Confused About the Existence of Three Generations: Arrogant and Arrogant Yi Tian

Destiny for thousands of years is like a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces. Chen Zhi has been living in the alleys of an ancient city with no name for as long as he can remember. He is mediocre, silent, and uncontested, like a grain of dust blown into the cracks of a stone by the wind, and no one cares about him. But the truth is - the memories of three lifetimes are sleeping in his body. In the past, the soul carried ancient taboos, in the future the Tao fetus foresaw the murderous intentions of heaven, and in the present world, the body is preparing for the camp step by step, and the mortal body is used to create eternal situations. He is the only anomaly in the world that spans the past, present, and future, and he is also the "origin of the three generations" that Tiandao devoted all his efforts to obliterate. The ancient ancestors of the Sophora clan are buried under this city, and three fragments are scattered between the sky and the earth. Those who get the roots have a place to stay; those who get the stems are locked by fate; only those who get the leaves are qualified to overturn the chessboard. Chen Zhi pulled out the first knife from the remaining formation at the bottom of the well, picked up the first secret from the rocky slope, and snatched the first black book from the assassination of the inspection department. He wants to gather three pieces of ancestral seeds, awaken the true body of the third generation, and personally tear apart the fateful chess game that has been solidified by heaven for thousands of years. The chess players in the mortal realm regarded him as a pawn, the sects in the middle realm regarded him as a heretic, and the Heavenly Palace in the upper realm sent envoys to the lower realm to obliterate him. But Chen Zhi only did one thing - make moves and counterattack. This is not a story about mortals cultivating immortality. This is a mortal who finally becomes a chess player, using the time of three lifetimes as the blade and the core of confusion as the path, fighting through the cracks in the chessboard of the heavens to carve out a path that allows all sentient beings to freely choose their destiny. The three bodies merge into one, the Taoist Lord of the Three Worlds. Playing chess under Sophora japonica, you will be the sole master of the ages.