The river of destiny is mysterious and quiet, and its gurgles quietly like a white boat.
Jiang Zhenjun stepped on the fairy boat and floated forward, his eyes far away.
He had been looking at it for a long time.
He has been here before.
That seems like a story from long ago.
At that moment, everything was pitch black, and his eyes could not see through the river water.
Now he still can't see anything when he goes back and forth, because his destiny no longer allows others to spy on him. His destiny is in his own hands.
Every moment in the future is unknown, but most of it will be the result of his will.
He could finally dominate himself, but only after many years.
The changing fates of countless creatures finally formed such a peaceful river.
He waited quietly here, finally knowing that no one would wave to him.
Time is like passing water, and the past cannot be recalled.
The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, is ultimately a dream, and the struggle between the south and the north is in vain.
Now we use blood fortune telling to see fate fortune——
The old friend will never be seen again.
People who have known how to control their destiny for a long time do not know how to leave any trace of their own destiny.
Is it because you’ve seen the ending already?
Have you accepted it already?
Jiang Wang remained silent and finally looked forward.
A few drops of mosquito blood are not qualified to look at the eternity and trace the fate of the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire".
But the art of blood fortune is just an introduction. What Jiang Wang really relies on is his ability to deceive the sky, the misguided path of controlling destiny, and the "Sea of Bitterness and Eternal Desire Demon Art" that he killed with his own hands.
It was he who helped Yu Beidou seal the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absence of Desire" into Yu Beidou's eyes. He also personally participated in the scene when the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absence of Desire" was eliminated. He has something to do with this demonic art.
A deep involvement can be traced in one's own destiny.
See the devil through the devil, see the destiny through the blood, and see the past through the story.
It's like the fate of the abbot driving the boat in the Pure Land of Destiny.
It is impossible to learn the Zen skills of the hard-working master who controls destiny alone, but the technique of driving a boat is not difficult to replicate.
And use the fairy boat of seeing and hearing to gather clues, so that your ears and eyes should not miss anything.
Countless blood-colored light spots flew out from the surging river. They gathered together and condensed into a volume of animal skin book, which hung quietly in front of Jiang Wang and slowly pushed it away.
Only its inherent eternity can penetrate time like this.
The past fate of this animal skin book starts with the burning of the East China Sea. Moving forward, Jingye, the guarding general of Yinguang City in Rong State, Liu Huai, the eunuch of Yang State, and Yang Jiande, the last king of Yang State...scene by scene, all are...
unfold before your eyes.
Many details that Jiang Wang had not seen back then are now clearly presented.
He even saw Yang Xuance put down the scroll of magic power and take away the "Great Sun Golden Flame Jue".
Going further...
The "Blood Demon Art of Killing Love and Absolute Desire" has been around in the modern world because the previous Blood Demon Lord has been killed, leaving only residual thoughts representing the Blood Demon, and later he and Yu Beidou screamed.
And the "last Blood Demon Lord" was born in modern times, more specifically, in the age of myth——
Heavy rain!
The sky was filled with blood.
The foot of the mountain has become a flood, and the mountain road is littered with bones.
All the flesh and blood roared into a torrent, converging towards the top of the mountain.
The top of this mountain has been melted down long ago, and the majestic spiritual hall, pavilions, strange beasts and fairy grass, all their former glory have been reduced to one pool - it is a quagmire of flesh and blood that seems to be alive.
Densely packed blood dragons climbed up the mountain wall and gathered in this pool.
This quagmire, based on flesh and blood, dissolves precious phantoms, spiritual weapons, magical weapons, everything, like a greedy mouth that can never be satisfied.
In the middle of the quagmire, a blood bubble was swelling. In the middle of the blood bubble, there was a streak of blood electricity, which was as agile and noble as a divine dragon.
Jiang Wang's sight is outside the painting. He is a bystander of this period of history.
If he had the magical power to travel through time, or if he could ride on the demon race's time treasure ship called "Flying Light", he would probably be unable to resist entering the painting and try to kill this statue in the quagmire of flesh and blood.
But now he can only watch.
In this period of history that revolves around the age of mythology, the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire" used the name of a god and prayed for blood, completely killing a major sect in the world, blood-sacrificing 30,000 monks, and ruling the people under tens of millions of sects.
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From this, an extremely powerful Blood Demon King was born!
At this moment, it was the time for this Blood Demon Lord to be destroyed.
Because his evil deeds have been discovered. He uses blood as his spirit, imitates monks and governs the people, and uses the excuse of "nothing to contend with in the world, just waiting for the new heaven" to seclusion, constantly swallowing outsiders. In the chaos of the mythical age
At the end, it was indeed hidden for a while, but it was eventually illuminated by the bright sun and revealed under the blue sky.
