"The wind and thunder are rolling, and the pressure is like a mountain. However, the tone in which the woman spoke to Amaterasu was like driving away a leper dog. The old man was afraid that if they fought down, the sky would be torn apart, and Fusang would sink. Who would have thought that the supreme Amaterasu didn't even dare to let out a fart, and quickly died down.

"God is as powerful as an abyss, and God is as powerful as hell. When did the sky start to open and fog clear, and what happened, the old man did not know. It was like a steaming cauldron suddenly rising from the top of a little ant's head, and the boiling water in the pot was enough to blanch it until it was medium-cooked. was so frightened that he was paralyzed and couldn't move, and he didn't dare to raise his head to peep to attract the attention of the gods.

There was a loud bang, and the field shook, as if something big had fallen from the sky. I heard the woman shout, 'Red Flower Lang, come here,' and my body was pulled by an invisible force, and I saw a large sheep's head as big as a hill that had been cut off from the field. The woman stepped on the horns of the ram with one foot and a small sword between her fingers, thoughtfully. The slender figure is wrapped in a cloud of light and shadow and isolated from the world, heroic and sassy, incomparable.

The old man felt a sharp pain in his mind after just one glance, and he honestly lay on the ground, watching the crimson blood meandering into puddles, soaked in sand. It was a long time before I heard the woman say, 'Two thousand years from now, a strange young man will pass through this field...... With a straw rope around his waist and a small mallet pinned to his ......', there was no more. When the coercion disappeared, the old man doesn't remember. Anyway, after waiting for a long time, when I finally got the courage to look up again, the woman had disappeared, leaving only the huge and hideous head of the goat spirit.

"After that battle, Fuso's old monster basically fell, and Amaterasu was nowhere to be found. Legend has it that he attained the right fruit and attained the Tao and ascended. Slowly, the old man realized that that day was a nightmare that shrouded the heads of all the gods, called 'Wushan Goddess'. After she drove all the heavenly gods and Buddhas into the heavenly realm, she cut off the gate of heaven with a sword, and since then there are no gods in the world, and heaven and man have not descended to earth.

"The Heavenly Gate was interrupted, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi became a sourceless water, not to mention condensed into aura, and even the original aura in some Cave Heaven Blessed Land gradually dispersed and lacked. But in the first few hundred years, the impact on the world was not very great. Getting rid of the suppression of the great gods again, it is the golden period for us little spirits to cultivate. At that time, the wild goose could pass on the book, and the hyacinth could cross the ocean. The old man got in touch with distant Taoist friends and learned some secrets sporadically. The piece of thunder heart wood on your waist came from a Taoist friend who lived on a small island in the South China Sea. She has a stubborn personality and is dedicated to preaching, but she didn't expect to be killed by the thunder.

"The old man didn't have a name, but it was a great honor to be given the name 'Honghualang' by the goddess, so he kept using it. Young and ignorant, I don't know what it feels like. After a small success in cultivation, I recalled what the goddess had said, but the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I felt great fear. She's saying that people will pass through here in 2,000 years, not that someone will be looking for you tomorrow. The monk said that if a young man escaped under a tree in the afternoon, he would be trapped for half a day, which was just a speculation. And the goddess clearly saw today two thousand years ago, that is, she saw through the old man's future at a glance.

"Do you know what that means? It means that whatever you do, the future is determined, and you're a little puppet pulled by a rope. What is the meaning of such a life? Buddhism says that everything has a fixed number, and that is only a fixed number, and not all the details of the future have been determined.

"There are often thousand-year-old trees in the mountains, and it is rare to meet a centenarian in the world. Although the life span of the plant elves is long, it still takes a great chance to live for two or three thousand years. For example, the old man stands in the wilderness, even if he is lucky enough to resist the wind, frost, rain, snow, thunder and lightning, he must avoid falling and be cut down to hit the furniture. If you succeed in the Tao and ascend in the day, then you will go to the heavenly realm, and it is impossible to stay here. Why does the goddess think that after 2,000 years, the old man has neither ascended nor fallen, and is still waiting for you to come?"

