Chapter 998: Ants in the Torrent Struggle in Vain

"Snap..."

Tonshen old Daoist carefully put the skull back onto this skeleton. He took off his Daoist robe, and the Daoist robe embroidered with Yin-Yang fish rolled up, wrapping the entire skeleton.

The Daoist robe trembled violently, and then shook intensely.

Tonshen old Daoist grabbed the cuffs and lapels desperately. The Taiji diagram on it seemed to rotate, trapping the things inside firmly, and it only calmed down after a while.

He barely turned around in the narrow grave-robbing hole and handed out the corpse wrapped in the Daoist robe.

Tonshen old Daoist climbed down a few zhang again, only to find that the grave-robbing hole led to an arched dome. A few blue bricks were pulled out, creating a passage leading directly to the top of the tomb chamber.

He took out a talisman paper, shook it slightly, and it turned into an orange fireball, falling into the pitch-black darkness below the grave-robbing hole...

The fireball fell for only a few zhang before it quickly extinguished, as if the darkness all around drowned it like a tide...

But Tonshen old Daoist also judged from this that the location of the dome was not the main tomb chamber, but a front chamber where funerary objects were placed.

The scale was comparable to a king's mausoleum. Just a glimpse, one could see the scale of the front chamber, which could be called an underground palace. The funerary objects inside were shadowy, and the fireball fell above several large vats.

The blue and white porcelain dragon vats were sealed with copper, and an adult could curl up in the belly of the vat with plenty of room!

Tonshen old Daoist instinctively felt that something was wrong and quickly retreated from the grave-robbing hole. Outside, a group of grave robbers had already set up a theater shed at the entrance of the grave-robbing hole. One by one, they were dressed in opera costumes, and in the dark night of the desolate mountains and wild ridges, only this place was brightly lit, which was particularly ostentatious.

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General was checking the corpse bones brought up by Tonshen old Daoist in the theater shed.

I saw that the corpse bones that had turned into skeletons had some strange features. His ribs were huge, almost connected into a piece, turning into a bone plate, and the bones of his limbs were even thicker, and there were even residual meridians and tissues on the bones.

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General pondered the amulet that looked like a pangolin claw taken from the corpse bones and sighed: "This senior is already a high-level expert in the fourth realm of martial arts, a great expert who has practiced the strange appearance of plate ribs and coiled tendons. I didn't expect such a great expert who walked the rivers and lakes without any scruples to fall in such a desolate mountain and wild ridge."

Tonshen old Daoist was also a little strange: "Isn't it said that this is the tomb of the great eunuch general who died when the previous dynasty perished?"

"He died for his master, and his reputation was indeed unprecedented among eunuchs, but at that time the country had perished, where did the manpower and material resources come from to build such a large tomb for him?"

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General looked at him in surprise: "You say this, it seems a bit knowledgeable, and a bit ignorant!"

"There is a taste of foreign devils..."

"Hmm?" Tonshen old Daoist frowned slightly. He seemed to have said too much!

As a Samsara player, he is naturally a person with extremely knowledgeable experience in the heavens and worlds, but this world is inherently strange, and perhaps the laws are different from what he knows. Speaking indiscriminately will reveal his flaws.

"Since the Qin and Han dynasties, the funeral of kings and princes has paid attention to serving the dead as serving the living."

"Which of us grave robbers doesn't know that the big tomb underground is one thing, and how it is dug is another! It is normal for descendants to bury a seven-foot grave, and when moving the grave, dig out a big tomb of several zhang in radius! This is ghost digging graves! If it weren't for this, how could these three big graves be called ghost graves?"

Tonshen old Daoist's divine sense was slightly chaotic—what kind of common sense is this?

Can the common sense of these evil worlds be called common sense?

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General answered seriously: "The world is like a great grave. The world changes, how can the grave not change?"

"A proper grave burial requires the efforts of descendants, and of course, the ancestors must also work hard themselves. How can they sit back and enjoy the fruits of others?"

Tonshen old Daoist silently raised his acceptance ability before asking: "You mean, those dead people will expand their graves from time to time after being buried?"

