Chapter 452 History

"Isn't the war in the world over?" Lin Qingsheng asked softly.

Above the vast Mount Tai, the clouds had completely disappeared in the battle, and a coolness after the rain was spreading over Mount Tai. This was the confusion and tranquility after the battle, and the noise after the turmoil.

Lin Qingsheng looked at the scene in front of him and felt as if he was in a trance these days. After the advent of the mythological era, the world seemed to be in another kind of dream, but this dream was extremely real.

A golden dragon was suspended in the air, and the terrifying dragon energy was like a surging water falling from the sky. The huge body covered the sky and the sun, casting a huge shadow.

A pair of dragon eyes fell down as if examining Lin Qingsheng, as if a huge mountain had fallen on Lin Qingsheng's shoulders. This was the power of the Heavenly Lord, a power that surpassed the limits of what the human world could contain.

"This is just the foreplay of the real war, just like the turmoil before the real war begins. You don't think this kind of battle can be called a war, right?"

Dozens of Daluo Jinxian or just turmoil?

Billions of lives in the thirty-three heavens were stained with blood. Is this just turmoil?

Lin Qingsheng suddenly felt a little confused about what a real war was. Is this the war that is truly at the top of the world of extraordinary people?

A war that engulfs everything, from heaven to earth, from which no one can escape.

"Then what is the real war?" Lin Qingsheng hesitated for a long time and finally asked this question. He could feel that there seemed to be an invisible big hand controlling everything in the world.

It was just that it seemed that he was standing too low, so he couldn't see the whole game at all.

"You should know."

The voice of the prime minister in black sounded slowly, as if reminding Lin Qingsheng that in addition to the murderous aura that seemed to destroy everything, there was also a kind of clarity in the eyes of this skinny monk, as if he could see through everything.

I don’t know if this kind of clarity can only be achieved after experiencing the destruction of everything and being filled with murderous intent.

"Is it the disaster that happened in the wilderness?"

Lin Qingsheng was not a stupid man. He quickly thought of the so-called Great Wilderness Disaster, the horrific disaster that forced countless races to forcibly enter the human world.

Was it a war?

Whose war is it?

It actually forced so many races to flee from the wilderness. The scope of this war must be terrifyingly wide.

According to the black-robed national master, these are not all the races that want to escape in the wilderness. They are only a very small part of the vast races, and more races are restricted.

"Um."

There was no praise, nor any fluctuation in tone. The black-robed monk just nodded slightly.

But the skinny monk's eyes revealed an expression that something he had been waiting for for who knows how many years was finally going to happen.

At this time, the real dragon hanging in the air, its huge claws swept across the void, as if a huge projection was placed in front of the bronze door. Endless stars were hanging in the air, and above the earth was an extremely vast world.

All living things on earth are as tiny as ants, or even smaller than ants. In the center of the world, one can vaguely see a huge tree that reaches from the sky to the earth, with tender green branches sprouting out.

The tender green color seemed to touch the sky. It was hard to imagine that there was such a big tree. Every branch and leaf seemed to be nurturing a world.

The real dragon lowered his head and looked at the huge tree in the void, and said: "When the Jianmu tree reaches the sky, the Great Wilderness War will begin."

There was a hint of yearning in its tone.

“Is that Jianmu?”

Lin Qingsheng looked up at the giant tree that reached from the sky to the earth. Although he knew that it was just an illusory image, Lin Qingsheng could still feel how insignificant he was compared to Jianmu.

This is the height of all humiliation.

Lin Qingsheng had heard of this name in a distant legend, but that was all he had heard of it. But now he was about to see this towering tree.

But what does this have to do with the war that spanned the entire wilderness?

Before Lin Qingsheng could ask the question, the hoarse voice of the black-robed monk rang out.

"Jianmu? It has many names, Jianmu, Tongtian Tree, Tongtian Tower, World Tree, and it appears in countless myths since ancient times. But few people know that it grew on the Great Wilderness a long time ago. The entire Great Wilderness is close to an infinite world. It can be seen in any corner of the world, and even in many worlds below the Great Wilderness."

