I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2114

Chapter 1988 Pope

“In a completely closed wooden box, there is a sleeping cat.”

“It didn’t make any sound, so you knew it was asleep, but when you opened a crack in the wooden box, you found that you were staring at the cat, and the cat was also staring at you from inside.”

“So, was the cat asleep, or was it always spying on you from inside the wooden box?”

“Or did your intervention as an ‘external force’ wake the cat up, so that when you looked at it, it ended its sleep state and looked at you?”

The Yunhai white apple was sliced, and it suddenly joined in two as Master Ping said something thought-provoking elsewhere.

The light inside fluctuated, with one half condensing into the Suyin Dharma Image, and the other half condensing into the Daozu Dharma Image, but both were unstable, as if they were still half-formed.

Or, in other words, it was between the “sleeping cat” and the “reverse-staring cat”, in such a delicate two-sided period.

“History also has two sides.”

“When no one is observing, history is settled.”

“However, when observers try to get a glimpse of the truth, history will present another side that is ‘unreal’.”

“This ‘unreality’ may be caused by external intervention or by incomplete self-cognition of history, resulting in a side that is both reasonable and unexpected.”

Master Ping said, then pointed to the apple on the left, looked at the unstable Suyin Dharma image inside, and slowly said:

“Those of us who practice Taoism and study Suyin techniques essentially respect the Tao of Suyin. Suyin techniques have been passed down in my heavenly realm for tens of thousands of epochs, which can be said to have a long history.”

“However, in the long river of history, even tens of thousands of epochs are just a drop in the ocean, insignificant.”

“If we compare it with the peak battle for the Dao on the Holy Continent in history, it is not tens of thousands of epochs long, but a few months or years of divine war short. It is not line to line, but point to point.”

“In other words, the practitioners of the evil arts essentially correspond to the changes that the evil spirits brought to this world after the victory of the war between gods and the unification of the great arts.”

The room was completely silent after hearing this.

At this moment, some people understood and some did not, but at the same time, they felt the vastness of history and the insignificance of themselves.

Master Ping pointed to another apple slice, inside which was a vague and unstable image of the Taoist master, and said:

“Similarly, those who respect the Taoist arts should adapt to the changes after the Taoist master won the battle.”

“Just like the cat in the wooden box I just mentioned, when the dust settles, there will only be one kind of magic. We will not, and do not have the awareness to discuss the orthodox magic of Taoism and the evil magic – the wooden box has been opened all the time, and the cat will only look out all the time.”

“But at this moment, our generation of cultivators, if we want to study the orthodox magic of Taoism and the evil magic, we have become observers of history, but we have not yet started the observation action. As a result, history rises and falls, and changes naturally from point to point, entering a two-sided period.”

“Perhaps on that side, the opportunity for battle flashed and the outcome was decided. Corresponding to this side of this era, thousands of years later, we may forget the evil magic and only practice the Taoist magic, or forget the Taoist magic and all cultivators only know the evil magic.”

“Perhaps because of the development of the evil art, the inheritance was cut off due to an accident in our era, and the world only knew the art. This ‘result’ or ’cause’, as an intervention of observation, affected the ’cause’ or ‘result’ of the past, and became an accident that the evil Yin could no longer borrow the power of the art, which ended his life of practicing Taoism and laid the foundation for the victory of the Taoist ancestor.”

“The opposite is also true.”

Yun Hai understood half of it and was confused by the other half.

Master Ping smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hands, the two halves of the apple disappeared into a winding river, which simulated the breath of time.

“To put it another way, time is disordered.”

As soon as these words came out, Tong Sheng was like seeing the sun through the clouds, and he suddenly woke up, as if he had realized something.

“We said before that the ancestor of time was lost, causing the long river of time to be divided into countless parts.”

“So the ancestors can be said to be born one after another, or they can be said to be born at the same time.”

Master Ping stroked, and the long river of time was divided from one into many.

The first one was the birth of Saint Xin, the second one was the birth of Yi Ji, and the third one was the birth of Shennong Baicao…

Suddenly, the sea of clouds shook, and the Sword Ancestor, who was one of the last few born, jumped to the second place with the long river of time.

At the same time, the long river of time led by the War Ancestor, the Dragon Ancestor, the Heavenly Ancestor, etc., was still moving step by step in the historical process.

“Who came first, the Tao or the Tao?”

Master Ping repeated the question again and said no more.

The long river of time on the sea of clouds began to evolve. It was obvious that the Tao Ancestor, who was born second, suddenly disappeared with all his existence.

So, the existence of the Tao Ancestor was lost in history.

