Into the Immortal Cultivation

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"There is indeed no one in the world-he is not transformed from this or that" individual ". His consciousness comes from many individuals. This group did not have a unified name in the past, and the individual of the world is before the birth. There is no other individual's name, he is just the 'Mixed Demon King'. "

In Mei Gemu's proud laughter, Wang Qi raised his head in surprise, staring at this fairy who had fallen into a frenzy.

——Is it true that the devil is a collective consciousness?

——What's so proud of this?

Seeing through the confusion hidden in Wang Qi's eyes, Mei Gemu became more and more cheerful: "Isn't this what you thought about in your heart? This is a way of trampling on wisdom."

"Mixed World Demon King, of course he is not a" collective consciousness "-he was born from the self-kneading of multiple individuals, which can be regarded as an" individual "thing. His non-declarative memories are destroyed, about the past There is no memory, no memory of the past, no memory of the past emotions. The memory of past experiences-maybe there are, but they contradict themselves? Ah, I do n’t know the specifics. If you want For analysis as 'evidence', just ignore my last sentence. "

Wang Qi looked at him coldly, not talking.

"Ah, of course! Of course! I'm not perverted! I will never kill for the sole purpose of slaughter! Everything is for a noble plan!" Mei Gemu was passionate: "Come, come, come! You and Listen to me! You and me! The birth of the devil is actually for our dreams! Yes, dreams! "

"I have a dream! At this moment, despite being robbed and no longer capable of magic, I still have a dream that is deeply rooted in my Dao heart. I dream that one day, this side of the world will stand up In order to truly realize the true meaning of its creed: "The Great Harmony of the World." I dream that one day, on the Kunlun Mountain in Shenzhou, the old fairy will be able to sit together with the old mortals. I dream that one day, my robber will be able to live in a country that does not judge its own merits by its own merits ...

Wang Qi's mouth twitched downwards: "Oh, you demon, don't spoil good sentences. Although I hate to enforce fair and reverse discrimination, at least I think the people who stood out in the first place to fight for fairness-have essence with you Difference. "

"You don't understand me!" Mei Gemu shouted, holding his head, "You don't understand me! Why don't you understand me! Why do you refuse to understand each other?"

"When I crush you with the power you pursue, I will be able to understand each other." Wang Qi turned his head to cut more pieces of meat from the body of the devil, and collected blood on the ground: "Yes Just talk about any plan, do n’t try to shake my heart-you should be clear, this ca n’t be done at all. ”

"Hoohoo ... hahahaha." Pastor Mei Ge pressed his forehead and smiled sadly: "It's a shame, you still can't understand my ideals ... forget it. For my dream, I I want to understand what is "wisdom", what is "love", what is "spirit", what is "will" ... "

"In the long years of obtaining the Divine Plague Mantra, I have been doing such an attempt to convert 'wisdom', 'will', 'obsession', 'love-hate', and remove these things from 'people' What is left of it? "

"‘ Got the Plague Mantra '... "Wang Qi couldn't help thinking of such a picture. In this invisible environment, full of evil thoughts, forbidding most of the Fa, an insane half fairy, fingers flicking the bare brains-and the faces controlled by these brains are showing all kinds of confusion, Desperate expression.

Then, he realized a little-Mei Gemu might have really done this.

The "darkness" that Wang Qi can imagine can all be realized in the hands of "Meige Mu".

-This is the "bottomless" version of the Battle of Linghuang Island.

"Obtaining the Divine Plague Mantra" was already two years ago. And for two full years, did this guy do this kind of thing?

"After trying again and again, I gradually discovered that the word" heart "is the most wonderful. No matter how carefully you peel off a part, it will cause the overall qualitative change. Similarly, any implants from other The 'part' will also cause unpredictable changes. "

"I have stripped the martial arts of disciples of Wu Ji Tianzong, stripped of the knowledge of disciples of Tianshulou, stripped of the domineering and conviction of disciples of Emperor Ji cracked Tiandao. Although this monk is rare, I have also stripped of their heart for knowledge— —Then plug it back in. My God, it ’s amazing! I feel like I ’m uncovering the secret of my heart! "

Just description, Wang Qi can even guess the other party's idea.

