My mythical world

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Jiang Ping stood up and let out a breath. At this time, he felt sticky all over his body. After a closer look, he realized that his clothes were soaked. Jiang Ping simply took off his clothes and took a shower.

Hua Hua

The comfortable hot water flowed on Jiang Ping's body, taking away not only the dirt, but also the fatigue after transformation. Jiang Ping felt better than ever at this time. He looked in the mirror and saw that there were no wrinkles on his smooth face, and the skin all over his body had also changed. It must be thin and tender.

"I'm rejuvenated." Looking at his appearance in the mirror, Jiang Ping smiled.

At this time, he looks like a 16-year-old teenager. This time he took the longevity potion and completed a huge transformation!

The greatest function of the longevity potion is to activate cells and transform the whole body. At this time, Jiang Ping vaguely felt that the activity of his cells had greatly increased.

"What is my current maximum lifespan?" He couldn't help but ask Genesis.

"According to your current physical condition, if nothing happens, you can live to 200 years." Genesis replied.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but laugh. This is a lifespan of more than a hundred years! People without thought, he must worry about.

It can be said that as long as Jiang Ping puts the longevity potion up for auction, it can easily be sold for a sky-high price of tens of billions!

How many top tycoons are flocking to them? Isn’t it because so many emperors from ancient times to the present have become mediocre in their later years because they are not destined to die soon?

From this point alone, Jiang Ping can be said to have surpassed everyone. However, Jiang Ping currently has no ability to protect himself, and it is impossible for him to auction such spiritual objects. Now he almost regards money as dirt.

After the transformation, Jiang Ping was extremely happy. He looked at the original world again. This time, Lianshan once again entered the old age of his second life. Can he still surprise himself?

In Lianshan's second life, most of his energy was devoted to studying the Slate of Truth. Although the tablet itself was taken away, an unknown number of runes were burned into it, and everyone could recite the Nine-Nine Song.

Even because this was handed down from the Creator God, other powerful monsters also recited every sentence.

"One to one makes one, one to two makes two, one to three makes three." The song spread throughout the primitive world, and countless creatures are trying to figure out its secrets.

Gradually, the use of multiplication tables was explored one by one. Is it just a simple counting method? Many people don’t believe it, including Ren Wang Lianshan, there must be a deep meaning in this!

While the world was studying "Nine-Nine Songs", a big event happened. A splinter tribe was found in Lianshan. Unexpectedly, the clan's treasure, the Slate of Truth, had long since disappeared!

When he heard the bad news, it was reported that the human king was so angry that his whole head was shaken with a bang, and he was knocked unconscious from anger!

From then on, Lianshan's health deteriorated day by day!

Wu You who ran away back then has already died of old age, and no one wants to hold him accountable!

"The unworthy descendants are unworthy of the late king! They actually lost the most precious treasure given by the gods!" Lianshan shed tears after waking up!

This is the king of men! He has suffered countless scars in his life, and has never bowed his head to complain. He even broke the barrier between life and death, developed a potion of longevity, and lived a second life!

Lianshan's head turned white overnight, and then he gave an order with red eyes: "Inform the whole world, no matter which ethnic group you belong to, as long as you find the Slate of Truth, the human race will always protect it, the ethnic group will not be destroyed, and your life will be worry-free!"

He paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "If you are found to have hidden treasure, you are the enemy of the entire human race! Our race will do our best to recover it!"

Following the Human King's order, everyone knew that the God-given Slate of Truth was missing, and the human race's promise moved the hearts of many ethnic groups.

The hearts of other powerful races are also beating fast. If their own race gets the treasure, can they surpass the human race and dominate the earth?

The entire primitive world shook, and killings and disputes began. The strong humans almost went crazy. However, they never expected that the Slate of Truth was thousands of meters deep underground!

Deep underground, in the grand and exquisite mother nest, the queen ant turned her compound eyes and studied the Slate of Truth for several months.

"One to one makes one, one to two makes two." Are these tadpole words just a way of notation? It should contain part of the truth in the world.

The always wise queen ant was also confused. Even after so many years of research by the powerful human race, she could not figure it out. In the end, she could only keep the slate well and take it out from time to time to study and figure out, hoping to find out the secret.