At this point, the black-robed monk paused and looked at Lin Qingsheng in front of him and said, "This is why there are legends about him in the world, because someone in this world has actually seen him."

The black-robed monk seemed to be popularizing some ancient knowledge to Lin Qingsheng, knowledge that had been diluted by time and lost in history over the distant years.

Every word in his speech seemed to carry the sediment of time.

Lin Qingsheng's mind was not on this at all. He looked at the Ming Dynasty master who lived eight hundred years ago and said, "Why should we look at these? Shouldn't we cut off the connection between heaven and earth? That way, no matter what the Great Wilderness becomes, it won't affect the human world, right?"

Hearing Lin Qingsheng's words, the black-robed monk smiled and said, "According to what you said, I shouldn't have opened the Heaven and Earth Passage in the first place, then there wouldn't be this day, right?"

Looking at the smiling eyes of the black-robed monk, Lin Qingsheng suddenly didn't know what to say.

So you already knew that this war that could destroy the Great Wilderness was about to happen, but you still opened the link between heaven and earth?

The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao seemed to have seen through Lin Qingsheng's thoughts. His eyes shone with a strange light, and he said, "When you encounter something, your first thought should not be to escape, otherwise you will never be able to solve the problem."

"There is no point in avoiding war. Only by defeating the enemy can we achieve true peace."

The black-robed monk seemed to be teaching his younger generation, which made Lin Qingsheng have a strange feeling that what he was doing seemed to be wrong.

But shouldn’t avoiding war be the first thought?

Lin Qingsheng slowly asked, "So, Imperial Master, you want to fight this war?"

The black-robed monk shook his head upon hearing this and said softly, "It's not that I want to fight, but everything has been planned long ago. Everything now is just doing what was planned in the beginning."

"Once we retreat from this battle, the next people to suffer a catastrophe will be the human world, and by that time the human world won't even be able to put up a decent resistance. A tiger won't give up on eating you just because it sees your door is closed. It will try every possible way to eat you."

At this point, the skinny black-robed monk said firmly: "So this battle must be fought."

"Monk, I remember telling you that the power of the human world is more than weaker than that of the wilderness. At least that's the case in this life."

As he spoke, the skinny monk in black raised his head, with a look of distant reminiscence in his eyes.

"Want to hear a story?"

Lin Qingsheng really wanted to say that he had no intention of listening to the story at all, but facing the person in front of him, he finally did not say such a sentence.

The skinny monk in black said to himself, "A long time ago, there was a terrible war that swept across the Great Wilderness. All the races in the Great Wilderness were caught up in this war, and no one was exempt."

The air above Mount Tai seemed to become stagnant with the voice of the black-robed monk, and a feeling of dark clouds covering the city appeared in Lin Qingsheng's heart.

Lin Qingsheng knew what this was talking about, the War of Ten Thousand Races, which was the most well-known war in the long history, but why was this being talked about?

Lin Qingsheng looked at the black-robed monk in front of him. The black-robed monk continued to talk to himself:

"This war was later called the War of All Races, second only to the later War of the Sky. By the end of this war, all races had already exhausted all their strength and there was no room for stopping."

"Can you imagine the entire wilderness, looking out from Jianmu, filled with corpses?"

“That war got to that point.”

Lin Qingsheng finally heard this and said, "In the end, were all the tribes in the Great Wilderness severely damaged?"

If the war cannot be stopped, both sides will suffer losses.

The black-robed monk looked at Lin Qingsheng in surprise and said, "No, you should know the outcome of this war. The human race reached the top of all races in this war and became the master of the Great Wilderness."

"At that time of great tension, a human race suddenly appeared. He suppressed all the races in the heavens and ended the war with his absolute power, establishing the human race's position as the top of all the races in the heavens."

Lin Qingsheng was startled and asked, "Alone?"

"Is that the first Human Emperor?"

