Fu Qingjun was speechless.

This historically renowned professor was quite famous; he was a meticulous old scholar who had even appeared on numerous history programs, possessing extensive professional knowledge.

But…

Mister, don’t be led astray by these netizens.

Yet, the matter was indeed… a coincidence.

It made him almost feel that the Buddhist sect was represented by his silly hair tuft.

“They can discuss all they want, but there’s no need to pay any attention.”

He narrowed his eyes, looking in another direction, “Qingshi Town is the main target since it’s currently the most important, a window for civilization to the outside world.”

Fu Qingjun knew how to weigh the importance of these matters.

Although he was hiding his identity in Du Guan Town, it was time for this world to get a glimpse of prehistoric mythology, after all, the Jiaxia Era did truly exist.

This planet indeed had a prehistoric, ultra-miniature ant civilization history!

…

Qingshi Town.

As an Ancestral Witch Town, it gradually gained significant status.

However, Qingshi Town also had a train stop, where passengers occasionally disembarked.

The townspeople all practiced Buddhism, experiencing a tenfold increase in speed.

However, in the face of these slow-moving outsiders, the villagers had to pretend to move slowly.

Initially, it was uncomfortable.

But as they practiced and mastered the Martial Dao, perfectly controlling their bodies, they gradually adapted over time, and ordinary people couldn’t notice anything unusual.

At this moment,

Under the tree, two villagers were playing chess at the village entrance.

“It’s unimaginable, Immortals of the fourth realm possess such great power. Unfortunately, we Buddhas, after reincarnation, are merely Little Novice Monks, struggling.” An old teacher said bitterly.

“In this lifetime, on the mortal world, a genius emerged in the small Cloud Heaven Sect, sweeping the world, shaking all the major celestial sects. How could such a peerless monster appear in this world, perhaps capable of treading the emperor’s path, eventually attaining enlightenment and ascending to the Celestial Palace?” another big-bellied, elderly man also playing chess replied.

Their villagers, on the whole, had average potential.

Even becoming a Great Witch and reaching the first and second realms was tremendously difficult.

After all, those truly gifted had already cultivated the Martial Dao; why would they stay behind in this village, living as the elderly and infirm?

Out of eight hundred ordinary villagers, managing to have one reach the third realm was already commendable!

As such, they could only witness era after era of myths, one prodigious talent after another rising.

In Qingshi Town, the long-lived species would watch the world change.

Yet, there was an enormous stroke of luck.

“In ancient times, Nuwa created humans and secluded herself on Nuwa Mountain. I once wanted to visit, but couldn’t find a way in.” said one elder playing chess.

“Alas, we mortals, how can we possibly see such a saintly being, creator of the myriad beings, reshaper of heaven and earth?” the scholar said, “We should obediently reincarnate, becoming part of the mortal world life cycle.”

“Those Earth Immortals of the great sects, they all guard against our Buddha reincarnations, making it very difficult for us to join,” the chess-playing elder said, “They all check if there’s latent wisdom from past lives on top of the head.”

Nearby, Li Jihao, who got off the train wearing a trench coat and passing by quietly, listened to this scene, feeling both alarmed and shocked.

What bizarre topics were these two elders discussing over chess?

Their black, curly hair leaning at their foreheads, looked somewhat like…

Two Buddhas!

Especially that plump elder, who appeared so endearing that, paired with the hairstyle, faintly reminded him of Maitreya Buddha.

“Is this some kind of cheap con, a down-market scam? Are these two crazed dreamers, or are there truly Immortals from mythology hiding here and playing chess?”

Li Jihao squinted his eyes, continuously observing.

Previously, as the deputy gang leader in the Ten Blades Association, he was injured by a Mechanical Martial Artist from the Austria Kingdom and went to Miao Chun Hall to find Physician Baiyu, barely saving his life.

However, the aftereffects were severe.

He recuperated for a month without recovering his spirits, even suffering a bladder rupture, needing to squat to use the restroom.

“Could they be two conmen?”

Li Jihao hesitated internally, quietly saying, “However, judging by their movements, there indeed seems to be something peculiar, as if they’re intentionally holding back.”

As a Martial Arts Strong Person, he naturally could discern this.

However, what they spoke about was too outrageous.

This world was obviously the Martial Arts World, though there existed the strongest terrestrial creatures capable of rooftop leaping, there absolutely were no Immortals.

Nuwa, celestial doors, ascension, celestial courts…

Various Immortal Techniques?

He continued observing the elders under the tree, listening to their conversation…

Gradually, he became uneasy.

Clearly it was everyday chitchat, yet they were discussing the entire world’s celestial door formation, which sect’s genius had subdued what divine beast, refined what dragon, concocted what Immortal Pill…

Absurd!

Utterly absurd!!

In the past, the elders of the Jianghu (martial world) were not unheard of, discussing Jianghu martial arts, and the various schools’ travels in the Jianghu. However, the appearance had suddenly shifted into something entirely different.

“Are there real Immortals?” As someone educated in New World Knowledge, Li Jihao found himself losing composure hearing this.

“Have you heard, the Buddha, through a hundred lives of enlightenment, buried a hundred bodies in a Buddha’s tomb, yet the amassed murderous aura is gradually creating sentience… transforming into a demon?” one elder said.

“Exactly, the demon, reportedly the conglomerate of chaotic murderous intentions from living beings, evolving from malicious thoughts, is immortal and eternal, ravaging living beings, possibly heralding great disasters upon heaven and earth.”

In the next moment, these two conversing elders played chess increasingly fast, turning into blurry afterimages.

“Gibberish!!”

The speed of their conversation also sharply increased, becoming a noisy cacophony.

Li Jihao watched, utterly dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, half a minute had passed and they completed their chess game.

The elders then stood up, ghost-like coming before him.

“Ten Blades Association, Li Jihao?” an elder indifferently spoke.

Li Jihao nodded, hesitantly asking, “You know me?”

“The Ten Blades Association of Du Guan Town crushed one head of Miao Chun Hall, seizing control of the train station’s say-so; your name is renowned, Li Jihao. All the surrounding villagers are aware,” the plump elder said, patting his belly.

“You suffered a bladder injury a few days ago.”

An elder hesitated, taking out a winged long snake, smiling and saying:

“The two of us are reincarnations of ancient Great Witch Buddhas, please don’t tell outsiders here in Qingshi Town. This Feathered Serpent can substitute your bladder, and we offer it to you for our meeting.”

“…..”

Li Jihao was perplexed.

But quickly, the elder taught him how to make the replacement, and Li Jihao was utterly stunned.

I finally don’t need to squat to pee? I can actually stand up now.

However, with this thing installed inside my body…

There’s an indescribable sense of oddity.

When had he ever witnessed such a spectacle!!

Suddenly, this deputy of the Ten Blades Association was thoroughly convinced, this was the descent of two Immortals, his heavenly destiny.

Thud!

He immediately knelt down, “I beseech the two Buddhas to accept me as a disciple!”

The two elders exchanged a glance, a barely noticeable smile passing between them.

The villagers of Qingshi Town were generally of average aptitude.

Thus, they set their sights on some passing martial artists, hoping they would join them.

To spread Buddhism, shave heads, and bring them into the fold, this was the great wish of these devout believers at present.

As the saying goes:

In the heavens of White Moon Capital, with five cities and twelve towers, celestial beings caress my head, revealing the path to immortality!

Moreover, it is said that a message had come from above, that the various heroes of the Ten Blades Association needed special attention, and absolutely must be made to shave their heads and join the sect, giving them a new identity.

To have brought in such a high-level figure, a Second-in-Command of the Ten Blades Association, surely was a great achievement.

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