My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Chapter 471 A prehistoric spectator is selected as the lucky one

Before Wen Ce Tianzun, did an older era exist?

The man behind the last attempt to cross the universe? ?

Fu Qingjun was stunned in the dark cave, looking at the Forest of Truth.

Behind him, the giant truth of the cave is still whispering, lying in the cave and shaking its head,

"Mortal, you have not left the qualification to be tested by my truth. I am Narsi. When I wake up, the radiation of consciousness will spread to several galaxies and affect all living beings."

Fu Qingjun ignored him.

The extremely high water system rule in the saint rule.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already the biggest opportunity below Tianzun, and it is hard to find.

But Fu Qingjun's vision has been raised very high, and he has never even come into contact with the rules of saints.

After all, his inheritance was the rule of Tianzun from the beginning,

It is the strongest and the best at the beginning, and I didn't look at others.

"If the attributes don't match, then just ignore it."

Abandoning the giant beast, he left the dark cave and set foot in the lush woods,

"That is to say, in the era of Wen Ce Tianzun's birth, there were also prehistoric behind-the-scenes smugglers in his era of truth? Is this the slate left behind?"

It's just that Wen Ce Tianzun himself doesn't know?

Or maybe he met the other party, then defeated him, but kept it a secret?

It is more likely that Wen Ce Tianzun had not had time to cultivate to the seventh level and came to the wall of the universe. Those black hands who smuggled from prehistoric times had some kind of accident on the wall of the universe, or killed each other, and finally died. up?

So at that time, he didn't know at all?

Fu Qingjun kept speculating about various possibilities,

This is a terrible historical mystery.

The history of the cosmic epoch is too long,

To put it simply, it is like one earth dynasty, but there are more than thirty. Because of the transformation, it is difficult to know the distant past time and space through archaeology.

Fu Qingjun kept thinking, goosebumps popping up,

"In other words, I may encounter a prehistoric era that Wen Ce Tianzun has never seen in this original forest of truth!"

Fu Qingjun was a little panicked,

A Wen Ce Tianzun has already shown his scalp numb, and now it's coming again?

It's a big head!

But after the panic,

He suddenly became bewildered.

My own universe is obviously cloned

If the universe is compared to a person, then there is a perfect "cosmic person" cloned according to the body cell data and DNA parameters of the era of truth.

This universe of truth is independent, so why are there still existences that stowed away from more distant prehistoric eras and cloned here? ?

This is unreasonable!

Fu Qingjun was a little puzzled, but he suddenly thought of something.

Before, inexplicably fused with the truth of the universe cicada slough!

Wouldn't it be the data recorded in the real "Truth Cosmic Cicada Slough", complete and perfect rebirth, right?

If so, perhaps it can be explained.

Before, Fu Qingjun also felt that with the integration of the cicada slough, it was like an exquisite clone that suddenly possessed a soul and became a genuine product.

In a sense, isn't this a continuation of the universe of truth?

Or is it rebirth?

To put it more bluntly, this may not be a false repeated universe, but a return to the past.

"Then, before the arrival of Wen Ce Tianzun, there really existed a prehistoric background in this forest of truth." Fu Qingjun walked out of the cave slowly, looking at the vast and gloomy forest stretching as far as the eye can see,

"Well, going back to history, it seems that many interesting historical truths can be found."

They smuggled here,

They hide here in the forest of truth,

It's just that, as prehistoric black hands of the previous generation, they are not as comfortable as Wen Ce Tianzun,

What a miserable life they had!

Wen Ce Tianzun came up, and as soon as the world was created, he smoked crazily, pumping 30% of the rules of the universe, but can they?

They can't!

Although they also smuggled to the next era, wanting to get back their own rules, wanting to smoke like Fu Qingjun, they will immediately encounter the same problem as Fu Qingjun:

If you find that you can't beat the truth creature in a short time, you can't get the rules back!

As a result, I became cold,

The big problem I had at the time seemed to have happened to them perfectly.

"Then, there are two possibilities."

"The first one is that they were indeed here, and then they died for some reason. It is very likely that they smuggled here, in the dangerous forest of truth, but found that they did not have the survival skills of Mr. Pei, but were killed by plants and giants. The beast was killed, and when Wen Ce Tianzun came, they didn't even have any scum, and they didn't know from the beginning to the end."

"The second possibility is that they are indeed here. They met when Tianzun Good Fortune came, and found that although the other party had a difficult life, he was still alive. Then Wen Ce Tianzun, as the protagonist of heaven and earth like me, lived in this difficult forest. Here, everyone played 'Jungle Survival', took advantage of the status of the general trend, pushed the boat along the way, and overthrew the prehistoric existence very smoothly, but concealed it from us."

Regardless of the possibility, it seems to be a short-lived ghost.

Miserable.

Not so miserable,

Fu Qingjun shook his head, sighed for these seniors, and the uneasiness in his heart subsided somewhat.

It seems that Wen Ce Tianzun discovered that this rule is really difficult to extract, so he learned the lesson. It took him two epochs to slowly reform,

In the end, it was easier for me to obtain the rules of Tianzun, and I no longer followed the difficult path of my predecessors.

This is the benefit of learning from history.

"In this way, the behavior and logic of Wen Ce Tianzun's life can be perfectly explained."

He continued to think about it. Although he was a little unwilling to believe it, this was indeed the most reasonable guess.

Suddenly he had another bold idea,

"Wait, these stowaways from the prehistoric universe must come to the Forest of Truth to get back the original rules of Tianzun. If they got the rules that I secretly made, wouldn't they be my dependents?"

Fu Qingjun did the math,

There is a 70% probability that it is his son.

There is a 30% probability that it is Wen Ce Tianzun's rule and is a free man.

Good guy.

Draw a lucky prehistoric audience online, be my son, commonly known as the lucky one.

"In other words, the probability of winning the lottery is a bit high."

Fu Qingjun smiled all over his face,

All of a sudden, I felt inexplicably refreshed.

It depends on the other party's luck. If luck is good, the 30% freedom rule may be a serious problem for one's own confidant. If one has to treat it rigorously, it may even overthrow oneself.

If you are unlucky and get shot at birth, then it is mine, and I will be promoted immediately.

That is the prehistoric black hand existence!

Incomparably powerful, the stalwart overlord of the era! It is the ancient universe era, an emperor who ruled the prehistoric world and suppressed the entire epoch!

Even if the version of the universe is not high, but the IQ and talent, the degree of difficulty is not low.