The Great Black Hand

Hearing this, the boatman's hat rose slightly and he laughed softly, "How can this be true?!"

"They use the big world to practice, putting the cart before the horse, and their creation of law is nothing but clouds. The realm of the fairyland may seem vast, but in fact it is just a pile of building blocks, not a single thing. If a disaster strikes, everyone will flee when a catastrophe comes."

"Furthermore, I have lost my deep thoughts and composure, and have touched upon the unknown. I have a way to die, but no way to live. All have turned into dry bones under the years."

The boatman made a nonchalant comment, and while chatting and laughing, he evaluated the fairyland as worthless.

Jiang Yifei pretended to be speechless for a while, then spoke solemnly, "In my ancestral world, heroes once rose up, with far-reaching ambitions, grasping time, and opening up reincarnation... One is the Endless, and the other is the Six Paths!"

"To revolve through the myriad worlds of the heavens, to float and sink in the six realms of existence... can such a great aspiration make one a true hero?"

In response to this, the boatman looked downstream, shook his head and sneered, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it lightly, and was slightly drunk. "Although I have great ambitions, I don't know how to measure myself. If I talk nonsense like a fool, it will only add to my troubles."

Hearing this, Jiang Yifei frowned, as if the people in the Love Realm were dissatisfied with others' slander against the predecessors of the Mother Realm.

However, speaking objectively, it was difficult for him to refute it.

After a long while, his brows relaxed. "After the Endless Six Paths, the world was in ruins. Rumor has it that a hero rose up and illuminated the era. I heard that his name is Shi Hao. He is tenacious, moved and patient... I wonder if he can be a true hero?"

"Him?" The boatman laughed in a carefree manner, "I know this person. He was shot at the age of three and was breastfed at the age of four..."

"boom!"

Suddenly, there were roaring thunders and shaking lightnings on the long river of time, as if an unrivaled immortal sword was unsheathed from the darkness, emerging from a pool, wailing miserably, as if even eternity would be cut off!

"boom!"

Two wine glasses fell on the stone table. They were so shaken by the sudden shock that they couldn't hold them steadily.

Jiang Yifei looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if it was none of his business. He thought that the boatman on the opposite side was talking nonsense and he didn't hear anything.

The boatman's hand trembled for a moment before he picked up the wine glass. "...That's impossible."

"This person has an extraordinary mind and character. He was born to cultivate the Dao and came here to respond to disasters. Naturally, he is a great hero of the past, present and future, a true hero of the heavens and the worlds!"

At this moment, the boatman was very good at speaking and spoke highly of Shi Hao.

Only in this way can the thunder and lightning in the sky dissipate.

From this we can see that... talking nonsense can really kill people.

The dark history of a certain important person cannot be discussed or thought about!

No matter how heroic a person is, there are pasts that cannot be talked about. We cannot be too serious about them or dig into them, otherwise, he will most likely encounter an ominous fate. Even if he is an Immortal Emperor, he may be inexplicably killed one day, and his corpse may float in the sky.

Jiang Yifei's eyes moved, and he seemed to understand something.

"Practicing Taoism and responding to disasters, this is simply the biggest theme of the heavens and the world throughout the ages." He changed the subject and did not dare to dwell on Huang Wolong for too long or discuss him too much.

For example, something like “I love animal milk the most”!

He just doesn't understand at all!

After all, he was not born in the chaotic ancient times, so how could he know these things?

If he ever learns of such gossip, it must have been spread secretly by someone else...

For example, a certain Corpse Immortal Emperor who was defeated miserably by his hands in the past must have been unwilling to accept his past failure, so he spread all kinds of rumors to discredit the wise and powerful image of Emperor Huang Tian!

When Jiang Yifei thought of the wonderful idea, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 315 I am a good man, but I am a thief!

Jiang Yifei, as the ancestor of demons and the emperor of humans, what bad intentions could he have?

Even though the world is filthy, he is like a blooming white lotus, rising from the mud without being stained, and washing in the clear water without being coquettish.

At this moment, facing an immortal emperor who was both good and evil, he was fearless and pointed to the long river of time, "If we talk about cultivating the Tao and facing disasters, there will always be geniuses who are born at the wrong time and have bad luck. Even if they have the ambition to turn the tide and their achievements are as great as those of nature, they should have been glorious for eternity and passed down for millions of years, but it is a pity that they died halfway through their lives, leaving only residual fire and broken bones..."

