Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall.

There are a few hills in the distance, and the mountains farther away are shrouded in morning mist, as hazy as a light ink painting.

Between the mountains and hills, a band of light shining brightly by the sun meanders down, dividing the land into two halves.

It was an unknown river in Tom.

Going downstream along the river, you will pass by the Sacred Mountain of Disha and continue towards the ancient city downstream.

On one side of the river is a swamp, and on the other side is a green low-lying terraced field.

There is a long and narrow dirt road in the terraced fields, which is only wide enough for one person to walk on.

After countless years of trampling by devout believers, the dirt road has become compacted.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see a long line of believers dressed in white, marching towards the Holy Mountain of Disha, lined up like ants.

Jackie Chan, Tang Mu and others also mixed in the team, trying to enter the holy mountain together in this way.

They have arrived here, which means Jackie Chan will soon reach his destination.

There were no twists and turns along the way, at least for Jackie Chan and his team, it was relatively smooth.

Tang Mu held a camera in his hand, and from time to time he would take a picture of Jackie Chan and others in front of the team, or take a picture of the nearby scenery.

These are all materials that will be useful for publishing books in the future.

In order to better blend in with this group of believers, Tang Mu and Xiao Yu also changed into white robes.

As they walked past the terraced fields, they began to line up to climb the winding steps of the sacred mountain.

The slope is about 30 degrees, making the uphill journey difficult.

This slope is not constant.

Halfway up the mountain, the steps are as steep as forty or fifty degrees.

This is a great test of the climbers' physical strength.

"Jack."

William followed Jackie Chan breathlessly, his voice a little breathless.

Hearing William's shout, Jackie Chan, who had already climbed up more than ten flights of stairs alone, could only turn back helplessly and looked at William and said, "What's the matter?"

"I think I have heat stroke."

William's forehead was covered with sweat. After Jackie Chan came down, he quickly held Jackie Chan's shoulders and looked really tired.

"It's almost there, hurry up."

Jackie Chan doesn't care what condition William is in now.

It was William himself who insisted on coming to Disha before, and now that the Disha Temple is right in front of him, Jackie Chan doesn't want to give up halfway.

"Don't lie to me. You said you'd be there half an hour ago, but you're still not there after walking for so long."

William was so tired that he wanted to sit down, but Jackie Chan pulled him up and frowned, saying, "I told you to do more exercise."

William's voice was hoarse, but he did not forget to refute: "I do. I play golf for three hours and tennis for two hours every day."

After hearing this, Jackie Chan rolled his eyes and didn't believe it at all.

He looked back at the group of believers who were continuing to move forward, then turned back to look at William and said speechlessly: "If you continue to play computer games for more than ten hours every day, your eyes will go blind."

"You are so awesome, why don't you carry me on your back?"

William let out a long breath and was about to lie on Jackie Chan's back.

Jackie Chan didn't tolerate him. He shook his shoulders, pushed William away, and turned around to continue climbing the mountain.

After walking a few steps, Jackie Chan couldn't help but turn back and urge William: "Hurry up, or you won't be able to get in."

William had no choice but to take a deep breath and continue climbing with his legs that felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

William was exhausted from climbing the mountain.

Xiaoyu and Tangmu were relaxed.

Walking up stairs is Xiaoyu's strong point.

Xiaoyu followed Jackie Chan all the way to the top of the Disha Holy Mountain without even taking a breath.

After reaching the top of the mountain, the view suddenly became much wider.

This area was obviously leveled by humans.

On the large square at the top of the mountain, there is a magnificent ancient building made entirely of stone.

That is the temple of Disha, and it can also be called the ancient tomb of Disha.

The area around the Disha Temple was now filled with pilgrims.

They all raised their heads and looked eagerly at an old Indian man standing on the temple. He was wearing a yellow robe, had a big white beard and was thin.

"Jack, that's the flying saint, right?"

William and Jackie Chan shuttled among the believers. Like the other believers, he looked up at the old man standing on the top of the temple and asked Jackie Chan curiously.

In the archaeological magazine article that Jackie Chan contributed, he mentioned the deeds of this flying saint.

William came here for this very reason.

"Yes, follow me, the temple is over there."

This is Jackie Chan's second time here, and he is quite familiar with the surrounding terrain.

Taking William and avoiding the gaze of the temple guards, they ran to a blind spot, and the two climbed into the temple together.

Behind them, Tang Mu raised his camera and took two photos, then took another photo of the so-called saint. Then, at Xiaoyu's call, they entered the Disha Temple together.

Just then, I heard a commotion behind me.

Xiaoyu and Tangmu, who had just entered the temple, ran back curiously and stuck their heads out to look outside.

I just happened to see a group of believers prostrating themselves on the ground, worshipping the Flying Saint.

The old man who was called a saint opened his arms and indeed floated up from the top of the temple into the air.

In this era, in this country, it is hard to change the fact that this scene will attract so many believers.

"Wow, he can actually fly."

