Even though Jiang Lin did not have high expectations for the Golden Armored General's brain, he never expected that the other party could be so arrogant.
He was telling all humans, in plain sight, that the heavens look down on you, and the gods look down on mortals.
Even though mortals worship, believe in and fear gods, they are, after all, intelligent people who know honor and shame. Anyone with a bit of blood in their veins would feel uncomfortable hearing such words.
But on second thought, he understood what this divine general was thinking.
The lifespan of immortals can easily be tens of thousands of years, while that of mortals is only a few decades.
The way they look at mortals is no different from how mortals look at ants.
How can a person care about the feelings of an ant
Similarly, why should the gods, who are high above, consider the feelings of mortals when speaking
That seems to be the case.
But there is a difference between mortals and ants after all.
Human beings have developed intelligence, have thoughts, and can learn.
They feel uncomfortable when they encounter injustice and resist when they encounter oppression.
The gods high above are not aware of this at present.
A white-haired old man asked in panic, "What does this mean, Immortal?"
The young man who was supporting him said angrily, "What do you mean? We are not guilty at all!"
All of them once yearned to be gods.
In the stories we have heard, gods can call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas, go to heaven and earth, and are omnipotent.
The heavenly soldiers and generals we met today might be powerful, but the way they looked down upon mortals was truly embarrassing.
Jiang Lin suddenly sighed.
He said, "Everyone, since the matter has been resolved, you can go back first. I, Donghai, will report the matter of Chentang Pass to the Heavenly Court, hoping to obtain the decree of His Majesty to make rain for Chentang Pass."
As he spoke, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared in front of everyone without caring about their reactions.
When Jiang Lin returned to Dragon Palace, the first thing he did was to look for the Dragon King of the East Sea.
"Father, I have offended the Heavenly Court today." Jiang Lin went straight to the point.
"What!" The Dragon King was shocked. "What happened?"
Jiang Lin briefly recounted what happened.
After hearing this, the Dragon King couldn't help but sigh, "You, you are too impulsive. The Heavenly Court has been displeased with our dragon race for a long time. Your actions this time may have given them a reason to vent their anger."
Jiang Lin smiled sarcastically: "So you didn't know, father, that the Heavenly Court has been displeased with us for a long time. I thought the Dragon Clan was so dull that they couldn't even see this."
The Dragon King was stunned, frowned and looked at his beloved son: "Ao Bing, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Lin restrained his expression and looked at the Dragon King steadily: "Father, there are many things that I can see clearly even if you don't tell me. It doesn't mean that they don't exist just because everyone pretends to be confused."
The Dragon King seemed to be getting to know his son for the first time. He suddenly raised his hand and a transparent barrier enveloped the crystal palace.
Jiang Lin asked, "Father, is this barrier reliable?"
The Dragon King smiled: "Although we are down and out now, the Dragon Clan still has some heritage. Don't worry, our conversation here will not be heard by anyone other than you and me."
He put away his kind face and looked at Jiang Lin calmly: "What do you want to say to me?"
“There’s so much I want to say.”
Jiang Lin asked an irrelevant question: "Father, do you remember how old I am?"
The Dragon King laughed and said, "How could my father forget that you are exactly nine thousand years old this year."
"Yes, nine thousand years old." Jiang Lin said with emotion, "I have the memory since I was born, and I watched our dragon race decline step by step."
The Dragon King's expression changed.
Jiang Lin smiled when he saw this: "Why, father, don't you want to admit it?"
"When I was just born, the Heavenly Court sent messengers to congratulate me. The East China Sea held a grand banquet, and the gods and immortals rarely failed to give me face. Whenever there is any major event in the Heavenly Court, messengers will be sent to inform the Dragon Clan."
Jiang Lin poured himself a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and felt a slightly bitter taste between his lips and tongue.
"What about now? Father, what is the current situation of the Dragon Clan?"
"At the Heavenly Palace Banquet, the Dragon Clan has the last seat."
"The world's major events have nothing to do with the dragon race."
"Except for the four sea dragons, no other immortals or gods are on good terms with the dragons."
"… "
Every time Jiang Lin told a story, the Dragon King's expression grew darker.
He looked at the Dragon King's expression and continued to give him strong medicine: "Why is this happening? Father, do you really not know?"
He pointed upwards and said, "The Dragon Clan has been law-abiding for nine thousand years and has been extremely patient. But what did they get in return for their patience and obedience? In return, they got even more suppression from those two."
"The dragon race has gone from being the master of all aquatic creatures to being a weakling that can only hide in the vast seas!"
"When the dragons attend the Heavenly Palace banquet, they will have a dish called dragon liver and phoenix marrow placed before them!"
"The Heavenly Court even set down the Heavenly Rules to suppress the luck of the Dragon Clan! Ordinary carp and spirit snakes, as long as they have enough cultivation and jump over the Dragon Gate, can become dragons!"
Those monsters that jumped over the Dragon Gate, even if they turned into dragons, only had the dragon form but not the dragon spirit.
The pure-blooded dragon clan is born with innate magical powers and powerful combat capabilities. Each one of them is a natural-born warrior!
The "dragon" that leaped over the Dragon Gate was not strong enough and did not possess any magical powers. It was just an ordinary demon god in the appearance of a dragon.
These "dragons" have neither the inherited memory nor the bloodline of the dragon clan. They are extremely grateful to the Heavenly Court and hold the lowest status among the immortals in the Heavenly Court.
—For example, when the Jade Emperor travels, he has a nine-dragon chariot.
