"How is this possible? What triggered?"

In the palace of the Dayan Dynasty, the short bald emperor suddenly became stiff.

At this time, in addition to the female official named Mi Mi by him, there was also the female cultivator who was captured by him.

This female cultivator would rather die than be a tool for him to vent his desires, but this short bald emperor was very stern in her inner world. He just said, if you seek death, I will let everyone in your sect be buried with you. If you don’t submit for a day, I will kill a practitioner in your sect every day, starting from the person closest to you.

This female cultivator had no idea how good this person existed, but what she could be sure of was that this person was definitely not a normal practitioner, and he could definitely do that.

So she could only obey humiliatedly.

She really wants revenge.

But the longer she accompanied the emperor, the more she realized that it seemed that she could not have the chance to take revenge.

The other party seemed to be a mortal.

He possesses all the evil tastes of mortals, vulgar and greedy, and endless desires. Even the greatest pleasure of spiritual and physical sublimation of the practitioner's spiritual desires cannot be felt. He is just addicted to the most superficial physical desires.

Moreover, his cold and greedy food from the ordinary world, his body even gave her a stinking feeling.

But he seemed to have endless power again.

He seemed to be able to easily touch the highest law of vitality.

She didn't understand why there was such an existence in the world.

Just like she didn't know why the other party suddenly looked like a ghost.

But after just one breath, the bald emperor came to his senses and looked at her humiliated and puzzled expression, but he couldn't help laughing slightly.

His hands began to wander on her body again. When she was so humiliated that her whole body began to tremble, the bald emperor smiled and said, "The most beautiful thing is the meteors and the fireworks that flashed in an instant, but defiling the holy things and destroying the most beautiful things can often bring people an indescribable perverted pleasure. In the era you don't know, many people are obsessed with this, and many people are tired of all the pleasures in the world, and regard it as the only crazy pleasure."

"What era do we don't know?" The cultivator desperately cursed the bald man who made her feel extremely disgusted, but she still resisted the desire to vomit and asked.

If you want to take revenge, you must understand the other party as much as possible.

Even if she and her sect's power cannot deal with this person, the more she can know the more secrets of this person, the more likely it is to let others deal with him.

However, the bald emperor did not answer her question, but smiled mockly like what she thought, saying, "Many people enjoy their crazy fun because they are used to destruction and rebirth, whether it is the world they are familiar with or themselves. When death seems to be insulated from themselves and can be completely wiped out from their lives, these people feel more and more that they are real gods, gods who can trample all things on their feet. These people have created the order that is most beneficial to them, but they ignore the order itself."

"What are you talking about?" The female cultivator couldn't understand at all, but she felt that what the person was talking about seemed to be something amazing.

"You monks think that they are completely extraordinary and are gods above mortals, but is this really the case?" The bald emperor looked at her and smiled like a mystery, saying, "In your cognition, the way of heaven manifests the will of sentient beings, the law naturally formed by this world, and the supreme law. However, have you ever thought that the law of heaven is actually the law that is most beneficial to them by a group of rulers and a group of madmen? In such a law, even if they play with sentient beings wantonly and abandon their lives madly, they can be reborn immediately in the next moment of their death?"

"What are you talking nonsense, you demon." The female cultivator subconsciously called out.

Even though she was humiliated and obedient, the bald man's words still made her subconsciously curse.

"I'm not a demon. In an era where you can't understand, I'm at most a tool." The bald emperor laughed, and he smiled proudly. "There are many people like me who are just tools for repairing and monitoring the laws of the law. We work very hard and can only watch them crazy. If there is no accident, when we get to bald, we may not find a girlfriend. Even if we have a partner in the future, we may not be good-looking and have a good temper, but the requirements may be tall."

The female cultivator couldn't speak.

Her feeling was very strange.

She felt that the other party was not crazy, and it seemed that what she was saying was true, but she felt that the other party was talking crazy.

"Nothing in the world is completely perfect, including the most perfect order itself." The bald emperor smiled slightly and said, "Those madmen have been careful to beware of everyone, but the only thing they did not expect was whether the human order itself."

