Thinking of this, when Kun Yu looked at these artifacts again, he felt a hint of a different meaning.

I don't know if it's the reason for the improvement of perception, Kun Yu found that these seemingly decorative lines, staring at them carefully for a long time, have a familiar charm.

This familiar and unfamiliar feeling made it difficult for Kun Yu to grasp for a while.

After thinking about it for a long time with his eyes closed, Kun Yu remembered in an instant, where did this charm come from.

Not long ago, when Kun Yu tried to wave the thin line in front of him, he had that inexplicable charm in his mind for a moment.

It's natural, or ......

Destiny!

As soon as this word came out, Kun Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

The thoughts in my head flowed like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and one thought after another came out of my mind.

If that strange thin line represents not a creature, but an independent destiny, doesn't it feel right?

Unsure of what he was thinking, Kun Yu looked at the textured artifact again with this thought.

At this glance, Kun Yu really saw something different.

On the jade cup, there is no trace of chiseling and carving, the cup mouth is round and full, and the lines are smooth, so you can clearly find the starting point and the end point.

In this river, where even flames cannot be used, and it is still at the bottom of the Stone Age, there is no way to make such a high-precision jade cup by hand.

There is a more fatal question, what is the role of the cup?

Kun Yu didn't think about this question at first, maybe it was because of habit, or maybe it was because of forgetting, anyway, when he saw this cup, Kun Yu didn't think about it.

But now that I think about it, the answer to this question is ridiculous.

The original use of cups was to be used as containers for liquids.

And where was Kun Yu when he found this jade cup?

The bottom of the river!

Creatures that don't live in water drink water from cups.

By the same token, what is this iron piece of iron like a weighing stone used for?

In a primitive world where there was no uniform unit of measurement, a scale used as a standard measure was not a bit redundant.

If you want to say that this is not a scale, just a simple piece of iron, then Kun Yu really has to rub his eyes.

A trapezoidal three-dimensional iron block has a semi-arc hollow iron nose on it, what is this not a weighing stone?

With this thought, Kun Yu looked at the things in this room, and inexplicably felt a little panicked.

Far from being like objects naturally generated by heaven and earth, these things are more like they have been carefully processed by powerful techniques.

Every process of each item is carefully designed, even the direction, angle, and texture direction are carefully designed.

It's as subtle as this thing should be.

It's like it was meant to be.

Kun Yu's scales and armor all stood up, and he couldn't stop hairing in his heart.

What exactly are these things?

How these things exist at the bottom of this wild river, why these things have survived to this day, and why they ended up in their own hands.

Is there an invisible hand at work in all of this?

Kun Yu's eyes appeared in front of a big hand as white as jade, gently moving the dense thin thread.

The vibrating thin line drives the surrounding thin line to vibrate slowly as well.

Eventually, some of the threads broke, while others became thicker.

Leaning on the stone chair, Kun Yu inhaled hard, and his whole body was covered with cold.

Suddenly, a voice came to mind.

"If you want to go against the sky, you are on the wrong path. ”

Kun Yu's pupils dilated, and he seemed to understand the meaning of what Emperor Ying meant when he said this.

Could it be that the reason why Emperor Ying didn't dare to say it casually was because he had already discovered something?

In other words, Emperor Ying knows what the inside story is, and these inside stories are so heavy that even with the strength of the quasi-emperor, he can't bear it.

If you make a bold guess, the white hand that appeared in the dream was actually dreamed of by Emperor Ying and them, and they even knew what was going on.

Or, that hand is the one you want to reverse......

World?!!

No wonder, no wonder, no wonder.

Kun Yu began to whisper in his mouth.

"No wonder you are on the wrong path, but in fact, no matter how you go, you won't be on the right path, because as long as the creatures in this world, every step you take, is under the control of the world. ”

"The path I'm taking now may be caused by the world fluctuating my thin line, and everything I'm doing now seems to be my own will, but in fact it's fate......"

