MM Racing Chapter 1014 The Book of Yahweh (Supplement)
Chapter 1014 The Book of Yahweh (Supplement)
Chapter 1014 The Book of Yahweh (Supplement)
Ye Family Old House
In the room just a door away, Ji Ziyue, whose mind was completely blank, was being held by the back of Ye's hand as Ye's mother asked her about her personal and family situation with concern.
For example, where does the Ji family live? How many people are in their family? How old are their children? When did they get their marriage certificate?
Ji Ziyue couldn't understand, and she just urged Ye Fan to hurry up and get out, but there was a heavyweight figure from the older generation blocking the door, so even Ye Fan didn't dare to make any rash moves.
"Dad, Nannan doesn't want to."
"Go aside."
"Oh."
Ye Fan, who had been ushered from the inner room to the living room, was grabbing Ye Qingxian's ear and questioning her in a low voice, "How did you find this place?"
Earth's environment is far harsher than that of the stars. Even ancient sages would be suppressed if they came. Now that Ye Fan has returned to this place, he has even eliminated the cause and effect in advance to prevent certain special individuals from interfering.
Logically speaking, even if Ye Qingxian arrived on Earth, she wouldn't be able to use her divine sense to search for this place.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Grandpa, you told me that yourself!"
"?"
“When I was little, you once projected a picture of the Earth from the past and took us back to our hometown to pay respects to our ancestors. You were the one who held me and told me stories from my childhood.”
Ye Qingxian wrinkled her nose innocently.
Who did you inherit this eloquence from? Are you feeling wronged? So it's my fault?
"You're the one who told me which street, which building, and which household my hometown is on. You even taught me not to forget where my roots are, so I brought Grandma back to see it," Ye Qingxian muttered.
Ye Fan felt a toothache, grimaceed and hissed, but finally couldn't bear it any longer.
He punched himself in the cheek twice.
A future mouth that will crack.
Just then, the door to the inner room opened, and Ye Fan hurriedly let go. Ji Ziyue rushed out in a panic, her face flushed, and immediately punched his cheek twice with her small fists.
"I told you not to talk nonsense!"
What did I say?
Ye Fan really wanted to send this ancestor back: "What exactly are you doing here?"
"If it weren't for my daughter Xiao Zi's matter, I wouldn't have come looking for you, you devil!" She clearly remembered the time-space scene she had seen before and was still very concerned about it.
"Didn't you say that?" Ye Fan rolled his eyes.
"Big sister, don't bully brother." The little girl crawled out from behind Ye Fan, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said nervously.
Ji Ziyue glanced at the little girl in surprise, then grinned, revealing her little tiger teeth, and laughed:
"Your brother is a big bad guy, a big demon. Come back to the Ji family with me, and I'll protect you from now on."
"Brother isn't bad!" the little girl protested.
"Would my sister lie to you?" Ji Ziyue glanced at Ye Fan and snorted.
"Your brother can't find a wife, so he's trying to steal our beautiful sisters home and force them to marry him!"
"No!" Little Nannan shook her head and retorted, "I don't believe it. When I grow up, I just want to marry my brother. He wouldn't try to steal someone away!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Ji Ziyue was stunned.
Ye Qingxian blinked innocently and covered her mouth, making a gesture that she would keep it a secret.
Before Ye Fan could say anything, the little girl was immediately taken away and held in Ji Ziyue's arms. If she could still be seen as shy before, now her eyes were full of vigilance.
"You...you...you must have been hallucinating before! Don't even think about taking any of our precious gems away from the Ji family!" Ji Ziyue gritted her teeth.
"We're family, after all," Ye Fan said jokingly.
"Earth is the place where the corpses of the Void Emperor and the Eternal Universe Emperor communicate. They call themselves the Yellow Emperor and the Flame Emperor here. In terms of bloodline, I might be of a higher generation than you."
Ji Ziyue's eyes widened upon hearing this.
Ye's parents also came out and called Ye Fan over.
"..." Ye Fan had no choice but to take out a copy of "Covering the Sky" and toss it to Ji Ziyue.
Before entering, he saw the news about a toilet explosion in a neighboring island nation, and paused in his tracks.
Then, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. As long as those guys weren't in the country, or even within a hundred kilometers of him, he could do whatever he wanted wherever they wanted.
"God is not omnipotent, but our religion is omnipotent."
"FNMDP".
With a single proverb, the Pope, who had unleashed the pure power of faith from the West and stirred up the karmic fire of all beings, was thus consumed by the backlash, the ashes of the burning Divine Covenant lying nearby.
The Vatican, the land of prophets, the sanctuary where gods slumber, is a place where clergy tremble with fear.
A group of "bandits" were looting the Holy Palace, while the powerful figures, including the Divine Knight, remained silent.
"This is the Nuwa Stone?!" Feng Xiaoxiao picked up a stone platform made of dried yellow clay, on which was carved a Daoist figure with a human head and a snake's body:
"How did my things end up in the church?!"
