The ultimate black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 810 Hundreds of millions of hardships, hundreds of millions of pains...

For a moment, the red-haired ancestor felt that the pollen emperor in front of him had probably been beaten a little less severely and had been suppressed on the plateau for a shorter period of time. Otherwise, why would he say such "generally trustworthy" words? ah!

Borrowing external forces... The red-haired ancestor hesitated to speak, and hesitated to speak again - Is there any evolutionary path in the world that pays more attention to external forces than the pollen path you opened? !

The pollen particles flying all over the sky and the pollen particles deposited in the depths of the mountains and rivers of the world are all the beliefs, pride, and courage left by the sages and heroes, which have become the qualifications for the monks on the Pollen Road to move forward, helping baptism and transformation...

This is comparable to the bloodline method!

It's just that the bloodline method means that no matter how hard it is for the ancestors, and no matter how hard it is for the descendants, I will bear the infamy.

As for Huafen Road, no matter how hard it is for heroes, no matter how hard it is for outstanding people, they will not be spared even if they die, and they will be dragged up to work.

He suffered a lot for heroes and heroes, but he still had a good reputation. He fainted in the toilet crying, cursed and joined the weird camp, shouting "dogs are weird and life-and-death, and red-haired blame for unknown inheritance".

Now, the red-haired ancestor has a deep and clear understanding of his own level, plays the role of a thigh pendant seriously, relies on connections and background to open up a path to transcendence for himself, and borrows from external forces.

But the Pollen Emperor has somewhat forgotten his true nature, forgetting that he is an "ornamental flower" and not a "piranha flower"!

The red-haired ancestor was silent for a long time, but his eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the Pollen Emperor, as if he wanted to see through her internal organs. Was he so heartless that he ignored the reality? Or do you still have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, so you are fearless?

Xu Shi's gaze that tortured his soul was so terrifying that Emperor Huafen finally woke up from the dream of "Pu Xin" and recalled his position in the food chain here.

"hey-hey……"

She smiled awkwardly, "As for 'external force', just pretend I didn't say it..."

As he spoke, he seemed to be looking for a step for himself, "The Taoist worships reincarnation, the plateau consciousness offers sacrifices to the copper coffin of the third generation, the Great Dream Immortal offers sacrifices to the evil ancestor...many transcendent beings rely on external forces to surpass the Tao. Above that, if I am one more, it will not count as Doha..."

It has to be said that Emperor Pollen knows how to relieve himself of psychological pressure.

With such a move, she felt at ease in the blink of an eye, and it didn't matter if she took shortcuts. After all, as she said, those who take shortcuts are the mainstream these days, and there are not many who rely on themselves. It doesn't matter if she is the one who takes the back door. .

The red-haired ancestor finally withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly, "As long as you have this awareness... I'm not talking about you. From my point of view, with your temperament and wisdom, without any external help, I'm afraid you will be hopeless for the rest of your life. On the altar."

He said very hurtful words, and when Emperor Huafen's eyes became increasingly dangerous, he changed the topic again, "However, I have to say that you actually have a good hand. As long as you can wake up and operate it seriously, you can't do it on the altar of sacrifice." It’s said to be at your fingertips, but it’s so close.”

"Oh?" Emperor Huafen was serious and listened carefully.

The red-haired ancestor looked at her deeply, then turned around to look at the place where he came from. It was the dojo of Dameng Immortal Lord. Not far away, he was blocked by the Flower Fen Emperor. There was a confrontation. A fierce battle, killing till the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

"A ready-made template is right in front of you. Fellow Taoist, haven't you realized it yet?!" He looked at Emperor Huafen, who still had a blank look on his face even though he signaled. He shook his head and sighed, "fellow Taoist, you are really..."

"Oh, I suddenly understand the meaning of what my brother once said... Pollen Emperor, what does she know about pollen roads?"

This sentence was the most heart-wrenching and made Emperor Pollen blush - it hurt people's self-esteem so much!

Doesn’t she understand the pollen road?

how? Do you understand? !

She had an urge to jump, but she knew that the red-haired ancestor would not act aimlessly, so she maintained a certain degree of restraint.

While jumping and restraining, she vaguely captured some kind of inspiration, and looked thoughtfully at the location of Dameng Xianzun's monastery. A magnificent world shone, and the six worlds rotated, and they seemed to be there. A Taoist tree carries Taoist flowers and condenses Taoist fruits...

