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Chapter 388 Conspiracy Theory

Tang Sanzan nodded at the black skeleton, stood up and looked at Zhen Yuanzi beside him.

"Don't you want to know the truth? Come with me."

Zhen Yuanzi numbly followed Tang Sanzan to the new ginseng fruit tree.

Looking at the withered ginseng fruit tree, as if it had been dug out of a grave, Tang Sanzan frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, he formed a mark with his hands and cast a rain calling technique.

In a small area, a wave of divine water containing enormous life force condensed between heaven and earth, and was sprinkled on the body and roots of the ginseng fruit tree under the guidance of Tang Sanzan.

Visible to the naked eye, the ginseng fruit trees have regained their vitality.

Similarly, the divinity of the 81 fruits on it seems to have become more abundant.

"This is the real ginseng fruit."

Tang Sanzan raised his hand to pick a fruit from the ginseng fruit tree, and took a light bite.

The pulp melts in the mouth, turning into a piece of sweet spring and flowing into the belly of Tang Sanbu.

"Such a fruit is worth more than the fruit from your previous tree."

After eating a ginseng fruit, Tang Sanzan made such an evaluation.

Zhen Yuanzi: "."

Seeing that Tang Sanzun picked a ginseng fruit and ate it without thinking of himself as an outsider, and commented on it while eating, as if he didn't take himself as the owner of the ginseng fruit tree seriously, Zhen Yuanzi was speechless for a while.

Thinking about it again, I, the owner of the ginseng fruit tree, doesn't seem to know the owner of the ginseng fruit tree in front of me.

so.
"Then who am I?"

Tang Sanzan looked at Zhen Yuanzi, his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

"Who else are you? You are Zhen Yuanzi!"

Zhen Yuanzi: "."

The tree is not that tree anymore, how could he be that Zhen Yuanzi.

As if he understood the thoughts in Zhen Yuanzi's heart, Tang Sanzan tilted his head and thought about it, and sorted out his words.

"Well, that's not right, you are the new Zhenyuanzi."

"The new Zhenyuanzi?"

Zhen Yuanzi grasped the key point, if there are new ones, there will naturally be old ones.

"Yes!"

Tang Sanzan nodded, "You have the body of Zhen Yuanzi, the soul of Zhen Yuanzi, the power of Zhen Yuanzi, and the memory of Zhen Yuanzi.

It can be said that you are a newborn Zhen Yuanzi.

It's just that it's not strong enough, or in other words, it doesn't understand its own power enough.

There is a problem with your memory.

It's like cloning.

Well, although you should not understand the meaning of cloning, you still think it is easier to understand with this example.

It's okay if you don't understand, as long as someone can understand, so don't mind. "

Tang Sanzan explained and continued, "Just like cloning, when technology develops to a certain level, cloning human organs, or even cloning a completely identical human body, will not be difficult.

Even endowing a person with the same mental fluctuations, and even cloning most of the memories in the subconscious and soul of a person may not be difficult.

But no matter how perfect the clone is, those memories are after all given by life, and there will always be some confusion.

What's more, even if they have the same power, there will be a huge difference in the use of power.

it's like
Obviously you are a Hunyuan Loose Immortal, but before the poor monk patted you on the shoulder, you couldn't escape it. "

After Tang Sanzan explained it, Zhen Yuanzi didn't know what to do.

In the end, he nodded thoughtfully, "So, you mean to say that I am the cloned Zhen Yuanzi?"

Tang Sanzan thought for a while, then nodded reluctantly, "If you insist on understanding this way, there is no problem."

Zhen Yuanzi: "." mmp, does he have to understand it this way?Obviously that's how you describe it all the time.

"That"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanzan, thought for a while and asked, "What about the original Zhen Yuanzi?"

Tang Sanzan pointed to the ginseng fruit tree beside him, "Dead."

Pfft!
Zhen Yuanzi only felt unsteady and fell to the ground.

"Dead?"

"Correct!"

Tang Sanzan nodded, "He died before the ancient era was broken."

Zhen Yuanzi: "."

Honghuang, what a strange yet familiar word.

In his memory, there is the inheritance memory of Pangu creating the world and incarnation of the prehistoric.

That is the memory endowed by heaven and earth after the transformation of innate gods and spirits.

However, that memory lay quietly in his mind like that, but he never questioned it—in the inheritance memories of many innate gods, there is the memory of Pan Gu's creation of the world, and the memory of Pan Gu's body incarnation.

But... apart from these vague memories, they don't have any real memories about Pangu and Honghuang.

It was as if someone had imposed such a paragraph in their memory, letting them know that the origin of this world was created by Pangu.