"Is that yours?!" Su Lin glared at the other person when she saw that what she had in her hand had been taken away, but her hands did not stop packing things into the woven sack.
The Golden Cloth, the Jade Disc of He, the Thunder Spear, fragments of the Hetu and Luoshu. The resources accumulated by the Church over millennia are simply astounding.
That's why they say murder and arson bring wealth and honor.
This even tempted Su Lin to launch a massive crusade across all the worlds, eventually running away and pinning the blame on that previous fanatical God cosplayer.
"Wow! That's my brother's!" Feng Xiaoxiao shouted, pointing at the fragment of the Hetu Luoshu.
"The Luoshu belongs to Dijun. Your brother deduced the Eight Trigrams based on this thing. Little girl, you need to brush up on your mythology." A crow picked up a fragment of the Luoshu and flew away.
“Xiaoxiao, if you like it, I’ll give it to you after I fix it up,” Fuxi said, holding the fragment of the Fuxi Dragon Stele.
“Amitabha, this item is destined for me.” Meng Qi drew out a flying sword that still bore traces of the Daoist spirit treasure.
“This gun is also destined for me!” Lu Mingfei grabbed the spear of fate.
"You idiot, is your black dragon a hammer Odin?!"
"You're all idiots! That gun is called Longinus, not Gungnir. It belongs to me, Jesus!"
Su Lin snatched the church relic that had been broken into three pieces and put it into his bag.
The Pope's body lay on the steps, his eyes wide open in death, while the head of the Church's faith led people to loot the Vatican's sacred treasury. Who can he complain to?
Cade slapped himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
Why am I here?
Oh, I remembered it.
The first thing he did upon returning to his hometown was to visit his girlfriend, only to find that she had become a single mother raising three children.
Faced with his ex-girlfriend's affectionate gaze and invitation to stay the night, Cade, while chanting "Amitabha, I have severed all ties with the mortal world," chose to flee in the same way as the children's Black father.
Later that night, he got drunk and confronted God in a church, asking why God treated him this way.
Why would I leave Earth for eight years?
Why let yourself miss out on the girlfriend you love?
God appears in a nearly wrecked Mercedes and tells him that the oldest Black child is actually nine years old.
They then took themselves to the Vatican to prepare for ordination, but were attacked by the Pope and a group of 'angels'.
"But he's still your Pope, isn't he?!" Cade snapped out of his daze.
"Oh no, God said he wasn't pure enough, so I, the dragon, became the Pope." The baby dragon took off the Pope's scepter and crown and put them on.
Cade looked bewildered: "Pure? Does that mean he's not a virgin anymore?"
No, anyone who can automatically become a Grand Mage at the age of thirty must be pure.
At this moment, the mutilated corpses of the Fallen Feather Clan continued to fall from the sky. A row of six-winged seraphim and six-winged fallen angels from the divine tombs emerged, carrying heads as spoils of war, including the head of an extraterrestrial god.
"Some church members have problems with their thinking. We must keep a close eye on their loyalty and purity. Aren't these unlicensed people with connections and the foreign evil gods who have infiltrated our church evidence of this?"
Dragon Baby's mouth dropped open, seemingly surprised that it could be explained this way, while Su Lin waved his hand to signal the Heavenly Police Department to leave.
Su Lin had no particular thoughts about the Fallen Feather Clan, an ancient royal family that orchestrated and harvested faith power for cultivation.
After all, the crowdfunded Primordial Heaven already has quite a few angels working there, so there's no shortage of them. They only came to the west of this world to collect some souvenirs.
As for acquiring and merging similar items, that's just a side effect.
"The remaining extraterrestrial races have been eliminated; their karma is almost comparable to the Black Grail."
Furthermore, the position of Pope should be filled by someone who uses their brain first when faced with a problem, rather than a power fanatic who uses muscles instead of thinking.
"Amitabha Buddha, it seems that such a talent is still rare among you."
Su Lin thought for a long time, then suddenly glanced at Cade and said, "Let's go with him."
“…” Cade paused, then pointed tremblingly at himself: “Sorry, me?”
Kade, this foreigner, is also an old friend of Ye Fan and Pang Bo.
Originally, a few hundred years later, this rascal would have escaped from the Heavenly Court established by Ye Fan, set up his own sect, and become a God of Light in the West.
Upon closer inspection, his resume listed work experience in Heaven, Buddhism, the Church, and the God of Light. He was perfectly suited to join my primordial lineage and become a holy son.
Thinking of all this, Su Lin nodded at him with admiration: "Yes, you're up, no nonsense."
"But God! I've already converted to Buddhism!?" Cade was at a loss.
"Starting today, you are on secondment from Lingshan to work at the church." Su Lin took out an A4 sheet of paper and asked, "Do I need Buddha's signature and stamp?"
“…” Cade shook his head blankly.
