As soon as Zombie said this, everyone was shocked.
What kind of person is Bai Di? He is the supreme leader of the demon clan. He passed down the demon clan's orthodoxy and led the demon clan to become the most powerful one. How many demon clans believe in him? How could he be the demon who massacred them?
The monsters present were in disbelief and could not accept it.
Li Mu looked at the zombie with a suspicious look on his face.
A zombie that has just gained consciousness is a new individual that will not have any memory or understand any language. It will take a period of learning before it can communicate with others.
Take Su He's body for example. When she was born, she could only sense the connection with Su He, and still acted based on instinct. Her real IQ was not much better than that of a three-year-old child, and she did not understand language. She would still need to pass the test in the future.
Observe and learn.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for this demon to know about Bai Di, let alone have such clear thinking.
Thinking of the ball of light that flew out of the statue just now, Li Mu's eyes narrowed and he asked: "Have you obtained the memory of the White Emperor?"
The zombie didn't seem to be shy about talking to Li Mu about this, and nodded: "You are very smart."
Li Mu didn't know for a moment what exactly was in front of him.
Let’s say he is the Demon Emperor Baidi. Three thousand years ago, the Demon Emperor Baidi had already fallen. The zombie in front of him only had the body of the White Emperor and his memories. It was not the White Emperor from three thousand years ago at all.
But let’s say he is not Bai Emperor. His body is Bai Emperor’s body, and his memory is also Bai Emperor’s memory. If this is not Bai Emperor, then who is Bai Emperor?
Li Mu felt that he had encountered a philosophical problem.
When a person dies and his memory is transplanted to a new individual, is he a new life or a continuation of the original life?
"No, it's impossible. The Demon Emperor is dead a long time ago. You can't be the Demon Emperor!"
"You can't even think of fooling us!"
"Although the Demon Emperor is powerful, it is impossible for him to live for more than three thousand years!"
…
If Li Mu just felt a little brain-burning, the demon clan present were already a little crazy.
The demon king from three thousand years ago was reborn and started killing demon clans. How could they accept it?
After the light ball entered the body, the bloodthirsty aura disappeared from the zombie's body. Hearing the words of the demons, he was silent for a moment, and then murmured: "It turns out that three thousand years have passed..."
After saying this, he fell into a long silence again.
Li Mu could understand his feelings.
This zombie was just born. Although it already has self-awareness, it is a blank consciousness.
Later, he obtained Bai Emperor's memory, and the gaps in his own consciousness were filled by Bai Emperor's memories and experiences. His body and memories all belonged to Bai Emperor. To a certain extent, he was Bai Emperor.
However, Bai Di's memory is just memory. Memory has no consciousness and cannot feel the passage of time.
For this zombie who thinks he is the White Emperor, this means that he just slept for a while, and when he opened his eyes, it was already three thousand years later.
Normal people may not be able to accept this reality.
Bai Di was worthy of being the Demon Emperor, the once most powerful man. He was only confused for a moment, and his eyes regained clarity and his face gradually calmed down.
He looked at Li Mu and asked: "Which is the most powerful country in Zuzhou now? Is it still Da Chu? How many generations have they passed on?"
Li Mu looked at him and said calmly: "Da Chu has been subjugated for two thousand and five hundred years. During these two thousand and five hundred years, the land of Middle Earth has changed three dynasties. Now the most powerful dynasty in Zuzhou is named
Dazhou..."
There was a look of reminiscence on Bai Di's face, and he murmured: "So, those old guys from Chu State are also dead..."
Li Mu nodded and said, "He has been dead for almost three thousand years."
He glanced at everyone one by one and said to himself: "Who are you from?"
Facing the demon king from three thousand years ago, the elders of the six sects did not dare to neglect and spoke one after another.
"Taomen Talisman Sect."
"Taoist Danding Sect."
"Xuanzong of Daomen..."
"Dao Sect North Sect..."
…
Bai Di pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."
It has been less than two thousand years since the birth of Taoism. Emperor Bai has not heard of it, which is normal.
His eyes continued to wander, and when he scanned the people of the Demonic Path, he paused for a moment and said, "Are you from the Demonic Path?"
Everyone in the Demon Dao bowed and said respectfully: "See Senior Bai Di."
Bai Di finally looked at the few remaining monsters and said, "Do you doubt my identity?"
The demon clan doesn't think much and is always stubborn. A bear demon gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you are the demon emperor, you will not live for three thousand years. Who are you, how dare you pretend to be the demon emperor?"
Bai Di glanced at him lightly and said: "Three thousand years have passed, and you, the bear clan, are still as stupid as before. If I had known better, I would not have taught you the evil arts back then, and would have made you live as beasts forever."
