Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Han Yu felt that the other party was talking nonsense. Why didn't he want to know? Once he knew where the Heavenly Dao was, the first thing he would do was to find it and return this mess to it.

Then he can continue to lie flat, or quietly watch them compete.

He can't handle this mess anymore.

Now that the Celestials have shown their faces, it's no longer something he can act recklessly. Not to mention recklessly, if he even makes a move, the other party would probably slap him to death like a mosquito.

The wise old man pondered for a moment, expecting to utter something groundbreaking, but...

"I also want to know!"

"You do not know?"

Han Yu's face immediately fell. He felt that the old devil, Zhi Sou, was probably trying to fool him again.

I said before that the Heavenly Dao was nowhere to be found, and just now I heard that the Heavenly Dao is in the Central Continent.

Now they're saying they don't know.

Can these ancient relics, which are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old, still utter a single word of truth?

"I really don't know. Even the idea that the Heavenly Dao entered the Central Continent is just a guess. It's just that the other party believed it, just like me."

The wise old man's tone was full of helplessness. If they really knew where the Heavenly Dao was, not only would Han Yu want to find it, but he would also want to find it.

"Then what exactly are you?"

This is Han Yu's third question: What role does the Wise Old Man play in the Heavenly Dao camp?

Judging from his scheming, he first tricked the old Taoist priest and then misled the celestial being's perfectly good disciple.

Then they set a trap for the Yama Palace and the Heavenly Dao Sect.

In addition, his strength is unfathomable, and he seems to have authority in the Soul Realm.

It's hard for him not to care.

"You will know when the Heavenly Dao appears in the future."

Unfortunately, the wise old man simply refused to speak, and if he didn't want to talk, Han Yu really couldn't do anything about it.

You can't just die once and then go to the Soul Realm to demand an explanation from the other party, can you?
So it seems that this argument isn't something that absolutely has to be discussed.

"Then what happened to him? Did you really screw him over?"

Han Yu supported the dying old Taoist priest, whose cultivation had been suddenly crippled. Although it didn't kill him, it was still a significant blow.

Now, he is listless and his vitality is extremely low.

He instinctively wanted to give the old Taoist a pill to help him recover. As soon as he took it out, the old Taoist, who had been half-dead, suddenly perked up as if he had a sudden burst of energy before death.

"No...don't give it to me..."

He'd rather live than die, but if he took the tung oil pill, he really wouldn't survive.

The matter of the Earth Wood Pill is no secret in Zhongzhou; everyone knows that this thing is a pill tailor-made for Han Yu.

He was the only one who ate it without any problems; other cultivators would likely die if they did. He might have dared to eat it before his cultivation was ruined, but he definitely wouldn't dare now.

Having barely escaped from Han Yu's grasp at the Earth and Wood Pill, the old Taoist priest once again returned to a listless state, looking half-dead.

Han Yu looked at it with regret for a long time, "I will help you find a way to improve your cultivation level. In the end, it's all because of me."

He felt quite guilty about this. Although the old Taoist priest hadn't been able to help at all after arriving, he had still put in a lot of effort, and that effort had been more than he could bear.

He did absolutely nothing and wasted all his cultivation, what a huge loss! At least throwing him into the sea would make a splash!

It’s really not worth it!

"It's none of your business. In the end, it's me who dragged you into this."

The old Taoist priest, contrary to his usual behavior, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This surprised Han Yu, who thought the old Taoist was afraid that he would feel guilty.

"Please don't say anymore, I know. When the opportunity arises, I'll see if I can use some kind of elixir to restore you to your former health."

He could only pin his hopes on the pill in the bottle, since such a huge matter could only be resolved by hoping that the bottle might have such a pill.

"Actually, if it weren't for me, He wouldn't have appeared."

The old Taoist priest could only smile bitterly. It wasn't that he was crippled for not accomplishing anything; rather, it was because he could influence the Heavenly River that he provoked that person.

Ultimately, it seems that it was because of him that Han Yu was in such a sorry state.

He almost died there.

"Isn't it because of me?"

Han Yu thought it was because he, the puppet of the Heavenly Dao, had attracted such a great figure.

Is it because he's experienced?

Why does he seem a little skeptical?
Does the old man have such a powerful presence?
"He wasn't lying. Thousands of years ago, he was the only one among the five disciples under the Celestial Being who was accepted as a disciple but not a nominal one."

The wise old man, unusually not feigning death, suddenly interjected with this comment, his voice echoing in the void: "And he's the kind of person who can suppress the Four Extremes Palace all by himself."

Han Yu is currently only barely able to fight Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan. He is already no match for Shang Wanfeng, let alone the one who has not yet appeared.

Therefore, the wise old man's words were enough for Han Yu to imagine how powerful the old Taoist priest had been back then.

Han Yu's expression gradually turned strange after hearing this. As everyone knows, his focus is usually quite peculiar, as was the case at this moment.

"So, you resorted to underhanded tactics to drag someone's most prized disciple down with you, destroying him if you couldn't have him?"

