"Both I and Meng Linghui are extremely shocked and can't believe it!"
"In the end, neither Meng Linghui nor I can do anything to the other, but we have been trying our best to destroy the other! We also understand that we may not be able to do it with our own strength alone."
"That's why the Shenhuang Dynasty and the Spirit-Devouring Clan appeared later!"
"During this process, I have been studying the holy objects and want to use the power discovered in them. Later, I found that if I want to use the power of the holy objects, I have to rely on him!"
Huang Yangyun turned his head with difficulty and looked at the little fat man.
"Later, something incredible happened. His memory was slowly...disappearing!!"
"I don't know why, but I realized that this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"As long as I add new memories to him and let him slowly accept me as my master until he is completely used by me, then the holy object can also be used by me!"
"But I think everything is too simple!"
"Direct memory implantation cannot last at all, and is of little use. A more reliable and real method is needed!"
"After my painstaking research, I slowly discovered that I should treat him as a blank sheet of paper, an ignorant child, let him experience his own life, arrange some indigenous creatures to obey my orders, and then in the process
The best way is to slowly let him develop feelings, realize himself, slowly grow, slowly change, and finally imprint my imprint invisibly!"
"So, I started to arrange a new life for him in this illusory and broken world, among the 90,000 states! Let him grow!"
"Scholar, soldier, butcher, general, rich man, bodyguard, clan master, family head, genius, tiger hunter...etc., even changing his appearance with his cultivation! Constant changes, life after life!"
"Reincarnation happens every hundred years!"
"And this method really works!"
"It's just that the strange thing is that after each reincarnation, his memories of this life will slowly dissipate and he can no longer remember it."
"But my situation is getting worse and worse. With the backlash of life and Meng Linghui's aggressiveness, my physical body finally collapsed. If the soul hadn't been strong enough, I would have been wiped out!"
"Fortunately, he gradually integrated into the life I created, and resonated with the holy objects, causing the holy objects to overflow with a trace of mysterious power! And this power can be absorbed by me and replenish my soul.
Let me continue to live on!"
"In order to survive, to leave here, and to regain my strength, I finally chose to seize my bloodline descendants and regain my own body!"
"It's just that I didn't expect that in his penultimate life, he was arranged to become a killer and founded a killer organization 'Blood Man', which became famous in several big states and made countless living beings in some big states frightened. But he
I am so compassionate that I feel the power of life from the killing, and there is even a trace of it being out of my control!"
"I was shocked at the time! But I suppressed it in the end, but on his body, there were traces of the killer from that life! Right on his back!"
The little fat man who had been listening was trembling all over without knowing it!
He subconsciously touched his back and tore his clothes apart!
Ye Wuque clearly saw that there was a mandala flower in full bloom on the little fat man's back!
"After this incident, I understood that I could no longer keep him far away, but had to keep him by my side. Therefore, this life is also the last life. Under my arrangement, he became the cousin of the ninth princess of the Shenhuang royal family.
! And I continue to take over the body of this generation of Emperor Shenhuang and have a new body!"
"As for what happens next, you all know..."
"Originally, I thought everything would continue to develop smoothly as usual, but I never expected that because of the arrival of you Ye Wuque, everything was completely broken, ending everything like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!"
Huang Yangyun told the whole truth in one breath, and looked at Ye Wuque, with a mixture of fear, resentment, unwillingness, and sigh in his eyes, and finally told it all without reservation.
The front hall fell into a dead silence!
Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, but his heart was hard to calm down!!
Huang Yangyun finally told the origin of all the cause and effect.
But what worries Ye Wuque the most is this illusory and broken world. According to Huang Yangyun, the 90,000 states in it have already existed, and they seem to be a miniature replica of the real outside world!
If so!
So who did it?
Ye Wuque's mind immediately thought of the mysterious senior creature far away in Wuzhou!
And the Valley of Nine Tribulations!
He also thought about why he was teleported out from under the starry sky by the half-broken vertical pupil and appeared in this world?
All of this is still shrouded in great fog!
Need to uncover them one by one!
Almost instantly, Ye Wuque once again firmly decided that before leaving this world, he must go back to Wuzhou to see the mysterious senior creature again.
But immediately, Ye Wuque looked at the little fat man with a deep sigh in his bright eyes!
The little fat man stood there motionless, but Ye Wuque could see that the little fat man's hands were trembling slightly!
According to Huang Yangyun, as a sacred artifact, the little fat man was actually arranged to have false reincarnations one after another, life after life, all under the control of Huang Yangyun.
This truth is indeed a bit cruel!
And the most important thing is that the memory problem of the little fat man does not seem to be caused by Huang Yangyun.
"But why do I...don't remember anything..."
Finally, the little fat man murmured, and he raised his head, with a faint look of confusion on his chubby face.
"Brother, why can't I remember anything..."
The little fat man looked at Ye Wuque, his big eyes full of helplessness.
"It doesn't matter. If you can't remember it, just think about it slowly. Don't be in a hurry. Now, find your true body first."
Ye Wuque spoke softly, and the little fat man nodded subconsciously.
Huang Yangyun's expression was numb at the moment, as if telling all this had drained away all his energy and spirit.
"Where is that sacred object?"
Looking at Huangyang Yun again, Ye Wuque's cold voice sounded.
However, before Huang Yangyun could answer, the little fat man on the side suddenly walked forward, but not towards Huang Yangyun, but towards the pole that fell on the ground and originally belonged to Cang Hengyue... the trident!
The little fat man bent down, gently picked up the trident from the ground, and raised his hands in front of him. The trident was a foot long, which was much taller than the little fat man.
Ye Wuque saw this, his eyes flashed, and he also stepped forward and said: "Little fat man, do you feel something?"
"Well! I can feel that my body seems to be...in here!"
The little fat man stared at the trident and said word by word.