The Pollen Emperor's eyes gradually deepened and he whispered, "Roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruits..."

Dameng Xianzun relied on to achieve enlightenment. He was not fighting alone from beginning to end, but a group of people working side by side!

There is the seed method of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​which takes root and sprouts.

There is the bloodline method of the Demon Ancestor, and all living beings are stems.

There is the reincarnation method of the evil ancestor, where leaves grow and leaves fall.

There is the pollen road of the pollen emperor, sacrificed as a flower.

In the end, the four evolutionary paths were perfectly combined, seizing the cause and effect that the Evil Ancestor Ye Fan had chopped off, refining it in an instant, and finally establishing the Dao Fruit!

Regarding this, Emperor Pollen has a very complicated mood - the evolutionary path she has reached to the top has been used by others as an important puzzle piece for transcendence, but she can no longer go on her own path, missing a vital and abandoned part. All courage.

But now, one of the ancestors is saying that she has never understood the pollen road, so naturally she cannot walk on it.

"He who learns from me lives, and he who imitates me dies."

The Pollen Emperor leisurely said, "Yes, I value the abstract concept of pollen too much. The courage, belief, and pride of those heroes are regarded as pollen particles and become the catalyst for the path forward under my feet."

"But...I should be a flower!"

She sighed, raised one hand, and what appeared in her hand was... a seed.

"An ornamental flower has more than just pollen."

She sighed, "I am a flower, but now I only value pollen, in order to resonate with the world's will to sacrifice..."

"However, this is the path my master has walked, and it is the path Chang Heng wants me to take, but it has never been everything to me..."

Understanding flashed in Emperor Huafen's eyes.

"I should have a life of flowers blooming and falling. This is my evolution when I was ignorant. After blooming, it withered, turned into seeds, and grew again."

In the small courtyard where the copper coffin was once owned for three generations, there is an ornamental flower. The flowers bloom and fall, the flowers fall and the flowers bloom again and again.

"It's not long-lasting, never withering, and constantly settling... That's actually the performance of the 'Lotus of Samsaras'."

"I resonated with my sacrifice and condensed pollen. It seemed magnificent and brilliant...but it has deviated from my right path."

The Pollen Emperor let out a long breath, "All the pollen is deposited in the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and in the sun, moon, and stars. It seems to outline the most magnificent picture, but... what is pollen?"

"What is the mission of Pollen?"

"It is the transmission of life, the transmission of hope..."

She smiled bitterly, "What's the use of precipitating pollen? The most important thing to do is to spread flowers and pollinate, so that my only flower can grow in every corner of the world, no longer alone, no longer alone..."

As she spoke, she hesitated, frowned, and looked at the red-haired ancestor, "Is this the path I really should take? But, if so, why didn't He point it out and tell me?"

She was confused.

"Because in this case, I can say it, but the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation will not say it. I can only say it through other people's mouths."

The red-haired ancestor was very calm, "This is determined by His path... Are you talking about inheritance and transmission to a creature that can sacrifice the world over and over again?"

"It doesn't work, okay!"

"History has been cut off, time and space have turned into nothingness, and the entire world has been wiped out. How can there be a future? How can there be any need to pass on?" The red-haired ancestor shrugged, "It was so extreme that it even tore apart himself."

"But if you look at his behavior after splitting, you can see that he actually has some thoughts and ideas that have changed... The emergence of the weird clan may be related to this."

"The ten ancestors are enough for the great sacrifice to the world. Why do we need the help of any 'ethnic group'?"

"However, there is indeed a strange clan that has come to the world, and there are special clans like dark creatures."

"The original substance can be continuously diluted, but the main effect has not been reduced. It can channel the dead and resurrect the corpse."

"The source and the mystery contained in it make people think deeply."

As the only surviving first-generation ancestor of the weird clan, the red-haired ancestor has a strong say in this matter.

The special nature of the original material was also the reason why he had the mentality of "seizing work and power" in the first place.

If the original material can only transform the ancestors into immortal emperors and make them become the chosen workers and the person in charge of the great festival, how can the red-haired clan dominate the weird and ominous orthodoxy in Hongmao?

It is precisely because the original matter can still "enlighten" the dead even if it is diluted millions of times, that there is room for manipulation. The Demon Emperor's bloodline collectively settled in strangely, playing tricks on others.

