Nezha followed Gu Changqing and flew on Wind-Fire Wheels for a long time before arriving at a Mining Star in the northwest Forty-Third Star Domain.
Mining Star is not big, only tens of thousands of miles in diameter, and its surface is full of pits and pits made of waste mines.
The two people landed on the outskirts of the largest town in Mining Star.
The town is called Iron Anchor City, a low-level settlement that relies on mining to make a living. The population is less than three million, and they are all mortals with pitifully low Cultivation and Loose Cultivators who are in the Qi training stage.
As soon as it landed, Nezha smelled something wrong.
"Master, the concentration of Vow Power here is wrong."
He sniffed, with a strange expression on his face.
"Vow Power exists, but the direction is reversed. The normal Vow Power should go up and merge into the Incense Offerings channel. The Vow Power here is drilling underground."
Gu Changqing didn't say anything and glanced towards the town.
The central square of Iron Anchor City was crowded with people, and the three floors inside and outside were packed with people.
The two people changed their costumes and blended into the crowd.
Gu Changqing put on a layer of Illusion Spell for himself. When others looked at him, they would just think that he was an ordinary middle-aged man with a dusty outer robe, making him unremarkable.
Nezha also accepted Wind-Fire Wheels and Fire-Tipped Spear, shrunk into the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy, squatting on the edge of the crowd and looking inside.
A three-foot-high wooden platform was built in the middle of the square.
There were seven or eight people in white robes standing on the stage. There was a golden circular emblem embroidered on the front of the white robe. Inside the emblem was an open palm with a Stars painted on the center of the palm.
The logo of Origin Temple.
The leader, a middle-aged man with a loud voice, was tapping the stage and yelling at the people below.
"Dear fellow villagers, this is a rare opportunity. Lord Gu Changqing, the Lord of the Firmament, cares about all the people in the world and has specially sent us, Origin Envoys, to spread the Dharma in the lower realms. This set of Pure Origin Cultivation Technique is the spiritual method taught by Master Gu Changqing. After practicing it, all diseases will be avoided and your life will be prolonged. You only need three hundred Vow Power Points to exchange for one volume."
"Three hundred Vow Power Points per roll!" Someone shouted below, "It's too expensive. My family of five saved for half a year to save five hundred."
"Expensive? Brother, think about it, this is Cultivation Technique, the direct descendant of the master of the Firmament. You can't buy it for 30,000 yuan outside."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he waved his hand, and a light and shadow appeared in the air behind him.
In the light and shadow is a full-length image of a person.
Nezha The moment he saw the light and shadow clearly, he almost bit his tongue.
That's Gu Changqing.
In other words, an almost identical Gu Changqing.
The person in the light and shadow is wearing the same clothes as the real Gu Changqing, standing in the same posture, and the neutral expression on his face is 80% to 90% similar to the real Gu Changqing.
The fake Gu Changqing in the light and shadow opened his mouth to speak.
"People of Myriad Worlds, I, the Lord of Gu Changqing, the Firmament Realm, today send down Edict and give you a Pure Origin Cultivation Technique. I hope you will practice diligently and live up to my expectations."
The sound is similar too.
The tone is similar too.
Nezha squatted in the crowd, the expression on his face changed from shock to an indescribable weirdness.
He secretly turned his head to see the real Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing was standing next to him. Illusion Spell couldn't see anything on his ordinary face, except that the corners of his mouth were slightly crooked.
"Master." Nezha lowered his voice.
"Hmm."
"The fake you they made has a wrong mouth shape when you speak, and you usually don't talk so much nonsense."
"Do you think it looks like it?"
Nezha took another look at the fake Gu Changqing in the shadow.
"It looks similar, but it's a bit fake. You don't usually talk about me."
"What else?"
"The eyes are wrong. You don't usually look at people so straightly. You like to look over the rim of the bowl."
Gu Changqing glanced at Nezha.
"You are observing very carefully."
"That's not nonsense. I've been following you for so long."
The stage was still performing hard, but the people below had already begun to line up. One by one, they pressed their hands on a black stone tablet beside the stage. The stone tablet would absorb the Vow Power from their bodies, and then the man in white robes on the stage handed them a roll of yellowed Bamboo Slips.
Nezha looked at it for a while and couldn't help it anymore.
"Master, what is that crappy Cultivation Technique they sell?"
"Feel the Magic Power fluctuations in those Bamboo Slips yourself."
Nezha closed his eyes and sensed two breaths, and his face changed.
"It's empty. There is no complete Cultivation Technique in those Bamboo Slips. It's just a few messy formulas. If you practice them, you might become obsessed."
"Hmm."
"These grandsons." Nezha clenched his fists, "Even if Vow Power deceives the people at the bottom, what they are selling is still harmful."
Gu Changqing was in no hurry to take action.
His attention was not on the white-robed men on the stage, but on the ground below the square.
Thirty feet deep under the platform, there is a Formation buried.
The structure of Formation is consistent with the system description, the energy core of Quasi-Immortal Emperor level, but the technique is rough and there are a lot of structural defects.
