The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma?

Chapter 45: Has the Murder Book stopped working?

Jin Miao and Hu Dasheng finally arrived at the entrance of the Third Dharma Palace of the Three Truths.

They bumped into Bai Xiaoxiao, who was sweeping the floor at the door.

They stated their purpose directly.

Bai Xiaoxiao led them to meet Xia Chuan.

Hu Dasheng looked at the burly Xia Chuan and shrank behind his master.

"Master, this person looks really fierce."

Xia Chuan ignored Hu Dasheng's subtle actions, looking at the two of them thoughtfully:

"In other words, you from the Thousand Machines Pavilion came all the way here."

"Is it because your sect leader wants to see Haoguang?"

Xia Chuan stroked his chin.

He naturally knew that the identities of the two people opposite him were genuine.

Aside from the plot he knew, the members of the Thousand Machines Hall were known for being harmless.

However, it should have been Haoguang who encountered them.

Xia Chuan carefully examined the two of them.

Why are they the ones coming to our door now?

Jin Miao nodded, her expression solemn:

"I hope you will grant my request."

Xia Chuan waved his hand casually:

"Why bother? It's not a problem."

He turned and walked into the courtyard, saying without looking back:

"Haoguang will be here soon."

After all, they are a legitimate and prestigious sect, and their ancestors had connections with the Three True Ones.

It is one of the few sects that knows about the past glory of the Three Truths.

If it's a proper visit, why would you say you won't see me?

"Here it comes, here it comes."

Gao Haoguang yawned and walked out of the backyard with Haishan.

His gray spiky hair was a mess, his collar was uneven, and his shoelaces weren't tied properly.

She looked like she had just been dragged out of bed.

"Senior brother, what is it?"

Xia Chuan pointed at the two people opposite him:

"Someone from the Thousand Machines Pavilion has come and says they want to see you."

Gao Haoguang was taken aback:

"The Thousand Machines Pavilion?"

He looked at Jin Miao and Hu Dasheng, and his mind raced.

I don't think I've ever seen them before.

Jin Miao moved closer, curiously examining the gray-haired boy in front of her.

She looked her up and down several times, as if trying to find some mark on her face:

"Are you Gao Haoguang, the successor of the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Order?"

Gao Haoguang was quite surprised: "I am Gao Haoguang."

"Do you know about the same month's ruling animal?"

His brow furrowed slightly.

Based on the era of Wang Baxianjun, it is speculated that the Tongyue Order has not been activated for almost a thousand years.

Besides the Three Truths, is there anyone else who knows about this?

Jin Miao raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on her lips:

"It seems he really is the successor of this generation."

It seems the person the curator is looking for is this disheveled young man.

She took out a magic talisman from her sleeve.

Gao Haoguang had never seen the shape of that talisman before.

There were no runes on the paper, only fine concentric circles.

A supernatural symbol I've never seen before.

The golden magic power was infused, and the talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.

She explained to the crowd, "This is the communication talisman of my Thousand Machines Pavilion."

Please wait a moment.

Thousands of miles away.

Thousand Machines Hall.

An owl is perched on the windowsill.

There was a magic talisman pasted on its forehead.

It was the same type of communication talisman as the one in Jin Miao's hand.

It had its eyes closed and remained motionless, like a wooden sculpture.

Suddenly, the talisman lit up.

The owl suddenly opened its eyes, its pupils emitting a ghostly green light in the darkness.

"Has Jinmiao found the successor of the Three True Ones?"

It spread its wings, jumped down from the windowsill, and landed on a long table piled with drawings and scrolls, not even bothering to kick over an inkstone with its claws.

"Connect me quickly!"

The Three True Dharma Palaces.

Jin Miao nodded and began to circulate her magical power.

The burned-out talisman did not turn into ashes and dissipate, but instead condensed into a phantom in mid-air.

The phantom was initially blurry, just a hazy ball of light, then it quickly solidified, shrank, and took shape.

To the astonishment of Gao Haoguang and Hai Shan, an owl appeared before them.

Her eyes were big and round, with gray-blue pupils, staring unblinkingly at everyone.

Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Wow—"

Xia Chuan also looked at the other person with great curiosity.

With the [Lord of the Underworld], he will be able to see souls directly.

This owl has no physical aura; it is a highly condensed spiritual force.

They were fixed in mid-air by some kind of ingenious magic.

Is this the opponent's supernatural power?

The owl's gaze swept over the crowd, and its voice came from its slightly opening beak:

"Are you all disciples of the Three True Ones?"

Everyone agreed.

The owl shook its head from side to side, its gaze lingering on each person's face for a moment before settling on Gao Haoguang.

It tilted its head, its two dark green pupils widening slightly, as if confirming something.