After Pangu opened up the world, it turned into a prehistoric land, and the four major continents they now exist are the four fragments of the ancient prehistoric transformation.

just
Apart from these, about Pangu, about Honghuang, an innate god like him does not have a complete memory of the Honghuang world.

This... Logically speaking, it is completely impossible.

Such an obvious question, given their state and the character they should have in this state, it is absolutely impossible not to doubt it.

The innate gods that have existed since the beginning of the Great Desolation have no definite memory about the Great Desolation, or even about Pan Gu who opened up the Great Desolation.

This is definitely a joke that no one will believe.

But such a real joke made them ignore it for an unknown number of years.

It is precisely this point, and it is precisely when Tang Sanzan asked about Pangu and Honghuang that he suddenly realized that he only knew about Pangu and Honghuang, but had no memory related to them, which made him realize Not only his own tree, but he himself may also have problems.

This seems unbelievable, but such a thing actually happened.

And
It seems that he is not the only one, there are not many innate gods in the Three Realms.

Do they seem to be in the same situation as themselves?
Zhen Yuanzi didn't know, and he didn't dare to imagine.

If that is the case, who is it and what kind of power is it that can do such a deceitful thing.

What's more. Could it be that the entire Three Realms, the world they are in, is just a huge deception?

"Ha ha!"

As if sensing Zhen Yuanzi's thoughts, Tang Sanzan shook his head amusedly.

"You people, you haven't fully inherited those people, but you have learned [-]% of the mutual calculation and the darkness of conspiracy theories.

How can there be so much darkness waiting for you?

What's more, if you can make this kind of layout, people will plot against you. What are they planning? "

Zhen Yuanzi: "."

Seeing the sneer on Tang Sanzan's face, Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had nothing to say.

However, no matter who it is, when they know that even their memories may be false, their own existence is false, and they are just a substitute for others, they will not be able to help but think in the direction of conspiracy theories, right?

Tang Sanzun patted Zhen Yuanzi on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, big bosses don't bother to plot against weak scum like us."

Zhen Yuanzi: "." Your frankly comforting words are really unique.

"Ask you a question, answer me seriously."

Tang Sanzun put away the relaxed smile on his face, and looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a serious face.

Zhen Yuanzi subconsciously straightened his body, "What's the problem?"

Tang Sanzan pointed to Zhen Yuanzi, and then to the ginseng fruit tree.

"Do you want the real Zhen Yuanzi back?"

The real Zhenyuanzi is back? ?
Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback.

In terms of memory, he is Zhen Yuanzi, he has the memory of Zhen Yuanzi, he has the same thoughts, the same power, and even the same physical body as Zhen Yuanzi.

The only difference is that his memory is somewhat incomplete compared to the real Zhen Yuanzi.

So, the current him is Zhen Yuanzi, a Zhen Yuanzi who has incomplete memory and cannot fully grasp his own power.

but.
If he could find his true self, how should he choose?
Willing, or not?

Even though that is me, even though I am him in all aspects, whether it is thought, strength, or body, if I really want to become him, how should I choose?

willing?

But if it becomes him, if the real Zhen Yuanzi comes back.

So will he still exist now?
He who has become that Zhen Yuanzi, will he still be him?

Or in other words, to find the real Zhen Yuanzi, what would he have to pay?
Yes. Sacrifice the current self? ?

However, if you do not want
I am him, and to find the real him is actually to have some more complete memories, and the grasp of power is a bit stronger, right?

This seems to be a contradictory proposition for which the answer cannot be debated even through the ages.

It's like, a person is dying and a clone is created.

That clone has all his memories, his mind, everything about him.

But is the cloned him still him?

No one seemed to be able to give an answer, and all Zhen Yuanzi also felt that it seemed difficult for him to make a choice at this time.

Tang Sanzun looked at Zhen Yuanzi, waiting for his answer.

Zhen Yuanzi also looked at Tang Sanzan, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Tang Sanzan didn't hesitate at all, "I'm definitely willing, the memory is complete, the strength becomes stronger, and my thoughts don't change.

Thought is the foundation of a person's independent personality. "

Zhen Yuanzi listened to Tang Sanzan's swear words, and thought for a while, "What you said makes sense, but how can I find myself?"

Tang Sanzan pointed to the ginseng fruit tree, "Get in, and you will be you when you come out."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanzan suspiciously, but Tang Sanzan nodded to Zhen Yuanzi without any strange expression on his face.

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and got into the ginseng fruit tree.

The next moment, the ginseng fruit tree began to grow wildly, and the inscriptions on the eighty ginseng fruits that were originally incomplete began to be perfected little by little.

Tang Sanzun turned his head and glanced at the dumbfounded black skeleton who watched Zhen Yuanzi get into the ginseng fruit tree.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and do it."

(End of this chapter)