Mr. Yangming's words completely stunned Luo Yi.
This is the biggest secret of his coming here.
Whether it was Ji Xian, the lord of Lingxiao City at the beginning, Dugu Chuan, the lord of Undefeated City, or Leng Yang, the owner of Liangyi Tower.
None of these famous powerful men in the Immortal Realm can see through his identity.
Even this Demon Emperor, and even the three tiger kings on the top of Xuyu Mountain, have never seen through Luo Yi's origins.
But in front of Mr. Yangming, Luo Yi seemed to have no secrets at all.
"Don't be surprised. Although I can't travel down the long river of time for a hundred thousand years, if I have something from one hundred thousand years later as a medium, I can use it to see what the situation will be like one hundred thousand years later. It’s not too difficult.”
Mr. Yangming smiled faintly.
Luo Yi smiled bitterly, it seemed that his guess was right.
This Mr. Yangming must be a divine emperor without a doubt.
This is the second time Luo Yi has seen a powerful person in the God Emperor realm.
It's just that the Mr. Yangming in front of him is not as majestic as the Heaven-Devouring God Emperor.
He is more like a teacher in a rural private school.
More like a... living person.
Luo Yi thought about it. He was about to ask a question that had been bothering him for a long time, but Mr. Yangming seemed to see through his thoughts and gave the answer first.
He only said two words.
"cannot."
Luo Yi was stunned, and he subconsciously asked: "Why?"
The young scribe sighed: "History cannot be changed. Even if you change the local situation of the war, it will not affect the overall situation."
Luo Yi said without giving up: "But this big competition one hundred thousand years later will involve not only Dongxuanzhou, but also people from several other states..."
The young scribe shook his head: "It's useless. As I said just now, history cannot be changed. Even if you force it to be changed, this world will no longer be the world you know."
He thought for a while, and seemed to think of an explanation that Luo Yi could understand at the moment, and explained to him: "You think you have returned to the past now, but in fact, what you are facing now is only your own future, and besides, you are just The soul traveling far away is not a true reversal of time for a hundred thousand years."
"If time really reverses for 100,000 years, then history will indeed undergo some changes, but no one knows what will happen specifically. After all, there are no pioneers in this kind of problem involving time. Maybe there are, but we can't see them. .”
"In other words, they can see us, but we can't see them. This is the mystery of time."
Luo Yi couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Is it really impossible to change some established history?
The young scribe walked to Luo Yi's side and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Don't think so much, what you are doing now is not in vain."
Luo Yi was startled: "Senior, what does this mean?"
The young scribe smiled: "Do you think this competition is just to test your character and raise the level of the entire young people in the world?"
"Isn't it?" Luo Yi looked at him with some confusion.
He smiled and shook his head playfully: "Of course not."
"Let me explain it to you this way. You have saved a person now. According to the trend of history, he should actually be dead, but because you appeared and broke the rules, he survived."
"But you know, when someone breaks the rules, someone fixes them."
Luo Yi seemed to understand, so he asked: "Who is this person who tinkered with the rules?"
The young scribe pointed to the top of his head.
Luo Yi was shocked.
The young scribe smiled and said: "The saying that the sky has eyes is not a common saying."
"It's just that the ending of history cannot be changed, which means that there will be no problems in the general direction."
"Going back to the question just now, you saved a person who should have died from drowning, but his ending was death. So even if he survived at this time, the ending is actually doomed, but he may not Drowning, but another way."
Luo Yi suddenly realized that this was the case.
In short, the existence of people like Luo Yi cannot change the overall trend of the entire world.
But every person they saved was not in vain, but it couldn't be said to have truly changed their destiny.
If I had to say something, I can only say that what Luo Yi and the others were doing now allowed some people who should have died to live longer.
Perhaps after Luo Yi and the others complete the competition and their souls return, these people will naturally encounter other things and put their modified destiny back on track.
Thinking about this, Luo Yi was a little confused: "Senior, if this is the case, what can we do if we do this?"
The young scribe slowly said two words: "luck."
Luo Yi was stunned: "Luck? What does this have to do with luck?"
The young scribe smiled slightly, "You can think about it, a person who was supposed to be dead lived for a while longer because of your appearance."
"So what happened during this period, how should we solve it?"
Luo Yi was speechless for a moment.
The young scribe continued: "So, this is the real purpose of this competition."
Luo Yi was a little in disbelief, "Are we here just to buy this short period of time?"
The young scribe nodded: "Don't underestimate this short period of time. When the stars come together, they form a Milky Way."
"If I'm not wrong, Liuli Tianxia one hundred thousand years later may have encountered very difficult troubles. As a last resort, it will resort to such despicable means in exchange for some power that it should not have."
The young scribe's words shocked Luo Yi.
trouble?
What kind of trouble requires the entire power of the world?
The young scribe did not speak. He raised his head slightly and his sight seemed to pass through the endless void.
He said before that if someone breaks the rules, someone will fix them.
But now people like Luo Yi are "acting against nature" so grandly, why is the sky above their heads indifferent?
The answer may already be self-evident.
This matter was tacitly approved by Heaven.
If Tian Dao can be made to compromise, then how much trouble must Liuli Tianxia be in now?
There was also a trace of sadness between the young scribe's brows.
Because no matter what, history cannot be changed, so what will be the consequences of this current "cheating" by the human monks?
Who will bear the fate of almost the entire world?