A cough came from the void, as if the Wise Old Man had choked on Han Yu's words.

What does it mean to destroy what you can't have?

Is this saying applicable here?

"That's the gist of it. So this is why you deliberately tricked them? So that person just came out to clean house and take care of me in the process?"

Han Yu pondered for a moment before speaking.

So, wouldn't he be suffering an undeserved disaster? That's not right either. After all, he had already turned the Heavenly Dao Sect upside down, causing heavy casualties among the lower-level cultivators. Let alone because of the old Taoist, it would be normal for him to be dealt with alone.

The wise old man coughed a few times and said slowly, "You're wrong. I didn't cheat him. I didn't even lie to him."

The old Taoist nodded in agreement, a point he had never denied. Whatever the wise man's motives, his words were true.

"Above the divine path are rules, and each rule is unique. Once someone dominates it, others are basically cut off from this path."

“Master controls three rules: destruction, obscuring, and suppression. If we continue down the same path as before, we will likely end up like them, only able to obtain one of the three rules, but ultimately not one that we can control.”

The rules of destruction for the Yangtze River Ape have been eroded for thousands of years without ever reaching a satisfactory conclusion.

Although Shang Wanfeng's power was perfect, it was only perfect in his own control. He was not in control of that power, and he could never break through his own shackles by using the rules to reach the point of breaking through to the Divine Realm.

"To break through to the Divine Realm, one must at least master the power of one rule."

The old Taoist sighed helplessly. This matter was the key reason that prompted him to abandon the so-called broad road of the Heavenly Dao Sect and embark on the narrow path.

"I don't know how many rules there are in this world, but I know that there are as many cultivators as there are fish crossing a river. Does that mean that in the end, very few people will be able to break through to the Divine Path Realm?"

Han Yu spoke thoughtfully, but quickly realized he had been foolish.

The reason is simple: putting aside everything else, in this vast world and throughout the long years, how many people can truly reach the Divine Realm?

In cultivation holy lands like the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Yama Palace, over nearly ten thousand years, how many cultivators have actually been qualified to walk this path?
Not counting the shills, what about the four from the Four Extremes Hall? Or maybe the old Taoist priest too.

Those in the Yama Palace seem to have no rules at all; the First Palace hasn't intervened, so I don't know.

At the same time, the Wise Man spoke up, "Three thousand rules!"

"Three thousand rules between heaven and earth have been released by the Heavenly Dao, which means that this world allows three thousand people above the Divine Dao Realm to exist."

"The Heavenly Dao Sect, however, gained its destruction without any effort, directly through deception, and also through three extremely powerful rules: concealment and suppression."

"And the one in the Yama Palace tricked people out of the three rules of decay, creation, and life."

Han Yu's first reaction was that Heaven was stupid for releasing its power like that?
"If it doesn't die, who will? It created so many loopholes for people to exploit, so all of this is just trouble that guy brought on himself."

The wise old man was also quite helpless, because it was very difficult to judge this matter.

"Didn't I tell you that the Way of Heaven comes from all living beings? Ten thousand years ago was the most prosperous era for all living beings, so the Way of Heaven emerged."

In that era, the Way of Heaven was completely ignorant, and everything was still in the exploratory stage, yet two extraordinary celestial beings emerged.

Heaven, which had never been deceived before, naturally fell for it.

First, he was tricked out of two sacred artifacts, then he was tricked out of several rules, and finally he was coaxed into releasing three thousand rules to give the Divine Path Realm a way out.

As a result, Heaven suffered a terrible misfortune and was tricked so badly that it lost everything.

If both sides of the celestial beings hadn't been so ambitious, the Heavenly Dao itself would probably have been destroyed by then.

spendthrift!
The image that came to Han Yu's mind was that of a rich but spendthrift son.

The wise old man corrected him on this matter, and it was only on this issue that he was extremely serious.

"You can't be too harsh on it. It's newly created, and everything is still experimental. The original intention of the Three Thousand Rules was to give a chance to exceptionally talented people like Daoist Zhu. Cultivators in the Divine Path Realm should be grateful for this."

"As for the two sacred objects, it is said that it was created to sort out this world, and everything was for the purpose of making this world more perfect."

It can be said that if it weren't for the two celestial beings' ambitious nature, the world would probably be very different.

Two exceptionally talented beings ultimately destroyed everything due to their ambition. However, there seems to be a cause and effect in the dark. Wasn't it because of this greed that the Celestial Race was destroyed, and thus the people of Zhongzhou came into being today?

These two are the only true celestial beings left today.

After the wise old man's explanation, Han Yu, though unable to fully understand the Way of Heaven, was still unable to comprehend why it could do these things, as he had never stood in the Way of Heaven's shoes.

However, excluding the actions of the two celestial beings, all of Heaven's actions seem to be without any selfish motives, and could even be said to be for the betterment of this world.

"It seems those two celestial beings are really no good; they could even be so heartless as to deceive such a stupid Heavenly Dao."

Han Yu revealed a row of white teeth on his dark face and let out a sneer. (End of Chapter)