Fang Chang woke up in a daze, feeling like he had a hangover and a headache, and at the same time, his memories slowly returned.
At that time, Lu Chen, the old president of the Supreme Committee, could not bear the blow that he had brought the wolf into the house. He had no intention of making a last ditch effort, so he chose spiritual annihilation.
After Fang Chang lost someone to relieve his boredom, he devoted himself to absorbing and refining fire.
If the difficulty of refining fire from the outside is one hundred, then the difficulty of refining it from the inside is one.
But when his spiritual light was full of energy, overflowed, and finally became as bright and bright as the bright moon, he gradually lost himself in the power.
The energy accumulated by fire for hundreds of thousands of years is so huge that it is easy for people to get lost if they are not careful.
Fang Chang silently counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but spit lightly.
"Made, it's another ten years, and this time flies too fast."
"Calculating it this way, there are only a few years left before the official launch of the game "Fairy Demon". By then, I will finally be able to solve the doubts I have always had.
Where did the players come from?
Does another me still exist?
Can I still go back?"
Fang Chang was a little lost in thought for a while.
After a while, Fang Chang finally buried these questions.
Anyway, I have been waiting for two hundred years, so it is not short of these few years.
Fang Chang looked at the fire space where the energy was much thinner and even the space seemed to have shrunk, thinking about how to get out.
Lu Chen used his life as a sacrifice to forcefully pull his soul here, so naturally he was sure that he would not be able to escape.
This is also true.
Although the power within the fire can't hurt him, and can instead give him a lot of special supplements, it is still a problem to overcome the limitations of the fire and let the soul escape to the outside world.
In fact, the best way is for him to swallow up all the power of the fire. Then, no matter how strong the cage is, it will become fragile without the support of the bottom layer.
It's just that he was a little full after eating.
It can't absorb much more energy in a short period of time.
Fang Chang estimated that based on current efficiency, it would take about thirty to fifty years before he could truly absorb all the energy of the fire.
This time is not too long for a high-level monk.
In particular, Fang Chang had a premonition that after devouring the fire, he would be able to make up for the last bit of his shortcomings in strength and begin to advance to the realm of cave virtuality with his physical body.
Of course, whether we can successfully break through is another question.
"I have to think of a way. I don't want to wait a few decades and players will be flying all over the sky outside. I'm still stuck here, and I might even become a player's mission target.
Besides, being a human being must have a beginning and an end.
I made great ambitions at the beginning, but now I can't cut my first harvest of leeks, and my thoughts will not be clear."
At the beginning, he was short-lived and was still very hopeless. He thought of surviving for a hundred years, and then taking advantage of the players, breaking through to the golden elixir realm, and would be satisfied if he could live five hundred years.
After all, he never lived this long in his two lifetimes combined.
Who knew that fate would push him step by step to his current achievements.
Just when Fang Chang felt that everything was the result of his hard work, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if someone was calling him from somewhere.
"who is it?"
Fang Chang's mind moved, and he thought of the fire he had seen when he was refining the puppet clan, and the fire's baby-like body.
If there is a second person in Tinder, apart from Lu Chen, the old president who suddenly pretended to be dead, there is only that corpse.
He followed the call step by step.
There was no normal concept of space in the void Fire Space. He just moved his feet and his vision changed drastically, as if he was suddenly in another world.
What appeared in front of him was a pure white room, closed on all sides, with a white light pillar in the middle, and in the light pillar was the figure that looked like a curled up figure.
It floated quietly in the beam of light, curling up like a baby in its mother's womb, leaving only Fang Chang's smooth back.
"Is it you who is calling me?"
"Then you should just say something."
Fang Chang was a little careless, but his spirit was tense and he was ready to shift his strategy at any time.
But there was no movement.
Only the feeling of being called always exists.
This made Fang Chang feel a little unhappy, but he could not block this feeling.
He approached slowly.
It seemed that his arrival finally alarmed the figure.
The figure slowly stretched, changing from a crouched body to a standing body, and then met Fang Chang frankly.
"It's actually a man?"
Fang Chang looked at the face first, then the chest, and finally the lower half. He unconsciously compared it with himself, and then a victorious smile appeared on his face.
Although his face is prettier than his, as a man, it’s not enough to just look at his face, he must also have connotation.
Obviously, his connotation is relatively large.
"Ahem..."
The figure suddenly coughed twice.
Fang Chang's hair stood on end, and then he was struck by thunder from his palm.