The root of the art of Taoism originated from the birth of the Art Ancestor, and it peaked with the transformation of the Art Ancestor into a demon, and the art of Taoism was pushed to the extreme.

But the Tao Ancestor did not die, but was hidden under countless long rivers of time, in the form of memory erasure.

While the art of the Yin and the Yin was developing, the Tao Ancestor’s Tianji art, the star art, etc. were also developing in secret.

However, they developed extremely obscurely. Whenever they were about to reach their peak and were discovered, they would cut off as many as possible and throw them out, dispersing their power and hiding.

They were absorbed by the evil arts, the formation diagrams, and the spiritual skills, blending and penetrating each other.

Finally, in the era of refining spirits, the hidden masks were unveiled. At the same time as the outbreak, the art of heaven and the art of stars were able to compete with the art of evil spirits, the cycle of life, the mysteries of refining spirits, etc., and they also penetrated each other, just waiting to compete for the source of the Tao.

Now, everyone can see clearly:

there is no order, but at the same time!

It can be first or later!

It is completely meaningless to be entangled in this paradoxical process, but its result is fascinating.

Instantly, a cultivator who understood what was going on in the sea of clouds raised a voice of surprise and doubt: “Master Ping, I am a Taoist practitioner. According to what you said, when the Taoist practice I am practicing suddenly disappears and the concept of Daozu is lost in my mind, it means that the side being observed, the Suyin has won?”

Master Ping nodded, then shook his head and said with a smile:

“That’s wrong.”

“You are not even qualified to be the ‘point’ in the point-to-point. You are just a speck of dust in the long history of this world.”

“On that side, if Suyin wins, the changes it will cause will be slow changes in this world that may last for tens of thousands of epochs.”

“So what you said is only half right. It will not be that you ‘suddenly noticed’ the disappearance of Taoism, but that ‘when the cultivators of this era, under the subtle changes of history, forget Taoism’, this means that the observation is over, and that Daozu has been defeated on that side.”

“But at this time, the world no longer knows the ‘Daozu’, and history is still going on as planned.”

Wow!

The whole room was shocked.

This theory is too subversive.

It is too huge, too vast, and terrifying when you think about it carefully.

It is nothing more than equivalent to, while I am studying the history of evil arts and Taoism here, there is another world over there, where the evil Yin and the Taoist ancestors are fighting and fighting?

And the results over there will affect the historical changes here?

Absurd?

Absurd!

But is it completely unreasonable?

The long river of time is indeed divided into many, even the Sword Ancestor can jump to the era of Saint Xin and build a sword tower to seal the spirit of the Demon Ancestor. How can it be unreasonable that the reality at this moment is mutually exclusive with the cause and effect of the past history?

“Reading history will enlighten you, and knowing will lead to knowing myself.” “

Cause and effect rely on each other, and the tail will form a circle to form the Tao.”

On the high platform, Master Ping stroked with both hands.

The changes in the sea of clouds disappeared, and after a summary, it was announced that today’s class had come to an end for the time being.

The sea of clouds was surging, and it seemed that it was hard to contain the shock.

The discussion lasted for a long time. Tong Sheng was about to speak but hesitated. Finally, with the encouragement of Li Yun, he mustered up the courage and raised his hand:

“Master Ping, I have one last question.”

“Go ahead.”

“You also said that the Nan Tian Chongzhou under our feet was formerly the Southern Territory Sin Land. You also said that this is the new heaven realm instead of the old heaven realm, and it is also combined with the time realm. Doesn’t it mean that the Eighth Ancestor succeeded, the Saint Slave won, and the magic medicine was defeated?”

“But the Medicine Ancestor also has a method to plant the new heaven realm. Who can say that this new heaven realm was created by the Eighth Ancestor instead of the Medicine Ancestor?” Master Ping asked instead of answering.

Hearing this, the young Tong Sheng not only did not collapse, but his eyes showed the color of a successful treacherous plan. Master Ping fell into a trap, and buried her directly!

He immediately asked back: “Then Master Ping means that the magic medicine evil won, so there is a word ‘evil’ in this Nan Tian evil continent?”

“You kid, you respect Taoism, right…” Master Ping smiled, but was not annoyed, “But you didn’t hear that the Tao Ancestor wanted to take away not only evil arts, but also life and reincarnation. If He succeeds, this new heaven can also be opened up for Him.”

Over and over again, it is the Tao Ancestor’s way to the sky!

The young man Tong Sheng had a cunning look in his eyes, knowing that Master Ping had fallen into the deep pit of rhetoric he had dug with his wisdom, and said loudly:

“So it seems that Master Ping can read the various changes in history and know that the Tao Ancestor won in the end?”

“No.” Master Ping shook his head.

