Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 758 The Summoning of Heroic Spirits by the Old Celestial Master and Uncle Nine [Requesting R

"Judging from your cultivation level, you are only a short distance away from attaining immortality."

Why does this power seem so unfamiliar? It doesn't seem like someone who has been accustomed to it for hundreds of years.

Zhang Zhiwei's heart stirred, and he gave a bitter smile: "Grandmaster, you may not know this, but you are trapped by the restrictions of my world and the Celestial Master's Mansion's inheritance."

"Haha, that's easy."

Zhang Daoling laughed heartily, pointed a finger, and began drawing a talisman on the old Celestial Master's forehead.

"This is the [Breaking Restriction Talisman], which is specifically designed to break all kinds of restrictions. I have already implanted it into your consciousness."

"Go back and use your divine sense to copy it in your own soul."

"I have already transmitted the mental techniques, formulas, and methods of adaptation to your mind."

With your comprehension, you'll quickly grasp it.

"As for the reasons of heaven and earth..."

"Don't worry, as far as I know, there is also an incarnation of the Father God in your world."

"The Father God may have some plans; just wait patiently."

The old celestial master's heart stirred: "Father God?"

“That’s right.” Zhang Daoling showed an expression of admiration. “All of us billions of gods and Buddhas were created by the Father God.”

"This miniature world is vast and boundless; it is the paradise that the Father God created for us."

"Your arena is nothing more than a subordinate small world, one of the billions of arenas in the Void Battlefield. It's not even a minor world."

The old Celestial Master was utterly shocked upon hearing this, and repeatedly exclaimed in astonishment:

"My vision is still too narrow."

"Truly possessing boundless supernatural powers, his cultivation is immeasurably high!"

A look of longing appeared in the old celestial master's eyes.

The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, including Zhang Lingyu, who had been watching the Old Celestial Master closely from the stands, were experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions.

The Wudang Taoist priest Wang Ye and others, Zhang Chulan's team and others, and people from Zhao Fangxu's company were all shocked to hear this.

They all realized that this must be referring to Chen Hong himself, who had caused a series of major changes.

They couldn't help but speculate that Chen Hong must be the reincarnation of some powerful figure, or have countless clones projected into countless worlds.

After all, in mythology, these are all routine operations for the gods and powerful beings.

The more I think about it, the more unfathomable it seems.

Young people, in particular, are wildly imagining things.

On the contrary, the older ones are more passionate, not as cunning as them, nor as unconventional in their thinking, and they don't think too much.

In any case, they are not people they can afford to offend.

Just treat that man like a god.

Even the old Taoist priests of famous Taoist mountains such as Longhu and Wudang were wondering whether they should put that man's portrait in the main hall.

Anyway, whoever is powerful and has a strong affinity for offerings will be worshipped.

They are also flexible and adaptable, focusing on taking advantage of any benefits without ever wasting their own resources.

Zhang Daoling was unaware that his rebellious junior disciple was plotting to move him to a different position. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care, believing that his otherworldly counterpart, who had ascended to immortality, wouldn't have any objections.

The two old Taoist priests, Zhang Daoling and Zhang Zhiwei, walked and talked as they went, traversing the pristine landscape of green mountains, clear waters, and deep pools, heading towards the distance.

Not far from them, a pair of Taoist priests were also on their way, occasionally using compasses to search for auspicious burial sites.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Grandmaster, look at this great dragon! It's flawless and incredibly spiritual. If you were to add the finishing touches to its eyes, it would practically take flight!" "This place is truly blessed by heaven, blessed with extraordinary beauty and vitality, and immeasurably precious!"

A Taoist priest with gray hair, wearing a Taoist hat and a yellow Taoist robe, holding a compass in one hand and a Five Emperors Coin Sword in the other, his eyebrows forming a straight line, was excitedly talking to another Taoist priest next to him.

The old man with the eyebrow is none other than the famous Uncle Nine.