A little woodcutter who disappeared here triggered a series of investigations. Finally, a powerful figure saw the clues and lifted the bloody lid.
Even though it is the end of the era and the world is in chaos, it is impossible to allow him, the Blood Demon Lord, to continue to devour people and deceive the world.
It was precisely because he was forced to the end that this Blood Demon King took back all the blood spirits and even digested the large sect spirit palace in order to make a last ditch effort.
The history Jiang Wang is looking at now is exactly the ending of this Blood Demon Lord.
It doesn't take long before the protagonist of this story enters the picture.
That was a man with an immortal spirit. He was walking on the mountain road climbed by the blood dragon, and he met those exposed white bones and then got lost.
He is wearing six ceremonial jade, which is wrapped around his waist. As he walks, his big sleeves are fluttering and ringing.
He looks like a middle-aged man, with a noble air between his eyebrows.
Although walking on a bloody mountain road, it feels like walking among clouds in the mountains.
He has a strong demeanor that does not belong to this place or even this era!
Among the black hair, there are two strands of white on the temples, like floating clouds in the long night.
He walked slowly and calmly up the mountain. He was clearly pushing the Blood Demon Lord towards a dead end, but his posture was as if he had come to have a drink with him.
The more Jiang Wang looked, the more familiar he looked, because the mountain climber and the looming clouds and mist beneath his feet were none other than Shanfu Qingyun!
Fellow fellow... no, fellow student?
In the age of mythology, was this person the one who killed the Blood Demon Lord?
At this point in time, the age of immortals has not yet come, but this person already possesses the magic of immortality and is stepping into the clouds. Could it be that he has started the era of immortals?
While Jiang Wang was having various thoughts in his mind, the man who was climbing the mountain suddenly stopped, turned around on the mountain path, and raised his head.
The sound of the wind is far away.
The swaying of the mountain forest seems to be in another world.
The quagmire of flesh and blood on the top of the mountain is still boiling, the blood demon is still roaring, and the power of blood is rushing around the world, colliding with the sun and the moon.
But everything has become very far away.
Although Jiang Wang was not in this time and space, he could vaguely feel that... this person was looking at him!
If there really was a gap of tens of thousands of years, this person would have turned around and looked away while on the road to slaying demons.
At least he's an ancient saint, or he's already transcended!
The next moment, he heard this man speak.
His forehead was lightly raised, his eyes were clear, and his tone was very calm: "Have you seen my disciple?"
Jiang Wang didn't speak. He almost thought it was an illusion or an auditory hallucination.
How come we can meet such a character in the history of tracing the fate of magic power?
The man standing on the mountain path spoke again: "His name is Li Canghu."
Immortal Emperor Li Canghu!
When Jiang Wang heard this name, two pictures immediately appeared in his mind.
One is the words "Li's Xiaohu Family Gate" on the gate of Hongchen.
Another one is that before Meng Tianhai died, before he walked to the gate of the world of mortals and fought to the death with Ji Furen, he mentioned the name "Li Canghu" and placed it alongside Ji Furen. Counting the time, Meng Tianhai was almost active.
In this era when the Blood Demon Lord was killed!
Finally, I realized that all of this was really happening, and dialogue was inevitable.
At the pinnacle of the present world, sailing on the long river of destiny, Jiang Wang is not afraid of history.
My thoughts moved slightly, and the wind blew up from the mountain road for no reason.
Crossing the waves of the long river of destiny, Jiang Wang's voice traveled through the years, disturbed by the wind, and seemed extremely indifferent: "I have never seen it before."
The man on the mountain road said: "He is right next to me."
Jiang Wangzai looked at this place again carefully, and even carefully observed the mountain top that had become very far away, the quagmire of flesh and blood on the top of the mountain, carefully studied the power of the Blood Demon Lord for a while, and then thought about it and came to Tianyin: "
There is no one around you."
The man on the mountain path looked aside and was silent for a moment. After a moment of silence, he said, "You forgot something very important."
After saying this, he turned around, walked gracefully, and continued up the mountain.
No more words.
Turning around means saying goodbye, and the process of climbing is a long journey.
He walked further and further, taking the mountain, and even this time and space, out of Jiang Wang's sight. He continued his process of fighting the Blood Demon Lord in this time and space.
History flows forward freely with its huge inertia.
Over the river of destiny, on the fairy boat of seeing and hearing, the animal skin book in front of Jiang Wang slowly closed.