“That means the Medicine Ancestor won.”

“I don’t understand.”

“That means there is a third party involved. We don’t know, but Master Ping must know!”

“I don’t know.”

Three consecutive nos, Yun Hai was in an uproar.

Until this moment, everyone realized that the drunkard’s intention was not to drink, and the young man clearly wanted to force a clear answer out of Master Ping’s mouth.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and they really expected Tong Sheng to make more efforts. The boy no longer expected it. After three nos, he was not discouraged and showed his true colors:

“Then who will be the winner in the end, Master Ping?”

It seemed like a question, but in fact Master Ping’s subjective consciousness represented 70% of the answer.

Just when everyone thought that Master Ping would answer the cold fourth no and completely ignore all the questions of the boy, the graceful figure on the high platform laughed and shook her head, pressed her green jade fingers against her red lips, and said “hush”:

“Listen…”

The sea of clouds suddenly became quiet, and everyone’s appetite was aroused and itchy.

Listen?

What to listen to?

But there was a long river of history rushing to the sky, spreading from under the sea of clouds to under the feet, pulling people’s minds in.

In an instant, it was as if I could cross history, pass through the vastness, and reshape the past. In the dark, I seemed to be able to really hear the shocking cry that was ethereal but destined to be imprinted in the long river of history…

“

Welcome to the Taoist!!!”

The rosy clouds broke through the sky at the corner of the cross street.

The Dao rhyme sealed by the Ancestor God gushed out.

The sky was full of brilliance, as joyful as a flourishing age, people from all over the world came to pay homage, phoenixes and cranes sang together, and people from the five regions prostrated themselves on the ground, looking up in surprise.

The Ancestor he saw was both familiar and unfamiliar.

He felt as if he knew him, but he had no impression of his process of becoming a Daoist at all. It seemed that he had achieved it all in one go, and this person suddenly appeared.

But if he was completely unfamiliar, then from the depths of his memory, some fragments emerged, piecing together the unknown past of the “Daoist Ancestor”.

“He is…”

In the Holy Palace of Siling Mountain, Zi Chong, who stood on the dragon head, could no longer hide his surging heart, and his pupils were trembling violently.

The moment before this person appeared, Zi Chong’s memory did not even have a name for the top figures.

After seeing this Ancestor’s Dharma image, a large section of content was inexplicably squeezed out of his cognition, enriching all his information.

“Yi… Ji…?!”

This name, which was clearly long dead, had never left his mind. It was just forgotten, waiting for the right time to revive.

Not only did Zi Chong know, he could also clearly see the passionate and magnificent past and present lives of Dao Ancestor Yi Ji from the perspective of the ancient holy demon.

After the holy ancestor, Li Mo Xiuwo.

During this period of unity, the times changed, and the people of destiny rotated. Some raised their chests and swords, and some bent over to taste grass.

But it turned out that before this, there was a whole long religious era, with the “Pope” taking the lead, under the banner of “Tianji Divine Religion”, promoting the teachings of “memory ascension”, and being sought after by the world.

“Impossible!”

“How is this possible?”

Zi Chong was pale. This memory was inserted out of thin air, clearly false, and so huge.

It stands to reason that such a huge memory must be full of omissions and cannot withstand scrutiny, but it is extremely complete, so complete that Zi Chong can find the real basis whether it is from the background of the times, religious beliefs, or the beginning and end of the Tao.

In the late Saint Demon Age, the heaven and earth were all affected by the power of demonic nature.

The Sword Classic records: “In the cold and plastic period, the origin of martial arts is exhausted, the life span of the species is short, and all sounds are silent.” It also says that “the Tao seeds give rise to obstacles, the beasts turn into demons, the green plants fade to gray, and the clouds stretch out their claws.” This basically describes the general background of the Dharma Ending Age.

However, it is not the “rocky mountains shake, the waterfalls stop, the dormant dragons wake up, and the mirages are born” of the Sword Ancestor, so “the sky cracks five pillars, the earth spews five pearls, the creatures reproduce on their own, and we receive Taoism and longevity.”

Instead, the young man recalled himself sailing across the river, drifting eastward, experiencing the ups and downs of life for the first time, and then tasting the various aspects of the world. When he was over thirty, he could sing aloud: “I fear the vastness of heaven and earth, and admire the infinity of the great way. I suffer from the weakness of flesh and blood,

and hate the short life of the species.” So, among a group of people whose life expectancy is only thirty or fifty years, they came up with the doctrine of “controlling the secrets of heaven, naturalizing all things, forgiving sins and changing fate, and deifying memory”, and advocated the concept of “born with sin, sin in the mortal body, transformation of flesh and blood, and immortality of memory”.

