The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 968: Millstone, Pollen, and Stone Harp
In the chaos, a golden butterfly was dancing, and suddenly it turned into a humanoid creature. Its mere existence was enough to change the course of the eternal river of time, and all the great principles and laws of the world submitted to its feet.

This is a majestic man, standing here, tall and mighty... He embodies the concept of the pinnacle of immortality, and his demeanor is rare in the world.

But on this day, even as strong as he was, he lost his composure. A strange light shone in his eyes as he stared at a stone mill not far in front of him. It was turning as steadily and ruthlessly as the years, grinding and crushing all foreign objects in the world except the true spirits.

Memory, personality, self...

Physical strength, magic power, the great way...

All these things that originate from the acquired factors are so weak and vulnerable when facing this millstone. They cannot become the slightest obstacle and will be formatted thoroughly, becoming nothingness and bubbles.

but!
But there are crystal clear and dreamy light particles flying around, these are... pollen particles!
The millstone of destruction destroyed all external objects that were treasured by all living beings. It was cold and merciless, but... it contained the most sincere willingness to sacrifice, which allowed it to escape the cleansing of life and death!
Moreover, it will exist forever in the world, in every blade of grass, every mountain and river, it will be everywhere and omnipresent, subtly influencing future generations, so that even in the darkest and most desperate times, there will always be outstanding people and heroes to shine the light of humanity and shine in history!

This is an... infection.

"This is the treasure left by the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations..."

The majestic man whispered, then suddenly turned around and revealed his true appearance.

He once transformed nine times into an invincible person in heaven and earth, and transformed ten times into a person that looked down upon the past, present and future. He was an indelible monument in the history of cultivation. Later, he even conspired to participate in a great cause - Bitter Leaf!
God Emperor!

He advanced into the realm of the Immortal Emperor through the career of Bitter Leaf, but it was clear that his journey did not stop there.

He is still climbing, still moving forward. Immortal Emperor is not the end, he wants to offer sacrifices to the Tao, he wants to transcend!
Because only by transcendence can he feel that he is the master of his own life, and he won't meet love around the corner one day, be slapped in the face by a black brick of the Supreme Emperor, and mutter something like this - "This kid needs training."

That's fucked up.

For this purpose, he transformed himself into a divine butterfly and became a glorious Immortal Emperor from Heaven. He became very prominent in the world and led the wave of part of the era!
Now, this wave has reached its climax, and he has glimpsed what incredible secrets!
"The owner of the Three-Life Copper Coffin has experienced life and death, and sacrificed his body in this world time and time again... He has given up so much, but the only thing he has not given up is his 'heart'!"

"Even before the final self-immolation, all his memories disappeared, but his instincts, his 'heart' were still beating..."

"So, when I decided to bury myself, I felt reluctant..."

Will I...come back?

"This 'heart' is immortal, so even if reincarnation destroys everything and all memories and obsessions, the meaning of sacrifice will last forever. Even the most horrific sacrifice cannot forever silence the pollen particles left by countless heroes in the world..."

The ancestor covered the sky with one hand and wiped out all the heroes. Even if he kept thinking about it, he could not be revived?
However, pollen particles can give you a strong slap in the face. They will only dim but will not disappear!
Beyond its independent cycle of reincarnation, it transcends life and death. It is more resilient than ominous matter and beyond common sense!
After all, even the ancestor who inherited the most fundamental primordial matter can be annihilated.

But in the pollen particles, there is no birth or death, no increase or decrease!

"Because, there is a heart of sacrifice, which has long transcended the world, surpassing the only supreme path... Although its master is dead, its heart is immortal, and it is connected with all living beings in the world, and it will never forget it!"

“Therefore, there is infinite power, transcending reincarnation, and getting rid of life and death!”

"particle?"

"Wrong, it's... an echo!"

The Divine Emperor sighed quietly, "It's just that over the years, in some individuals' bodies, they have collapsed into particles visible to the naked eye..."

As he whispered, the light particles surrounding the millstone suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes. They seemed to have broken free from their restraints and transcended the shackles of form. They were no longer specific and clear particle forms, but were turning into light waves and ripples, transmitting and echoing in the world without a beginning or an end, without a source or an end!

