After leaving the endless abyss, everyone has reached the third level of the Xuankong Flying Star.
From the eighteenth floor to the third floor, everyone walked over like a dream.
At the front, a man is walking alone in the forest wilderness.
Behind him, Song Changling and others stared at Lin Huang, unable to relax for a long time. They never imagined that what Lin Huang understood in the endless abyss was actually the ruthless way of heaven.
Bai Xiaopang was very confused, "What exactly is the ruthless way of heaven? Will Mr. Lin twitch his head at some point and ruthlessly kill us all?"
"Ruthless, not heartless!"
Song Changling replied: "Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. This is a very old saying, to the effect that heaven and earth regard all things as equal!"
"Since all things are equal, nature is ruthless!"
"The ruthless way of heaven is one of the truths of heaven and earth... However, with the passage of time and the changes of the times, such a way is no longer suitable for today's warriors!"
"Why isn't it suitable?"
Luo Huanhuan asked.
"The so-called ruthlessness means disregarding everything in the world and being self-centered. They don't need to live in groups or have feelings for anyone. Humans can trace their origins back to ancient times, although they are also beasts. But the reason why the human race can rise is because they understand what it means to live in groups.
, and gradually lose the nature of beasts. Otherwise, the Yangyang human race will not be able to dominate the continent!"
"As for people who understand the ruthless way of heaven, their thoughts will be closer to the thoughts before human beings settled in. They regard themselves as the center of the world, and it is okay not to provoke them; but once they feel threatened, in order to survive, they will
If you meet gods, kill gods; if you meet Buddhas, kill Buddhas!”
"Because this kind of Taoist thought is adjacent to the ancient times, understanding the ruthless way of heaven will bring them extremely powerful power. That kind of power is even the power of ancient times! But such thoughts will also make him separate from the world of the human race.
, if you are not careful, you will become the enemy of the whole world!"
Song Changling explained.
But Fatty Bai laughed coldly and looked at Song Changling with disdain, "It's just nonsense. I don't think Boss Lin is doing well now. Isn't he just a little cold and withdrawn? It's good to look like this.
Yes, like a king!"
Song Changling saw Little Fatty Bai acting recklessly and ignored him. He just continued: "When beasts are hungry, they will hunt for food, even if they eat their own relatives; if they feel danger, they will kill them in time.
Stifle danger; if someone invades its territory, they will send death to the enemy. In their eyes, there is no emotion, only survival, profit, and becoming stronger! In order to achieve these goals, they can use any means!"
"You're calling Boss Lin a beast! Damn it, you're tired of living!"
Bai Xiaopang stared, wanting to smash Song Changling's head with a hammer.
Song Changling still ignored Bai Xiaopang, "In this world, those who live in isolation are either beasts or gods! Since Lin Huang is not a god now, he can only be a beast!"
Li Chunfeng kept frowning. Hearing Song Changling's words became more and more scary, his face felt sad, "What should I do?"
Song Changling shook his head.
He knew a lot about the countless avenues between heaven and earth, but if he wanted to strip away a warrior's avenues, he didn't know how to start.
The insights that are rooted in the souls and thoughts of warriors may be incapable of even a Saint-Emperor-like existence.
…
In the forbidden land of the ancient Xuantian God Clan.
It is still the pavilion made of dead wood.
In the pavilion, the middle-aged man with half his hair as white as snow and half as black as ink was gently adjusting his sleeves.
And outside the pavilion, there was a person kneeling, hidden under a dark robe and a ferocious mask. It was impossible to tell the identity of this person.
At this moment, the man was holding a jade plate in both hands.
There are two jade slips in the jade plate.
The middle-aged man with clear black and white hair waved his sleeves gently, and the jade slip on the right side of the jade plate burst into bright light, projecting a scene in the sky above Qingtian Wu Mansion.
Looking at the brutal fighting in the light curtain, the middle-aged man raised the corner of his mouth with a cold look on his face, "Young man with a yellow mouth, you are wise. Now that you know that the Qingtian Martial Palace is a dead game, you give up decisively. Tsk tsk... If it takes a thousand years,
Before, with your character, I am afraid that many strong men will appear and die in this Shura battlefield. It is a pity that the peerless masters of my God Clan cannot wait and wait, so they can only run away in vain!"