"Gray hair, dull-looking—you're Gao Haoguang?"

"The successor to the same lunar cycle in this generation?"

Gao Haoguang nodded, puzzled.

"I am Gao Haoguang."

The owl nodded, turned its neck once, and then turned it again.

Then, it lowered its head slightly, tapped its feet in mid-air, and fluffed up its feathers.

The owl looked at Gao Haoguang with a mixture of shyness and anticipation:

"Then, have you ever heard the Immortal Lord speak of my story?"

Gao Haoguang shook his head blankly.

The expectant light in the owl's big eyes gradually dimmed.

It sighed, a soft and drawn-out sigh carrying an indescribable sense of loss:

"Yeah?"

Is it not time yet?

Or did the immortal lord simply not say anything?

The owl shook its head, as if trying to shake off those thoughts.

It raised its head again, and its voice returned to its previous clear tone:

"My name is Wumingzi, and I am the current head of the Thousand Machines Pavilion."

"I have come to meet you at the behest of the first master of the museum a thousand years ago."

Gao Haoguang raised an eyebrow: "The first Master?"

People from a thousand years ago are looking for themselves?

His mind raced, and a guess popped into his head:

"Your first master was...?"

Wumingzi nodded: "Our sect's founder."

"That is the Three True Patriarchs—"

She paused, emphasizing each word:

"The Eternal Immortal Lord of All Dharmas, Jiang Mingzi."

The courtyard was quiet for a moment.

Hai Shan's eyes widened: "So that's how it is?"

The Thousand Machines Hall, one of the top sects, actually has such a connection with the Three Truths.

Hai Shan was overjoyed, and his mind began to race.

Those three are destined to meet at the Thousand Machine Hall.

Haishan and Sanzhen are destined to be together.

Doesn't that mean Hai Shan is destined to be associated with the Thousand Machines Pavilion?

He silently made a mental note of it.

Gao Haoguang was also quite surprised, his gaze falling on the same month's token at his waist:

"Wang Ba Xian Jun, he actually does human things?"

His tone carried an unreal, dazed quality.

Besides the Three True Ones in the Same Month Order, does the Eight Immortals Lord actually have another trick up his sleeve?

"Um?"

The nameless owl suddenly turned its head, its gray-blue pupils locking onto Gao Haoguang.

"What did you say?"

Gao Haoguang quickly corrected himself, straightening his back ramrod straight: "I meant the patriarch."

"Our ancestor was wise and powerful, far-sighted, and planned for a thousand years, which is admirable."

Wumingzi stared at him for two seconds, his gaze carrying a sense of tolerance that said, "I heard it, but I don't want to make a fuss about it."

Gao Haoguang wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly changed the subject:

"The Patriarch invited the Thousand Machines Pavilion to find us now. What is the problem?"

Nowadays, Sanzhen has only a few cats and kittens.

Gao Haoguang himself was only a minor supernatural being who had recently broken through to a higher level.

Bai Xiaoxiao has just touched the threshold of the intermediate supernatural power, while Miao Qingqing and Huang Erguo are still struggling with the minor supernatural power.

With this configuration, it wouldn't even make a ripple in the world of supernatural powers.

Wumingzi's expression turned serious, and his tone suddenly became solemn:

"There is a powerful magical corpse that recently recovered from severe injuries."

"It comes from a thousand years ago, from the same era as the Immortal Lord."

"Back then, I don't know how I escaped from the Immortal Lord's grasp, I only had time to strike the Three True Pursuit of the Void Seal."

Gao Haoguang stared in disbelief: "Huh?"

He glanced down at the same month's token at his waist, then looked up at the nameless man:

"But there's no movement on the scroll that the patriarch gave me, is there?"

The scroll was engraved with six Sky-Chasing Seals, one of which belonged to Zhao Yan; the other five had not yet been activated.

Logically, as long as the tracking seal senses the target's aura, the scroll will automatically react once it has finished charging.

The nameless one nodded, and the owl's wings slightly opened and then closed:

"That's exactly why I found you."

Her eyes narrowed, and the eerie green light in her pupils deepened.

"Because for some reason, the Three True Sky-Chasing Seals left by the Immortal Lord sometimes appear and sometimes disappear."

Gao Haoguang: "Huh?"

Is there something wrong with the murder warrant that Jiang Mingzi gave her?

His mind started to sluggish.

The Sky-Chasing Mark is a magical mark personally placed by Jiang Mingzi. As long as the target exists, the mark will not disappear.

This is the method of the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the World; how could it possibly be sometimes present and sometimes absent?

Wumingzi nodded, as if confirming his confusion:

"If I'm not mistaken, that guy's awakened innate divine power is extremely strange."

"He can even transform himself between the living and the dead."