Formation is guiding the Vow Power exported by the people deeper into the ground, connecting it to other Star Domain through a hidden transmission channel.
There is an entire network where Vow Power intercepts traffic, and Iron Anchor City is just one of the nodes.
"System, the terminal of that transmission channel."
"Ding, tracking, the terminal is located at Forty-First Star Domain Cangwu Star, which is the same location as the previously detected interception terminal."
"How many people are on Cangwu Star?"
"Ding, it is impossible to detect accurately remotely, but based on the size of Vow Power transmitted through the channel, the number of the other party's organization is no less than 800."
Eight hundred people, scattered in sixteen Star Domains, with dozens of people in each Star Domain, wiped out more than 70,000 Divine Statues.
Gu Changqing withdrew his perception and looked towards the stage.
The performance continued, and another group of people lined up.
Nezha could no longer squat, and the Wind-Fire Wheels light under his feet was flickering.
"Master, do it?"
"No rush."
"Let me ask a few questions first."
Gu Changqing walked out of the crowd, Illusion Spell was still hanging on, and walked towards the wooden platform step by step.
The people in line got out of the way, thinking that he was also going to redeem Cultivation Technique.
The middle-aged man on the stage saw him coming and smiled professionally.
"Brother, are you here to redeem Pure Origin Cultivation Technique? You are lucky, you are the last batch today."
Gu Changqing stood under the stage, looking up at him.
"Let me ask you something."
"You said."
"Who gave you your Cultivation Technique?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but his smile did not change.
"Of course it is passed down from Master Gu Changqing himself."
"What does Master Gu Changqing look like? Have you seen him?"
"Of course we have seen it before. We Origin Envoys were all personally received by Your Majesty." The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty personally passed Cultivation Technique to us so that we could come down to save the people."
"Really?"
Gu Changqing took off Illusion Spell from his body.
The dusty camouflage spread like mist, revealing the real face underneath.
The middle-aged man on the stage still had a smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth were falling.
He looked at the fake Gu Changqing in the light and shadow on the stage, and then looked at the real Gu Changqing standing under the stage.
The two faces overlap each other, one is real and the other is fake, clearly visible at a glance.
The middle-aged man made a dry growl in his throat.
The people in the square also saw it.
First, a few people in the front row recognized the face, and then the buzz spread like a tide.
"Is that the Lord of the Firmament?"
"Which one is true, true or false?"
"The one off stage looks exactly like Divine Statue in town, but the one on stage doesn't seem right."
The faces of several people in white robes on the stage have turned pale.
Nezha jumped out from the crowd, Wind-Fire Wheels stepped on his feet, and Fire-Tipped Spear pointed at the stage.
"Liars, your master is here, why don't you say hello?"
Behind the middle-aged man, a man in white robe turned and ran away.
Before he even stepped out, a golden light popped out from Gu Changqing's fingertips, covering the entire wooden platform.
All eight men in white robes were frozen in place, unable to move.
Gu Changqing looked at the eight people on the stage who were frozen by the golden light. Their voices were not loud, but everyone in the square could hear them clearly.
"Origin Temple, who asked you to lie to me in front of me?"
None of the eight men in white robes dared to say a word.
Gu Changqing waited for two breaths.
"It's okay not to say anything."
He turned to look at Nezha.
"Take these eight back and hand them over to Yin Jiao for review."
Then his eyes passed through the void above the square and looked farther away.
The direction of Cangwu Star.
"Master." Nezha turned around and shouted while tying the person with a magic rope, "What about the headquarters on Cangwu Star?"
Gu Changqing's Illusion Spell has been reattached, and he turned around and walked out of the square.
"No need to go, Yang Jian has arrived."
Nezha moves for a moment.
"Senior Brother Yang's arm isn't very flexible yet."
"One hand is enough."
Gu Changqing took two steps, suddenly stopped, and looked back at the fake Gu Changqing light and shadow that had not dissipated above the wooden platform.
The face in the light and shadow still maintained its majestic posture, with its lips slightly open, as if it wanted to say something.
Gu Changqing stared at that face for two breaths.
"High-Dimensional Holographic Disguise." He murmured to himself in a very soft voice, "This technique is not something that just anyone can master."
Nezha finished tying up the last man in white robe and dragged eight people over.
"Master What did you say?"
Gu Changqing did not answer.
His fingers made a secret in his sleeves, and a very thin golden thread flew out from his fingertips, passed through the void, and plunged into the fake Gu Changqing light and shadow.
The light and shadow flickered.
Then it shattered from the inside and turned into countless tiny light spots floating away.
After the light spot dissipated, a black Chip the size of a fingernail was left where the light and shadow originally stood.
The surface of Chip is engraved densely with Runes. I have never seen the style of Runes like Gu Changqing.
It does not belong to the system or any known cultivation civilization.
The Runes on the Chip is the same type of text as the warning symbols marked on the edge of the Great Thousand Origin Realm Star Map.