"Since you and your girlfriend have just broken up, it wouldn't be bad to go to a different environment to study."
Being in a long-distance relationship, being single, and being significantly different from those reckless guys—if you don't go, who will?
Su Lin left the Divine Knight with a Universal Knowledge Talisman, saying:
"Your lifespan is coming to an end. Find some time to go to the Primordial Heaven to report for duty and complete your onboarding procedures. Then, go to the Heavenly Court next door and use the Book of Life and Death from the Underworld to add a few zeros to the remaining number."
"..." The strongest person under the starry sky nodded blankly.
And so, a group of gods came to the church’s treasury and took back several ancestral artifacts that had been lost in the Central Plains more than a hundred years ago.
And he took it himself.
That same night, news of "divine punishment" also came from Jerusalem and Olympus.
The symbolic twelve shrines also disappeared overnight.
"Although the Ark of the Covenant, the Shroud of Turin, the Holy Grail, the True Cross, and the Spear of Longinus are all damaged to the point of being almost unusable, some traces of the past can still be seen."
The original God was likely an ancient sage emperor.
Su Lin sat on the ground, holding a pile of rotten wood, broken guns, and rags, pondering them.
Using these things as a medium, he wielded great magical power and, through some time-related means and a small amount of financial resources, recreated all the Tao and principles that were missing from the Western Taoist tradition.
Su Lin stood in Jerusalem, which was swept away by the angels and forcibly suppressed with thunderous means. He began to evolve the traces of the Dao and resonate with the source of the traces of the Dao.
Then, he pointed to the starry sky, his index finger slicing through the barrier of time, as if reversing the passage of time, and the trajectory of the stars over the past millions of years began to reverse.
The stars in the heavens illuminate the past and present, the great Dao and its teachings resound, and holy light shines down across the entire starry sky. A spectacular sight appears that makes astronomers around the world stare in disbelief: a star map from millions of years ago has reappeared in the present!
Above the starry sky, a figure with an indistinct face walked along the ancient starry road. As if sensing something, it turned around, pointed a finger, and seemed to cross time and space to touch Su Lin.
The aura of timelessness and the dazzling white light instantly engulfed everything.
At this moment, countless points of light formed mysterious scriptures and rushed into Su Lin's body. During this time, endless silver divine light poured down, filling every corner of the world.
Sweet springs gush from the earth, withered trees sprout new buds, the sick and disabled are healed, and all living beings feel a sense of peace and tranquility.
call.
Su Lin let out a soft breath. He had obtained an ancient divine scripture that was exactly as it appeared on the page, as well as a martial art created by the forerunner using his own name—a divine fist capable of splitting heaven and earth and transforming all things.
—"Yawei's Fist".
This trip was truly fruitful.
So you understand now, right?
The items I've collected aren't trash; they're all useful things, treasures from various worlds.
Su Lin pursed his lips and confidently looked at the crowd of onlookers.
"Is it Michelangelo's Creation of Adam again?"
"He really never gets tired of playing."
"It's almost the second day, what should we eat for breakfast?"
Is this all the reaction you're going to have?
Su Lin displayed the Holy Weapons, such as the Ark of the Covenant, the Shroud of Turin, and the True Cross, which had been repaired by the Dao.
But the evening wind was bleak, and only the passing Emperor of Justice glanced at it and added it to the Merchant Guild's new inventory list through projection imperial magic.
The same behavior was also exhibited by the Blind Fool Emperor Klein, who added these items to the historical projection's card pool by touching them.
“I will now bless them and upgrade them into imperial weapons.”
The moment Su Lin was about to make his move, the group, who had been leisurely joking and dividing their spoils, froze instantly.
The next second, several human emperors together suppressed the ominous and sinister God in his later years, stopping him from pricking his finger to bleed.
Having witnessed the bizarre sights of the Immortal Ascension Cauldron, who knows what will happen to the Imperial Weapons it created after a period of time?
If, like those supreme beings who have attained immortality, they could influence the projected self or others, wouldn't all projected derivatives be contaminated along with the person who created the project?!
"What we need are imperial weapons, not weapons that can be cultivated into immortal emperors. The junk we had before was fine too."
"Are you being polite?"
Su Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Historical value, cultural value, and heritage—what do you mean by garbage?!"
"Yes, even the remnants of the old era should have a ship to the new world."
Xing returned at some point and placed a garbage bag in front of Su Lin, comforting her with empathy: "Qiong, we are this ship, providing them with a place to stay, exploring and giving them value."
"..." Su Lin looked up and met her gaze: "No, your ship is a real piece of junk, it's pointless."
Xing lowered her head dejectedly: "Have you reached your rebellious phase of adolescence?"
"Who are you calling a brat?"
Amidst a frustrating argument that resembled a debate with other group members, Su Lin clicked his tongue and then pulled out a workshop membership card.
"I only collect souvenirs, what do you mean by worthless junk?"
Sorry, I'm a little late.
(End of this chapter)