Others would not know the inside story. They only knew that the dragon was pulling the chariot for the Jade Emperor.
The functions originally performed by the dragon clan, such as controlling clouds, rain, thunder and lightning, were also replaced by new gods, such as Lei Gong and Dian Mu.
After a generation of mortals who lived for hundreds of years were replaced, the new legend became: the dragon clan was used to pull the Jade Emperor's chariot and serve as food.
The rise of the human race is unstoppable, and the human race's understanding of the gods and immortals also affects the entire heaven. This is also the reason why the heaven now gathers all the beliefs in the world.
Once the human race's perception of the dragon race was finalized, the luck of the dragon race became weaker and weaker.
For the past nine thousand years, Heaven has been doing the same thing, eroding the luck of the dragon clan.
"Father." Jiang Lin raised his voice: "The dragon race has endured for nine thousand years. Have you really not seen the result of their patience?"
The Dragon King's eyes turned red without him noticing.
He glared at Jiang Lin: "You!"
"Did I say something wrong?"
The Dragon King said in a hoarse voice: "That's right! Not a single word is wrong!"
He sat down dejectedly on the chair: "Back then, the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan fought endlessly, disrupting the entire prehistoric world and causing great suffering to all living things. We and the Phoenix Clan were both punished by the heavens. Our two ancestors perished one after another."
"The Phoenix Clan was almost wiped out. The Dragon Clan was better off, but they were also badly hurt."
"Before the Dragon Ancestor died, he called the four of us to his side and said that our two tribes had been fighting too fiercely, which had offended the Heavenly Dao. He asked us to lead our tribesmen to keep a low profile and act in a low-key manner."
The Dragon Ancestor gave a special warning because he had caught a glimpse of the secret.
But he didn't expect that his own people were so stubborn and full of fools.
Keeping a low profile does not mean burying yourself in the sea and never showing up.
But the dragon clan obviously did just that.
When the dragons reappeared, they found that the order of heaven and earth had been reset.
The new Heavenly Palace was established, with the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother controlling the heaven and earth and being revered as the supreme rulers of heaven and earth. The rest of the immortals and gods each had their own duties and were in charge of everything in the world.
At that time, the Heavenly Court was still very courteous to the dragon clan.
The dragon clan is not good at management or thinking, so they are quite satisfied with this situation.
By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late.
The Dragon King sighed, "The Heavenly Court has long been established and has great luck. If we, the Dragon Clan, were to fall out, firstly, we would not be strong enough, and secondly, we would be worried that the punishment from the Heaven would come again."
They were trapped in an invisible cage, and were being sharpened by the slow knife of Heaven, cutting their flesh bit by bit.
There is no way.
Jiang Lin listened expressionlessly and asked, "So everyone is not completely stupid. You have already seen the problem. Haven't you thought of a solution?"
The Dragon King sighed, "How could I not have thought about it? However, the situation in Heaven is already determined. We cannot defeat them. The destiny is not in our hands. The gods in Heaven are very cunning. What can we do?"
It looks like he is at the mercy of God.
Jiang Lin had already figured out the dragon clan's minds, so he wasn't surprised to hear this.
He said: "Among the gods in heaven, there are only a few who are truly capable, and there are many fools. They are so powerful now, but they are just relying on the so-called destiny."
The Dragon King agreed: "Destiny is the most important thing."
Jiang Lin thought of something, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "But is destiny really on the side of heaven?"
The destiny of heaven has been decided now. It is nothing more than a saint who had already seen the fortune of the human race's prosperity and spread the faith among the people one step ahead.
Just like the subsequent Battle of the Gods.
The sage once again predicted in advance that Emperor Xin was a tyrant and that the Shang Dynasty would be doomed by him, so he immediately supported the new dynasty.
In order to consume the luck of the Shang Dynasty in advance, he even released evil spirits to disrupt the government.
But what exactly is destiny
Did the Heavenly Court figure out the secret and knew that the end of the Shang Dynasty was inevitable, so they just went with the flow and supported a new emperor
Or did they accidentally calculate the so-called "fate" and intervene in the change of dynasties in the world, which ultimately led to the demise of the Shang Dynasty
Jiang Lin doesn't believe in fate that much.
If the so-called "heaven's secrets" are really so accurate, and these gods can peek into the secrets and avoid misfortune and seek good fortune, then why would the gods still disappear
Jiang Lin looked at the Dragon King: "Father, the dragon race cannot accept their fate."
The Dragon King was not optimistic: "What do you want to do?"
Jiang Lin thought: Whatever I want to do, the ordinary, low-level martial arts world where I used to live, without any mysterious power, has already given me the answer.
Completely tie the fate of the dragon clan to that of the human race.
In every world he walked through, in the end, humans only believed in themselves.
They create their destiny and future with their own hands, and the role of gods becomes minimal.
No matter how powerful a god is, he will perish.
But the Chinese people are proud to call themselves descendants of the dragon when talking to others.
Jiang Lin said softly, "Father, the people from Heaven will probably come to question us soon. Before that, let's make some preparations."
The Dragon King repeated, "Ao Bing, what do you want to do?"
Jiang Lin replied: "Just saving myself."
He lifted his sleeves, removed the cover, and revealed the bloody wound on his arm. "It hasn't rained in Chentang Pass for three years. The sacrificial bride tried to assassinate me, but I killed her instead, which led to Nezha challenging me to a duel. Do you think this was an accident? Nezha and I made such a big noise, but you didn't even notice it in the East China Sea. Are you old and senile?"
He lowered his sleeves and said, "Father, if you continue to endure this, your most outstanding son will soon die."