One person's power is very small.
But if the power of the majority of people is combined, how big will it be?
History has already given the answer.
It took Dayu two generations to control the floods, and the floods lasted for a total of twenty-two years!
Twenty-two years!
Our ancestors in ancient times could still be so tenacious and fight against the sky.
What's more, now?
Cao Zhe stood on Wudang Mountain, facing the violent storm, and kept moving his hands and fingers.
Every time you move your fingertips, you are changing the fate of many people. Those who should have died in the disaster, those who should have been greedy for profit, those who should have abandoned their families and careers and fled, those who should have been ignorant. , people who made unwise judgments... They all made more humane, wiser, tougher and braver choices under Cao Zhe's network of sentient beings.
good!
Cao Zhe did not manipulate people's hearts!
He can't do it!
The combined willpower of countless people is wider than the sea and deeper than the sky. How can Cao Zhe control it?
He is just interfering, infecting another person with one person's thoughts, infecting another feeling with one feeling.
Human nature is complex and changeable.
In a moment, you can choose evil or good.
The difference lies in who they thought of, what they saw, and what kind of awareness they had at the moment they made the decision.
The bully who has done the most evil should have taken advantage of the situation at this time.
But at this time, he was staying in front of his mother's grave, gathering his brothers, digging canals, and removing the accumulated water, which invisibly alleviated many disasters.
Because although he is evil, he is also filial!
He remembered the pains his mother went through to raise him up when he was young.
Therefore, even if he was buried in a flood, he would still guard his mother's tomb.
The stingy and cunning landlords should have taken advantage of this flood to exploit their tenants and minimize their losses.
However, at this time, he brought all his tenants into his ancestral house on a higher ground to provide them with food and drink.
Just because one of his tenants, who was treated very harshly by his subordinates, risked his life to save his only son when the flood broke out.
What the landlord didn't know was that the tenant originally wanted to kidnap his only son, extort a sum of money, and then turn into a bandit.
It was just the sudden flood that quietly changed everything.
The kidnapping turned into a rescue at the right time.
Boom!
Thunder shook the sky.
The thunder chariots of the four thunder gods kept speeding above the thunder clouds.
Thick rain clouds have accumulated three thirds of thickness again. The dragon king of mountains, rivers and lakes is in the rain clouds, pouring heavy rain on the world without restraint.
Hongyu can already transform into a girl's body, wearing a red dress, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and standing behind Cao Zhe.
"Master! The rain is getting heavier and heavier!"
"What should we do?" Hongyu asked.
Cao Zhe was silent for a moment, and then said: "Get up from the altar and do it!"
"Today, Pindao will have to fight with the sky!"
How could Cao Zhe hold back his aggrieved feelings and be patient even though he had a sense of injustice in his heart?
Feng Sheng and the field mouse demon quickly set up a platform for Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe stood alone on the altar.
A green Taoist robe was still fluttering wildly in the violent storm.
A head full of white hair, fluttering like a madman.
Cao Zhe held it up with one palm.
On Wudang Mountain, six levels of innate formations have been erected one after another.
Under the blessing of the formation, all the heavy rain that poured down on the mountains was evaporated into thick fog, dispersed throughout the mountains, and enveloped the misty and tall peaks.
Cao Zhe held the brass magic sword and no longer chanted any divine spells.
Mana and energy gather in one place.
There were already eighty-one grains of Immortal Qi, all vibrating, forming a ninety-nine Kaiyuan Formation.
As soon as the formation was opened, Cao Zhe promoted the Yin Yang Refining, and a ball of real fire flew from the human world to the sky and burned into the dark clouds under the nine heavens.
Snapped!
A huge amount of rain rushed towards the real fire.
The water and fire clashed, tearing a big hole in the sky.
His cold eyes shined down from the big cave, penetrated the layers of clouds and mist in Wudang Mountain, and saw Cao Zhe on the altar.
"Wantfully act recklessly! Eliminate the Immortal Book forever!" The cold voice came down, almost freezing the entire Wudang Mountain.
But Cao Zhe laughed loudly, and then recited loudly: "I have the Kunwu sword, and I seek it in the master's court. When the rainbow is white, it cuts the jade, and when the purple air makes the stars dry at night."
The mighty and awe-inspiring aura hovered above Cao Zhe's head.
Like a canopy, it covered all around Cao Zhe.
The Emperor of Heaven wanted to eliminate the fate brought by Cao Zhe with his personality, but Cao Zhe fought against it with his awe-inspiring aura.
What he has is not given by the Emperor of Heaven, but earned by himself!
If he wants to take it, he can take it away!
If you want it, take it!
Haoran's Qi turned into a sword and slashed into the sky.
Thousands of dark clouds suddenly dissipated.
There was a dragon king in the clouds wailing and questioning Cao Zhe: "Master, why are you so cruel? Years ago, we drank together and had a great conversation. Now we are just following orders...!"
Cao Zhe sneered: "What order did you receive?"
"Years of incense have been in vain? The sacrifices at every age are not good? Now that we are plundering the world, what kind of peace of mind do we have? Is it worthy of the people of Li to burn a stick of incense in the morning and evening? Is it worthy of the three sacrifices every year?"
"If I don't kill you and other such dishonest people, who will I kill?"
After saying that, he moved the sword in his hand again.
The awe-inspiring aura waved down, the clouds exploded, and the stars shone brightly.
It was like tearing off the fig leaves of those gods and goddesses, tearing apart their disguise.
Expose them to the public like this.
The sound of rain gradually became lighter, but the mountain wind became more and more biting and steep.
One person was facing off against the gods and gods all over the sky, but Cao Zhe remained fearless.
"The God of Sin is Zhenwu. He defies destiny and is unforgivable. He has been trapped in the beast path for countless years. Unless the sun sinks in the east, the moon is as red as blood, the stars are as big as the sky, and the clouds are connected thousands of miles away, there is no way to escape." The Emperor of Heaven decreed that many people would not be able to escape. Immortals and gods, whether they were friends with Cao Zhe or not, stood above the sky, their eyes gradually becoming indifferent.
Then, a series of magical restraints were brought down from the sky and tied to Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe was unafraid.
Raise your fist and punch it down!
This punch carries the power of shattering the void and annihilating the six paths.
It was named 'Wheel of Life and Death' by Cao Zhe.
Based on the two qi of yin and yang, Cao Zhe understands the impermanence of life and death in Li people's lives.
After punching out, facing the punch, it was like falling into the cycle of life and death, experiencing all kinds of human suffering.
Among the many gods and gods who took action, some went all out, while others seemed to use great magic power, but in fact they did not work hard. They only fought fiercely, but in fact they were just pretending.
Despite this, they were all blown away by Cao Zhe's punch.
Although Cao Zhe has not yet experienced the three disasters and nine tribulations, he has experienced the five declines of heaven and man.
But the eighty-one grains of Immortal Qi can be said to shake up the world in this area.
Using eighty-one grains of immortal energy to form an array in his body, Cao Zhe's magic power rose to an extremely terrifying level.
The hearts of all living beings that had already been loaded into the body caused subtle deviations in the judgments of all the immortals and gods about Cao Zhe.
The aura of awe turns into a sword again!
With a slash of the sword, several dragon kings, who were driven by the gods to continue spreading clouds and rain, had their scales scraped off, fell from the sky, and fell into the river.
Blood dyed the river red.
