The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 810: Billions of Tribulations, Billions of Sufferings...

For a moment, the Red-haired Ancestor felt that the Pollen Emperor in front of him might, perhaps, have suffered fewer beatings, and had been suppressed on the plateau for shorter periods of time, otherwise how could he say such "faithful" words!
Borrowing external forces... The Red-haired Ancestor hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak again - is there any other evolutionary path in the world that relies more on external forces than the pollen path you have opened up? !
The pollen particles flying in the sky and the pollen particles deposited in the depths of the mountains, rivers and streams of the world are all the faith, passion and courage left by the sages and heroes of the past. They become the nourishment for the monks of the Pollen Road to move forward and help them to be baptized and transformed...

This is comparable to the bloodline method!

But, the bloodline law will make our ancestors suffer more, and our descendants suffer more, and I will be the one to bear the blame.

As for the pollen road, no matter how hard it is for a hero or a great man, they will not be let off even if they die, and will be forced to work again.

It's hard for the heroes and the great men, but they still have a good reputation, making the bloodline method cry in the toilet, and join the weird camp with curses, shouting "Dog Li weird life and death, the unknown inheritance is the red hair's responsibility."

Now, the red-haired ancestor has a deep and clear understanding of his own level, and seriously plays the role of a thigh pendant. He uses his connections and background to open up a way of transcendence for himself, and he borrows external forces if necessary.

But the Pollen Emperor has somewhat forgotten its roots, forgetting that it is an "ornamental flower" and not a "man-eating plant"!
The Red-haired Ancestor remained silent for a long time, but his eyes were extremely sharp as he stared at the Pollen Emperor, as if he wanted to see through her internal organs. Was he so heartless that he ignored reality? Or was he so brave that he was fearless?

Perhaps it was because this soul-torturing gaze was too terrifying that the Pollen Emperor finally woke up from the illusion of "Pu Xin" and recalled his position in the food chain here.

"hey-hey……"

She smiled awkwardly, "As for 'external force', just pretend I never said anything..."

As he spoke, as if trying to find a way out, "The Dao Master offered sacrifices to Samsara, the Plateau Consciousness offered sacrifices to the Three Lifetimes Copper Coffin, the Great Dream Immortal Master offered sacrifices to the Evil Ancestor... Many transcendent creatures relied on external forces to rise above the Dao Master, so one more of me wouldn't be too much..."

I have to say that Pollen Emperor knows how to relieve his psychological pressure.

After doing this, she felt at ease in the blink of an eye. It didn't matter if she took shortcuts. After all, as she said, taking shortcuts is the mainstream these days, and there are not many people who can rely on themselves. Even if there is one more person like her who takes the back door, it is nothing.

The red-haired ancestor finally withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly, "It's good that you have this awareness... I'm not saying anything bad about you, but in my opinion, with your temperament and wisdom, without some external help, I'm afraid you will never be able to achieve the Dao of Sacrifice in your lifetime."

He said something very hurtful, and when the Pollen Emperor's eyes became increasingly dangerous, he changed the subject, "However, I have to say that you actually have a good hand. As long as you can wake up and operate seriously, the sacrifice path may not be within your reach, but it is within your reach."

"Oh?" Pollen Emperor took it seriously and listened carefully.

The Red Haired Ancestor looked at her deeply, then turned around and looked back to where he came from. That was the dojo of the Great Dream Immortal. He had just left for a short distance when he was blocked by the Pollen Emperor. There was a confrontation and a fierce battle, and the killing was endless.

"A ready-made template is right in front of you, Daoist friend, haven't you realized it yet?!" He looked at the Pollen Emperor, who was still confused even after he had given him a hint, shook his head, and sighed, "Daoist friend, you really are..."

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

This sentence was the most heartbreaking, and made the Pollen Emperor blush - it was too hurtful to his self-esteem!
Doesn’t she understand the pollen road?

What? You know?!
She had the urge to jump up and down, but she knew that the Red Haired Ancestor would not do anything without a purpose, so she maintained seven points of restraint.

In the midst of jumping and restraining herself, she vaguely caught some kind of inspiration, and looked thoughtfully at the Daoist place of the Great Dream Immortal Venerable. A magnificent world was shining, and the six realms were rotating. It seemed to be a Dao tree, bearing Dao flowers and condensing Dao fruits...

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

The Great Dream Immortal relied on it to achieve enlightenment. He was not fighting alone from beginning to end, but was fighting side by side with a group of people!
With the seed method of Emperor Huang Tian, ​​roots and sprouts can be taken.

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

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

There is the Pollen Road of the Pollen Emperor, who sacrifices himself for flowers.

In the end, the four evolutionary paths combined perfectly, grasping the cause and effect that the evil ancestor Ye Fan had cut off, refined it in an instant, and finally concluded the Tao fruit!

Pollen Emperor has complicated feelings about this - the evolutionary path she had reached, has been taken away by others as an important piece of the puzzle for transcendence, but she can no longer go on her own path, and she lacks the crucial courage to give up everything.

But now, one of the ancestors said that she never understood the pollen road and naturally could not go on.

"Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die."

The Pollen Emperor said leisurely, "Yes, I attach too much importance to the abstract concepts of pollen. The courage, faith, and pride of those heroes are regarded as pollen particles, which become the catalyst for my progress."

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

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

"An ornamental flower should have more than just pollen."