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General glanced at him. Now he really began to doubt the origin of this Daoist!

Among the people of the three religions and nine streams, why are grave robbers like them hated and despised, while Daoists, monks, Yin-Yang sorcerers, and Feng Shui Earth Masters are respected? Isn't it because they can look at the Feng Shui of Yin houses and preside over funeral ceremonies?

Where did a Daoist come from who is not familiar with his own housekeeping skills?

"Daoists should know that among the three religions, Confucianism is the head, and among the nine streams, the Jing Sect is the first."

"That's because all the knowledge in the world is based on classics and history! Among them, 'classics' is the knowledge that records the secrets of Sichen, and 'history' is the secret that is truly unspeakable, unthinkable, and extremely mysterious."

"History is divided into official history and secret history. Those who are in charge of revising official history and determining the past are the historians of Confucianism, the big figures who are the head of the three religions and can cut the emperor with one word."

"And the secrets outside official history, except for the notes of Confucianism and the divination of Daoism, are mastered by the lower nine streams that the three religions and nine streams do not enter! And one grave after another is one secret history after another!"

"Secret history is alive, and graves are naturally alive. Ghost repairing graves does not mean that there are really ancestors repairing graves for themselves at night, but that the grave itself is alive, just like heaven and earth? Can heaven and earth not change? Heaven and earth will change, why will the grave not change?"

The Yu Yu Jiuyou General's eyes revealed a sense of suspicion and surprise, but Tonshen old Daoist's heart was already thundering.

"History is divided into official history and secret history. Secret history is alive... History is alive! The past of this world is constantly changing!"

A roll of thunder passed through the dark sky, and everyone couldn't help but look up, but saw the moonlight was bright, and there was not even half a cloud. I don't know where the thunder came from.

But Tonshen old Daoist trembled all over, feeling that he had touched a terrifying taboo.

"If official history is the prehistoric official history mentioned by Lord Lord Chi Chi Fenruo, then secret history is this world, which has not been anchored by prehistoric official history, alive, and can be changed history. Although people in this world don't know the truth of prehistoric official history, they also noticed the abnormality of history."

Tonshen old Daoist's thoughts turned rapidly: "Sichen!"

"The biggest abnormality in this world is that those Dao Lords and Sichen who opened up the world are still alive, and even actively interfere with this world."

"So, under their will, the past and history of this world are naturally not stable, but there is something that is above the will of Sichen, and even above the entire Samsara Land, that is prehistoric official history! In the past, Zhuge Kongming, with the status of Dao Lord, dealt with Sima Yi, the strongest Primordial Spirit in the Earth Immortal Realm, and was still not tolerated by heaven. With the great ability of the Immortal Qin, it was difficult to violate its fate."

"This kind of power can almost be called destiny!"

"The world opened up by a few Dao Lords naturally cannot violate it!"

"That's why there is a distinction between official history and secret history, and secret history is the most terrifying and powerful force in this world, because that is equivalent to directly borrowing the power of Sichen."

Tonshen old Daoist felt a little suffocated, because his great enemy, I am afraid, is one of the Sichen in this world, and may even be the Sichen with the most noble status.

The secrets about Sichen can be called secret history.

Its power can even create a world.

Tonshen old Daoist vaguely learned that the world he is in now is likely part of secret history. Now it seems that he has greatly underestimated these grave robbers. Don't look at the Yu Yu Jiuyou General who is not as good as a dog.

But people's knowledge is truly beyond the vision of the natives of this world, and some even surpass Samsara players!

"The world is a great grave!"

"If a grave is also a secret history, then isn't secret history also a grave?"

"If secret history is a grave, then who is buried in this heaven and earth?"

"The shadow of destruction that falls into the true world, the old era, is it really the wreckage of the world's destruction? Or is it a grave, burying..."

"Sichen?"

Tonshen old Daoist used this guess as a basis to dismantle the elements of secret history in his heart.

"If a grave is also a secret history, then its elements are? A grave is part of the past, it hides a part of the past, which fits the 'hidden' element of the extraordinary in this world, yes! Secret history, secret history! To some extent, it is hidden history."

