Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 107 The Truth (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"This is it, open it!"

When he got there, Ma Xianhong hesitated. He felt that he really believed Meng Fan's lies that he would bring him to the self-cultivation furnace and open the core.

"Why, you don't dare to do it?"

Meng Fan said lightly.

Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth, looked at Meng Fan and said, "You'd better pray that this core contains the truth you mentioned and can help me regain my memory, otherwise I will not let you go easily."

Meng Fan smiled, his eyes deep as if he could see through Ma Xianhong's mind: "In fact, when you said this, you had already made up your mind, didn't you?"

Ma Xianhong was left speechless by Meng Fan's words. Finally, he picked up the core with trembling hands, made up his mind, and slowly unscrewed it.

I saw that there was actually a mass of flesh and blood inside, and it was not ordinary flesh and blood, it was actually constantly rising and falling like breathing.

“This is…what is this?!”

Ma Xianhong was frightened by this scene, and the core slipped out of his hands. He had never imagined that the self-cultivation furnace core his sister gave him would be such a thing.

Meng Fan picked up the core without disdain, holding it up and saying, "To be precise, this core is a nearly complete life form."

"As long as we give this mass of flesh and blood a small amount of Qi, it can stay alive, because within the flesh and blood, there is a complete route for the Qi to run."

“The Divine Machine cannot refine such flesh and blood, but it is this flesh and blood that has been maintaining the operation of the entire self-cultivation furnace.”

“Ma Xianhong, although your Divine Machine Hundred Refinements can refine numerous magical instruments and puppets, to put it bluntly, it is the combination of Divine Machine and instrument refining technology, and it has never affected this core.”

"In other words, Old Ma, your so-called self-cultivation furnace is actually just a tool that serves this flesh and blood core. Your so-called creation as a tool seems a little immature!"

"Do you want to know where this thing came from?" Meng Fan deliberately provoked Ma Xianhong's doubts.

"how did it get here?"

Ma Xianhong forced himself to calm down and then asked.

"This is your good sister Qu Tong, born from her own body. In other words, this piece of flesh and blood is a part of your sister!"

Meng Fan's words hit Ma Xianhong's mind like a bolt from the blue. He couldn't believe it and said, "How is it possible?"

There is such a scene in the original book. Qu Tong was lying on the bed alone, and then she gave birth to the mass of flesh and blood like giving birth to a child, and then put it into the sphere as the core of the self-cultivation furnace.

As for how Qu Tong produced this core, it should be an ability of Shuangquan Hand, which can separate a part of its own organs, and then use a small amount of Qi to allow this organ to survive successfully outside the body.

You should know that the Shuangquan Hand can not only modify memories, but also repair severed limbs. In the original novel, Lu Liang's severed limbs and tongue were successfully repaired after he mastered the Shuangquan Hand.

Therefore, it is very possible that Qu Tong can separate a part of himself from his body, but this method of separation is a bit too outrageous.

The core meat mass of the self-cultivation furnace can be said to be a complete individual. Except for the lack of human limbs and head, it contains a complete Qi circulation route.

In other words, there are complete meridians in this mass of flesh and blood, and creating such meridians is not something that only one organ can do.

Perhaps when Qu Tong created this mass of flesh and blood, he separated a small part from each of his organs and then repaired it again with his hands.

As for the separated things, they appeared in Qu Tong's body and were fused and gathered with both hands.

After it has merged into a complete mass of flesh and blood, it will be born through the method of production.

This will allow complete meridians to exist in this mass of flesh and blood. As for the principle, it should be similar to the principle of a hen laying eggs.

Meng Fan looked at the panicked Ma Xianhong, squatted down, and said, "Have you heard of the Shuangquan Hand, one of the Eight Wonders, which is as famous as the Shenji Bailian?" "The body is life, the soul is nature, and the nature and life are both complete is called the Shuangquan Hand. It was created by Duanmu Ying. When she first comprehended the Shuangquan Hand, it was to make sure that there would be no incurable diseases in the world."

"But, in the hands of some people, it has already changed. The Shuangquan Hand is composed of two parts. The red hand that modifies the flesh. As you can see, the red hand has created this mass of flesh and blood in front of you, and..."

Meng Fan paused deliberately: "The blue hand that modifies soul memory can read and modify other people's memories at will, and can even modify its own memory. When the ability reaches a certain level, it can even change cognition."

Meng Fan looked at Ma Xianhong with burning eyes and asked jokingly, "Ma Xianhong, aren't you curious why you can't get your memory back?"

"Who told you that the self-cultivation furnace can definitely help you regain your memory?"

"A machine that helps ordinary people become extraordinary people can actually help people regain their memories. Don't you think this is a paradox?"

"And you are so adamant that this paradox is correct. Isn't it strange? It is like equating two unrelated things."

"Your inherent cognition has been tampered with!"

"Or, have you ever thought about finding a person with amnesia to try out whether this self-cultivation furnace has such an effect?"

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

Ma Xianhong knelt on the ground, covering his ears and screaming. He was unwilling to believe a certain fact, even though this fact was laid out in front of him in blood.

Meng Fan continued, "If one day you truly perfect the self-cultivation furnace, but if you don't know the true face of this core, what will be your fate next?"

"You are lost and unable to regain your memory. Then you go to your dear sister to question her. Then she will modify your memory. Will you become a tool or a discarded child?"

"I told you to stop talking!!!"

Ma Xianhong suddenly yelled: "My sister, my sister..."

"She wouldn't do that to me!"

Ma Xianhong couldn't help but shed tears at the corners of his eyes, and his heart was in great torment.

Meng Fan looked at him with pity, as if he was looking at an abandoned puppy, and said venomously: "Tsk tsk, how pitiful! What if I tell you that the real murderer who harmed your family to this point is also your good sister?"

"what?!"

Ma Xianhong couldn't help but widen his eyes, not knowing what kind of shock his mind was experiencing.

Meng Fan said to himself: "The three-foot-tall little Ban Shu Ma Ben passed on his magic machine to his son Ma Yuanlu."

"And Ma Yuanlu, your grandfather, made you swear not to use the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements unless you or your family were in danger, but you didn't keep your oath in the end."

"When you came of age, your grandfather Ma Yuanlu was hunted down and had one of his legs chopped off because he possessed the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements."

"After you found out, you refused to obey your grandfather's order to escape alone, and chose to escape with him. However, for unknown reasons, you lost all your memories after that."

"Is it really such a coincidence?"

Meng Fan told Ma Xianhong everything one by one, and Ma Xianhong seemed to recall something in his mind at this moment. He had a splitting headache and banged his head on the ground like a madman.

Finally, he couldn't help but let out a roar.

"what---"

(End of this chapter)