tucked into his sleeve, his five fingers were pinched into mysterious tricks, and he was silently chanting incantations in his heart. After a moment, he jerked his head up, looked ahead, smiled even more, and strode forward.

"The 100-year period is approaching, and there is such a big war as a cover... Oh, everything that the bald donkeys took from the Sprinkler family thirty years ago will definitely be paid for by you a hundred times more blood this time!"

The man laughed wildly in his heart as he walked.

It's been 30 years! Back then, it was also in this Qinshan country that he lost everything. Today, he, too.

Everything is different, though.

Back then, the man was still a monk, and with the lofty status of the West Pole Sect, one of the eight ancient sects of the Tang Dynasty, and the third senior brother of the sixth generation of disciples, when he first set foot on this strange land, he would never have imagined what would happen to him next.

The man pinched the rosary around his neck tightly and sighed. Thirty years later, when I think back to the scene back then, I still feel scared and afraid.

He raised his head, and in the huge street market, he suddenly started running, "Hahaha! The Sprinkle family is here today to put an end to all this with his own hands! What are you afraid of, what are you afraid of!"

He laughed and thought of these crazy thoughts, and at once he ran out of the long street and into a stream, and then slowed down.

Here and Datang's side, these two worlds are different, that's what has always been said. He remembered the questions that had been bothering him for a long time. And the concept of "two different worlds", he still doesn't understand what it means. I guess no one can figure it out.

However, since they are two different worlds, it is very difficult to get in and out anyway.

In other words, then or now, the people who can enter this world are all chosen children.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be proud of his ability.

In the past thirty years, he has been incognito, waiting for the opening of the two worlds this time. In the Tang Dynasty, there was a secret meeting once every ten years between the sects, which was held under the leadership of the royal family, in order to discuss the entry and exit of the two worlds and the issue of personnel. That is, every ten years, this border opens up.

And the thing that opened this so-called boundary is called "Immortal Dust Order". No matter how the dynasty changes, or in the era of the Great Schism, the Immortal Dust Order is in the hands of the mortal royal family.

As for the purpose of sending monks here... When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of the betrayal and framing thirty years ago. Because the purpose ahead is too tempting, it can actually make fellow disciples and brothers, and even Buddhist disciples like them, kill and frame each other.

And he was the one who was killed the most, and he was also the first monk to report the "death" in the hidden catastrophe that year.

Everyone who comes here has the same purpose. It's dark, but it's very, very inviting. Because of man's greed, it becomes darker and more seductive.

He suddenly felt a pang of sorrow that he had now exhausted everything he was looking for, the dark and filthy fruit. But he was quickly relieved, for he already knew that he could not live without the desire that had caused him to fall from the clouds to the bottom. He was going to trample under the feet of all the people who had almost killed him for this purpose, and let them see that what they had always dreamed of was now in my hands!

And this time, the Tang royal family held a secret meeting and used the Immortal Dust Order, which happened to catch up with a hundred-year cycle, and it is said that during the hundred-year cycle, the luck of all monks can be improved.

And he saw this opportunity. "Thirty years of incognito, once the world was shocked." This is his triumphant assessment of himself. He had been planning for five years, eavesdropping on the royal secret meeting ten years earlier. At that time, the first major righteous sect in the Central Plains, the Nine Lotus Sect, had already selected the Daozi, and would be the first to enter here among all the sects.

It took him another ten years, all his energy, all the calculations. After a conspiracy that nearly cost him his life again, he murdered the Daozi of the Nine Lotus Sect. However, "once struck" did not make any alarm happen in the world. He chose to disguise himself as the Daozi of the Nine Lotus Sect, and integrated well into his new identity. After stealing the day, no one knew about it at all. Two months ago, he came here.

While thinking about his masterpiece proudly, he walked slowly by the stream.

There is a legend about the Immortal Dust Order, which is to worship the lotus flower, which can bring good luck to the monks in the other world. The lotus flower is a token of the Tang monks in the other world. The man thought about the last time he came here, maybe he hadn't worshiped the lotus. So when he came here two months ago, after arranging all the things he was going to do clearly, he went to the six lotus ponds of Qinshan Country to worship the lotus. Now he still has a red lotus petal in his pocket.

He was now rushing to the big bud capital of the city of Blackwater City, to the last lotus pond that he hadn't worshipped yet.

On the other side of the creek ahead, an imposing building caught his eye. This is the yamen in the north of Heishui City, where all cases and disputes in the north city are resolved. The building is very magnificent, he still remembers that when he came to Qinshan Kingdom thirty years ago, although it was not in Blackwater City, but the city was in tatters, and it was not as good as what he saw in front of him now.

Thinking of this Beicheng Yamen, he suddenly recalled an incident he had overheard when he passed there two days ago.

A month ago, the body of an old man was found in the lotus bush known as the "Ten Thousand Lotus Ponds". The corpse was smiling, his face was as usual, and he even had been in the water for a few days, as well as his original body temperature.

