Great Heaven Sovereign

Sometimes, one answer is better than all. Countless people live in extreme poverty. Perhaps what they want to pursue is an answer.

Everything the man said in front of him made Yang Fan feel imprisoned and foggy.

"Have you ever seen war, only one place?" The man said.

Yang Fan looked solemn.

"Since it's a war, it won't stop easily. The only difference is the wrong generation and the way of outbreak." The man continued.

"Wrong generation?" Yang Fan looked up at the man.

"1300 years ago, there were foreigners circling outside the sky, demons and demons, the top strong of the three sides, and fought in the sky." The man said.

"That war lasted for a hundred years. The sky collapsed, the backbone was broken, the world was stained with blood, countless heroic souls were heroic, and white bones became mountains."

"That war... A generation died!"

The man said, especially at the end, his voice was particularly heavy.

Yang Fan has no words, he can't feel it, but now standing at the end of the backbone of this world, he can feel that a touch of tragedy is brewing in the air.

As for the result, there is no need to guess.

After a generation's death, these four words can explain everything.

The two men were so silent that no one spoke again.

For a long time, the man broke the silence:

"In that war, we won, but we also lost." The man said.

Yang Fan was stunned.

What is this? Win is win, lose is lose, what is called, win but also lose?

"We expelled the foreign invaders, but in the end, they were used by some people." The man said.

"What do you mean?" Yang Fan frowned and fluctuated emotionally.

Being used?

Using the results of countless ancestors' blood exchange?

Yang Fan's heart was full of anger, but he endured it.

"That's right. After the first World War in those years, this heaven and earth were preserved. Countless heroes and souls, who were determined to fight, burned soul fire, filled the sky and sealed the heaven and earth. However, someone left a door for those aliens to survive." The man continued.

What the man said was very plain, but in Yang Fan's ghost eyes, the murderous intention was difficult to contain.

"Then it led to World War II."

"That is to say, thousands of years ago, your master was in the battle of stepping on the sky in the emperor Wushen Dynasty. Unfortunately, the preparation was not enough. At that time, the sky was sealed and Tianzhu Mountain collapsed. All forces on that side used this to confuse people and let the world fight for people with the qualification of flying."

"So in the Second World War, the whole army was also destroyed, and it can even be said to be tragic." The man said.

Yang Fan's thoughts shook, which was also instantly associated with the ancient battlefield on the southern continent.

Yang Fan doesn't know what the war was like, but what Yang Fan knows is that the whole imperial dynasty was destroyed. But also buried the truth, the hero became a sinner, ferocious, countless.

With this in mind, Yang Fan clenched his fists.

An impulse to overturn the so-called immortal earth on the side above his head broke out in an instant.

The man seemed to feel the change of Yang Fan's state of mind, and a touch of relief welled up in his eyes.

"After that, there will be the third war!" The man spoke.

Yang Fan's thoughts were also pulled back in an instant: "is there a third war?"

"Of course, but the third war is not so tragic. It's just a one-man battle." The man said.

"A man's battle?"

Yang Fan was stunned and some couldn't believe it. Just a person's battle is also worth speaking out from the man in front of him.

"Yes, a man's fight. However, his fight is meaningful. Speaking, you still have his cause and effect. If he is not dead, maybe you will have contact with him in the future." The man said.

The color of doubt in Yang Fan's eyes is even worse.

Alone?

And you have cause and effect?

Do you know such a strong existence?

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

"Elder, are you talking about Buddha?" Yang Fan asked.

"Is he the Lord of Buddha? I don't know his identity? But with his cultivation, I don't dare to call him the Lord in front of me." The man said.

Yang Fan was speechless.

"Six hundred years ago, he came here. But he was so naive that he wanted to go beyond here. But later, he also found that there was no end to the war, so he walked up all the way."

"I told him everything."

"Not long after that, I heard from your master that someone had found another way to fight along the path they had given me."

The man said.

"Hit the road of heaven? They left a way?" Yang Fan asked.

It was even more shocking.

Since they have colluded with foreigners, why do they stay in this way?

Yang Fan doesn't understand.

"It's just a means to deceive the world. If you don't give people a little hope, people will be impetuous. Remember what I said before, they use flying as a chip to confuse the strong in the world to fight for them?" The man said.

Yang Fan's heart moved and suddenly realized it.

"This heavenly path is what they call the chip of soaring. In those days, the little monk should have hit up and pierced the sky. Then it seems that unknown forces fell from it and drowned on this continent." The man said, but he didn't care too much and didn't explain too much.

But this words listen to in Yang Fan's heart, but it is a direct uproar.

Six hundred years ago, the great war, the sky burst... And then something fell.

All this... Is exactly the same as what was recorded by Zhang Qianlu, who got the inheritance of the forbidden path in the Qianlu palace.

But all this, even Yang Fan himself didn't think, would involve so much.

But here, Yang Fan also has a clear understanding of the whole world in his mind. For the submerged history, there is a general restoration.

answer!

That's the answer!

truth!

This is the truth!

But the truth is too cruel.

Now Yang Fan feels that calling that group of people false gods is a blasphemy against God. They... Are just a bunch of scum who put in the first place and sell their families for prosperity.

"Well, that's about all you need to know. So, do you understand? What you have to face in the future is the practitioners of this era, the 'gods' who collude with foreigners and control the world, and the ferocious and bloodthirsty foreigners. Are you... Afraid?" The man asked, staring at Yang Fan.

"Afraid?" Yang Fan's lips opened gently, sighed heavily, and then shook his head slightly.

"You should be able to see that I carry a lot of things. My existence has been closely linked to this war. Even if there is no today, even if I don't know the truth. One day, I will walk on the sky and light a long gun to that group of existence."

Yang Fan said faintly.

He started from embarking on the road of practice and realizing the invincible way.

Everything is doomed.

One day, he will fight the master of the so-called rules.

The man looked at Yang Fan and his face became deep.

But Yang Fan didn't care, just continued:

"I only hate my poor cultivation. I can't jump into the sky with a long gun and kill the sky!" Yang Fan gave a hard sound.