Thunder method to ward off evil!
Although he is now only in the body of the soul, his strength is not much weaker than when he was at his peak. It is just that without the protection of the physical body, the soul is easier to be damaged and restrained.
In short, with this palm strike, the top of the mountain will be broken into pieces.
It's just that this palm didn't achieve the desired results.
The lightning from the palm struck the figure, not only did it not hurt him at all, but it also seemed to have given him an electrotherapy treatment.
This time, he woke up faster.
His fingers trembled slightly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his whole body seemed to come alive in an instant.
Buzz!
The white beam of light suddenly dispersed, and the figure landed firmly on the ground, and then slowly opened its eyes.
He ignored Fang Chang, who was staring at him eagerly, and did not make any move. Instead, he sighed softly, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life and unconcealable exhaustion.
"It seems that Qianqian still failed."
He turned his gaze to Fang Chang:
"Successor, are you ready to accept my gift?"
"ah?"
Fang Chang, who was about to strike first, was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands in embarrassment, looking a little reserved and shy.
"This, how embarrassing."
"Then can you unlock the Five Thunder Seal on your hand first?"
The awakened figure gently brushed his hand in front of his body and put on a blue gown, making him look even more handsome.
"I don't mean any harm. This remaining remnant soul won't survive long after you awaken it. Rather than fighting, I would rather have someone talk to me."
The figure raised his hand, and there was a set of tables and chairs on the ground, as well as a pot of hot tea.
This is a creation out of thin air, but there is no smell of fireworks.
Fang Chang felt a shiver in his heart, knowing that this person was probably a big boss, so he scattered the Five Thunder Seal in his hand and coughed twice.
"Ahem, that's all a misunderstanding and a habitual action. Please don't worry about it, senior."
"Please take a seat."
The figure did not pay attention, but invited Fang Chang to sit down.
"What year and month is it outside now? How many epochs has it been?"
Fang Chang thought for a while and replied: "The human calendar is about 18,650 years ago."
He was talking about the chronology of the Supreme Council.
After all, he didn't specialize in studying history, and he came here to do the work of the Great Demon King of Destruction. How could he know how many years it had been in the puppet ancestral world now?
"Human Calendar?" The figure frowned slightly and asked again: "What kind of calendar is this? What about the Beidou Era Method?"
Elder Fang replied honestly: "I don't know."
The figure was even more confused and continued to ask:
"I see that your aura is pure, your soul is perfect, and the powerful power of law almost overflows from your body. You are only one step away from the realm of Dongxu. Have you never been to the Great World of Beidou?"
"Beidou World?"
Fang Chang’s IQ was still online and he asked:
"The Big Dipper World that the seniors mentioned is the main world that the Secret Realm Small World is attached to?"
"good."
The figure nodded.
Be good!
Something was wrong with Fang Chang's gaze when he looked at the figure. How long had this guy been sleeping? His memory was still stuck in the Beidou World.
"If I'm not wrong, the Big Dipper World that senior mentioned should be gone."
"What's missing?"
The figure was a little confused.
Fang Chang scratched his head and said: "According to what I heard from others, it should be that the great road collapsed, the heavenly road died, and then the whole world was shattered.
The current main world is called the Immortal and Demon Continent, but it has some connection with the Big Dipper World that our seniors mentioned."
After all, most of the current big names in the Immortal and Demon Continent were reincarnated from the Big Dipper World. The several times the Secret Mansion came to this world, they also received many legacies from the Big Dipper World.
But that big world of cultivation is actually called the Big Dipper World.
We both belong to Beidou, but we don’t know what the relationship is with Beidou Dao Sect?
Fang Chang quickly thought of it.
"The great road collapsed, the way of heaven was extinguished..."
The figure muttered a few words, and then there was a long silence.
After a while, the figure showed a relieved smile.
"No wonder I can't feel Qianqian's breath. She has broken through the sixth-order cave virtual realm. Her soul rests on the avenue, and the power of law manifests into stars in the sea of law.
The avenue collapsed, the sea of laws was turbulent, and the stars fell, how could she be spared?
It turns out that for such a long time, I have been waiting for someone who is unlikely to come back.
That’s fine, that’s fine.”
Just from Fang Chang's few words, the figure seemed to have already deduced the appearance of the world's destruction.
With this relief, the figure's aura suddenly dropped a lot.
If just now Fang Chang was only 20% sure of his move, now it has risen to 50%.