"For those who are transcendent, neither the past nor the future is certain. There are countless possibilities, and they can open up an infinite line of time..."

"These countless possibilities encompass all futures... Among these futures, every living being has a future where they can become a hero."

“It just fell into reality. Only a few living beings touched that transcendent heart, so the faith of that moment collapsed and fell into the human world.”

"This is the true meaning of pollen particles...True obsession will always have a response!"

"Before this, I couldn't see clearly, couldn't see through, and couldn't grasp the essence of it... until Da Zi Zai sent me a set of parameters of the 'Only Way' and fixed some of the variables."

"Then I knew where the most subtle key was..."

The Divine Emperor raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate endless time and space, even the entire world, and he gazed at an indescribable heart!
It beats, resonates with the changing of eras, and resonates with the shining of heroes!
"And how can I use the road under my feet to knock open the door of the sacrificial road..."

The God Emperor sighed, "If the sky had feelings, it would also grow old, and the righteous path of the world is vicissitudes!"

"The Immortal Emperor may have the ability to reflect, but in the past he was always limited by his inherent thinking!"

"Is reflection such an inconvenient thing?"

"Countless futures, infinite possibilities, all because of one heart, a connection between hearts, a resonance of sacrifice..."

"Then package yourself, fake yourself, deceive this heart's review, and become a helper of my infection!"

The Divine Emperor said, with a half-smile, "It really is... the eternal sky is a painting, and I can splash ink on it!"

He looked back at the past, the long river of time was in turmoil, the karmic punishment came, and the terrifying calamity light was overwhelming, drowning it.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a battle suit appeared on his body, and a clanging sound was heard. The sound was clear and the metallic luster was dazzling. The light of thirty-three-color mother gold shone, protecting his body and making it indestructible!

Even with the supreme calamity and punishment, it is impossible to kill the peerless God Emperor, leaving traces of him in the past years.

That was a period of history that had nothing to do with him. It was the darkest era, when strange and ominous things swept the world.

There is also light trying to bloom, there are heroes roaring, and they are fighting with all their might.

At this moment, a ray of light cut through the sky of history, descended here, turned into a dancing butterfly, embarked on the path of cultivation, embarked on the path of struggle!
There is not just one butterfly.

In fact, it's not just butterflies.

It is ever-changing and has no fixed shape.

These creatures started from nothing, they have no past, just like holy spirits that are born from heaven.

However, although there is no past, there is a certain thought that lingers in their hearts, influencing them and making them become noble people, great people. That thought seems to be chanting all the time:

A person's life should be spent in this way: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of having done nothing.

In this way, when he is dying, he can say: "My whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world - the struggle against weirdness and ominousness."

So, they all embarked on this road, with confusion and bewilderment about their own lives, to become a hero, to become a great man.

However, sometimes, when they wake up in the middle of the night, they will have a dream like this - in the dream, they become a silkworm, gnawing on some leaves, and eventually turn into a butterfly, shining in the eternal sky.

I dream of a butterfly?
Butterfly dreamed of me?
This is a dream that haunts you for a lifetime, until you die and then be reborn!

The pollen particles are flying, shining in the long river of time, spanning the past, present and future, flying towards the God-Emperor downstream, and finally... merging into it!
boom!
The aura of the Divine Emperor burst out, and the cultivation level that had been stagnant at the end of the evolutionary road began to improve slightly but firmly at this moment, breaking through all the shackles!
His magical power seemed to have no source and no end, as if he was slowly pulling his existence out from a quagmire, bit by bit!
"Pollen...Pollen..."

He smiled, "It seems that my hard work was not in vain..."

"However, although this method has a promising future, it also has many hidden dangers..."

He sighed suddenly, feeling his soul unstable.

A belief in sacrifice is trying to transform him!

He got the pollen particles for free, with the help of the resonance of the heart that transcended the cycle of life and death. How could there be only benefits and no harm?
The subtle transformation will turn the God-Emperor into a person with a strong spirit of sacrifice!
Sacrifice can be spontaneous.