Lin Qingsheng guessed that the person he could think of who was most likely to do this was the Human Emperor.

The black-robed monk shook his head and said with a sigh: "No, that was the first witch."

"It is hard to imagine that there is such a powerful person in the world. He has truly reached the end of the extraordinary, jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and enjoying the freedom of heaven and earth forever. He suppressed all the races in the heavens and thoroughly established the position of the human race at the top of all races."

"But later, he did not stay in the Great Wilderness, but returned to the world where he originally lived. Since then, this land has begun to possess a mysterious power, a power that is almost indelible."

"You mean the human world?"

Lin Qingsheng came back to his senses in the first instant. He remembered that the Xingtian tribe member said that there was a mysterious power on the ancestral star that protected this world.

Is this because there is a terrifying existence in the world?

The black-robed monk nodded and said, "Of course it's the human world. Originally, the transcendent might have stayed in the human world, but after the War of All Races, another extremely horrific war broke out again - the War of the Sky."

"The Battle of Heaven?"

Lin Qingsheng had heard of the War of Ten Thousand Races, but this was the first time he had heard of the War of Heaven.

The man in black explained: "This war is an invasion war. If we talk about this war, we have to talk about Jianmu. Jianmu is a very magical tree."

"Its roots are rooted in the tiny world beneath the wilderness, its branches and leaves nurture its own world, and its trunk reaches straight into the wilderness."

"After Jianmu was born, it has been growing continuously over the long years."

"That day, Jianmu in the Great Wilderness broke through the limit of the Great Wilderness and connected to an unknown world. This world is extremely powerful. The weakest creature among them also has the power of the Heavenly Venerable level and has no consciousness."

“So a real war began here.”

"That was a war second only to the war of all races. In the end, it was the transcendent who drove these people away. But even that transcendent found it difficult to break into the other world, so someone had to be stationed at the entrance to the two worlds. In order to prevent Jianmu from connecting to other entrances, Jianmu was cut off."

At this point, a gleam of light seemed to flash in the black-robed monk's eyes, and he said coldly: "But how can we defend all the time?"

“So today happened.”

"When the Heaven-shattering War descends upon the Great Wilderness once again, that will be the end of this war."

"Everything is a plan, a layout that has been going on for countless years."

"Countless people standing at the top of this world have been planning for eternity, how can it end just because of one sentence from you?"

“This war must be fought.”

Lin Qingsheng seemed to see the overall situation at this moment, where countless lives in the entire world were exchanged for a situation of eternal peace.

………

At the same time, on the plains in the southeast, long winds blew across the empty wilderness, pressing down the weeds.

Mosca and Suxi walked on the road in the fields, with a sense of mountain hermits.

At this moment, Su Xi raised his head and saw a familiar figure, dressed in black, with an aura that was indifferent to all living beings.

"Sir?" Su Xi asked subconsciously.

At this time, Mosca also raised his head and his pupils suddenly shrank.

It really is this person. As expected, this person should have known that they were looking for him all along. "Every thought will be known" is not an empty statement.

The figure in black slowly raised his head and glanced at Su Xi.

"You've been looking for me, haven't you?"

Su Xi was stunned and asked, "Sir, you already knew about this?"

Wen Zheng stood up and nodded, saying, "I knew it from the moment you started looking for me."

Wen Zhengming looked at him carefully and said, "You have made a lot of progress recently."

Su Xi came back to his senses and asked, "Then did the gentleman deliberately avoid seeing me?"

"Yes, because the time is far from right."

Wen Zhengming nodded and admitted it directly.

"Not yet?"

Su Xi asked with some confusion, and even Mosca on the side seemed to be thinking about something.

Mosca knew that this person was definitely not speaking without reason. If he said so, there must be a reason.

But why isn’t the time yet?

"Some things were planned a long time ago, but they just happened now."

Wen Zhengming raised his head and said softly, "When the time comes, I will naturally deal with it. You don't have to look for me again. If you have any questions, then go to Mount Tai."

(End of this chapter)