The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 566

Both the gentleman and the defender have a strange heritage.

They are loosely united around the saint, with the saint as their spiritual leader.

But after a long time, many things will be forgotten.

Especially when the goal that defenders have been looking for never appears, this centrifugal force will increase.

This is also the reason why the saint's control over the twelve doors is getting weaker and weaker.

The twelve sects now say that they are fighting for each other. They have become a system centered on the transcendent and the guardian as the satellite, relatively independent.

Wanting to twist them into a rope is far from what a saint can do with a word.

The true inheritance of the saints is having difficulty performing their duties.

"Before our generation of civilization was born, there were other human civilizations that were very developed." Izumo said slowly.

"Understood, prehistoric civilization!" Zhou Yang frowned when he finished speaking, "Wait, real person, isn't it supposed to cultivate immortality?"

Izumo shook his head: "Where can there be any immortal cultivation in this world? If so, tell me where the immortals are? Similarly, there are no ghosts in this world. Some are just annihilated civilizations."

Izumo said indifferently: "If there are so-called immortal cultivators, then their age will have advanced productivity. Only when the productivity develops to a certain level can human beings discover the secrets of the connection between themselves and nature. Also, , The age of real people,"

"Well said!" Zhou Yang applauded.

Before acquiring the system, as a white-collar worker working in a company, Zhou Yang often read novels and chased TV series in his spare time.

It seems that Yi has something to do with the so-called cultivation of immortals, and the background must be in ancient times.

Today Izumo’s commentary, Zhou Yangtai gave initiation.

"The legends about real people are passed on by word of mouth between the saints, masters and apprentices, so when I come to me, I can only guarantee that what I say is obtained from my previous generation."

"A real person is a group of humans who have mastered cutting-edge technology. Their consciousness and body exist in a state that we cannot understand. He can appear in front of you at any time or disappear in the next second. His voice is always present. May appear in your mind."

"They are like fairy tales, but I guarantee they are not."

"In the inheritance of the saints, predictions are made for real people-real people will return to our world, and the saints are a guide."

"All the content we recite is the knowledge left by real people, which is far beyond our world to enter the city."

Izumo looked at Zhou Yang with a pious face: "You can read the content left by a real person, you are the destined heir to the saint."

"I am not!" Zhou Yang shook his head and refused, "If I can, I would rather not be a gentleman."

"My ideal is to earn a small amount of money, and to live this life comfortably. I don't want to take over." Zhou Yang shook his head and waved his hand, and refused without hesitation.

There is a system close to him, nothing to show off, a skill to be acquired, and a good life.

What kind of guardian, what kind of gentleman, what kind of true saint, making such a fantasy, it is really exhausting.

If it were not for immortality, his trip to England would be called a sieve.

Even if the system allows him to accept it, he will not do it.

Don't do it.

"Give me the book!" Zhou Yang reached out for the book.

Izumo smiled and gave Zhou Yang the book ground. When the two sides handed over, Izumo suddenly slipped on Zhou Yang's hand with the sharp position of the iron chain.

"Hi, what are you doing?" Zhou Yang looked at Izumo in amazement.

Izumo grabbed his bleeding finger directly and squeezed a drop of blood onto the page of the book.

Let me go. Are you trying to "recognize the Lord"?

After a few seconds, Zhou Yang's wound was healed, and the drop of blood dripped on the page of the book and penetrated in.

"Haha!" Izumo laughed, "Now, only you can open this book. If you don't answer it, who will answer it?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback and handed the book to Qiao Shu, who fiddled with it for a long time, but the book did not respond.

"Can't open!" Qiao Shu was helpless.

Is there such an operation?

Zhou Yang was stupid.

When there is no blood dripping, anyone can open it, but when the blood drips, only oneself can open it?

"Zhou Yang, in the inheritance of the saint, this book is a wonderful existence. In addition to recording the knowledge of real people, it is also a tool for summoning real people... Starting from the drop of blood, you can see the book All the content, at the same time, if a real person exists in this world, he will accept your call."

Zhou Yang was completely speechless, and it sounded like he was about to gather seven dragon **** to summon the Great Demon King to appear.

"The book is yours. Since you can understand the inheritance of a real person, then the next saint is naturally you."

"The place of inheritance of the saint is..." Izumo just about to say, Zhou Yang blocked his mouth.

"Stop talking!" Zhou Yang firmly covered the old man's mouth, "I don't want to know where."

Slowly let go of his hand, and Izumo smiled: "Zhou Yang, it's yours after all, you can't hide it!"

"Do you think the inheritance of the saint is to recite those contents? No... every saint has some foresight ability. Although the methods used are different, they all have this ability. Otherwise, how can the saint find a successor?"

"And you, have been in my foresight for many years."

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes: "Old man, please let me go. I really don't want to be a saint, like the leader of X. I just want to be a beautiful man quietly."

"The gentleman of the previous generation of Shenzimen is my eldest disciple, and the token of Shenzimen is what he left to you according to my intentions! Look, I saw you more than 30 years ago Exists, and you still get it after all. This is destiny."

Qiao Shu's eyes straightened.

The saint, the spiritual leader of the defender, the most qualified person in the world to approach a real person, Zhou Yang kept pushing forward.

And the Izumo saint had to throw Zhou Yang away.

These two people are no more.

...

After a period of flying, the helicopter became a model of a private jet, flying over the ocean.

Qiao Shu was okay, after all, he was mentally prepared.

But Saint Izumo was a little surprised.

The old man knelt on the ground, touching the floor of the plane cautiously with both hands, looking horrified.

It's no wonder that something the size of a Rubik's Cube has such a powerful function.

Finally, after entering the territorial waters of Xia State, the Rubik's Cube turned into a ship.

Qiao Shu notified Guo Tianhua's people in the East China Sea, and the other party's ship would meet them at sea.

Zhou Yang learned that Guo Tianhua and the others had finished the sweep and were rushing back to Xia Guo, so he was relieved, found a beach with no one, collected the Rubik's Cube boat, and turned it into a Martin car, and drove all the way back home.

The book has become his private property, and the task of the system has to be completed.

Zhou Yang is very interested in the content of the book.

The thought that there was ever a stronger civilization on this planet than it is now, will give birth to a yearning heart.