3994: C3994 Hand Behind the Scenes

C3994 Hand Behind the Scenes

When Meng Fan closed the thick history book, the Taoism Sail boat was still beside him. Meng Fan silently looked forward, not saying a word.

The Taoism Sail boat said: "Meng Fan, you have changed a lot."

Meng Fan said, "Compared to what?"

"It's the same as when we first met." The Taoism Sail boat said.

"Where did it change to?"

"Not free."

Meng Fan laughed and looked down at the history book.

"It's because a person has always appeared."

"Who?"

"Him."

Meng Fan pointed with his chin.

That white shirt appeared in front of Meng Fan.

Yi Housheng.

There was another person behind Yi Housheng.

It was the Sword House that had fought Yi Housheng that day and almost caused a calamity to descend upon their Universe of Eight Kings.

Sword House looked emotionlessly at Meng Fan.

However, there was something else in her eyes.

Meng Fan had already predicted that Yi Housheng would appear, and he also thought that he would see Sword House again one day. However, he didn't expect it to happen so soon, not long after he had awoken.

On the other side, Hei Yuankui was standing quietly, leaning against a huge stone pillar, with his arms crossed in front of his chest and a serious expression on his face.

Behind Hei Yuankui.

There was also a man.

He was slightly taller than Hei Yuankui, and although he looked a little surprised, Meng Fan still had a vague feeling that this person was related to Hei Yuankui by blood.

Meng Fan stood up and returned to the Defense Department.

Yi Housheng and Sword House also stepped into the Defense Department.

Hei Yuankui and the tall man did not come in.

As Yi Housheng waved his hand, the entire Defense Department was immediately cut off from the rest of the world. This sort of separation was not just from space, but rather mental, and had been stripped away from the body for hundreds of meters. Although one could still see what was happening outside, Meng Fan had a feeling that everything outside had become extremely insignificant.

A completely different plane.

Yi Housheng quietly sat on the Defense Department leader's chair.

Meng Fan looked at Yi Housheng and felt a little strange.

Yi Housheng had come to the Defense Department several times, but he had never sat on that chair before. Furthermore, no matter what Yi Housheng encountered, he was very calm.

"Meng Fan." Yi Housheng said. This time, I am only here because I hope that you can meet with her once. "

Meng Fan looked at Sword House.

It had to be admitted that the face of the Sword House was indescribably beautiful. Meng Fan even thought that the word beauty was something that was created for the Sword House, so other than Sword House, no one else could use this word.

But that was all.

Other than being beautiful, Meng Fan had no other feelings towards Sword House.

Of course, the legendary figures who were able to fight against Yi Housheng, even if they didn't move, still gave Meng Fan a sense of oppression.

Sword House calmly sat on a guest's chair, and did not look Meng Fan in the eye too much.

Yi Housheng was silent.

There was silence.

Other than the first sentence, Yi Housheng had no intention to open his mouth. He lowered his head and looked at his knees. His fingers were crossed on his thighs. After a moment, he closed his eyes.

This kind of scene made Meng Fan puzzled.

He did not understand what that meant.

He couldn't even understand why Yi Housheng would bring Sword House to meet him.

The Taoism Sail boat outside the door looked inside, but Meng Fan could see its eyes. Right now, he couldn't see anything that happened inside the Defense Department, even though it was just a hair's breadth away. In the end, the Taoism Sail boat turned around and left.

"Meng Fan, you know me. Even if you don't know me in the past, after this mental vacuum, you already know me." Sword House said with a calm voice.

Meng Fan didn't say anything.

Indeed, he and Sword House had experienced a few things together in that mental vacuum world. But in Meng Fan's eyes, this kind of communication was no different from the one he had with Heavenly Emperor of the Great Desolation when he had stepped into the undying realm, it was nothing more than a mental communication within a fake illusion.

Even so, Meng Fan didn't feel that he was familiar with Sword House. At most, they could be considered as acquainted.

"It may be hard to understand." "Sword House suddenly revealed a smile. However, you and I have really known each other for many, many years. "

Meng Fan said, "You're talking about the Spiritual World."

"No." "Sword House shook his head. "More than that."

Meng Fan frowned.

Sword House laughed: "Meng Fan, let me ask you a question — in fact, even I feel that this question is unnecessary, because I understand you too well, but I still want to ask you — do you believe in fate?"

Meng Fan still frowned and didn't say anything.

Sword House continued, "Let me ask you another question — do you believe that everything is destined to happen? No matter what you do, nothing can change everything you do?"

Meng Fan couldn't help but squint his eyes: "I still don't understand what you mean."

These words from Sword House had already caused Meng Fan to feel somewhat disgusted.

Sword House, "Alright, let me put it a bit more simply — This meeting between us, the time you came to World of Meaning, your meeting with everyone, and even everything that you will have to experience in the years ahead, are all fated. Ever since you stepped into the undying stage, you have always had a fear, that you were like an ant being looked down on from above, that your every action was being manipulated by some kind of powerful force, that powerful existence had arranged everything you've been through, you have completely lost your freedom, right? "

Sword House, still did not get Meng Fan's reply.

However, Meng Fan's expression explained everything.

Yes.

This kind of fear had appeared ever since Meng Fan stepped into the Immortal Realm. Even until today, there were a lot of people who knew about Meng Fan's fear.

The moment Meng Fan stepped into immortality, when he saw those worlds that seemed to be indistinguishable from reality, he created history after history, and all the people in history were actually arranged by him.

He wondered, in turn, if he, too, were one of those men who had been set up, who had a big hand controlling everything, and who knew nothing.

Not to mention the freedom of the physical body, even the freedom of the mind might not even exist. Meng Fan might even have an illusion that even the doubts and speculations in his heart were all arranged by someone else.

In the past, although there were, these emotions were not strong because Meng Fan could not imagine such a strong existence.

However, after seeing Yi Housheng, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

He couldn't even stop it.

It was just like how you told a person that there was something called a mountain in this world. It was very tall.

He hadn't seen this person before, so he didn't believe it.

Suddenly, one day, he saw the tallest mountain in the world.

For a split-second, he would realize that he was short and think that this mountain might not be that tall, but there was a higher mountain.

Meng Fan had already fallen into this state of mind and was unable to extricate himself.

He was even terrified.

Because he thought of Grand Central Emperor .

Many years ago, Immortal King of Impermanence's prophecy of half truths and half truths was buried deep in Grand Central Emperor 's heart. It took root and sprouted at the most critical moment before it finally exploded.

Although Meng Fan heard this, he didn't believe it at all.

This was because Meng Fan and Grand Central Emperor were two different people.

Grand Central Emperor had never been defeated, not even today. He had never been defeated, and in the final battle that year, he did not fight against Meng Fan directly. After that, the two of them became allies, and there was no possibility of them becoming enemies anymore.

All his life, Grand Central Emperor had been victorious. The only tie was between him and Meng Fan.

Because of his birth and great destiny, Grand Central Emperor believed in fate.

Only then would he believe Immortal King of Impermanence's deduction based on cause and effect.

Meng Fan's life had nothing to do with fate.

His fate had always been in his own hands, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

However, the current Meng Fan was very similar to the Grand Central Emperor of the past.

Meng Fan looked at Sword House.

He suddenly wished that Sword House could speak.

Because he had a feeling that the Sword House would give him an answer. This answer would solve all of his doubts, and let him know that he was just a mediocrity who was disturbing himself, and that there was nothing to worry about.

Sword House opened his mouth.

"What you think is right.

Everything you're going through right now is fated.0

Indeed, there is a very powerful force controlling you, controlling everything about you, including your mind, your thoughts, and your thoughts. "

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