A kind of understanding arose in his heart——
As for the fate of "The Blood Demon Art of Killing Love and Absolute Desire", we can only trace it back here.
Either his calculations are not accurate, or his calculation skills are too poor, or he is trying to deceive others... In short, seeing this scene is the limit.
As soon as I thought about it in my mind, this animal skin book fell back into the river, scattered without a trace, and was lost in time again.
What he saw were the traces of the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Abstaining Desire", not the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absolute Desire".
Based on Jiang Wang's current understanding, he could not find any possibility of summoning the "Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire" in advance.
But as a transcendent person, Qihen probably has a way to do it.
Jiang Wang independently set up his fairy boat and let it move forward with the waves. In the process, he raised his finger as a sword, drew out the sword light of God's will, and waded through the water to cut through the slight waves of fate. In this way, he wiped away what he saw bit by bit.
The traces left behind by the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absolute Desire" have made the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Love and Absolute Desire" disappear even more completely.
If Qihen really wants to use this skill to fill his position, it will take a lot of effort just to find traces of past history.
only……
Who was the immortal who killed the Blood Demon King in the mythical age?
He is the master of the Immortal Emperor Li Canghu, and the good fortune lies at his feet. Did he create Yunding Immortal Palace?
Is it because of the existence of Yunding Immortal Palace that he saw Jiang Wang 3,900 years after the beginning of the new Dao calendar in the history of "The Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire"?
Jiang Wang had always thought that Li Canghu, who defeated Meng Tianhai and became the protagonist of the era and revolutionized the mythical era, was the founder of immortality. But now it seems that Li Canghu may be the master of immortality, so he used it to create an era.
What did the Immortal Emperor's Master say at the end... what did it mean?
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"What did I forget?"
Jiang Zhenjun writes letters when he is in doubt, instead of just making blind guesses.
A letter was written to Zhong Xuanyin, asking for historical records, asking who Li Canghu's master was, and asking for specific information about this master of the Immortal Emperor.
A letter written to Bai Gexiao, the dean of Qingya Academy.
He was not very familiar with Bai Gexiao, but because Yun Guo and Xu Xiangqian were naturally close to each other, the letter was written very directly——
"The younger generation's actions are not secret, and Yan Chun's return is frightened, causing the world to be uneasy."
"I'm responsible for it."
"We will fight for a while, and we will decide in the future."
"I have something unclear today, and I would like to ask Bai Yuan for advice - what can senior Ye Lingxiao do to benefit his 'forgetfulness'?"
He spread the paper and was about to write the third letter, but after thinking for a while he paused. He took out the Yuan stone he had obtained from Chong Xuan Sheng, crushed it into deed paper, and wrote a quite satisfactory deed to heaven. He folded it carefully.
Put it in your arms, and then step out.
One moment he was in the modern cloud country, and the next moment he was in the ancient starry sky.
There are countless streams of light flying in front of my eyes, and the bright stars are embedded in the darkness.
At the foot is a blue seven-story stone tower. The Yuheng Star Tower continues to emit starlight, explaining Jiang Zhenjun's path to the vast universe.
Jiang Wang stood on the top of the tower with his hands behind his hands, looking quietly at the vast universe. He recalled that the first time he erected this tower was under the protection of Yuheng Xingjun... It felt like a lifetime ago.
The old dragon at the bottom of the tower has escaped for a long time.
He didn't leave himself much time to reflect. He raised his steps again and landed in a mountain stream full of birds singing and flowers fragrant.
The clear stream flows through a large tree as lush as an umbrella, and a wooden house with climbing branches of flowers is formed on the tree.
Grandma Xiaofan, who has regained her youthful appearance, is meditating in the tree house, while Yuheng Xingjun is writing and drawing on the white rocks by the stream, not knowing what to draw.
Boom, boom, boom.
Jiang Wang made a knocking sound with his fingers.
Granny Xiaofan opened her eyes and saw a young man in a green shirt through the tree window. She suddenly returned to the first meeting in the forest world. She closed her eyes and opened them again, and a sincere smile appeared on her face.
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"Coming?" She stood up with a smile and walked out of the house to greet him.
"Long time no see, Granny Xiaofan is even more elegant than before! Her temples are as sharp as a knife, and her eyebrows are as dyed as ink, taking away the beauty of this place!" Jiang Wang bowed his hands and bowed, and then said to Yu Heng Xingjun who was standing straight by the stream.
: "Senior Guanyan's clothes are still very white."
"This child has experienced the presence of God at the age of twenty. From then on, his appearance has not aged, and it has not changed after so many years." Granny Xiaofan looked at Guan Yan: "But his mouth is different from before, a little more philistine!"
