The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 866 Ye Fan: Lost! I only eat bitter leaves!

From that day on, a mysterious prince appeared in the heavenly court, but it did not cause much disturbance.

After all, when a 40-meter-long sword is placed on the neck of a big black dog, it is enough to make it use all its strength to change the subject and easily direct everyone's attention to a lot of gossip.

It is professional at spreading rumors and it is just as good at diverting attention.

Moreover, compared to the appearance of a son of the Emperor of Heaven, the "counterattack" of Heaven against the ancient overlord is of greater concern to all living beings in the world.

"...In view of the previous invasion of the extremely evil overlord, the relevant departments of our Heavenly Court expressed severe condemnation and will form a pursuit team to search and capture in the eternal unknown land to ensure the safety of life and property of all living beings in the world..."

A big black dog stood on the podium facing representatives from all races and worlds. He made a powerful speech, saying that he would fight the evil ancient overlord and his minions to the end!

"...Please do not worry, all living beings in all walks of life. Please do not worry, all living beings in all races. In the coming period of time, there will be occasional showdowns and killings, and the aftermath will be huge. This is a normal phenomenon. It is the battle between the pursuit team and the extremely evil overlord..."

"…If all living beings are worried and long for peace, they can relocate to avoid the aftermath of the battle to the greatest extent possible…"

"...Our Heavenly Court cares for all living beings and is willing to provide shelter and assist in demolition and relocation... What? A representative of a certain tribe asked about the extent of Heavenly Court's assistance? Is there any compensation?"

"On behalf of the Emperor of Heaven, I solemnly promise that the efforts will be great and there will be compensation. Do you know about the housing vouchers?"

"This is a new rule of my Heavenly Court. It is under the special responsibility of 'Heida Real Estate' and coordinated through Heavenly Court credit to issue certificates to the creatures in high-risk interfaces and areas. With this certificate, they can go to the Heavenly Court office in a safe area to settle down and obtain resettlement guarantees..."

The fat black dog talked eloquently, and while he was chatting and laughing, he was talking about two trillion business deals.

For the safety of all living beings, and to allow the hunting team of the Overlord to fight without restraint, it has made so much effort!
And who are the members of the pursuit team?

"I hope there will be no more evil ancestors in the world... Evil ancestor, evil ancestor, what evil ancestor! I don't know him! He has nothing to do with me!"

A young man, upright and incorruptible, "To make my aspirations clear, I call myself - Ye Wuxie, and I will never coexist with the thieves!"

This attracted extremely subtle looks from others, who greatly questioned the credibility of these words.

A fat Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "That's enough. It's just to fool outsiders anyway."

"Catch the thief? Where is the thief?"

"It's all just talk."

The fat Taoist priest didn't care. "Just give it a name, make it up randomly, and get away with it."

"From now on, you guys can just call me 'Fatty Duan' in the team."

The fat Taoist priest was not paying attention. Next to him, the fat and strong black dog pouted and said, "Then I am the 'black puppy'."

Ye Wuxie.

Fatty Duan.

Black puppy.

They looked at each other, and an indescribable, subtle feeling of similarity spread and rippled in the space.

"By the way, does this work?"

someone asked.

Another person replied, "Digging graves is somewhat unethical, so it is necessary to be careful and proper."

"Mortals dig graves to see the feng shui and the structure..."

"We monks dig graves to see the fortune and cause and effect..."

Fatty Duan said solemnly, "You went to dig up someone's grave. What's your identity? What's your reason?"

"Have you brought the offerings? Are the etiquette in place?"

"Although forced demolition and excavation is a means of transportation, if you walk on the road like this too often at night, you will eventually capsize."

Fatty Duan said earnestly, "Do you know why I have been digging graves for so many years and fighting in so many large tombs, but I am always safe and sound? Of course, it is because I never fight a battle without preparation!"

"There is a lot of knowledge involved in digging graves!"

"Many people think that digging a grave is the most important part, but they don't know that digging a grave is just the last step."

"Do you know? When I was conquering the Nine Heavens Tomb, whenever I dug a grave, I would verify the bloodline of the tomb owner for eight generations before and after, and check all the records in ancient books... just to see if I could establish any connection!"

Fatty Duan was spitting all over the place, and when he talked about professional matters, he became more and more excited.

"That's enough. You're involved in digging graves? What relationship do you have to it!" The black puppy complained.

"You don't understand this!" Fatty Duan disagreed, "It doesn't matter, we can just force it!"

