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Fu Qingjun's plan gradually took shape in his mind,

It's not complicated to say,

The opponent seems to have an overwhelming advantage at present,

But even though he is the protagonist of the general trend, he was beaten as the biggest and most evil villain in the world, and was spit on by everyone!

This is unprecedented!

At the same time, in Fu Qingjun's view, it was also the opponent's biggest weakness.

"The benefits are relative. His status as an old man Wen Ce Tianzun has been ignored, perfectly hidden, almost reaching the top of the universe, but also because of this old man, he is considered a villain."

"There are pros and cons."

"And I will use his disadvantages to calculate him."

"As long as someone, or even myself, is bewitched to become the God of Creation, as a young hero of the new era! Guide all living beings to overthrow his evil and decay! Overthrow him, the Green Tea God!"

He, Fu Qingjun, really wanted to build momentum, create a general trend, and become the protagonist of this general trend.

And the name of this general trend is: human potential.

"Wen Ce Tianzun took advantage of the power of heaven to become the protagonist of the big trend, and he fought against it with the power of people. This may be the only chance of winning!"

"After all, in the vast history of the universe, people's hearts are the most unpredictable. If I can use the power of human power, maybe I can completely conquer the sky."

"I am engulfing the vast torrent of life in the entire universe, confronting his son of destiny, and inducing them to continue to beat him into a villain. All the strong think that if they don't kill him, they will die!"

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, feeling as if he was sitting down to play chess with his old enemy, Wen Ce Tianzun again.

He still doesn't know that Wen Ce Tianzun is a fake,

After all, he and Wen Ce Tianzun secretly fought against each other many times before, but in fact, the number of times they actually met was only a few times, and it is normal not to recognize each other.

"The two of us seem to have changed the away game, changed our identities, and then played the second game. He heard that Ce Tianzun was playing black chess, but he lost. Now they are facing each other, changing seats, and it's Fu Qingjun's turn. Come play black."

Thinking about it this way,

Fu Qingjun was quite interested,

The two most tyrannical existences in the universe, transcending the long river of time, overlook the entire long epoch of the universe, taking the heaven, earth and universe as the chess game, and the past and future trends as the chess pieces.

"If I can really fool the common people and let them go to Wen Ce Tianzun, relying on the number of people and power to crush the opponent, then it may not be impossible to fight!"

Fu Qingjun has made a decision after thinking up to this point.

His mood suddenly calmed down, and he sat drinking tea in Miao Chuntang's old Fu Qingjun's room again. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he couldn't help but say:

"Yes, this may be called"

"Father depends on others.

"

After all, the common people in the entire universe are their own dependents, and using them to encircle Wen Ce Tianzun is exactly what they want

Although, most of them have left now, it is already a vain name.

But similar images still popped up in my mind.

Isn't the scene where the gourd baby saves grandpa a typical father's power? There are seven gourd babies under his command, and whoever dares to deal with him will have a lot of children shouting:

"Let go of my grandpa!"

"Let go of my grandpa!"

Fu Qingjun's thoughts became unfocused for no reason, and he wandered to the horizon.

Even he couldn't help feeling that he might be old, thinking about messy things.

"However, even though I said that, I must take a big risk when I operate it in detail."

Fu Qingjun frowned,

"Taking those heroes and heroes of the universe as fools is absolutely impossible. I have to come up with conclusive evidence to convince everyone of me, and even, I will be reborn as the God of Creation!"

Fu Qingjun thought for a while, then went downstairs again,

"The key part of my plan is the small horn."

"I can only use what I have left in advance."

"The prehistoric memory fragments of the 'Immortal World Honored and Prosperous' I gave her before, and the hidden backhand left before, can just be awakened."

the other side.

lie

Lying!

The little trumpet returned to the room and played the suona loudly without any worries, very happy.

Although she also watched the scene of Wen Ce Tianzun being besieged and crusaded, she didn't want to study too much. She was too lazy to use her brain and just liked ordinary things.

The fun of small speakers is just that unpretentious.

"Hey, after eating delicious food, Little Trumpet is going to take a nap." Little Trumpet's schedule is very regular.

After she fell asleep, she dreamed of some memory fragments again, the impression of herself as the first immortal Shizun Shisheng in prehistory.

She was actually in a dream, and also dreamed of a prehistoric scene, a scene of eating with Brother Fu in the cafeteria, and she was also bouncing around the dining table playing the suona.

Besides this, there are other bits and pieces.

Crash!

The little speaker suddenly opened his eyes again, nana said: "I recalled some prehistoric memories again? Wait, in prehistoric me, as the Immortal World Honored One, how could I also know Brother Fu? We were the same back then as we are now? "

She is stupid.

Brother Fu, how could he be in prehistoric times with him? At that time, more than thirty epochs ago, at the very beginning of the universe, he was the Immortal World-Honored One, but where was Brother Fu?

She usually doesn't use her brain, but now that it's about Brother Fu, she can't help but use her brain.

However, no matter how much she thought, she couldn't figure out why. After all, Fu Qingjun left her with too few memories!

No matter how high the intelligence is, it is impossible to see anything through a memory fragment.

In fact, Fu Qingjun really just left this memory image as a backup.

Originally, I wanted to use it as a backhand, but if it was a last resort, when life and death were at stake, and I couldn't hide behind the scenes, and wanted to show up with my true identity to deal with certain enemies, I would use this backhand

Let yourself have the right and proper time to play.

But in front of him, he never imagined that the heroes of the new era had just started fighting for two rounds, and he was forced to start appearing in real body, officially responding to the robbery.

"Brother Fu, could it be possible that prehistoric is also someone powerful?"

Little Trumpet murmured, and immediately said excitedly: "I'll just say it! Brother Fu and Little Trumpet are so close, sweet in the cafeteria every day, they both like ordinary life, they must have known each other in previous lives!"

So, Xiao Trumpan finally stopped thinking about problems with his butt, and began to think excitedly with his brain:

And her mind, how terrifying?

Inherited all the legacy of the truly indestructible World Honored One, his wisdom shines through the past!

Who is Big Brother Fu?

Obviously, he was also living in prehistoric times, smuggled into this future with himself,

But not only does he not know the identity of Big Brother Fu, but with Big Brother Fu's current state, he probably doesn't know Little Trumpet at all, otherwise he would have known Little Trumpet a long time ago!

"Brother Fu, who is it? What is the connection with Little Trumpet's previous life?"

"The little horn doesn't remember the past, I just remember that the little horn was the only influence, and it was called the master of Fu at that time."

She couldn't figure it out for a while, so she couldn't help but expand the scope of the search, combining the information and clues of the entire universe, and constantly calculating, looking for possible existence.

Suddenly, she thought of a key point:

That mysterious Immortal Heavenly Court Qingjun Guoshi!

"National teacher Qingjun, also called Qingjun, and he also likes to accept apprentices, likes to eat, and also likes to ask other people to play suona for him. He has exactly the same personality and hobbies!"

She thought it through.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with Qingjun Guoshi, I have to go find him!" Little Trumpet thought, "Maybe I know the mystery of my own life experience."????div

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