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this one?"

The bronze coffin was like a boat, having crossed who knows how much ancient history it had crossed, and finally it reached a section of the river of time, surging violently, roaring and rolling up thousands of waves.

In a splendid and brilliant world, a peerless hero rises up, with a bright heart, and wants to quell unrest and suppress darkness.

The founder of the law and the founder of the Tao, who reached the realm of quasi-immortal emperor, the existence of this person has surpassed thousands of eras and is an indelible glorious page in the history of cultivation.

Finally, on the coast of the vast world, on the boundless embankment, a faint footprint emerged, spread, and walked towards the sea.

The figure was hazy, dressed in white robe, handsome and elegant. He crossed the sea and landed on the other side of darkness. He conquered the enemy and a shocking war broke out.

However, he was outnumbered and two fists could not defeat six hands. He disappeared completely in the brilliant light, carrying the blood of his enemies.

The light went out, leaving only darkness, which is still noisy in the world.

However, he still left behind a ball of fire, as if it contained hidden hope, striving to illuminate future generations and provide a backup plan for future quasi-immortal emperors who would conquer darkness.

He is like the stars and poems. Although he is dead and his blood has stained the sky, he still shines brightly in the world.

Countless years later, Emperor Huang Tian also illuminated him, but he disappeared too early and had been dead for too long, so even for the Emperor it was difficult to illuminate him. He just gave him a little chance of revival.

However, in preparation for the most brutal battle, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix fought against each other on the plateau. He appeared and participated in the battle like countless remaining spirits of heroes in the past, and fell silent again, leaving behind only sadness.

At this moment, Jiang Yifei pointed and asked the boatman to comment on it.

The boatman pondered for a moment, and finally sighed, "This is indeed a true hero."

He is strong and proud, but not arrogant - after all, he has suffered a lot from society.

Back then, he always called himself the invincible emperor, but he was eventually bullied by Wolong and beaten up by a mysterious master. Finally, he became much more humble.

He looked at the quasi-immortal emperor in white clothes crossing the sea, and seemed to see one-third of his own shadow when he was young, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

"If that's the case, he is considered a true hero, then... if the emperor falls and people die, wouldn't that just be a regret left in history?"

Jiang Yifei smiled, "How about we give him a hand?"

The Demon Ancestor suggested this.

Countless years later, Emperor Huang Tian was unable to fully reflect it because the time gap was too great.

However, for a certain Immortal Emperor who has been lying dead for countless epochs, it is a completely different matter.

The so-called era of the emperor's fall was just a short break in his long life, a "contemporary history" and nothing at all.

"This..." The boatman shook his head and sighed, "Time and history cannot be touched... I cannot rewrite them either, otherwise it will easily lead to great cause and effect."

Once bitten, twice shy.

Back then, this boatman showed off his skills, but in an attempt to show off, he ended up losing his life.

"Cause and effect..." Jiang Yifei laughed, "When you reach your level, is there any cause and effect in this world that can punish you?"

"Even if it is a major cause and effect, it must be done by an unparalleled master."

"Cause and effect have their limits!"

"Otherwise, the heavens and the worlds would be harvested again and again by the unknown and the dark, destroying the worlds and all living beings - what a terrible cause and effect this is!"

"But the forces of darkness are still high above and hard to sink?"

"So, the greatest cause and effect in this world has never been about time and history, but the common will of the strong people standing at the end of the road of cultivation!"

"Their common will determines the development and direction of history and time...Going against their will is the greatest cause and effect in this world!"

"On the contrary, as long as it does not violate the supreme will of these people, a small adjustment of one or two historical years is nothing."

The Demon Ancestor laughed.

Don’t think that the boatman is an Immortal Emperor. He may not have a clear understanding of the routines at this level.

Cultivation is not just about fighting and killing, it also involves the ways of the world!

Below the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, those are two different levels.

When one becomes an Immortal Emperor, even if he acts recklessly, even the heavens and the worlds will not have any good means of punishment, and he can only rely on other Immortal Emperors to deal with him.

Otherwise, how can this state be called "supreme" and regarded as the end of the path of cultivation?