He was shot through the heart with an arrow. The arrow had shot so accurately through his heart that it had come out of his back and into the lake, where it was now nowhere to be seen.

This incident attracted the attention of the yamen at that time, but more than half a month passed, and because there was too little information in hand, almost no one knew about this old man, only that he was a lotus picker and a resident of Tear Island in the lake. I don't know who I've had a holiday with. Half a month has passed, and there has been no progress. It gradually became a mystery, and gradually no one cared about it.

At this time, a boy from Tear Valley, about ten years old, began to run to the yamen to avenge the tragic death of the old man.

The officials saw that the little boy was sincere, and they burst into tears when they talked about the emotion, and they planned to help him at first. I asked him something about the old man, but he found out that the little boy didn't know anything about the old man!

"Before leaving, my mother said that Grandpa Cailian has great kindness to our family, but she didn't say anything specifically... I usually go to talk to him, but he doesn't really care about me, so I don't really know about it... I didn't expect him to be .... Big brother, you can help me, if I catch the murderer, my mother can be blinded......"

Thinking of the pitiful tone of the little boy imitated by the servant, the former disciple of the West Pole Sect only felt funny. The years and sufferings have removed his compassion as a disciple of Buddhism, leaving only a heart of iron and a deep hatred like the sea.

The little boy could not provide useful information, and the officials in the yamen were helpless. But the little boy has been entangled in the Beicheng Yamen since then. From time to time, he appeared like a ghost at the door of the yamen and walked around twice, and when he saw the people in the yamen come out, he went up and stuffed something into his hand—some fruits, cakes, and even copper coins. He stuffed something and ran away, but everyone knew he was asking for something. The people in the yamen had no choice but to ask him who gave him the money, but the little boy did not say;

The man smiled, what a funny thing. Children are good, they can do so much for a person who has no relatives and no reason, and for the words of the deceased mother. I don't know if the Beicheng Yamen has come up with a way.

But none of this has anything to do with him!

When he comes here this time, he will definitely complete his long-standing pursuit, and he will definitely become the first person in the Tang Dynasty to transcend the conventional! Even if the heat is not enough, he will definitely become the peerless genius who has the best chance of winning the immortal path in this life! I want to let all the people who have insulted me in every way be trampled under my feet! Haha...

The man stopped suddenly. It was as if it had touched some strange barrier in the air. His face suddenly became very bad and bad, and his hands trembled violently, but soon became motionless, as if petrified.

Ahead, there is a bridge over Silver Creek in the north of the city. On the shore sat a pair of young boys and girls. Then the boy got up slowly, and the girl lay down under the tree as if she were asleep. The man watched the boy walk towards him, his pupils dilated little by little.

He saw the young man's face, which looked a little ruffian. As soon as the boy raised his hand, a box fell out of his cuff, emitting a strange scent. The boy squatted down and picked it up, looked directly at the motionless man, silently recited something, crossed the contents of the box with two fingers, and smeared a white layer of something unknown on his fingers, the boy gently pinched a trick, and then jerked his fingers above his head.

The man's face changed completely, first with a burst of extreme surprise, and then with regret, fear, and timidity. He saw that the ruffian young man in front of him suddenly turned into the girl who was lying under the tree before, and when he looked closer, his face was delicate, and he was dressed like a noble lady. The next moment, out of nowhere, a huge fist suddenly appeared in the void and smashed into the man's head. Before he could make any thoughts, he fell to the ground.

The boy crouched beside him, clutching a dagger in his hand. And the maiden was still lying under the tree. He put his two fingers on the middle of the man, and his expression became strange. After thinking about it for a while, he finally put down the dagger in his hand. With a spell, he summoned his storage bag from the hole in the man's body, which was already defenseless.

When he opened it, his eyes immediately widened, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.

"His grandmother's... So many good things, my goodness .... Uncle, if I hadn't heard that rumor, I wouldn't have done it. Otherwise, you will die here today, these good things, high-grade spirit stones and the like, all belong to my eldest lady!"

Triumphantly, he pulled his hands out of the storage bag and put it into the storage bag inside himself. Then put the rest back into the man's hole. He said to himself: "You can not kill them, but these treasures are used in exchange for your life, uncle, you are not a loss, right?" Wait a while, call the old man Sen Qian, throw this guy to the country of Hades, and find trouble when the province wakes up!"

"By the way, there is also Lao Sen's super-grade Nan Kelu, who is really powerful! I can be regarded as having seen this guy today. I'll look for him later......"

Under the shade of the tree, the girl slowly woke up here......

"Miss, do you remember what was written in the book about spirit stones? Yes, yes, that thing is a baby! I just cheated a lot of people from a fool at a low price, let's get rich! No, no, no, Miss, your path is bright! Hahahaha......"

———— end of the first volume