"If history is alive, and the past is constantly changing, then hidden history will naturally change and change accordingly."

"But a part of history cannot be changed, because that exceeds the power of Sichen, so, once the hidden is broken, certain things are fixed, and that part of history is 'killed'. And the power that kills it is prehistoric official history? Or? 'Believe', 'Cognition', 'Determine'?"

"Secret history is the power of Sichen. If someone can kill secret history, doesn't it mean that someone can kill Sichen?"

"And the way to kill Sichen is the power opposite to hidden... Believe, cognition, or—faith?"

"Wrong?"

Tonshen old Daoist shook his head secretly. He couldn't determine how powerful the power of secret history was, but he could be sure that the power of Sichen had almost no limit in this world.

Rather than believing, breaking the hidden, human faith and cognition can kill Sichen.

It is better to believe that Sichen, or secret history, can reshape the entire world and change everyone's cognition in a single thought.

Mortal 'belief' has no value in front of Sichen.

Otherwise, Sichen would not treat faith like dirt.

Therefore, mystery is not just the source of the extraordinary, it is even the extraordinary itself.

Therefore, mystery will only yield to higher mystery, and will not be broken by observation...

In the All-Knowing Tower of Miskatonic University.

Gabo is teaching the freshmen who have just joined the Orange Light Seeking Knowledge Mage Association: "The power of orange light is the most powerful and stable among the seven color lights. Unlike the green light of knights derived from 'self', our power does not originate from 'self'."

"Unlike the yellow light of authority, our power does not originate from faith and rule. Unlike the purple light of true love, our power is not derived from 'pure soul'..."

"We already know that all power in the spirit world originates from Sichen."

"The power of orange light originates from cognition, from observation, from secret history."

"We study 'reality', immerse in 'falsehood', pursue 'truth', become 'history', observe 'past'... We are committed to insight into all 'hidden'!"

"Reality is like a tough 'string' composed of unchanging things at a higher level!"

"And Sichen plucks this 'string' every moment, and 'reality' trembles accordingly, and we who stand above 'reality' tremble accordingly, making beautiful plucking, jointly composing a piece of music."

"This piece of music is 'secret history'."

"Therefore, the true secret of invisible arts is—the 'echo' of secret history."

"The reason why 'hidden' makes invisible arts more powerful is because of frequency. Nowadays, the chords of reality can accommodate a little echo of secret history, and the echo is originally part of the chords. But the high resonance of the echo inevitably becomes the noise of the chords, suppressed by the current frequency, so the fewer people who resonate with this echo, the more frequency we occupy."

"In a sense, our world is a chorus of Sichen. Their will plucks the unchanging history, letting everything that changes form 'reality'."

"In this magnificent chorus, we are insignificant, not the 'notes'. Notes are secret history. Even less are 'melodies'. Melodies are 'changes'. They are the existence of Sichen in our world. We are not 'matter'. Matter does not exist. What exists is 'string'..."

The apprentices below were surging with heart and soul for this series of parallelisms by Gabo. An apprentice raised his hand and asked: "Then professor, what exactly are we?"

"We are original sin, we are deviation, we are people who know good and evil, we are part of the dust on the string and the string itself, we are 'noise'!"

Gabo's words made the apprentices below uproar, and the noisy chatter of whispering gradually broke this immersive silence.

Gabo's eyes were shining, his chest was trembling slightly, and his eyes crossed everyone below, looking at the 'chords' that could not be described outside the 'string'.

For a long time, he took back his sight and smiled: "So, have you learned how to use orange light to perform invisible arts?"

The apprentices below spread their hands blankly: "Professor, you haven't started teaching yet!"

"Idiots!"

Gabo pointed to their heads one by one: "Idiots, idiots, all a bunch of idiots..."

"What do you think I'm talking about? Stories? Doctrines? Or the ravings of a madman?"

The apprentices below slandered: "We think what you are talking about is the ravings of a madman!"

But no one dared to speak, because the person standing on the podium was not only the youngest professor at Miskatonic University, let alone an excellent young scholar of folklore, this was just Gabo's secular title.

In the occult world, among extraordinary people.