Hearing the words of the Phoenix Tree Spirit, Man Jianghong was extremely frightened after thinking carefully. I've heard similar words, and they come from the mouth of the goddess of Wushan.

At that time, she had just killed King Chu Qingxiang, and before the battle with the group of witches, she said to herself:

"In history, King Qingxiang died after his defeat, could it be that I killed him in the first place? His son, King Kaolie, then ascended the throne and reused Chunshenjun, combining vertical and horizontal ...... If I don't kill King Qingxiang, how will he die, or will he not die? Could it be that I have been writing history, not changing history? Isn't it possible to change this broken history, and it will return to its original position whatever you want? Are you working hard, thinking that there is infinite freedom and infinite possibilities, but in fact, the script has been written a long time ago, but you can't see ......?"

Classical physics holds that the future is certain, while quantum mechanics considers everything to be probability, and there is no possibility of reconciliation, at least for the time being.

Logically, only a foreknowledge accurate to the full details can prove that the future is certain. However, the act of "foreseeing" disturbs the future, and the future becomes uncertain and cannot be predicted.

This becomes a paradox.

The goddess tends to have an uncertain future, but her attitude is not resolute, and she said such a thing when she sent the girls to Wushan.

"When you asked me when I would return, it wasn't a question in the first place, but after digging deeper, it was a question about the nature of time and space. I know that the Goddess Summit has stood for thousands of years, but I don't know if I have gone back. Even if I say I'll go back tomorrow now, it's just an assumption, a high probability event. No one can control it until tomorrow comes. When the time comes, anything can change, and when the time comes, all the past is solidified into history. ”

Man Jianghong guessed that the goddess did not go back, and did not think that the goddess's gaze had penetrated two thousand years and directly saw today. The reason why she knew she was going to pass through this wilderness was simply because she had crossed from this era. It was no accident that she appeared here two thousand years ago, and she probably wanted to tell the Phoenix Dryad to do something, but she couldn't be sure about the butterfly effect, so she gave up.

That also indirectly indicates that the future is certainly not good, but at least there is a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, she wouldn't have thought about change and ended up doing nothing.

Although she didn't make any decisions, her actions themselves have disturbed history and rippled to the present day. Like beheading immortals, breaking the gate of heaven, etc., it is a drastic change in history, creating history, and cutting off the river to lead the future into another waterway. Today's world is the result of these disturbances and changes.

The white-haired red flower lang seemed to be excited, and he gasped for a few breaths before continuing:

"Two or three hundred years after the interruption of the Heavenly Gate, for human cultivators, it is the golden age before the advent of the end of the Dharma era, the return to the light, and the afterglow of the sunset. But the old man was entangled in the prophecy of the goddess, had no intention of cultivating, and ate and drank indiscriminately, so that his body became obese. In the words of the Daomen, it is to have demons in the heart, and in the words of the world, it is called eating and waiting for death. Who knows that Seon lost his horse, but he knows if it is a blessing?

"More than a thousand years ago, the god of the bow came. Turning over the river and the sea, taking away all the masters and spirits who have achieved cultivation in the world, the horror of the scene is like casting an invisible net in the sky to catch fish. It was precisely because of his low cultivation that the old man escaped this catastrophe.

"Actually, the god of the bow came down shortly after the Heavenly Gate was broken, and killed the god Taomu who guarded this realm with an arrow, probably to punish him for his incompetence. After that, the Heavenly Palace began to appear, leading the Flying Ascension.

"The old man has been waiting for more than 2,000 years, and finally he has waited for you. Since the goddess didn't tell what to do at the beginning, the old monk asked for help again, so why didn't the old man promise him. There is a very fierce murderous aura in your soul, which makes the old man very jealous, but it is not difficult to trap you for half a day.