But the figure's intention to die was so obvious that Fang Chang felt that there was no need to take action himself, and naturally there was no need to worry about the figure competing with him for the fire.
"Ahem, um, senior, does the gift you just said you wanted to give me still count?"
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
The figure was saddened by the passing of his old friend, but Fang Chang wanted to get the method of controlling fire from the figure.
The figure was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Chang with a sincere face, and said with a smile:
"Since you can enter the fire with your soul and have the same physique as me, even if you are not the successor sent to me by Qianqian, then we are destined to be yours."
Fang Chang explained: "The seniors have noble character, but it seems that the juniors have low character.
It’s just that I have important things to do in the outside world. I have been trapped here for more than ten years and I am already very anxious. Therefore, I apologize for being so rude to you."
The figure was noncommittal and just continued:
"My name is Tang Jue, and I was once somewhat famous in the Beidou world.
Because of my special physique, I can control thousands of puppets. Once I take action, there will be a mighty and endless army of puppets. Even the Heavenly Lord of Hedao treats me differently, so at that time, some good people gave me a great life.
The name of the divine king.
After you get my inheritance, pass this name on.
Since I was born in this world, I must leave something behind."
"Cough cough cough!!"
As soon as the name of God Lord Dayan came out, Fang Chang coughed violently.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just think the world is really wonderful."
Fang Chang recalled that when he first entered the profession of puppet master, he also thought about a big boss named Dayan Shenjun in his previous life.
But he never thought that the world was mysterious and the boss was actually himself.
Of course, in the previous life, another person might have received the inheritance from God Lord Dayan.
Anyway, the name is the same, but the person is not necessarily the same.
Tang Yu knew that Fang Chang was hiding something, but he did not ask further questions. Instead, he talked about his life and the female puppet named Qianqian.
Their story can be summed up as follows - a man who regarded puppets as tools fell in love with the puppets he made himself. After falling in love and killing each other, they finally reconciled with each other, but it was too late to regret it.
Bosses are human beings too, and their feelings are just as bloody.
Fang Chang found it quite interesting - it didn't happen to him anyway.
It turns out that the creation of the Puppet Ancestral Realm was not as great as the history of the Puppet Clan recorded, and any holy land established for the Puppet Clan in the world was all fake.
In fact, it is a woman's determination to create a world at great cost in order to resurrect the one she loves.
Because Dayan Shenjun and Fang Chang have the same physique, the more puppets they have, the more powerful they are, so he can also gain benefits accordingly, and after his body is damaged, he can still recover through low-level puppets.
So the female puppet named Qianqian wondered if it would be possible for him to be resurrected if there were enough puppets for her to refine and absorb.
The entire puppet ancestral world is a tool for resurrecting God Lord Dayan.
Only then did Fang Chang understand why he was so compatible with the puppet ancestral world. He had already inherited the legacy of God Lord Dayan from the beginning.
All of this was originally prepared for God Lord Dayan, or in other words, for the puppet master spirit body.
"...Actually, we all understand that if you die, you cannot live. This is the law of heaven and the basis for the operation of heaven and earth.
Otherwise, Hedao Tianzun would not still be pursuing immortality and immortality.
But she is always stubborn, just like when she chose to leave me."
A wry smile appeared on Tang Jue's lips.
'Not always.'
Fang Chang thought of those big guys who had been reincarnated. Many of them had died once, but they were still resurrected.
However, Fang Chang felt that there was no need to say such words to ruin the atmosphere.
What if God Lord Dayan doesn’t want to die by then?
After Tang Jue finished telling his story, he was silent for a while. He seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he said nothing.
His body began to melt away inch by inch, and then everything in this room was shattered.
A golden light spot penetrated into the square eyebrow.
"This is your reward for listening to my stories."
…
outside world.
The Heavenly Demon Realm, which had been regarded as one of the two restricted areas in the Puppet Ancestral Realm, suddenly became turbulent.
Outside the domain, the guarding puppet beasts woke up one after another and roared, as if they were welcoming something.
A big black mountain shook its body and suddenly stood up straight, turning into an extremely tall stone giant.
He looked at the Demon Realm, feeling the excitement and beating of his own spirituality, and murmured:
"Lord City Lord, you have become stronger."
"No, I have to let the city lord see me first when he wakes up, otherwise my ten years of guarding will not be in vain."
Shi Lei shrunk his body, endured the indiscriminate attacks from the demon realm, and plunged headlong into it.
Domain center.
A body that had been sleeping for ten years slowly opened its eyes.