After speaking, the middle-aged man shook his head.
Then, he waved his sleeves again, and a curtain of light spread out from the jade slip on the left.
The scene projected in the light curtain turned out to be Lin Huang, Song Changling and others outside the endless abyss of the ancient battlefield.
The middle-aged man sat on the steps like a farmer, looking up at the forest wilderness in the light curtain, observing carefully for a long time. It was not until half a quarter of an hour later that he stood up and clapped his hands.
"Sure enough... I said that during the battle in the ruins, the body Qin Changsheng borrowed to appear could not be an ordinary person, and must have something to do with the Zuojia Ming Cult. Li Baiyi, this piece should also be one of your chess pieces.
One!"
"Very good, he walked into the endless abyss as I expected!"
"Moreover, I successfully understood the ruthless way of heaven!"
"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. After understanding the ruthless way of heaven, no matter how you, Li Baiyi, plan, no matter how he has any connection with the Zuojia Ming Cult, he will not be used by you! Now he is a beast...
…very good!"
While muttering to himself, the middle-aged man with clear black and white hair stopped, turned around and looked at the kneeling man in front of him, and said majestically: "Send a message to Emperor Hun Sheng, asking him not to have any influence on Lin Huang.
Without the slightest intention to kill, at the same time, I used benefits to draw him into our Xuantian Divine Clan."
"Here!"
The kneeling man spoke in a low voice, and then quickly disappeared from the middle-aged man's sight.
The middle-aged man also returned to the dead wood pavilion, sat down, picked up an embroidery needle, and embroidered a picture of mountains and rivers with breathless concentration, and chuckled at the same time:
"Back then, my Emperor Tianshu and Wang Yifeng were unable to decide the outcome, which was so regrettable. I gave you a thousand years to grow, hoping that you could be my opponent. I will take care of the chess pieces you have laid down for these thousand years.
Find them one by one, I hope you can surprise me. Also let me see what Tianji Twelve is capable of!"
…
In the ancient battlefield, after everyone escaped from the endless abyss, they had already begun to penetrate into the third level of the Xuankong Flying Star.
The third floor.
It is like an ancient Shura battlefield.
Thousands of miles ahead, everything is dark and blood-soaked.
Countless mountains collapsed, and rubble spread across the battlefield.
The crisscrossing rivers have long since dried up and broken.
On the battlefield, the earth was cracked, and there were traces and abyss left by countless swords and halberds. Continuous corpses were scattered on the battlefield, most of them with incomplete bones.
Or the head is broken.
Or the body is broken into two parts.
Or countless corpses lie in an abyss, filling the abyss.
There are also the corpses of ancient monsters that died as mounts.
The armor is covered in dust and rusty.
A black and bloody spear.
A giant drum that is a hundred feet high and has a broken head.
…
Lin Huang couldn't see it, and even if he could see it, he would probably be indifferent now, so he walked calmly on the ancient battlefield.
But Song Changling and others walked among them, but they frowned heavily.
Even though they were thousands of years apart, they could still feel that on this battlefield, they had experienced such shocking and earth-shattering fighting a long time ago.
The abyss was filled with corpses, and the ground was soaked in blood. At a glance, the rows of skeletons looked like a lush forest. A hundred-foot-long giant drum burst, and the majestic battle flag was buried in the loess.
There were countless rusty weapons in their hands, so they knew that in front of them was the corpse of a peerless warrior.
Looking at the inescapable battlefield, with gusts of dark wind surrounding them, everyone could not help but shiver! They seemed to be able to feel that there were countless souls on this battlefield that had never dispersed.
Lin Huang, who was walking at the front, stopped at some point.
He raised his head and saw nothing.
Everyone also stopped. They also raised their heads and looked at where Lin Huang was looking, with obvious shock in their eyes.
Thousands or tens of thousands of miles ahead of them, there was a monument!