"You obviously know that the characters in Fang Cai's fantasy world are obsessed, but you can't bear to kill, which shows that you are a kind-hearted, affectionate and righteous person. The old man appreciated it very much, and strengthened his idea of trapping you for a long time. Anyway, if you stay here, you can't do without a piece of meat, and as soon as you get out, you may be killed by missiles.

"However, the old man saw the thunder wood on your waist, and he went in with a moment of curiosity. The thunder heart wood came from the old man's fallen Taoist friend and was transformed into a magic weapon. Because it belongs to the same phoenix tree, it is not exclusive to the old man. But do you know what the old man saw inside?"

The white-haired red flower lang's eyes widened, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.

Man Jianghong shook his head.

He knew that the green calyx had lived in it for a long time, but he didn't know what was inside.

"There, in the center, there is a small house. ”

Honghualang opened his mouth and said with difficulty:

"The old man smelled the breath of a girl, it was a delicate phoenix flower elf. She used the natural texture and crevices of the thunder heart wood to drill out dense small caves and connect them, transforming it into a powerful magic weapon that could store and release thunder and lightning. Do you know what a trivial and tedious project it was, and it would not be possible to give the old man a thousand years. It's not that I can't, it's that I don't have the patience.

"The old man guessed that this piece of thunder heart wood was specially left for you by her, not picked up by you by luck. On the periphery of Lei Xinmu, she carefully made a prohibition with the trace of aura you wear day and night, like a small lock. In this way, one day when your spirit is strong enough to be free to enter without defense. As for others, only if their spiritual strength is far stronger than her, they can break through the door.

"She must love you very, very much, even more than she loves her own life. Inside Lei Xinmu, she left you a letter......"

What is written? Man Jianghong exclaimed.

Green Calyx is an idle character, and she was very annoyed by her twittering at first. Now when I think of her just to make a magic weapon for herself, she worked tirelessly to carry out such a huge project like a little bee, and my heart is like a knife.

"Do you think the old man is the kind of immoral elf who peeps into other people's letters?"

The white-haired Red Flower Lang shook his head disdainfully and said:

The letter was engraved on the wall of the room in the center of Lei Xinmu, and the old man just accidentally saw it. But the old man can't tell you......"

"What do you mean? That's my letter...... Tell me quickly. ”

Man Jianghong took half a step back, his face pale.

"It's your letter, so take it yourself...... In order to prevent you from seeing that letter and shaking your Dao heart when your cultivation was still shallow, the old man did not hesitate to consume his divine soul and repaired and strengthened the prohibition of destruction. Hmph, you can only break the ban and enter the ...... if you are stronger than the old man."

"What do you want to do?"

Man Jianghong slowly clenched his fists.

"Put away your killing chances. ”

The white-haired red flower lang snorted coldly and said:

The old man believes that the little fairy of the phoenix flower who once lived in Lei Xinmu definitely hopes that the old man will do this. However, just for a junior who is 2,000 years late, the old man will not do such a thankless job. Do you know what the old man saw in the thunder wood?"

Man Jianghong shook his head, he really couldn't guess.

"Peach Blossom Order, there is actually a piece of Peach Blossom Order in it!"

The white-haired red flower lang's expression is very complicated, like surprise, joy, and sadness.

"The god Taomu who was shot by the god of the bow is the ancestral spirit of all the grass and tree elves in this world. His powerful and kind breath drifted across the sea, so that I could smell it and sleep peacefully as a child. In fact, he did not issue any tokens, and even when he was killed by the god of the bow, he did not summon the elves of the world to fight. The Peach Blossom Order was imagined out of thin air by the grass and tree elves, saying that if there was a token, it must have come from the god peach wood itself, and it was carved into the shape of a peach talisman.

"Two thousand years have passed, and none of the Taoist friends who discussed this matter with the old man have survived in the world. However, today, the old man saw a strange peach talisman on the lintel of the hut in Lei Xinmu. It exudes the breath of the ancestral spirit, and it is truly a peach blossom order. It is also the pivot of the Thunder Heart Wood, which makes this magic weapon work and powerful...... Don't you want to tell the old man what's going on?"

