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Chapter 1892 How can I be innocent?

Chapter 1892 How can I be innocent?

Inside the golden roof, above the clouds, the avenue remains.

"Master, I wonder when the Chaos Tide will truly arrive?"

With a solemn expression, without asking about chance or the way forward, the Confucian sage asked out the doubts in his heart. This question was not asked for himself, but for the people of the world.

The great catastrophe is coming, the heaven and earth will turn upside down, people like him still have room to struggle, but the common people can only go with the flow. By then, who knows how many people will be turned into ashes under the catastrophe, and how many joys and sorrows will take place.

As an immortal Confucian sage, he was aware of the coming catastrophe, and he also paid attention to the changes in chaos. However, chaos was extraordinary, and what he could see was always limited. This time, after listening to the sermon and observing Zhang Chunyi's actions, the Confucian sage became more and more uneasy.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi lowered his eyes.

"Chaos is unpredictable. The catastrophe is rolling up not only outside but also inside. I cannot predict when it will come, but it will not be too far away. It may take a few thousand years or even tens of thousands of years. The tide of chaos will surely sweep across the entire Taixuan."

His words were vague, and Zhang Chunyi gave his own answer.

The Chaos Avenue is in turmoil, and there are no secrets of heaven. Zhang Chunyi cannot calculate everything. He can only speculate based on the current situation. However, the coming of the catastrophe is an unchangeable fact. Even with him and Daozu, the two Taiyi Golden Immortals, constantly trying to pacify the chaos, small trends can be reversed, but big trends are hard to change.

Hearing this, his heart was shaken, and in a trance, the Confucian sage seemed to see the sky and the earth going dark and all living beings sinking.

"What crime have the people committed?"

Uneasy and unable to bear the loss of all souls, the Confucian sage could not help but let out a sigh.

Ten thousand years may seem like a long time, but it is actually not that long. For a being like him, a single retreat may last thousands of years. Moreover, although the Chaos Tide has not yet truly arrived, the ripples it has generated have already reached the Taixuan Realm. The many Chaos behemoths active outside the Taixuan Realm are the best proof of this.

Before the real catastrophe comes, there will definitely be many collisions between the Chaos Beasts and the Taixuan Realm.

Looking at such a Confucian saint, Zhang Chunyi couldn't help but shook his head.

"Heaven and earth give birth to all living things, and they nurture all living things. All living things receive benefits from them, and they will naturally bear disasters from them. How can there be innocence?"

"It's just a fight. If you lose, you'll be in trouble. If you win, you'll be lucky."

The words were calm, and facing the impending catastrophe, Zhang Chunyi's heart was as calm as water.

When these words came out, the Confucian sage's heart was suddenly shaken. People are selfish and forget about others because of their own interests. Although he was worried about all living beings, he forgot about heaven and earth.

"Every word of what the Taoist master said is as brilliant as gold. I am grateful for your teaching."

With his hands folded, the Confucian sage bowed to Zhang Chunyi. His virtue only included the human race, while Zhang Chunyi's virtue benefited all living beings. The heights they stood at were completely different.

Seeing this, Zhang Chun waved his sleeves and helped him up.

"Everything changes, fortune and disaster are just a thought away. In order to deal with the catastrophe, you must make the necessary preparations, but the most important thing is your own strength. The path you take is special. If you can transform the vast river into ten lands, or even into the sky, it will be very helpful for your practice."

"It can help you to have your three flowers bloom again soon, and become immortal both inside and out, and lay a solid foundation for establishing the Dao in the future. The Dao is established in heaven and earth, but it originates from the human body. If the foundation is not solid, it will be nothing but a basket full of water."

The voice was faint as Zhang Chunyi sent a bit of divine thought into the body of the Confucian sage. This thought contained some of his insights in cultivation. It seemed unsystematic, but it was actually extremely precious.

The Taoist rhyme is long-lasting, and the Confucian sage was unconsciously immersed in it for a while.

"Just wait, the opportunity will come soon."

Looking at such a Confucian saint, with a thought of birth and death, Zhang Chunyi sent him out of the Supreme Heaven.

"Guixu was destroyed, and the Haoran Changhe River was likely chosen by heaven to become one of the Ten Lands. After all, the Dao of Literature is extraordinary and is the foundation of inheritance. It was just because of my intervention that it was replaced by a sea of ​​people."

"In the face of a great catastrophe, since he cares about the people, I will give him a chance."

As he watched the Confucian sage go away, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts kept turning. The Ten Heavens and Ten Earths are the grand pattern that should not be shaken, but in this chaotic era, they are not completely unchangeable.

After the Confucian Sage left, the other six people in the Ninth Heaven also woke up one after another and transformed into the most advanced innate gods and demons. They had deep backgrounds and indeed occupied a huge advantage in the world of the Heavenly Book. Moreover, the fact that they could sit on the lotus platform of the Ninth Heaven showed that their own talents were extraordinary.

Like the Confucian sages, they also received guidance from Zhang Chunyi. As the catastrophe was approaching, Zhang Chunyi did have the idea of ​​cultivating the seeds of immortality.

"The great path is difficult, I beg the Tao Master to grant me a chance to achieve enlightenment."

With his head lowered and his eyes submissive, without any trace of his former arrogance, the Blood-Transforming Demonic Blade bowed down before Zhang Chunyi.

He risked his life to come to Tai Shang Tian to listen to the teachings in order to seek a ray of opportunity in the dark. Although he successfully achieved great supernatural powers, he stopped there and could never glimpse the door to immortality.

Although the Xuehe Sect has an ancient heritage, there are very few records of immortals. Although they successfully produced an immortal, that immortal went crazy and did not leave anything useful behind. In this situation, in order to go further, he took a risk and came to Taishangtian to ask for help from Zhang Chunyi.

He saw it clearly. Today's Taixuan Realm was already the Taixuan Realm of Longhu Mountain. Even a strong demon ancestor could only retreat and avoid the sharp edge temporarily, let alone these abandoned children? Yes, abandoned children. The moment the Tianmo Sect suddenly disappeared, they had become the abandoned children of the demon sect. Decline was inevitable.

Under such circumstances, given his background, if Longhu Mountain wanted to kill him, they would have done so long ago. No matter how deeply he hid, it would be useless. After all, Longhu Mountain possessed an almighty powerful being who looked down on all living beings and viewed the heaven and earth like the lines on the palm of his hand.

Instead of living in constant fear all your life, it is better to take a risk and bet on a possibility.

Hearing this and taking a look at the Blood-Transforming Demonic Sword, Zhang Chun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sea of ​​blood."

"Go ahead."

Waving his sleeves, Zhang Chunyi drove the Blood-Transforming Devil Knife out of Tai Shang Tian. However, Zhang Chunyi's two gentle words sounded like a thunderclap in the ears of the Blood-Transforming Devil Knife, making the originally vague ideas in his mind quickly take shape.

"But can this really be done? This action is a hundred times worse than the mortal devouring immortals. However, there is no need for the Taoist master to lie to me. Since he gave such advice, there must be a reason for it."

As the thought came to his mind, the hesitation in the Blood-Transforming Demonic Blade's heart gradually turned into determination.

"This knife is still somewhat useful, both for Wusheng and for the world. The catastrophe is approaching, and the blood sin between the world will become even thicker."

"I just hope he can succeed. The already maddened Blood River is a bit too fragile to be used any more."

The thought came and went, and Zhang Chunyi withdrew his gaze.

(End of this chapter)