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow in the audience of Corpse Brother looked at Uncle Nine on the field and remained silent for a long time.

"My account was hacked?"

"How come there's a pirated version of myself on stage?"

The colleagues from the Corpse Dance Alliance, including Grandpa Ni, Saint, and Master Denghai, kept glancing at Uncle Nine and Master Yimei.

For a time, it was impossible to tell who was plagiarizing whom.

I couldn't help but find it interesting, so I paid more attention to Uncle Nine.

The Taoist priest beside Uncle Nine had an otherworldly air about him, with his hair styled in a topknot. He looked even younger than Uncle Nine, wearing a purple feather robe, a divine seal and jade badge at his waist, a flowing golden bell in his hand, and a golden tiger talisman on his body.

This naturally refers to Mao Ying, the Great Mao Lord among the Three Mao True Lords.

Similarly, Uncle Nine used the Holy Grail ritual to summon Mao Ying from the Little Garden.

As for Mao Ying, the patriarch of the Heavenly Court in Uncle Nine's world, he was driven out of that universe along with the other gods of the Heavenly Court after he had resolved the troubles of the Pangu Clan, and his consciousness returned to his original body.

Mao Ying shook the golden bell, and as she walked, the jade pendant and gold ornament jingled as she walked.

We've long been accustomed to this beautiful and pristine environment.

Instead, they began to pay attention to the aura of Uncle Nine, his adopted disciple and grand-disciple.

"Your aura is so ghostly, hmm... and you even have the aura of authority from the underworld."

"You've become one of the Ten Kings of Hell?"

Uncle Nine chuckled: "I am not talented, but I have been appreciated by the Supreme Emperor (referring to Chen Hong, who is called the Supreme Emperor because he controls the Heavenly Court and the Underworld behind the scenes and follows the path of all gods returning to the Supreme Emperor). I have been promoted from the position of Yama King's reserve officer."

He is currently Yama, one of the Ten Kings of Hell, in charge of the Great Hell of Crying and the Sixteen Lesser Hells of Heart-Piercing.

Fortunately, the underworld has now completed a comprehensive technological and information-based transformation, making it extremely efficient at handling trivial matters.

After the Book of Heaven, Earth, and Man were merged into the Book of the World, the Book of Life and Death, which was separated out, was linked to the underground management system of the Book of the World, making it extremely efficient.

The speed at which information about reincarnation and the soul is processed is extremely fast.

The Underworld Internet, Magical Mobile Phones, Underworld Flying Cars, Maglev High-Speed ​​Railway on the Road to the Underworld, and the Bridge of Helplessness provide direct access, making transportation extremely convenient.

All the halls and departments are fully staffed and have all the required positions, so I don't have to worry too much, and there are far fewer miscellaneous tasks.

When I have a moment of peace, I still like to return to Lingzhuang in Renjia Town, to experience the simple life of ordinary people.

Mao Ying understood and encouraged him, "Since you have this destiny and are valued by the Father God, then do your best. This is the right path of the gods, and it is enough to protect you through countless eons."

In the eyes of Mao Ying and other god-slayers like Chen Hong, the gods and Buddhas of the miniature garden, it was only natural that the great Father God would incarnate in billions, project into countless worlds, and leave behind legends.

Regardless of the world, the Father God is still the Father God, and is the most respected being in their hearts.

Uncle Nine wasn't surprised by Mao Ying's reaction. As the King of Hell, he knew quite a bit and understood that the person in front of him was not their world's ancestor.

However, for someone as upright and somewhat stubborn as Uncle Nine, no matter which patriarch it is, as long as it is the Three Mao True Lords, they are all the patriarchs of their Maoshan Sect.

As the two walked, they encountered another pair of Taoist priests.

Uncle Nine, Mao Ying, the Old Celestial Master, Zhang Daoling.

The four old Taoist priests stared at each other, bewildered. (End of Chapter)