Perhaps it was because no one had spoken in three thousand years. Unlike those strong men who always liked to put on airs, Bai Di did not hesitate to speak. When he started to speak, he was a little stumbling, but soon his language became more and more fluent.
It's becoming clearer and clearer.
He stood in front of the huge statue and said slowly, "Yes, even I can't defeat the way of heaven. My lifespan is only three hundred years."
With a melancholy look on his face, he continued, "But I am not willing to give in. I have been practicing for three hundred and two hundred and ninety years in my life, and I have been given countless opportunities. It was not easy for me to practice to the realm of the heavenly demon, but I
I have only ten years left in my lifespan. I have tried countless methods but can't change it. I can only seal my body in a treasure coffin and my life's memories in a stone statue before my lifespan is cut off, so that I can be reborn in the future.
Once it comes, you can gain hundreds of years of life..."
Li Mu's lips were slightly open, with a stunned expression. Is he trying to get into a bug with Tiandao?
Longevity is related to the soul. Once the three hundred years are up, even if he is reborn like Master Qianhuan, it will be of no use. The soul will still die when it is time to die.
But the physical body is different. As long as it is preserved properly, the physical body can live forever.
It's just that this eternal life is of no use. The body that can live forever has no consciousness, and when they give birth to consciousness, they will be bound by the law of heaven again and start reincarnation again.
Bai Di sealed his body and memory, and waited until the body became a refined corpse, and then merged with the memory. The extra few hundred years of life are the lifespan of the zombie.
It can be said that the thing in front of Li Mu is the White Emperor, but it is not the White Emperor.
The soul and consciousness of the White Emperor died three thousand years ago. There is no dispute about this, so it is not the White Emperor.
But the zombie has just been born, it only has consciousness, but no memory or experience. While he has Bai Di's body, he also has his memory. In his heart, he is Bai Di, and it is not wrong to say that he is Bai Di.
Let's just think of him as Emperor Bai. If he continues to struggle like this, Li Mu thinks he will go crazy.
Bai Di's words also shocked everyone present.
They did not expect that the majestic emperor of the demon clan would be reborn in this way. Everyone present was here to inherit the Bai Emperor's treasure. Now that the Bai Emperor himself was in front of them, the atmosphere became a little awkward.
If others are not dead, this is not inheritance, but robbery.
As a result, they will not be able to get the elixirs, magic weapons, or heavenly books.
A strong man from the Demon Sect bowed and said: "We have no intention of disturbing the Demon Emperor. Since the Demon Emperor has been resurrected, can we leave now?"
The others looked at him as if they were a fool.
If they could leave easily, how could what happened just now happen?
At this moment, they still don't understand that those demon corpses around the Demon Palace are not accidents at all.
This was designed by the Demon King as early as three thousand years ago. His purpose was to consume the magic weapons and mana of the people who entered the palace. The elixirs on the first floor, the magic weapons on the second floor, and the Taoist pages on the last floor.
This is all to make them kill each other, continue to consume everyone's mana, and at the same time provide flesh and blood nutrients for the production of zombies.
If everyone's mana hadn't been severely depleted, the combined attack just now would have killed this corpse.
He had tried so hard to set up such a trap, so why would he let them go?
Bai Di looked at the tiger demon, smiled slightly, and said: "Since you are here, it is fate, can you borrow something from me before leaving?"
The tiger demon looked at Bai Emperor's eyes and felt a little scared for no reason, and asked: "What is it?"
Bai Di said calmly: "Borrow me your blood and soul."
The tiger demon's face first showed a look of fear, and then he realized something. He glared at Bai Di angrily and said, "Now you are at the end of your strength, what qualifications do you have to say that?"
After withstanding the collective attack from everyone just now, no matter how powerful the zombie is, he has been seriously injured. Anyone here can completely kill him.
Everyone was just calmed down by his words. After calming down, they could easily figure out that even though he was once the Demon King, now he is just a seriously injured demon corpse.
Bai Di looked at him, shook his head slightly, and said: "Young descendants of the Tiger Clan, you may have forgotten where this place is..."
"Stop pretending!"
The tiger demon roared loudly, as if to embolden himself, and controlled two giant mountain-climbing axes to strike at the White Emperor's head.
As long as Bai Di died, their hearts could not let go.
Clang!
The two mountain axes struck together, and a string of sparks flew out, but Bai Di was nowhere to be seen.
And behind the tiger demon, a figure appeared out of thin air. Bai Di opened his mouth, and his white fangs bit his neck.
In just an instant, the essence and blood demon soul in his body was sucked out, leaving only a mummy, which was thrown to the ground by Bai Di.
After absorbing the tiger demon, Bai Di's complexion became more rosy, his body became plumper, and even his hair grew a few more times. He wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at everyone again, and murmured: "My current body
, I’m not quite satisfied yet, plus you guys, it should be enough..."