Although his words were criticism, his eyebrows were full of smiles.
Jiang Wang presented the Qingyang Tianqi with both hands: "I haven't seen my mother-in-law for a long time, so a small gift is not a sign of respect."
Grandma Xiaofan followed Guan Yan to travel across the heavens, so she certainly had a lot of horizons. Although she didn’t know what this stacked paper sheep represented, she could still feel its preciousness.
Immediately, he said, "You're already here, why do you bring anything with you?"
Guan Yan walked over with a smile and took the paper sheep. He originally planned to tie it on Xiaofan's clothes, but after taking a closer look, he put it in Xiaofan's sachet: "He is caring, but you are kind."
Refute his mood?"
Granny Xiaofan said angrily: "Monks also follow the example of others in accepting gifts. Whether you accept them or not give them away... I'm not ashamed."
"What kind of family do you want to leave? I will never leave this family." Yuheng Xingjun touched his bald head and said with a smile, "The bald head is just a habit."
Jiang Wang looked at them with a smile as they talked. The smiles in front of him were friendly, there didn't need to be any grandeur or romantic stars, just the clouds rolling and relaxing, everything was beautiful.
After he has done everything he should do, he should also live a good life.
Human demons, Seven Hate, Shenxiao...
After all, you have to fulfill your responsibilities so that the people you cherish are no longer threatened. You also have to do something within your ability to help the world that gave birth to him, and that is enough.
"Speaking of which... what did Senior draw?" He looked at the wet marks on the white stone.
"What do you think it is?" Guan Yan asked with a smile.
Jiang Wang speculated with great interest: "It's like some kind of... lost writing."
"It's the words he created for this filthy world." Grandma Xiaofan said from the side, her tone was half resentful, half proud of Guan Yan: "We traveled here a few years ago, and it was really dirty and smelly.
He had to stay, saying that he wanted to plant flowers and trees, and cure the rotting creatures. He was busy every day, and the words were also said to be in line with this world, and created alone, so that they would be derived from nature, and be the creatures of this world.
Be wise."
Jiang Wang was in awe: "This is Cangjie's contribution."
When he came over, he discovered that the environment in this small world was very harsh and smelly everywhere. Only the mountain stream in front of him was the only good scenery in the world.
I was still thinking in my heart, why did Senior Guanyan and Granny Xiaofan live in this evil world after traveling all over the world and enjoying life.
Although this world is filthy, there are still living things. The intelligent spirits that are active among the strange rocks and rotten mud, thirsty for muddy water, and hungry for rotten food, are a kind of creature that is neither human, nor demon, nor demon.
This kind of creature has bone spurs on its spine, strong hind limbs, and two pairs of relatively weak forelimbs, and moves by jumping.
The head looks more like an ox's head, but it's just a whorl-shaped horn.
The most powerful ones among them can trigger electric light with their horns, but their power is extremely weak, only equivalent to Ding and other Taoist techniques in this world.
"How can I compare to the ancient sages?" Guan Yan waved his hand: "It's just a matter of doing your part. It takes a little effort."
Jiang Wang thought for a while and then asked: "With the power of the elders, it is not difficult to change the world. It is completely possible to transform the world into a rich and vibrant place. Why do you choose such a slow way to do things bit by bit?
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If you stay in this world, which is regarded as the center of all worlds, all year round, it is easy to have an illusion about your own power.
Even if it is the ultimate battle, with all its strength, it cannot sink the Shenlu. But that is just because the current world is too strong, the status is too high, and it is respected by all worlds. Moreover, there are strong people everywhere in the current world, and there are restrictions everywhere.
In fact, if you look at the universe, even a living Dongzhen monk can easily create and destroy the world. Many small worlds of Dongzhen monks are not cultivated in the spiritual realm, but are taken from the universe.
The upper limit of many small worlds is only the presence of God. God is in the other world, moving mountains and filling seas, changing the heaven and earth, picking up the stars and the moon... everything is possible.
At Jiang Wang's current level, with just one thought, this evil world can be reborn. All natural and earthly disasters can be wiped out with just one thought.
"Because this world is inherently rich in products and full of vitality."
Guan Yan said calmly: "It wasn't like this from the beginning. It was the endless grabbing, evil harvesting, and consumption of the creatures in this world that caused this world to decline step by step. And these creatures did not have the ability to escape from the world and seek other places, so they could only
Trapped in this world, it is as corrupt as this world. Gradually, even the intellect is obscured."
"Magical powers are easy to apply, but they are not a permanent solution."