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

"But this is the path my master has walked, the path Chang Heng hopes I will walk, but it has never been my everything..."

A flash of understanding appeared in the Pollen Emperor's eyes.

"I should have a life of blooming and withering. This is the evolution of my past when I was ignorant. I bloomed, withered, turned into seeds, and grew again."

In the small courtyard of the bronze coffin that had been the owner for three generations, there was an ornamental flower. The flower bloomed and withered, and the flower withered and bloomed, over and over again.

"It's not about lasting forever, never withering, and constantly settling down... that's actually the performance of the 'Lotus of Eternal Reincarnation'."

"I resonated and sacrificed, condensing pollen. It seemed magnificent and brilliant... but I had already strayed from my righteous path."

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

“What is the mission of pollen?”

“It is the transmission of life and the transmission of hope…”

She smiled bitterly, "What's the point of depositing pollen? Pollination is the most important thing to do. Let me, the only flower, grow in every corner of the world. I will no longer be the only one, and no longer be lonely..."

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

She was confused.

"Because I can say this, but the owner of the bronze coffin of the third generation will not say it. I can only use someone else's mouth to say it."

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

"It won't work!"

"History is cut off, time and space have become nothingness, the whole world has been blown away, where is the future? What needs to be passed on?" The red-haired ancestor shrugged, "It was too extreme, so much so that He himself split apart." "But you can see from his behavior after he split apart that He actually has some thoughts and ideas about change... The emergence of the weird clan may be related to this."

"Ten ancestors are enough to perform the Great Sacrifice to the world. Why do we need the help of any 'clan'?"

"But there is indeed a strange race coming into the world, and there is a special race like the dark creatures."

"The original substance can be diluted continuously, but the main effect has not diminished. It can enable the dead to communicate with spirits and resurrect corpses."

“The source and the mystery contained within make people think deeply.”

As the only surviving first-generation ancestor of the weird clan, the red-haired ancestor has a lot to say about this.

The peculiarity of the original matter was also the reason why he initially had the idea of ​​"seizing power".

If the original matter can only transform the ancestors into immortal emperors and make them the chosen workers and persons in charge of the great sacrifice, how can there be any weirdness and ominous orthodoxy among the red-haired people?
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 bloodline of the Demon Emperor collectively moved into the weirdness and played a trick of replacing one thing with another.

This side reflection shows that the original substance contains the hope of transmission and has the potential intention of creating a community and common cognition.

If it were more extreme, all the creatures in the world would die, and the diluted original matter would transform them all into a strange race...

Without conflicts between different races and confrontations between different civilizations...will it be a perfect and harmonious world then?

Although such a world might be a little more abstract, this one has red hair, that one has black blood, this one has golden scales, that one breathes out clouds and mist...

However, everyone believes in the origin 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, it will usher in a strange and harmonious world.

pity……

The original intention of the original substance may be good, but the plateau consciousness has executed it badly.

As an embryo still in the placenta, it needs endless vitality nourishment, so it becomes a repeated harvest and sacrifice.

He spreads the original matter, but does not corrode 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 primordial matter can also be seen as a different kind of pollen..." the red-haired ancestor whispered, "The pollen road you opened up, the pollen particles can be used to baptize monks, why not the primordial matter?"

"Compared to you, the original substance has gone one step further... not only baptism, but also pollination."

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

"It's not taking over a body, but a birth!"

"So, the news of strange creatures can spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, and from a thousand to ten thousand... When you see a strange creature in the sun, you should know that there are already tens of thousands of strange creatures in the dark..."

"Unfortunately, although the origin of this strange tribe is the owner of the Third Generation Bronze Coffin, it is obvious that He does not like them very much..."

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

“So, there are things that He didn’t say, and He won’t say, but you came here, saw me, and saw the dojo of the Great Dream Immortal Venerable.”

"I will use my words to tell you, and I will use the case of the Great Dream Immortal to inspire you..."

“You must transform into a complete flower, so that your splendor will not only be with you in the future, but with thousands and thousands of you, passing on this beauty and hope…”

"I think about it, you are only this useful. Who says you are just an ornamental flower?"

"Besides viewing and beauty, it seems to have no other uses..."

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

"..." The Pollen Emperor glanced at him sideways. That mouth of his was so touching that it made people shiver with anger again and again.

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

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

"Let others take the road you cannot walk on for you..."

"That makes sense!"

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

"But then again, how do flowers... pollinate each other?"

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 and ignorant, apart from that lotus, I was the only flower, and there was no other flower like me..."

"...That's right." The Red-haired Ancestor nodded, "That's the territory of the Bronze 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..."

"But then again, based on my limited knowledge, the process of pollination depends on some medium..." Redhead pondered, "Perhaps, a bee colony?"

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

"Or maybe, it's the wind that's the medium... moving with the wind..."

"Bee...wind..."

"Of course, these are just ordinary pollination media. You... want to carry the pollen you made, it would be quite difficult and strenuous..."

The Red-haired Ancestor said this with a sigh, "In a trance, I seem to see another Evil Ancestor. God has bestowed upon him a great mission, which requires him to toil, starve, and hurt his soul... until he loses all hope and feels as if he is dead. In this desperate situation, he attains enlightenment, is reborn, and has boundless passion, resolute faith, and supreme courage..."

"Hundreds of millions of hardships, hundreds of millions of sufferings, write a legend..."