Even the next level - sacrifice to the Tao, is even more terrifying. Even one's own evolutionary path and the Tao are sacrificed, leaving no cause and effect, footsteps, or weaknesses in the world.

In this case, the context of many things becomes clear.

As long as you can handle social interactions with fellow masters and not violate the collective will and interests of the Immortal Emperors, the rest of the things will be almost omnipotent!

At this moment, is it a big problem to pull someone away from death and escape from desperate situation?

It's big when you say it's big, it's not big when you say it's not big.

It is said to be a big deal because the death of this quasi-immortal emperor is directly related to the dark f4, and there is also a corpse immortal emperor lying dead behind him.

Later on, it was the era of the emperor's fall caused by him, and the two main stakeholders - Liu Shen and Huang Wolong.

The reason why it is not big is that all these obstacles can be solved!

Fighting and killing is naturally difficult to deal with, but dealing with human relationships is easy.

After all, Huang Wolong is a good sword. He wiped out the Dark F4 back then and taught the Corpse Immortal Emperor how to be a human being!

Huang, he can't solve problems, but he solves all the people who create problems!

It was he who told the world that if you want to make it in life, you need fists, a background, and power!

What does “historical years are great causes and effects and cannot be touched” mean?

It's so funny... Huang Wolong was just a human cultivator back then, but he went straight back to the time when the emperor fell. The young butcher was so frightened that his Taoism heart became unstable. He thought, "Since Huang was born, why should I be born?" and left resolutely. He didn't dare to stay in the same world with Huang, for fear that he would never be able to make a name for himself.

Afterwards, Huang Wolong was fine.

On the contrary, the Corpse Immortal Emperor attempted to change history and drove the "King of Dirty Talk" An Lan to attack, but he was beaten up in no time!

The contrast is so sharp, how can one not sigh?

Also.

The Corpse Immortal Emperor is just a lone wolf, how can he be compared with the Bronze Coffin Master's Similar Flower and the Number One of the Three Heavenly Emperors?

The Immortal Emperor Lu Jin is holding a vote. He has one vote against several votes. Won't he be sanctioned?

Why is the strange plateau always invincible and can offer sacrifices to the heavens whenever it wants?

Because they have a guaranteed twenty votes!

What kind of great cause and effect can punish them?

Even if you let the heavens and God hold their shit in, they still can't put together this lineup!

So, what sanctions?

If you don't change the rules of the game and turn the table over, you will be reaped again and again.

The Demon Ancestor had a clear understanding of the rules and naturally knew what to do and what not to do.

At present, the general trend remains unchanged, but the minor trends can be changed.

The plateau is difficult to overturn...but the resurrection of a few heroes who died in the past in this world is nothing.

He had originally thought of waiting until the future to do it himself and emulate the heroes of the past, but now that he had the boatman in front of him, it was natural for him to start emulating the heroes of the past as soon as possible.

'I hope he can be more reasonable...'

The Demon Ancestor sighed in his heart, 'Otherwise, I will have to find a way to beat him up and let him know what the consequences are of not accepting a toast and drinking a forfeit...'

As Jiang Yifei was thinking this, the boatman felt uncomfortable all over. His face under the bamboo hat and his eye sockets, which had been beaten by the mysterious master, were filled with pain.

"The ways of the world... Alas..."

The boatman sighed, "In that case, I'll give it a try..."

He stretched out one hand and sank it into the long river of time. The river water washed over him, stirring up countless waves.

At that time, it was the moment when several quasi-immortal emperors were fighting bloody battles. Emperor Cang, Emperor Yu, and Emperor Hong fought against a quasi-immortal emperor in white clothes. They killed each other madly, and the blood of the emperors dyed the sea of ​​​​realm.

In this battle, the sky was dark and the sun and moon were destroyed. They fought into chaos. A random blow could mean the life and death of a world, which was unpredictable.

"If you don't know your destiny, you will die!"

"Darkness is eternal, and so-called light is nothing but an illusion!"

"Let's go!"

The three dark quasi-immortal emperors have no moral principles. In the past, they were all powerful rulers who founded the Heavenly Court. But now they have fallen and become a calamity for future generations.

In the end, a spear brought an end to the battle.

The Feather Emperor took action, holding a spear in his hand, emitting a dazzling light, like a blood-red sun across the sky, piercing through the brow of the quasi-immortal emperor in white, strangling his soul and causing him to fall!