Man Jianghong didn't squeak and shook his head.

After the owner of the heaven-shaking bow shot the god peach wood, he broke off a peach branch and inserted it into the spiritual vein under the eagle's beak cliff, giving birth to spiritual wisdom after a thousand years, which was for Qionghua. Presumably, Qionghua later grew an independent body, so he made the old branch into a peach talisman, which naturally has mana. But, I don't know if she gave the peach charm to her sister, or if the green calyx secretly took it out.

The white-haired red flower lang was disappointed, paused for a green rattan cane, and said:

"The owner of the Peach Blossom Order must be the Phoenix Flower Girl who once lived in Lei Xinmu. Although she did not order the old man to do anything, if she knew, she would definitely hope that the old man would help you. And the old man promised that the monk would come first, and the two offset. Besides, the goddess didn't say anything at the beginning, so the old man did the right thing, and decided not to help anyone. The old man can send you out of the illusion right away, and decide whether to leave or stay...... But be warned, the planes are like a hornet swarm five kilometers away, and the blockade is impassable. It's safe to stay here, let you go, you still can't go. ”

Man Jianghong suppressed the mood swings like turning over the river and the sea, calmly imagined the situation outside the border, and said: "Old man Honghua......" Facing a two-thousand-year-old pulsatilla, he really couldn't lower his face and call him Honghualang, so he read the word "Laozhang" quickly, sounding like a "lang" word.

"Buddhism believes that the past and the future are illusory, and that life can only be lived in the present. Whether the future is determined, whether it is a book that has already been written, is not a question that you and I need to think about, it is a question that the gods need to think about. Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans. Just as the neighbor is a hypocrite, but he behaves like a true gentleman all his life, then he is a true gentleman, and you still have to think hard about it!"

The white-haired red flower lang was speechless for a long time, and suddenly threw away the turquoise rattan cane and sat on the ground, beating his chest like a child, tears flowed, and cried: "...... The demon that trapped the old man for 2,000 years was broken by a word...... Two thousand years of muddy, life is better than death...... I knew it was like this...... I knew it was ...... like this."

Man Jianghong watched coldly, had a plan in his heart, and said:

"You can't say that. Yesterday's cause, today's effect. You must have known this for a long time, and if you are diligent in your cultivation, you may also be captured by the god who holds the bow...... I'll talk to you about something......"

Although the old man cried extremely sadly, his mind was extremely quick, and Brother Xiaoman was vigilantly interrupted before he finished speaking.

"The old man said that if you don't help each other, you won't help each other. ”

Man Jianghong smiled:

"I don't need my husband's help...... Uncle, you have lived for 3,000 years, and your spiritual strength is naturally stronger than that of a boy. But the kid is a little unconvinced, he has no other skills, he is young and strong, and he wants to fight against his father-in-law......"

The old man's belly was too big and his body was too fat to stand normally, but he crawled up on his side comically, and his fat body fluctuated.

"Hmph, you want to compare that?"

"I'm thinking, if you jump up and punch down after leaving the illusion, my husband will punch ...... fist"

"Hmph, then you'll be beaten to the air. ”

"How high can you fly?"

"At least a thousand feet. ”

"It's only more than three kilometers, can you fly a little higher?"

"Two thousand feet. Don't blame the old man if you fall to death. ”

"Seven kilometers is almost. ”

"No more nonsense. If you break into the old man's territory, you will have to leave a little interest before leaving. ”

"Look at what you're saying, it's so out-of-the-box...... What do you mean?"

"Lei Xinmu has not been infused with thunder and lightning, and some static electricity is adsorbed and stored on the surface, at most it disturbs the electromagnetic field, and it does not have any attack power. After a while, the old man will release static electricity and wake you up......"

"Ah, don't play like that. ”

"Hmph, one free electricity, the old man wants to remind you. Lei Xinmu is extremely hard, and you are defenseless at the moment, so it is better to hold it in your hands. ”

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