The spiritual Taoist thought for a while and said slowly, "The long river of time flows endlessly and there are many branches. Every branch is a historical’ possibility’."
However, all these’ possibilities’ are intertwined, which will inevitably lead to chaos and conflict.
At that time, I am afraid that the heavens and the earth will be destroyed by chaos.
If you don’t want to, you can anchor it a little bit to make it flow slowly along the river.
When Master preached, he said that saints set a fixed number of anchors.
Just like one side of the world will enter different forks because of different choices.
It is possible that the lich died out and then the Terran gave up witchcraft and gradually rose.
It is possible that the demon race won and used the Terran as rations.
Or maybe the winner of the witch tribe wiped out the demon tribe but turned to the Terran as a sacrifice to heaven and earth.
All kinds of "possibilities" have different positions and ideas, which have different influences on history.
However, if all these’ possibilities’ come together, it will inevitably lead to disorder of rules.
When all saints need to anchor, they should choose a fixed number from several’ possibilities’
And the rest of the’ may’ has become a head and tail abandonment.
When these abandoned’ may’ get together or be called forgotten.
And the convenience we are in may be a forgotten time. "
Li Li and others thought for a while, and the Taoist priest’s words also understood his meaning.
But they also have doubts.
"Then what is it that Master came here to ask us to get a ray of Terran incense?"
"How can I know about this if Master doesn’t tell us?"
Road flyover spirit shook his head. "But we need to know after the master’s order.
These "possibilities" must be guided to the road of terran becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth and promoting the Youth Movement.
Only in this way can we finish what Master told us.
Now I will try my best to improve our own strength and hope to protect the Terran as much as possible in the future war. "
Chapter one thousand one hundred and seventy-two Garden an alchemist
"If we say that we can’t improve our strength at the moment," Sun Yuling suddenly said, "Maybe we can also seek foreign aid while improving our own strength."
"How do you say this, sister?" Road flyover spirit asked
"the great god saints are mostly attached to the demon race or terran, but there are still some who are free from both.
If we can ask them for help, then the Terran will inevitably have a ten percent more chance of winning. "
Zhu Guang shook his head and said, "Now I don’t want to join the demon clan heaven, and I don’t want to melt into the Terran to practice witchcraft. Even it’s hard to persuade."
"Otherwise, we are not asking them to integrate into the Terran practice of witchcraft." Sun Yuling gave a hand and said, "Dear brothers, don’t forget.
We don’t broadcast the Xuanmen Method in Terran, because we are afraid of disturbing this world and affecting us.
But this moment is different.
Those saints who are neutral to the Great God are unwilling to practice witchcraft or witchcraft, and they are unwilling to practice Xuanmen.
If we can put the mysterious doorway in its place and ask them to protect the Terran instead of the witch.
Presumably some of them will be willing. "
"Sister, this is right," the Taoist priest nodded and praised. "In that case, let’s follow the Taoist priest’s method."
Seeing that the Terrans have gradually gathered together, twelve ancestors and witches are practicing in a big array.
And the large array is becoming more and more skilled.
Road flyover spirit and others bid farewell to the big nest and prepared to go to the central Tianzhu and his party.
I heard that they were saving for a rainy day, and the big nest did not stop them.
They once again visited Fuxi Valley and still did not get a response from Fuxi Great God.