When he got home, Wang Daoyi put the new household registration book and new ID card into the drawer.

"Then, let's start now!"

Wang Daoyi turned on the computer and clicked on an old movie collected in the computer, a mythical monster movie.

Then his consciousness entered the unknown editor, and he felt a little uncomfortable looking at the string of garbled names in front of the editor panel.

"From now on, I will change my name to Wang Daoyi, and the name of the editor will also be changed. It will be called Daoyi Shinhwa Editor."

"My own myth editor."

Follow your heart and the garbled prefix of the editor will change accordingly.

The new editor name panel appears.

【Daoyi Myth Editor】

[Host: Wang Daoyi (real name Shenyin)]

【Edit point:1014】

[Edit World: None]

This time he spent 10 editing points to change the name and activated the [True Name Cause and Effect Shield Origin Protection Technique] that comes with the editor, and it was done in one hour.

You must know that under normal circumstances, if ordinary people want to change their name, renew their household registration book and new ID card, they have to wait at least three months, and they may not be able to change it yet.

Hiding the true name is a necessary operation. This is a special reminder from the editor, reminding you that if the host's true name is not hidden, there may be unknown, mysterious, and ominous crises in the future.

Wang Daoyi didn’t know what kind of big crisis there would be, but if he thought about it with his toes, he could probably guess what it was. Well, countless behind-the-scenes novels have written about many situations where the protagonist’s true identity is exposed, so I won’t go into details here.

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Back to business.

Wang Daoyi took a deep breath a little nervously and turned on the first function of the editor, projection mapping to create a world.

He opened the old movie "Green Snake" that he had collected on his computer!

A misty female voice sang, and by the gurgling river, green grass swayed with the waves, and a green gauze dress floated down with the waves.

"Life is like this..."

"Floating life is like this..."

"Destined to live and die..."

"Who knows, who knows?..."

"Love ends, love begins..."

"True love, crazy love..."

"What, where..."

"The ultimate love..."

Then the perspective shifts to a small town.

It was an unnamed town with a dark, blood-red hue and shrouded in evil spirit. The residents of the town killed chickens, sheep, slaughtered livestock, and hung them on the street. The butchers and the residents of the town had faces that were ferocious and twisted, like evil spirits.

They met each other, singing and dancing, and not far away there were people singing and dancing around the bonfire, with sounds that sounded like joy and sorrow, and ghosts were crying and wolves howling.

Looking up, high up, against the blood-red background, there was a monk wearing moon-white monk robes with a young and handsome face. His eyes were half-closed and half-squinted, as if he was sighing, and he was watching everything in front of him helplessly.

"people……"

It turns out that the monk's eyes can see the cause and effect, evil and resentment on people. Those people whose faces look like evil ghosts are not really evil ghosts, but in the eyes of the monk, although they are human beings, they have already become the same as evil ghosts.

No different, the face is distorted, the face of the blood villain is distorted.

The monk closed his eyes and stopped watching the living creatures.

Opening his eyes again, he suddenly looked up at the sky in the distance.

"Demon?..."

The chaotic color and golden brilliance in Wang Dao's eyes flashed alternately.

Every picture in the movie, every frame, every painting, every step, everything is reflected in his pupils in detail. Gradually, in the depths of his eyes, the chaotic color space that symbolizes the editor sucks all the pictures into it.

Chaos began to change and twist, and a space that seemed imaginary but not imaginary, illusory but not real, began to materialize step by step according to the movie images reflected in the pupils, changing, becoming more and more real and solid.

The plot of "Green Snake" progressed bit by bit, and Wang Daoyi's mind continued to deepen along with the process, taking in every scene and every frame of picture information into the editor.

Changes began to occur inside the editor, and a small world called "Green Snake" took shape, evolving bit by bit.

"Succeeded? Good!"

"Okay! Let's go into this world and see."

Wow!

In an instant, Wang Daoyi's consciousness looked down at it with a descending attitude. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already standing in the small town in the beginning of Green Snake.

He lowered his head and saw that, sure enough, he was now wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a brilliant light on his head. He turned into that young monk - Fa Hai!

"I have become Fahai now."

"Is this the world in Fahai's eyes?"

At this time, he transformed into Fahai and stood in front of the nameless town. Fahai looked at the creatures. As far as his eyes could see, the nameless town in front of him was covered with layers of red dust and turbidity.

He saw that mortals were contaminated with pain, resentment, cause and effect, hostility, death, illness, etc. Under his discerning eyes, many mortal faces were distorted, like evil ghosts, as if this nameless town was not a human world, but a human being.

It's hell.

The residents of the town are brave and aggressive people, and the butchers who kill pigs and sheep have evil ghost looks on their faces, as if there are traces of black, red, and gray turbidity, resentment, and karma hanging over these people.

Mortals are laughing, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and other sentient beings come into view. You can see that their faces are entangled with traces of black, red, gray, blood, and other extraordinary auras, distorting their faces.

What's even weirder is that everyone's faces are blurry, but many of them have very clear faces, but they are so distorted that they don't look like humans, but more like evil ghosts.

"Looking at the world from the sea of ​​Dharma, all living beings are suffering and riddled with karma."

Suddenly, he somewhat understood Fahai's state of mind.

Looking at everything around him, Wang Daoyi thought, and suddenly his consciousness rose high. He rose into the sky and looked at the world from above. He saw clearly how big the world was. Currently, it was only as big as a small town.

The town is the center, with a radius of only ten miles. Not far away, there is still chaos, slowly evolving into pieces of illusory world, becoming more and more real from virtual reality.

As soon as the thought came to mind, he stepped on the void, flew into the sky, laughed, and then sensed something appearing not far away, and the next moment he broke through the air and chased after it.

Sure enough, as far as the eye could see, in the jungle not far away from the town, an old abbot with childish face and white hair was taking a walk.

An old abbot with white beard and hair, one foot above the ground, stepped on the sky, stepped into the wind, and happily welcomed the morning breeze.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"The scenery is beautiful on a sunny day, the red flowers are green grass."

"I am running forward happily, traveling through thousands of mountains before I am old!"

The old abbot held a string of Buddhist beads with purple aura in his right hand. He seemed to feel someone following behind him, but he didn't pay attention.

After a while, I saw a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe falling behind the old abbot...

"Old abbot, the wind is refreshing."

The handsome, moon-white young monk followed him with a half-smile and looked at him.

When the old abbot heard this, he turned around with a smile and said:

"Morning exercise is very beneficial to practicing inner alchemy."

"Senior, you have a childish face and white hair, and you walk as fast as flying, but you still breathe calmly and calmly, and your practice has reached its peak."

"How many years have you been practicing?"

The old abbot smiled proudly when he heard the praise, still holding the string of purple beads in his right hand.

"Hehehe, time spares no one, and it has already been two hundred years in the blink of an eye."

"What about you, young man?"

"Oh, I'm so ashamed. I have only practiced cultivation for more than twenty years. I am not as good as you, abbot..."

"...You get stronger when you get older, can you teach me a lesson?"

The young monk said with a gentle smile.

"Well……"

The old abbot was stunned for a moment, and his whole body seemed to freeze. It was like suddenly freezing while watching a disc, because according to the original plot of the Green Snake movie, Fahai should have immediately turned his face and yelled, "I

It’s obvious at a glance that you are not human!”

"Bold monster! I want you to show your true colors!"

"The mighty heavenly dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Parmakong... appear!"

"Ah...Mage!..."

Fahai successfully subdued the demon and discovered that the old abbot turned out to be a spider spirit...
To be continued...