He is the famous—Orange Light Pope, who is as famous as the Camelot Queen of Knights, the Holy Church Yellow-Clothed Pope, the Hunter Association President, the Witches of the True Love Witch Group, the Puritan New Saint, and the Chief Nun of the Red Cross!

Orange Lamp All-Knowing School Grand Mage, the supreme leader of the Seeking Knowledge faction, the legend of magicians!

"It is the shadow of truth, the true 'hidden'."

"If someone could say these words to me back then, I would be grateful and prostrate..."

Gabo waved his arms excitedly, then took a deep breath and sighed: "Use the secret ritual of spiritual travel to go to the spirit world, seal the orange light with tourmaline gems, and then use it to reflect the hidden things you know. Invisible arts will naturally emerge. Finally, keep a secret, the more relevant to you, the better, the greater the impact, the better, the more hidden, the better. That will become the 'hidden' unique to you."

"Seal it into your orange lamp, and that will give birth to the 'life-bound magic spell' unique to you."

"Go back and think carefully about my words. Although borrowing the power of secret history can perform invisible arts, how to truly perform invisible arts, how to truly steal the power of Sichen... in the end, it still depends on your brains!" Gabo pointed to his forehead.

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After completely overturning his judgment on the Yu Yu Jiuyou General, Tonshen old Daoist's eyes on this group of grave robbers became complex. For the mysterious Lord Chi Chi Fenruo and Drummond, who was even more mysterious and not inferior in momentum, it was increasingly difficult to measure their thoughts.

Because he suddenly realized that he was assigned here, digging graves with a group of grave robbers, it seemed that someone was hinting, really trying to teach him how to kill a 'Sichen'.

This didn't make Tonshen old Daoist feel honored, but made him shudder.

The Earth Branch group of demons of the Black Tai Sui Alliance, and even Drummond, who had a mysterious origin and was suspected of being the high-end power of this world, were really planning to murder a Dao Lord.

Mere ants, dare to kill gods?

Tonshen old Daoist has not faced that 'Li Er' directly since the parting of Louguan Dao. He was a child, like an ant in his and Miaokong's hands. That daring act, now that he thinks about it, is a sad and ridiculous struggle.

He no longer had the courage to meet 'Li Er'. Thinking about it, Miaokong should have met Li Er who was already 'Qian Chen', and then he died!

Tonshen old Daoist leaned on the chess banner, like a tired ordinary old man, panting heavily, and sat on the ground with difficulty.

He looked at the sky in the distance, staring at this piece of false sky!

The night is like a mirror, reflecting the three lights...

"The ants in the torrent struggle in vain!"

"It is also the destiny of Samsara, without end..."

Tonshen old Daoist closed his eyes, opened them again, and cut off all hesitation and impetuosity, leaving only the increasingly crazy, firm!

Lord Chi Chi Fenruo stared at Tonshen from hundreds of miles away and nodded slightly: "Sure enough, it's a good knife!"

"In the past, we were high above, and we really missed those two good materials. With the body of mere ants, they dared to plot the three treasures of the Supreme Dao. It is really bold and extraordinary, a true magic seed. It's a pity, it's a pity, we knew too late, otherwise we really wanted to bet on them."

Like a breeze and bright moon talking to him...

Lord Chi Chi Fenruo nodded slightly: "You and I do know that the spiritual treasure has its own spiritual consciousness and cannot be dominated by others, but because of this, we have lost the sharpness of the magic way! What is the most important thing to plot the spiritual treasure and seize the Dao fruit? Exquisite plans, unparalleled courage, or extraordinary vision and calculation?"

"No, it should be taking action! It should be seizing!"

"If you don't take action, there is no possibility... If you take action, even if there is no possibility, there is that 'magic change' that turns the impossible into possible!"

"So, those who dare to take action are demons!"

"Those who dare not take action, grinding and chirping, all kinds of calculations and plans, all kinds of borrowing knives to do things, are just hypocrites of the righteous way!"

Lord Chi Chi Fenruo revealed a smile, a trace of madness in his eyes: "Knowing that it cannot be done and doing it, is the true magic madness!" ===== CHAPTER 999 =====