This side reflects that the original substance contains the hope of transmission, and has the potential intention to create a community and common understanding.

If it is taken to an extreme, all living creatures in the world will die, transformed by the diluted original material, and all will become a strange clan...

Without the disputes between different races, without the confrontation between different civilizations...then, will there be a perfectly harmonious world?

Although such a world may be a bit abstract, this body has red hair, that one flows with black blood, this one has golden scales, that one breathes clouds and mist...

However, everyone believes in the original and worships their "Creator", and everything is in order.

Perhaps, this is indeed a "perfect world", a utopian world. After a short period of pain, a strange and harmonious world ushered in.

pity……

The original intention of the original matter may be good, but the plateau consciousness is executed badly.

As an embryo still in the placenta, it needs endless vitality to nourish, so it has to be harvested and sacrificed repeatedly.

He spreads the original matter without eroding the entire world - without normal life, where can He harvest the vitality?

As a result, the process got stuck, turning the short-term pain into endless long-term pain.

"In a sense, the corrosiveness of the original matter can also be regarded as a different kind of pollen..." the red-haired ancestor whispered, "the pollen path you opened, the pollen particles can baptize the monks, the original matter Why not?"

"Compared to you, the original matter goes one step further...not only baptism, but also pollination."

"Using living beings as carriers, it bears ominous fruits... Finally, a strange true spirit is born."

"It's not about taking over the body, it's about being born!"

"So, strange creatures can be transmitted to ten, from ten to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands, and from thousands to thousands... When you see a strange creature in the sun, you have to know that there are already thousands of them in the darkness. Thousands of strange creatures..."

"It's a pity that although the origin of this strange ethnic group is the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation, it is obvious that he does not like to see him very much..."

The red-haired ancestor shook his head, "However, it is weird, you are you... If you can take this path, He will probably be very pleased."

"So, there are things that He didn't say and won't say, but you came here and saw me and the dojo of Dameng Immortal Lord."

"Let me tell you through my mouth, and let the case of the Great Dream Immortal Venerable inspire you..."

"You have to turn into a complete flower, so that your splendor will not only have you in the future, but thousands of you, to convey this beauty and hope..."

"I think about it, you are only useful for this, who told you to be an ornamental flower?"

"Besides being ornamental and beautiful, it seems that there is no other use..."

The Red Hair Ancestor touched his chin, "In the old days, the flowers in the courtyards of the plateau bloomed in the homes of ordinary people?"

"..."The Pollen Emperor squinted at him, that mouth was really able to poke people's hearts, making people "shiver with anger" again and again.

"I understand the truth, and then what?" The Pollen Emperor took a deep breath and suppressed the evil fire in his heart.

"Of course, we have to find a way to pollinate the flowers!" The Red-haired Ancestor spread his hands, "Make it bigger and stronger, create brilliance..."

"Let others take the path you can't take..."

"That makes sense!"

"As a plant spirit, what path should I take? Of course, let others do it for me!"

"But then again, flowers...how do they pollinate?"

The Red-haired Ancestor and the Pollen Emperor stared at each other.

This is a good question.

"I... I don't know!" Pollen Emperor's eyes were full of confusion. "When I was young, apart from that lotus, I was the only flower, and there was no other flower of the same kind..."

"...That's right." The Red Hair Ancestor nodded, "That's the territory of the Coffin Master."

"But, times have changed. As an ornamental flower, you are still the only one... But there are many "weird flowers" in the world..."

"And then again, based on my superficial understanding, the process of pollination depends on some medium..." Red Hair pondered, "Maybe, it's a swarm of bees?"

"A little bee flew into the flowers..."

"Or maybe it was the wind As a medium... moving with the wind..."

"Bee...wind..."

"Of course, these are just ordinary media for pollination. You... want to carry the pollen you made, even if it is quite difficult, it will be very strenuous..."

The Red-haired Ancestor said this, sighing twice, "In a trance, I seemed to see another evil ancestor, who was given a great mission by heaven, and had to work hard, starve his body, and hurt his soul... until he was completely desperate and lost his heart, and in despair, he had a great enlightenment, was reborn, and had boundless passion, resolute faith, and supreme courage..."

"Billions of hardships, billions of pains, wrote a myth..."