Xiaoyu exclaimed and immediately felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Tang Mu took a look at the saint, and knowing what was going on, he pulled Xiaoyu's clothes, indicating that it was time for her to enter the temple.

Xiaoyu nodded and quickly entered the temple again with Tang Mu.

There was no light source in the temple. It relied entirely on natural light from open windows and doors, so most places appeared very dim.

Jackie Chan led William all the way to the center of the temple.

In the center of the temple is a circular empty space.

There was a light shining down from the ceiling, and above it was a so-called saint performing a flying performance.

This should be considered the core area of ​​the Disha Temple.

Even Jackie Chan has never been here before.

The last time Jackie Chan brought an archaeological team here, he wanted to visit the interior of the temple, but was stopped by the guards and was not allowed to pass no matter what.

Even though Jackie Chan and his team had obtained approval from the local government, they still refused.

There was no way out, so the archaeological excavation had to be aborted.

Now he sneaked in without the guard's consent.

Although he silently said sorry in his heart, Jackie Chan was still happy to be able to come here.

Humans are such complex creatures.

In other words, the bottom line is lowered step by step in this way.

"Jack! Look!"

As soon as he entered the center of the temple, William's attention was immediately attracted by a sarcophagus floating in the air above his head and an ancient sword standing upright and floating next to the sarcophagus.

Seeing this magical scene, William immediately became excited and quickly called Jackie Chan: "Jack, come and have a look, are there any hanging things on them?"

Jackie Chan did not reply, but unzipped his pocket and took out a portable camera.

The camera lens was aimed at the sarcophagus and ancient sword floating in the air. Jackie Chan zoomed in the picture to see how they managed to float.

While observing the sarcophagus, the two men moved towards the bottom of the sarcophagus, wanting to see it more clearly.

"It seems that there is nothing hanging. It's amazing. How did they do it?"

Jackie Chan's eyes widened and he took out a flashlight, shining the light on the sarcophagus, trying to see the details of it clearly.

"I think the text on the bottom of the coffin records the life of the owner of this sarcophagus. I can try to translate it.

At this time, Jackie Chan has obviously entered the archaeological working state.

William's attention was attracted by other things around him and he moved away from Jackie Chan.

"The prince went on a diplomatic mission to Qin with jewels and beauties. The emperor asked him to choose beauties for his harem, and he picked the emperor's favorite concubine. The emperor broke his promise and replaced her with a painting."

"And he gave him the Great Qin Star Gem as an apology. The prince challenged the most valiant warrior of Qin to exchange swords..."

Jackie Chan looked at the bottom of the coffin and slowly narrated this history from more than 2,000 years ago in colloquial language while translating.

After listening to this, Tang Mu, who was hiding quietly nearby, was roughly certain in his heart that the history of this world was indeed fictitious and completely different from the main world.

But this is normal.

After all, there are still eight demons in this world.

How is it possible that it has no impact on history?

"Kacha!"

At this moment, a crisp sound was heard from the center of the temple.

Jackie Chan immediately discovered from the camera in his hand that the sarcophagus suspended in the air began to shake.

Moving the camera away, Jackie Chan turned his head and saw William digging out the eyes of a stone tiger statue that was looking up at the sky.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Jackie Chan shouted loudly, scaring William who was taking the gem!

Holding the black Star Gem in his hand, William looked at Jackie Chan in confusion: "What?"

Unfortunately, it was too late for Jackie Chan to stop it.

As the Sky Star Gem was removed, without the influence of the gem, the sarcophagus and ancient sword suspended in the air suddenly became shaky.

At the top of the temple above, the saint who was receiving worship from everyone could no longer stay suspended. He lost his balance in the air and fell straight down!

"bump!"

The sarcophagus above my head fell vertically!

Jackie Chan quickly rolled to the side, and the heavy sarcophagus fell heavily on his side, raising a large amount of dust and making a loud noise!

The same thing happened to the ancient sword. With a sound of sword sound, it stabbed straight towards Jackie Chan.

Fortunately, Jackie Chan reacted quickly and opened his legs. The ancient sword just pierced there, with half of the blade penetrating. Jackie Chan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

If he hadn't acted quickly enough, little Jackie Chan would have been in danger.

At the moment when the sarcophagus and the ancient sword fell to the ground, the saint outside also fell down. After rolling several times on the sloping dome, he fell heavily into the crowd, causing a commotion and exclamations.

The believers who came to make the pilgrimage never imagined that the saint they were worshipping would actually fall from the sky, and they could not help but stand up in shock.

"Jack! Are you okay?"

William, who was standing by, saw the sarcophagus falling down and almost hitting Jack, so he hurried over to check on Jack.

"What did you move just now!"

Jackie Chan angrily scolded William!

Upon hearing this, William looked at the Tianxing gem in his hand, his face full of obsession: "I have never seen this kind of ore, I want to take it back to study it."

Upon hearing this, Jackie Chan quickly said, "We agreed not to steal anything."

William still looked at the gem in his hand, not caring: “I will put it back after I finish studying it.”