"For example - Tomb Master! I am your half-brother from eight generations ago, and we swore an oath of blood to each other! In order to visit you, I even brought his flesh and blood with me!"

"Also, prepare the offerings, burn paper money, and play funeral music..."

Fatty Duan was talking and laughing. "You have to understand one thing. The more powerful a cultivator is, the more restless he will be after death. There will always be regrets and obsessions lingering around, and he will always be unwilling to give up..."

"If you force it, something unexpected could easily happen."

"So, you have to be gentle. Even if it means cheating or lying, you have to find ways to appease the resentment... This is not difficult, because when the resentment reaches this level, it is a bit stupid and easy to be deceived!"

"Look at those ancient overlords. They just don't understand the ins and outs of this. What's the result? One after another, they all ended up being killed."

Fatty Duan was giving advice and inspiring others. He casually cited ten negative examples and gave them earnest instructions to his teammates.

"This is what people do. They have been the dominant force in that era for so long that they look down on everyone except each other."

"They have no respect or concern for the dead... So in the end, if they don't die, who will?!"

"If they think about themselves, who is easy to die? They should understand that they need to hide in the coffin to enter the place that is suspected to be a large tomb. The owner of the tomb has such amazing cultivation. How could he die so completely?"

"Even if they are dead, we have to deal with them as if they are still alive. Be careful of any lingering ill will and obsession."

Fatty Duan smiled, "This supreme master, even if he has a little bit of malice, is instinctive, unconscious, like the whispering in a dream, it is too much for archaeologists to bear!"

"Ye Wuxie" and "Black Puppy" listened and suddenly realized at this moment.

Listening to your words is better than digging a grave for ten years! "So, if I had gone to conquer this tomb, it would not be enough to just cast a coffin, I would have to create a grand scene." Fatty Duan said.

"A big scene?" The man and the dog were stunned.

"Look, isn't there an altar? It's ready-made?" Fatty Duan said patiently, "It's clear that a grand sacrifice is needed!"

"Note, it is not a blood sacrifice, and it cannot be a blood sacrifice."

"A blood sacrifice will only shoot itself in the foot, and if a blood sacrifice is required, it means that the evil intentions are very serious, so the tomb cannot be forced into."

"You know - the Immortal Emperor can already do the work of reflection. The sacrifices of flesh and blood, life sacrifices, are ultimately valuable things, and sincerity is not enough."

"To the master of the plateau, whether he is alive or dead, it will only make him feel that I have offended his eyes - am I worthy of such a small sacrifice?"

"Who are you looking down on?!"

“So, a sacrifice with a price is not appropriate. Only a sacrifice without a price can make them look at it in the eye.”

"The sincere wishes of all living beings, the sincere worship... Hey! This is more or less enough!"

"If it's not stained with blood, it's not valuable... You can say the piousness of all living beings is valuable, but you can also say it's priceless. Moreover, this kind of faith and recognition from all living beings can touch the heart of the plateau master more than any sacrifice."

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"He is at a very high level. All the treasures that the world can imagine are empty to Him. I'm afraid He can create countless of them with a wave of His hand."

"But, from the perspective of life and death, if a deceased person is praised, blessed, respected and recognized by countless living beings... maybe it will have a miraculous effect!"

Fatty Duan's eyes sparkled. "However, whether it's praise or blessing, it's best to have something meaningful to say, so that it will have the greatest effect."

"It's just a song of praise!"

"I think this is about the only thing that the owner of the plateau can do."

"It just so happens that there is reincarnation in the world, which has always been an unsolved mystery in the past... Although the trend of the times has changed, everyone is calling for an end to it."

"But in the era of the Overlord, it can be said to be a blessing, an achievement, a merit in the past that will benefit future generations, and the great love of the supreme power for all living beings... Anyway, you can say it in any way that sounds good!"

"After the flattery, we will ask the master of the plateau for guidance, use the faith of all living beings to open the way, and see if we can enter the plateau..."

Fatty Duan's eyes sparkled. At this moment, he seemed to have crossed the long river of time and went back to the era of the ten overlords in the past. He was ready to fight against the most powerful tomb of all time!
His words left Ye Fan and Hei Huang stunned.

"Good...good lick!" said the black puppy in a daze.

"What's wrong with licking? If you can achieve supreme success by licking... do you believe that those who want to lick can line up from the plateau in the past to heaven? Even this depends on whether there are connections!" Fatty Duan sighed, "The more courtesy, the less blame. Why do we have to fight and kill when things can be resolved peacefully?"