Roughly partition the soul like a hard disk and perform advanced formatting-and Mei Gemu's mentality of seeing others as ants allows him to completely ignore how much information is lost in it. Then, guide the original information in the soul, fill in different partitions, and then simply add and delete, delete, split, transfer ...

"Yes, yes-I hope the other can completely remove my guard against me, and I hope that the barrier between the soul of" I "and" the Other "will disappear ..." Mei Gemu smiled lowly: "Huh Huh, hahaha-I hope to get the hearts of others, and I want to share my ideals. "

Wang Qi nodded his head: "So your ultimate goal is actually this? And your research on the Divine Plague Mantra is not enough to support you to get what is in my mind?"

The latter sentence is nothing but nonsense. If Mei Gemu has been successfully developed, then the purpose of the game itself is not necessary. Mei Gemu does not even need anyone to do research for him, nor does he need to rely on "life threats" to force the geniuses of Jin Fa to develop their potential.

Mei Gemu looked a little ugly. Even if he doesn't care about his personality collapse and completely eats the soul and memory of other monks, he can't really copy the other person's thinking perfectly.

Not to mention Wang Qi, which is regarded as a rare "wisdom" in this Faxian Dao.

If anything is lost in this process, Mei Gemu feels that it will become a regret for tens of years in the future.

"It really can't hide from you, ha ha ha ha." He laughed: "Of course, I will not waste the leftovers after I researched them. I will use all means to go to the heart of the doctor. Heal them. Of course, some will be saved, and I will turn them into constant spirits and store them in the body of the devil. "

"But ah--do you know? When the current personality of the demon king, that is, an individual mixed with many individual residues, appears by accident, a trace of fear will appear in my heart."

Mei Gemu pressed his chest, his face full of incredible.

"Why am I scared? Yes, how similar am I to this poor worm-me, I am not presented by a single individual. I am 'Hong Tian Ma', I am 'Wang Qi', I still Other beings that have been eaten by me. But why should I be afraid? I understood my essence very early on, although I was confused, I did n’t feel inferior for my inferiority, let alone persecution. But I was afraid . "

"Think about it for a long time, and in the end, I understand, brother-that is your fear! But why are you afraid of such a squeezed thing?"

Mei Gemu pointed to the sky: "Don't you think that your existence is not natural?"

The sneer on Wang Qi's face disappeared for the first time.

Well, this is indeed a little fear hidden in his heart-the memory of the previous life.

No one can prove that everything that happened on that azure planet named "Earth" is not his own demon. No one can prove that the unremarkable researcher in his memory really existed.

Lonely card is not established.

But everything that exists on Earth can only come from his "solitary certificate".

If the overall memory of the "Earth" can be confirmed by his knowledge of China and the universe, then the memory of the individual in his previous life is really a solitary evidence.

He was n’t sure whether the “self” in his memory ever existed—is it a true history of another universe? Or is it just like the "Mixed World Demon King", just something that the "power" behind him can squeeze out?

[Mixed World Demon King is the protagonist's heart demon. 】

Mei Gemu smiled.

"Go." The real demon chanted: "Remove the bag around the waist of the demon king! There are not only food for your life, but also the original cheats of blood refining-become stronger, live. Well, finally, stand in front of me! "

"By that time, you might understand."

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Ai Qinglan looked at Wang Qi sitting down in front of himself, a little strange: "Your complexion ... how is it so bad? And it hurts ... what a heavy look?"

"It is not expected to be strong, but it is not so weak." Wang Qi sighed: "In this situation, if you want to defeat the Yuanying monk, you have to pay a certain price."

"By the way, Mei Gemu appeared just now." After Wang Qi was silent for a few seconds, he continued: "He told me something."

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