Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Jiuyang Zhenren's coffin board was blown to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light emitted from Master Jiuyang's coffin.

A few seconds later, a translucent golden light avatar appeared in front of Chu Tian.

After seeing this man's face, Chu Tian recognized him immediately.

He is the Master Jiuyang, the person who was chosen by the God of Creation before him.

I saw him walking out of the coffin fiercely, looking around, and then walked down the steps directly.

"Hello, my next one."

As he said this, Master Jiuyang showed a smile on his face.

Chutian looked at Master Jiuyang in front of him, feeling both surprised and confused.

He didn't know why Jiuyang Zhenren would stay here to have a clone, and this clone actually recognized his identity from the moment it was transmitted.

"No need to be surprised. I set up this distraction here just to wait for you."

The clone of Master Jiuyang said again.

But Chu Tian couldn't help being stunned again.

To wait for yourself?

"I remember my mission, which is to tell you something."

The clone was talking, but the words were normal, but he stopped.

"But, I feel that my power seems to have been weakened and suppressed a lot, so I may not be able to tell you the complete truth."

Chu Tian couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

Power has been weakened and suppressed?

He immediately looked at himself, because Chu Tian understood that it was probably the Creator God in his body who was causing trouble.

But Chu Tian still kept as calm as possible and looked at the clone in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Chu Tian decided to ask what he most wanted to know the answer to in his heart.

"What is the truth?"

After hearing this, the clone closed his eyes thoughtfully and pondered there without speaking.

After a minute or two, he slowly looked at Chu Tian.

"I remember that I retained a lot of this part, but my power is suppressed now, so I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Chu Tian's heart suddenly went cold.

"fine."

Chu Tian said and smiled lightly.

But even though I say this, deep down in my heart, I can't help but feel sadness and despair.

"I'll tell you everything I can remember."

The clone said again.

"I was created to deliver all this news to you."

Then, the clone took a deep breath, looked at Chu Tian, ​​and began to speak.

"I don't remember most of the things, but I still remember some vague things, some concepts, and some metaphors."

"Then, it's like a line. If you stand in one place, you can see the entire line, so this line is meaningless."

"There are many lines, but they are just lines. They are fixed and have no freedom at all. They are sad things that are firmly fixed in the frame. They cannot even be called living things!"

"If everything is hypocritical, can hypocrisy be called truth?"

Listening to these words, Chu Tian vaguely felt that he had heard them somewhere before, but he could not remember them.

It may not be the exact same words, but the meaning is very close.

And that last sentence.

"If everything is hypocritical, can hypocrisy be called truth?"

He remembered this sentence, which was what the old Zerg told him.