"Look, ten people rushed in with high spirits, but what happened? If they weren't really good, and if the plateau consciousness wasn't really stupid, and if there wasn't even a terror game in prehistoric times... it's hard to say whether they could be revived in the end."

Fatty Duan shook his head.

He admitted that the ten overlords of the past were indeed very powerful, but they were nothing in front of the owner of the Third Generation Bronze Coffin!
A trace of evil thought is enough to ruin their lives!
The fact that the ten overlords were able to return and reveal their true selves in the end was certainly due to their own strength, but it is possible that someone behind the scenes made great efforts in prehistoric times and used them as pawns in a game of chess, which allowed them to climb out of despair.

Otherwise, there would only be ten ancestors in the world, but no ten overlords, and the ancestors would not be able to reflect them!
In the end, all the ancestors could do was to plunder the loot with tears in their eyes, inherit some ideas of their predecessors, and tinker with them on their own, that's all.

What about the Emperor of Heaven's Burial Pit, the River of Souls, the Four Poles Floating Earth, the Ancient Underworld... in the end, they are all not worth mentioning and can be brushed aside.

That's a huge difference, after all, the ancestor's talent is not even a fraction as good as the overlords!

It is precisely because the overlords have successfully resurrected that we have the current ups and downs, with one person taking the stage and the other taking the stage!
"The eternal sky is a painting. Who is splashing ink? Who is writing?"

Ye Fan was deeply touched, as he had experienced too many similar feelings.

He once had an eternal dream, and finally a living being even walked out of the eternal dream!
For the Great Dream Immortal, what he experienced was the real history in his cognition, but for Ye Fan, who once lived in the real world as the Evil Ancestor, those were all processed results.

Which is true and false?

Or in other words, truth and falsehood, at this point, don’t have much meaning anymore.

“Live in the present moment.”

Ye Fan smiled and let go of all his distracting thoughts.

Sometimes, as a creature who had once transcended, he would have a rare dream in the middle of the night and have a disillusionment, as if he had experienced another different life.

In that period of his life, there was no evil ancestor, no bitter leaf sect, and not so many life and death trials that drove him crazy.

This seems to be working fine.

However, this is only limited to the early stage, and in reality it is not too good, and there are many heartaches.

In that disillusioned life, his parents died when he was young, his wife and daughter left him when he was middle-aged, his confidante died, his teachers and good friends died... He lived alone, living life after life in the world.

Oh, in that life, in addition to his daughter, he also had a child, who seemed to be named Ye Yishui...and it was all because of a dog.

Becoming an immortal in the mortal world, an ordinary immortal in the mortal world, makes Ye Fan shake his head when he sees him now - what talent does he have? He is a great man who can create a law, and he created the supreme law of the Golden Pill Law. He has a bright future. How could he become such a rubbish and ordinary immortal in the mortal world?

Well, Ye Fan’s vision is too high. He cannot create a law in the human field and become the ancestor of a law. Those who are like Emperor Huang Tian when he was young are all garbage and not worthy of being on the stage.

In the dream, I finally became an immortal in the mortal world, and was able to shake off the stress and enter the so-called fairyland. However, the peaceful days did not last long before I encountered strange and ominous things, and then... I was hunted down and had no way to go up to heaven or enter the earth.

That year, he held his head with his hands and was beaten so badly that he didn't know how to fight back.

'slander!'

'shame!'

'Is this me? This is not me!'

Ye Fan shook his head repeatedly. Weird? Ominous? What the hell is this?
Do you know the value of "Ye·Gaoyuan Consciousness Second Generation·Fan"?
Although it is confusing, no matter what, I, Ye, have successfully ascended to the position of plateau consciousness and am the commander-in-chief of the plateau disaster land!
Although the badlands on the plateau are gone now...

But, didn’t the ancestors “recover”?
They voluntarily bathed in the ashes left by Ye Fan, continuing the tradition. It seemed that Ye Fan was not just the second Plateau Consciousness, but the second Master of the Three Generations of Bronze Coffin!
and so……

It’s a pity that Ye Fan only eats the bitter leaf sect. It’s just weird and ominous. Do they deserve to give him strength?

Being teased and played with like a cat and mouse, I have to hide with Huang and live in secrecy, trying to grow up... I am the Emperor of Heaven! When did I become so aggrieved!
fake!

Deceptive!
Don’t even think about disturbing Ye Fan’s mind!

Who am I, Ye Fan? Even if I bear the blame for everything and need to hold up the Kuye Sect with one hand, I, Ye Fan, will still be invincible in the world!