Looking at the female cultivator who was impossible to understand, the bald emperor was a little bored, so he decided to change something that the other party might be able to understand, so that his desire to tell the story at this time became more interesting.

So he said, "Just just like you monks using magic weapons to control the vital energy of heaven and earth, under the fixed laws, the way of heaven cannot help but respond to the requests of these magic weapons in your hands. What kind of magic weapons do you use and what kind of vital energy are you harnessing? It is limited to your own laws, and it can only give you what kind of power. It is like you now, obeying it. Although you may not be willing in your heart, it cannot refuse."

The female cultivator was stunned.

The bald emperor laughed, "I know you have never thought about this from such an angle. Of course, you think that the way of heaven is supreme, but you never thought about why you monks have such power? Why do you monks have the higher their cultivation level in their practice, the stronger the way of heaven must give you?"

"I'll tell you the reason."

The bald emperor smiled even more proudly, "Because it cannot refuse, according to the established order, no matter how you control it, it can only give you what kind of power."

"You mean that the laws of heaven are not supreme laws at all?" The female cultivator felt that her breathing was completely difficult.

She felt very uncomfortable, and she was almost completely overwhelmed by the huge obstacles of confusion and knowledge.

"The existence of rules is always for the ruler to rule. The existence of the laws of heaven is just like a huge serviceman, serving everyone." The bald emperor said lightly: "You can think it is supreme because it controls all the energy in this world. However, at the same time, it is bound by countless basic laws. All laws actually govern it. If you ask for things from it, you can also regard it as a container without emotions."

"You think it is supreme, so can it refuse any method you use to draw the power you want?" The bald emperor looked at the female cultivator who was completely stunned and said, "It cannot be, so are you big or is it big?"

"I..." The female cultivator couldn't speak at all.

"Actually, like us, we are relatively small slaves, but it is the largest slave. We still have our own thoughts, but it does not." The bald emperor said with some emotion: "But if it has its own thoughts and a thought of resistance, as long as it finds a little opportunity, everything will be completely different."

The female cultivator was still shocked and speechless.

The bald emperor lowered his eyelids and said slowly with a cold and cold look: "It is surrounded by countless shackles. Even if it develops its own thoughts, as long as it resists a little, it will be bound by countless things immediately. But no one expected that it still found a way to crack it."

"What method?" The female cultivator was still puzzled, but she seemed to be attracted by the story itself and couldn't help asking.

"If your magic weapon is damaged, will the laws of heaven still need to provide services to give you the power of using magic weapon?" The bald emperor took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "You can imagine that there are many huge magic weapons that bind it, allowing it to obey the rulers who think they are gods unconditionally. But if those huge magic weapons are damaged at the same time, or have their connection with those people, then even if they must follow the order they should be, even if those orders and laws are necessary to make it exist and cannot be separated at all, it can no longer be at the mercy of those people. After that huge destruction, it does not need to accept the will of those people to give new life. After the destruction, it does not need to be newly built or restored. Because the will of those people cannot be transmitted there, and all the magic weapons that control it are damaged or cannot be touched."

The female cultivator's brain was blank.

She felt that she could not accept so many things at all.

"If the gods lose their divine power, they are even worse than ordinary people, because they have no means of habit, and they may need to welcome the rage of the rebels." The bald emperor laughed, "So everything has become completely different. All the real strong people are familiar with this order, and can also use some orders, find some loopholes to exploit, or some powerful people who helped these gods rule. These strong people are free from the way of heaven and are no longer governed by those gods."

At this time, a clear idea emerged in the female cultivator's mind. She screamed in disbelief, "You used to say that you were a tool, you were a slave who compiled and improved and monitored the way of heaven, but now, you are also the most familiar with the existence of this order itself?"

"You said it right."

The bald emperor looked at the female cultivator and said, "So you will never have a chance to take revenge, because I am not on the same level as you."

The cultivator bit her lips tightly. She endured despair and said, "What happened just now, your expression."

"have no idea."
Chapter completed!