But, you can also be kidnapped!
The Emperor of God respectfully declines this offer.

He only wants the benefits, not the costs.

He only wants to talk about ideology and only think about himself.

"road!"

He let out a light shout, and his own evolutionary path began to tremble. He channeled the great power into his body, releasing the force that distorted the order of the world, and confronted the anomaly that was gradually emerging in his soul!
"boom!"

The Divine Emperor's original spirit was shaken violently, causing him to groan, and his entire soul felt like it was being torn apart!

"Ding dong!"

At this moment, pleasant piano sounds came from afar, with an extremely agile and mysterious sound, resolving the collision between the sacrificial humanity and the distorted Taoism, and the Emperor of Gods' expression gradually looked much better.

"Qingdi!"

The Divine Emperor heaved a sigh of relief and looked into the distance at the source of the sound of the piano. Through thousands of time and space, he saw an emperor in green clothes, leisurely playing the stone piano.

"Thanks!"

The Divine Emperor thanked him, even though his eyes twitched as he found it difficult to remain calm at the elegant pretense of a certain vegetative Immortal Emperor.

——This old friend is amazing!
——What level is this? Playing the same zither as the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations!

Moreover, as it bounced, various problems appeared on its body. Sometimes it grew red hair, sometimes its eyes rolled back, and sometimes it bled black blood...

"Zheng!"

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly. Qingdi pressed the strings and returned to normal. "God Emperor, you are too hasty."

"If you can't handle the collision between human nature and moral nature properly, you'll probably be torn into two..."

"I am so excited." The Emperor took a deep breath. "It is so rare to see the road ahead. How can I resist not to set foot on this road?"

"By using the shortcut of infection left by the master of the third generation bronze coffin, I can infiltrate myself and resolve the deep-rooted nature of Taoism..."

The Divine Emperor whispered, "Most of the Immortal Emperors in the world are difficult to sacrifice to. The difficulty lies in those few."

"Either my cultivation is insufficient, or I don't know myself..."

"These two factors determine the difficulty of breaking free from the shackles of cause and effect... All our insights from cultivation come from the world, from the One and Only Dao. It supports our strength. If we want to sacrifice to the Dao, it is tantamount to suicide. It is too difficult."

"Sacrificing the source of my own power in order to break through is a false proposition..."

How does a person lift himself up by his hair?
Could an omnipotent god create a stone that he himself could not lift?
If you have obtained the Tao from heaven and earth, how can you resist heaven and earth?
It's all a question.

"However, if we can make good use of external things, the situation will be different..."

"Now I understand that the success of the orthodox ritual is actually due to the sacrifice of the third generation bronze coffin owner, who remained in the world but was detached from the world..."

"So, either you take the pollen road to pay tribute to the Tao, or you break through in the most decisive battle... In both processes, you resonate with that heart and become the key external force to break the entanglement between human nature and Tao nature."

"It's a pity that we are not such people... Fortunately, there are people who have found a way out of the evil path, which has deeply touched me."

"They either used sentient beings as a prelude, or used the things left behind by the three-generation bronze coffin owner as a prelude... In any case, they suppressed their innate Tao nature and became detached from it."

"Although I am not a good person, I cannot do such a thing. I have no choice but to compromise and forge some 'official seals' to attract people's attention and resonance, and in turn infect my own moral nature!"

"Don't mention it, the effect is quite good..."

The Divine Emperor smiled, "In the process of mutual influence, I gradually touched that extraordinary realm... As long as I continue to try and cut off the nature of the Supreme and Only Dao bit by bit, perhaps I will stand in the realm of the Sacrifice Dao!"

He explained his own method and talked about his own path, speaking in a leisurely manner without hiding anything.

The Green Emperor listened silently, was deeply moved, and nodded from time to time.

Finally, he said with envy, "God Emperor, you are really amazing... Unlike me, I am still on the road and can't see much hope."

"Even though we found the stone zither that once belonged to the third-generation bronze coffin owner from the ruins, connected the broken strings, and searched for the music score he once played, there is still something missing..."