These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1220 God of Creation: You dare to pee on my head?
This person just stole the entire era?

The entire era was controlled by him.

All the people in the world became his relatives.

The passage of time tells the times for him.

He divided the living things in the space into regional pastures.

The attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are all at his disposal, and he can evolve the universe at any time.

The more everyone thought about it, the more they felt that at the source of the long river of time, stood a terrifying supreme figure.

Is it similar to when painters are deducing the era of the scroll, in order to prevent the people in the scroll from rebelling, they would leave some hidden tricks for the people in the scroll?
It's not just painters who do this.

Lian Ning Zheng used a server and left a secret door for his sand sculpture blacksmiths to prevent them from doing anything wrong.

This also perfectly explains why the Immortals of Life, Space, and Time, who are high above and immortal, will not clear their control after they die.

Because they are not Immortal Lords now, they are just True Immortals!

Their authority was lent to them by others!
The manipulator behind the scenes was like a high and mighty human god, a puppeteer who used his ten fingers to pull the strings of the puppets. He returned part of his immortal seat to them and lent it to them for development and use.

Ye Di thought about it and continued to analyze:
"This may be the reason why the three great immortals, time, space, and life, appear to be relatively weak."

"As supreme beings of the same level, the three of them cannot defeat Xian together, because Xian is the real Supreme Immortal, and they are just fakes who have been given most of the authority."

Ning Zheng agreed with this analysis: "Not bad, no wonder I always feel that there is something wrong with those immortals."

The other blacksmiths also whispered and discussed it continuously, and they all felt that it made sense.

This solved their biggest doubt!

Why can't the Lord of Oaths and the Oath of Heaven control other Immortal Lords? How do they control them?
Now let's turn the logic around. What if those so-called Immortal Lords were not Immortal Lords at all from the beginning?

Are they just a group of great immortals who have been given power?
Can play!

It’s so fun!
What a prehistoric creator! He monopolized the heaven and earth and treated the world as a toy.

Ye Di continued to analyze along the timeline: "Afterwards, the mastermind behind the scenes repeatedly deduced the era sand table, but missed a move and lost because of Xian."

"The mastermind behind this should be keeping an eye on the geniuses in the sandbox of the long river of time, waiting for them to continue to prove their truth, and then snatching them away."

"Maybe they didn't expect Xian to be so cunning and hide so deeply in the era. There are too many people, and he may not be able to observe everyone all the time. Xian suddenly attained enlightenment, and they were caught off guard, so the sneak attack failed!"

"It may also be that the position of the offering is very special, and he has mastered the basic principles of matter, so he is very resistant to possession, so he only possessed half of the body."

As Ye Di talked, Ning Zheng felt that this guess made a lot of sense.

The specific process has long disappeared in history. Judging from the results, Xian's rise was absolutely beyond his calculations and was very abrupt.

Although Xian was driven crazy by him, it still left some trouble.

"Interesting, quite interesting."

Ning Zheng seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured, "The God of Creation? The ultimate existence that created all the orders in the long river of time and gathered most of the honorable positions?"

You can hear pin drops all around.

This wave of reasoning is quite exciting.

It seems that there are no clues in the entire history, but in fact, this wave of reasoning can really unravel the mystery and come up with a rough idea, and even guess the opponent's magical skills.

Ye Kuangxiu continued:
"If this person really exists, then he must be like the painter Na Lao Deng, who likes to wear a vest and move around in different eras, even pushing the times and guiding geniuses."

"After all, he needs geniuses to appear one by one and prove the Dao so that he can intercept the Dao fruit. He must exist as a good guy, acting as a master to help others, and his status is generally not too high, but relatively mediocre."

"The one who fits the identity may be Jiumu Xianzun, or maybe someone else. They are all suspects."

At this time, Ye Di showed a hint of coldness, "But that was his [past] identity. I have already determined one of his [future] identities. Who is it?" "Actually, it's easy to guess."

"The mastermind behind this is a racial mechanism that is both dispersed and integrated. I think the good old man Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable is quite similar to this."

"And he seems quite ordinary. He even wanted to come over to us and help us build a new third force. Now it seems that his behavior is in line with his logic."

"And if I am the mastermind behind this, it is not safe for the three great immortals to send a group of dogs to control the [future]. I, the mastermind behind this, will definitely send another hidden player over."

“Holy Spirit, it looks like it no matter how you look at it.”

Ning Zheng thought about it and felt that there was some truth to it.

But he also knew that Ye Di, this birdman, was always responsible for bragging.

It’s none of his business whether his guess is right or not!
And the hit rate of this guy Ye Di is actually not that high, and the probability of own goals is quite high.

But I'm lucky.
Perhaps the probability of Ye Di's guess will also increase?

But it never hurts to give it a try. Ning Zheng thought about it and asked someone to summon the captured Holy Spirit Immortal over.

In the secret room of Xirong Villa, Chongluan, Jiumuqing and Changzhen were sitting cross-legged.

Suddenly there was the sound of a door opening.

They watched as the good old man, Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable, had his cell opened and taken away by several blacksmiths.

After a while, the Holy Spirit Immortal was brought to the conference room.

Ning Zheng was sitting on a high chair and hadn't said anything yet when a group of blacksmith lackeys immediately shouted:
"King of hypocrites, your deeds have been exposed!"

"Don't think we don't know. Show the enemy weakness and let them retreat step by step. Use the three lonely and widowed Supreme Emperors as bait to trick us into going back to the [past] to start a war, and then launch a surprise attack on us!"

"You are such a hypocrite, you make me sick. Before we went to the Blue Star River, you were also looking at us as if we were a joke, right?"

Everyone was talking.

The Holy Spirit Immortal had a puzzled and bewildered look on his face, and it was obvious that he had no idea what was going on.

The blacksmiths were also puzzled. They thought Ye Kuangxiu was unreliable. Could it be that he guessed wrong? But they didn't stop talking.

"Son of a bitch."

"If you don't show up, I'm going to pee on your head!"

"Will this work?"

"Why not? Remember the painter Lao Deng? He was hiding so deep in the era. How did we force him out and confirm his identity?"

"Oh, Jiucai Rong wanted to pee on his portrait! Just as he was about to take off his pants, the painter got furious and exposed himself on the spot. He uprooted the history book of the years and exiled us to the next door world of destiny."

"Can it be done?"

"It will definitely work. Can these people behind the scenes endure my boasting? Have they been watching from the dark? Does their dignity allow it?"

"Then let me do it, my urine is sweet."

"Let me see who can endure more, you who hides behind history or the painter!"

A group of blacksmiths were chattering and discussing, preparing for a big attack. A few of the social elites had even started to take off their pants and were surrounding the Holy Spirit Immortal.

But in the next second, it seemed that countless branches of the Holy Spirit clan gathered together, causing the Holy Spirit Immortal to reveal a strange look of anger.

"you."

His figure just stood there quietly, looking at the people in front of him, like the calm before the storm, suppressing the erupting volcano, making the atmosphere present extremely depressing.

(End of this chapter)