Are the things left behind by the Creator God ordinary things? Not to mention anything else, just the material alone, the Queen Ant can be attacked by the hardest metal soldier ants, but it can't leave any scratches on it!

Humanity went crazy after losing the treasure. In order to prevent the human race from finding out the truth, the ant queen decisively ordered the ant colonies on the surface to withdraw, abandon their long-established surface base, and return to the dark depths of the underground to lurk.

The strong men of the human race started a bloody storm around the world, even the depths of the ocean were affected, and the whole world was dyed red with blood. Jiang Ping felt that all the points he had used to create immortality materials had been restored.

He also didn't expect that a stone slab that was just made casually could cause such a killing and catastrophe, which was almost comparable to the catastrophe of the Minor Era.

It's a pity that no one got the Slate of Truth in the end. The old Lianshan could no longer defy the will this time. The bodies of living things are resistant to medicine. The longevity potion can only be taken once, no matter how much it is, it will be useless.

Before he died, he told the next generation of kings to find the treasure!

The third generation king is named Cangnan. He is quite intelligent. Like Lianshan, he has studied the tadpole text of the Slate of Truth for many years. It is reported that he can recite the "Nine-Nine Songs" completely as early as the age of five.

It was precisely because of his profound understanding of Jiujiuge that he was able to defeat many opponents and ascend to the throne of the Human King. After Cangnan ascended the throne, he vigorously repaired alliance relations.

In his later years, Lianshan made enemies with countless powerful tribes on the continent for the Slate of Truth, causing the human race to decline greatly. However, Cangnan adopted a policy of recuperation. He believed that the knowledge contained in the Slate of Truth was important, not the slate itself.

He devoted his life to studying the Nine-Nine Songs, combining the insights left by countless predecessors, and gradually, a little truth was brewing in his belly.

Unfortunately, this was not overnight, but for decades. He thought from his youth to old age, with a head full of sparse white hair. He didn't know how much hair he had lost. Even if he took various precious medicinal herbs all year round, it was useless.

He became bald, but not stronger.

One day, he walked to the bank of the Huang River while thinking. He looked at the flowing river and sighed: "I have been mediocre all my life. I am almost dead, and I have not understood the Nine-Nine Songs. I am really ashamed of the trust of my people."

Suddenly, he saw an old man sitting on a rock next to him, who seemed to be carefully looking at the rushing river.

Cangnan asked in confusion: "Old man, there is nothing on the surface of the Huanghe River, what are you looking at?"

The old man looked up at him and said: "I am looking at why the river water flows from high places and why it gathers in low-lying places."

Cangnan laughed, "It is not the simplest truth that water flows to low places, how come you don't even understand this."

The old man also laughed, "I am talking to you, you are not young anymore, why do you think it is natural for water to flow to low places, there must be something we don't understand."

Cangnan was shocked, and he immediately bowed his head and said: "I hope the wise man will teach me."

The old man said slowly: "What can I teach you , but the rising and setting of the sun, spring, summer, autumn and winter in the world are not taken for granted, there are all kinds of reasons in them,

I saw the Nine-Nine Song you just chanted, in my opinion, the world is like the numbers in the Nine-Nine Song, the world is made up of numbers. "

Cangnan suddenly felt a buzz in his head, and suddenly he had a great enlightenment, "The simplest phenomenon in the world has various trajectories to follow, and all of this can be solved with numbers. The Nine-Nine Song is the simplest formula for calculating the truth!"

With Cangnan's sudden enlightenment, he looked at the whole world differently. The simplest changes originally contained unchanging truths in his eyes. He was about to thank the old man.

When he looked up, where was there someone? Cangnan looked around blankly, not knowing whether the scene just now was a fantasy he had been thinking about, or whether there was really such a person.

Suddenly he knelt down to thank the heaven and earth, and finally knelt down to the mother river.

Jiang Ping was hiding beside him. Seeing Cangnan's actions, he smiled and said, "The seeds have been given to you. It depends on you how far you can go."

The Jiujiu Song can be traced back to the ancient Fuxi. It contains some truths about the changes in the world. From these simple numbers, the law of the decline and death of all things can be deduced.

Then Jiang Ping cast his eyes deep underground.

"These little guys are also restless. It seems that the two tribes are destined to have a war to decide the ownership of the original world."

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