“Initially, the creation of heaven and earth was used to transform the body and prolong life”, “Then the way of memory was cultivated, and a memory network was formed to cover heaven and earth”, so space was no longer a constraint, and time was no longer a restriction. As long as they entered the network, everyone in the world could communicate equally across time and space, “Born with sin, the secrets of heaven are extraordinary”.

Yi Ji was revered as the Pope of the Heavenly Secret Religion.

The way of memory quickly radiated the entire world from west to east, from south to north, and led the trend of an entire era.

People in the world cultivated memories and pursued longevity.

The Pope gathered the power of faith and wanted to be enshrined as the ancestor god and be called the Taoist Ancestor.

However, overnight, a sudden change occurred – during the period when the Pope was in harmony with the Tao, the memory network temporarily lost its power control, causing the memory of some people in the world to fall. Once discovered, it aroused public anger.

The Pope’s body was found underground in the center of the Holy Cross Street, the headquarters of the Heavenly Secret Religion, and was tied to the Holy Cross. Then he was burned with fire and ice to tear his outer clothes; his tendons were pulled out and his bones were torn to shatter his essence; his flesh was cut and blood was let out to leak his Tao Hua.

The Pope endured three years of torture from the world, and was attacked by the power of faith. In the end, he failed to merge

with the Tao and his body and soul were destroyed. “His power faded and soaked into the cross. The world hated him and urged the spirit of the cross street. So the Tianji Divine Religion’s heavy weapon was transformed into a heavy weapon list and a supernatural weapon… the Bloody Pope?”

After reading this memory, Zi Chong felt a chill in the back of his head and said in his heart that it was impossible.

Fake!

It’s all fake!

This memory is too abrupt, and it is full of unreality.

But if memory is false, how can the Bloody Pope’s cross, a heavy weapon and a supernatural weapon, be fake?

“My memory has been tampered with?”

Zi Chong pondered and wanted to trace the true origin of the Bloody Pope, to break this false memory, to find the contradictions in the Dao Ancestor’s memory of himself by exposing the loopholes in the memory, and to prevent Him from becoming a Tao.

… To no avail.

From ancient times to the present, only this large-scale religious history can correspond to the origin of the Bloody Pope.

The Bloody Pope’s Cross, which was on the same list of heavy weapons as Overlord and Broken Shield, could only be lifted by Daozu Yiji, who had been transformed by the Heavenly Secret and possessed terrifying power.

The others were just minor fights.

Moreover, after the Way of Memory was verified by the world to be a minor way, the religious form of cultivation was also abandoned by the world. How could anyone give birth to a heavy weapon like the Bloody Pope?

“No!”

“There is a loophole!”

Zi Chong keenly noticed that the Way of Memory had clearly been completely hidden, which meant that the religious form of cultivation had also been completely forgotten.

In this way…

history could repeat itself.

The Bloody Pope may indeed have other real origins.

But!

Zi Chong could sense that this was fake, but the truth had long been lost.

At this moment when Daozu survived, even she could not find any strong evidence in her own memory that could be used to refute the view of this false memory.

Daozu said this is true, and if there is no evidence, then it is essentially false. Under the distortion of memory, under the logically self-consistent combination of reality and illusion…

false, it is also true!

…

“Go forward…”

“Keep going forward…”

“Go to the center of the cross street corner, take down the bloody pope, command the cross, and become the ‘Lord of the Holy Church’…”

External memory is not credible. In a trance, Zi Chong’s mind rang with the real hypnosis of the power of the Demon Ancestor on Dao Xuanji.

Yes, it was the cross street corner that the Demon Ancestor asked Dao Xuanji to go to.

That order was clearly a spiritual awareness. As long as you go a few steps deeper, you can touch the concepts of “bloody pope” and “holy church”.

Based on this, it is possible to pry open the Daozu’s memory and make him restart the way of cultivation of “hiding memory and returning to zero perfection”. He will have to work hard for decades or hundreds of years and completely miss the era of refining spirits.

But…

just before stepping into the cross street corner, Wu Si Niang, the incarnation of Dao Xuanji, happened to meet a funny pure Yang body Liu Guifen.

Liu Guifen’s ambition was fulfilled, and after a few words, Wu Si Niang’s mission changed from going to the center of the cross street corner to find the bloody pope to chasing the merit of following the dragon and helping Liu Guifen ascend to the position of the Lord of the North Realm.

At that time…

Wu Si Niang didn’t care.

Liu Guifen didn’t care.

As a dignified demon ancestor, naturally, he didn’t care about the details of these trivial matters.

So, who cares? (End of this chapter)