These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 605: The truth of history, a conversation
The back of the nursery.

Countless ghost kings gathered together, and terrifying and pure ghost energy spread over them.

All the Ghost Kings felt the call of their bloodline at this moment. It was the arrival of their Ghost King ancestor.

A powerful figure lowered his head, looked at the endless sea, fell into silence, and let out a long breath, "Really, the true king of this world is coming back again?"

"Even if the supreme king of the origin of the world tried his best to cooperate with suicide and remove all his defenses, it would still be difficult for us to kill him."

In a secret town somewhere in the East China Sea.

The young pseudo-human man with three flowers sat cross-legged, with five flowers circulating on his head, gathering into the five elements, over and over again. A steady stream of pure five-element soul power continued to flow into his head, releasing and spitting out evenly and slowly.

"What's going on with this call of blood?"

He stood up, showing a hint of confusion as the new generation of pseudo-human king.

"It's as if something terrifying is forcibly calling us to return, to return to the body that belongs to Him."

As the pseudo-human king of this generation, the purity of his blood allowed him to vaguely see some fragments of ancient images.

He saw the birth of a false man.

"Kill me, kill me"

Because of that dark land, blood covered the entire continent, and the blood formed a thick black ocean.

A terrifying being looked up to the sky and howled, "Kill me, kill me!!"

The giant collapsed.

Countless beings of all kinds leaped up.

In the endless bloody battle, they plucked off each other's brains. The snow-white brains were wriggling and stretching out like tentacles.

His pupils suddenly dilated and he stood up suddenly.

"That is the birth of a fake person?"

"It turns out that we are a race created from that guy's brain."

The history books of the years.

Between the red.

A seemingly real voice sounded in the tomb, it was the voice of a human god.

"Stop interrogating me. It's useless. I don't have the ability to awaken the pseudo-human emperors of previous generations. I don't know which generation of them began to seal their pseudo-human memories."

"However, since a certain generation of pseudo-human king has been sealed, there must be a way to awaken him. Just wait for the pseudo-human tombs in the entire [Book of Years] to riot. His emperors of all generations are not that simple. I am just the first emperor among them."

The human god looked at the Nine-Spiked Saint in front of him and said, "But are you really crazy? How could you awaken that thing?"

Jiusui smiled and said, "As I guessed, in ancient times, people killed Xian, the first emperor in the legend."

"His soul body, the ashes he offered, was sealed somewhere, but it still split into the ashes virus, which became the ashes disaster in later generations."

"His remaining ashes and foul air turned into a fake person, crawled out of his brain, and became the fake person disaster for future generations."

Jiusui looked calm.

He knows nothing about history.

But all of this is the truth he deduced through the existing system, and let the current Xin Xichen verify it.

After all, the cultivation system is constantly evolving, and many clues can be deduced.

After a creature dies, it will split into [Soul Shell] and [Soul Turbidity]

[Soul Shell] is the body of the soul, called ashes. It has no self, only logical behavior remains, and the head is empty.

[Soul turbidity] is the brain of the soul. These turbid remnants are scattered between heaven and earth and gradually disappear, preventing scholars from opening the three flowers. They are also the material for making summoning tablets.

What happens after death?

His [Soul Shell] was sealed somewhere and became the source of the Embers.

His [soul turbidity] turned into brain flower, three pseudo-human flowers, and spiritual roots, and a whole new race was born.

After all, no matter how you think about it, a pseudo-human is like the brain of some living creature, his soul consciousness, and foul air.

First of all.

The pseudo-human is a parasite, and the parasite is rooted in the brain. But if it is a brain flower as a living being, and likes to take over the brain, isn't it reasonable?
The pseudo-human possesses the spiritual attribute of change.

And the brain that was donated has all kinds of extraordinary attributes and origins. Isn't that very reasonable?

A whale falls and everything comes into being.

The two great disasters in ancient times were essentially caused by the fall of a powerful being.

The soul body turned into a disaster of embers.

The turbid air of the soul turns into a disaster for false people.

The human god was silent for a while, "You have already verified it successfully. He is instinctively summoning his brain. We pseudo-humans don't want to go back."

Jiusui said calmly, "How did you win back then?" The human god said, "He wanted to die and wanted to end his own life. I don't want to talk about the process. Anyway, if you kill him, a race of pseudo-humans will be born as his brain consciousness, and his ashes will be taken away and sealed by the dragon clan."

"After all, we are his ember consciousness - brains. If we get close to his ember body, he will suck us in and use us as his brains. We don't want that. Letting the dragons take us away is the best option."

