Hearing this mysterious voice, Li Junchen in the study was shocked at first, then he started to think about what had happened.
Which expert is making a joke out of me, a Great Wizard?
Don't they know about the Immortal Dao Heavenly Court's Endangered Animal Protection Fee Law?
Also, you mortals have already become Gods, creating Sumeru Mustard Seed, flying in the void, flying on swords, you have already fought your way to the solar system, why do you still have the time to come to my district and join in the fun?
Even though he had experienced a lot, and had been in the business world and the medical field for half of his life, and had several private hospitals under him, he still didn't understand what was going on.
"Don't worry, I can help you recover your ancient soul memories with my Daoist arts."
The artifact spirit's voice was low, and in the next second, a faint breeze blew past.
"As an ancient saint of the multiverse, every life in every universe is your growth experience. Every you in the multiverse has fused into a single true self."
"Wake up!!"
Boom!
It was like a howling wind.
Li Junchen's brain seemed to have gone through a baptism.
Some ancient, ancient memories of an unknown age were gradually awakening in his mind.
"Ah, I remember now."
He hugged his head in the study, squatted down in pain, and knocked over the chair.
There were indeed some memory fragments that he had completely forgotten, scattered in his mind.
An image vaguely appeared in his mind:
"Thanks for the invitation …"
"Don't bully me because I'm poor. When I woke up, a group of battle emperors on horses ran into the living room, shouting, 'Battle emperors in front, do you dare to dismount and fight …'"
"What's worse now is that the tables and chairs in the living room have been knocked over by the Heaven Rank battle technique … What should I do now? It's quite urgent … "
…
…
These are …
My memories??
Countless memories flashed past, they were scenes that he had no impression of at all … and he didn't know how many times it had repeated.
Headache!
Splitting headache!
He hugged his head and wailed, as if his soul had been completely stacked together countless times.
"This is the manifestation of the fusion of spiritual power, you really remember." The artifact spirit's voice was low, "I've seen too many situations like this."
Was it really a prehistoric God or Demon?
A demon or God who rebelled against Gatha?
Looking at this, he must have awakened his memories.
"Who the hell are you?!"
The artifact spirit's furious roar was like a clap of thunder in the primal chaos, and the dull sound of a bell resounded in his mind. "Hurry up and wake up! Awaken the true self of this world? "
"I … I remember now! Am I a Dou Di? "He asked in a soft voice.
"…"
The other party was stunned and began to think … Dou Di was that Emperor?
“？？？”
She thought again.
Li Junchen said in a soft probing voice, "There are countless memories in my mind. Almost all of them are of me being an ancient Dou Di, fighting the heavens and fighting the earth. She and the sword have already become a thing of the past. I am galloping in the spiritual sea of the network while being chased by some Great Emperors on horses. The scene is extremely difficult."
"It seems like it's still asking for help from the entire world. I'm waiting online, looking very anxious."
In fact, he wasn't sure either.
However, in his mind, these memories had indeed inexplicably emerged.
It was unknown how many times he had repeated it, but it was imprinted in the depths of his soul.
Hundreds of times?
A few thousand times?
It was as if he had countless versions of himself from different timelines, superimposed on each other.
"I see … You've already recalled the memories of your past life."
The artifact spirit's voice was relieved. It was not surprising that his memories were fragmented and scattered. It was a matter of course. Even she had many fragmented memories.
However, no matter what it was about, it was a good thing that he could remember it.
As for what was described, it should be the experience of a Fiendgod during the Great Flood. He was chased by some experts on mounts, so he went around asking for help?
"You're a terrifying Fiendgod from the prehistoric Great Flood. An ancient Saint of the Sixth Realm. I don't know who killed you, but now that you've been revived, you've already lost your sense of self." The artifact spirit was very serious and spoke honestly.
"Me?" The middle-aged man was stunned.
Wasn't this too ridiculous?
Two years ago, the Apocalypse suddenly came, and then the legend was revived. Then, he turned out to be an ancient Saint of the Forbidden?
"Am I really a Dou Di?" He was at a loss.
However, those countless reincarnation fragments were all attacking his mind.
After all, humans were such animals.
When you keep saying that you're a good person, then even the worst person would be hinted to be a good person by your own heart, let alone thousands of psychological hints.
"Don't worry."
The artifact spirit said seriously, "Although I don't know which Fiendgod you are from the old days, I believe that you're not a bad person. Today, you've been revived from the old days. I'll help you rise and save this vast world. As a giant of the Great Shaman Tribe, Hou Yi shoots down the sun! Kuafu chases after the sun, Jing Wei fills the sea … "
She pointed at the sky with a heroic expression.
"Senior, these Great Shamans didn't have a good ending in the end," Li Junchen said.
He sat on the chair again, picked up a pen and paper, and sorted out his thoughts. He felt that this was too strange.
However, he quickly recalled his memories again and said, "If I remember correctly, it seems that in the prehistoric ancient memories, there were many 'thank you's' invitation. It seems that some unknown existence invited us … Apart from me, there were two other people …"
"Invitation? The other two should be experts of the same level as you. Do you remember the general conversation and impression? "The artifact spirit said seriously.
"I remember that one of them was controlling the system. Giving people a system? What maintenance system? Ding ding dong dong … "He searched his memory seriously, but could not remember anything.
"What's a system? Then what's the powerful characteristic of this Fiendgod? What ability does he have? "The artifact spirit asked. This was important information.
"System?" He thought about it and analyzed, "Perhaps that existence is the kind of Sage behind the scenes who established the Chief God Space and gave systems to others?"
He then seriously explained the Chief God Space.
It was to let countless people complete missions in various worlds and then give them rewards.
"And the other one seems to be an existence that thirsts for blood, afraid of the sun, weak and powerless …" He thought about it and seemed to have forgotten, but he had an instinctive dislike for this person. "In short, he goes to a place full of bright red filth all year round, searching there …"
However, he thought about it, and his head hurt. He just could not remember.
Where was he going?
He thought for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered a phrase in history that described the environment of the Demon World of the Demon Master Grace.
"The Demon World of Hell is full of stench, dirty water, broken organs, and congealed bright red tissues. In the mix of yellow and brown, it is full of horror and evil."
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