Jiusui suddenly realized that many incomprehensible things had been thoroughly explained, and a hint of understanding appeared on her face:
"He committed suicide. No wonder you were able to kill him."

Boom boom boom! !

Kyushu and four seas.

The huge changes in the earth veins are like the pulse waves of the brain nerves, rolling like a wave.

Countless earth veins are like the nerves of the brain, calling out to the tumors - the embers - that have taken root in the neurons of the brain.

In all the countries, continents, towns, and sects in the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, even the powerful ancient embers could no longer bear it.

"what happened?"

"I feel the ground veins pulsating? This kind of impact wave frequency, anyone who has dissected a brain should know it, it's like the wave frequency of the brain?"

"Interesting, very interesting, how come the ley lines look like a brain??"

"I feel like you are on the earth veins. No, you are a parasitic tumor on the neurons of your brain."

"Are you calling me an ember?"

"You are the ember."

In the dragon tomb.

A major change that will affect the entire world will happen here.

"The ground veins are constructed using the three flowers of the pseudo-human."

"In other words, the leyline beneath his feet is his brain?"

Xin Xichen revealed a trace of disbelief, looking at Xian in the distance, "No wonder he can control so many earth veins instinctively. No, so many brain neurons, it's because his skull is empty, and he is instinctively absorbing the brain under his feet - the earth veins."

"The nemesis who can kill him is a fake person."

The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor pressed his temple. "The principle is very simple, because the pseudo-man is his brain. When the pseudo-man enters his empty brain, it can temporarily control his crazy body."

"But now, we don't have a living pseudo-human strong enough to inhabit his body of ash." Xin Xichen found it interesting.

"The ground veins are changing, but I have tried my best to isolate the ground veins and the information from the outside world." The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor said calmly: "We have to kill him one more time."

"please hurry up."

Xian had a gentle expression. He raised his head and watched everyone chatting and discussing how to kill him. He was not angry.

He committed suicide during his lifetime in order to let everyone attack him and kill him. After his death, he maintained his logic as before and was waiting for everyone to attack and kill him.

“Books from this era are interesting.”

Ignoring the discussion of those guys in the distance, Xian sat on the chair, elegant and dignified, holding a book, like an elegant scholar drinking afternoon tea, "I never thought that I led the tribe to rise, researched various things for immortality, and resurrected the 'immortal corpse'. The future has become like this. The chaos of immortality will cause eternal disasters."

Dao Yue handed over a copy of "The Famous Detective Yan Shuangying" coldly, "The first great emperor of ancient times, the supreme king who led the tribes of all living things to rise. I recommend reading this. It's very popular recently and very interesting."

"Thank you, very polite descendant."

"But I don't deserve the praise of future generations. I caused a lot of disasters."

Xian was also very polite. He took the book "Famous Detective Yan Shuangying" and started reading. "By the way, I must remind you that I can't control myself. You must kill me as soon as possible because I feel that I am getting stronger like crazy."

"My body is instinctively recycling my brain neurons - the earth veins, which are the three flowers of the pseudo-human. You are so cruel. You made the pseudo-human into this thing, and it is everywhere."

"Besides the ley lines, I am also absorbing the tumors that have taken root in my brain. You call them Embers."

"So, what on earth have you turned me into in the future?"

Xian pressed his temple, seemed a little distressed, and said coldly:
"I told you back then that you should respect the remains of a living being. You played with my body like this, scattering my brain and body all over the ground and all over the world. You didn't respect me at all, and you made it so deformed."

Miss Dao Yue nodded and agreed with it.

It's a bit perverted indeed.

For example, I am Einstein. Well, no, I am Hashirama Senju. I have made great achievements in the era and created the future. After I die, someone will cut my brain and body into pieces, conduct various research on the slices, and even scatter them all over the earth.

There are also a lot of body tissue clones and clones.

Wouldn't you be so angry that you would open the coffin and get up?

"That's how they are. They kill ancestors all day long and have no respect for them at all."

Miss Dao Yue couldn't help but say, "This is too wicked. Great first emperor of the Ten Thousand Races, I want to ask, what would happen if your brain flower and the tumor on your brain were taken back?"

Xian smiled and said, "Didn't you see those murals? If too many foreign objects come in, I will immediately turn into similar aggregated stitched embers. I will soon go crazy and turn into an unprecedented super stitched giant ember."

"At that time, guys of your era might be in a little trouble."

Super giant monster?
Dao Yue thought about the scene, sucked up the earth veins as her brain, and sucked up the embers on the earth as her brain tumor. It seemed that this little trouble was
It's a bit of trouble.

(End of this chapter)