"Therefore, the world is not afraid of biological rebellion at all, because it may even be the result of the world's own planning, and it wants to have a rebel, so there will be a rebel. ”

"Is that really unsolvable?"

At this moment, the bright light in Kun Yu's eyes disappeared, the churning flame in his heart was extinguished, and a sense of confusion and helplessness surged up.

Is the plan that I have been planning and the efforts I have made to achieve it just that the world has already arranged it?

So why am I fighting so hard?

This is true in life and death.

Life and death have been planned in advance, everything is left to him, why bother to work hard?

Consciousness began to sink, the rolling energy was stagnating, and the blood in his body began to freeze.

A wave of death came up.

At this moment, it was as if the whole world was beginning to collapse.

Kun Yu began to wonder why he was struggling so desperately, if he died after being drained of energy, wouldn't he also die.

Why are you struggling, just to let the world control you a little longer?

Or that since all this is arranged by this world, whether you die or not, when you die is arranged, maybe the world sees itself as fun, and doesn't want to let yourself disappear so quickly.

Sadness, distress, denial.

All the negative emotions came up, instinct and reason were completely suppressed by this negative emotion, and the whole body began to stagnate.

Only the fish beads are still running steadily and slowly.

In the fish beads, after a few tosses, the red fish has completely fallen asleep, and there is not a trace of waves in the calm pond.

In the dark earth, a touch of ice blue is swaying.

After so much time, this seed of the core transformation of the octopus soul finally grew a small fruit that was not big.

The fruit is the color of the octopus soul, ice blue and clear.

As Kun Yu took the initiative to turn off the functions of his body, this ice-blue fruit began to grow gradually.

The negative breath sways back and forth in the body, and the breath merges into the body's energy, forming the negative energy that is substantialized. The negative energy of materialization is also transmitted to the fish beads.

A trace of dark gray negative energy rippled in the Yuzhu space, and the ice-blue fruit moved slightly, and this trace of negative energy seemed to be attracted, revolving around the ice-blue fruit.

As the negative energy accumulated, a dark gray air mass formed around the ice-blue fruit.

As the air mass slowly rotated, the other negative energies in the body that were scurrying around were attracted.

At the end of the day, none of the negative energy generated can keep up with the attraction.

In the center of the negative energy, the ice-blue fruit is getting bigger and bigger, and a trace of dark gray negative energy is absorbed by the fruit like a tonic.

The fruit became heavier and heavier, bending the whole plant, and just as the fruit was about to hit the ground, there was a soft sound.

The husk shattered, and a crystal clear, spherical crystal appeared in the fishball space.

The spherical crystal that broke out of the shell was surrounded by colorful mist, and the negative energy wrapped around it began to move towards the spherical crystal at an extremely fast speed.

As more and more negative energy was absorbed, the colorful mist that was next to the crystal became even thicker.

The crystals began to rise upwards, and gradually, the crystals rose higher and higher until they stopped at the highest point of the Yuzhu space.

The thick colorful mist began to spread, and a thin layer of colorful clouds appeared in the entire Yuzhu space.

A rainbow looms in the clouds.

Kun Yu, who exuded death all over his body, suddenly felt a chill in his head.

Kun Yu, who had no thoughts, felt that this coolness was gradually expanding.

A sharp will, with a breath that cut through everything, pierced the negative energy in the body.

The death will around him disappeared in an instant like a mist seeing the sun.

The muddy head also began to clear.

Reason regained its possession of the brain, and the energy in the body began to roll naturally.

A sonorous voice appeared in my mind.

"I'm not a person from this world, how can you control my life and death in this world?"

"I've already died once, why should I care about life and death, maybe I can go back after dying here. ”

"My plans, my ideas, were brought from other worlds, and I don't believe the world can know that. ”

"He didn't know it, and I did it, which shows that the will of the world can't fully interfere with my actions. ”

"From now on, this world will only follow behind me, and I want to teach this world a lesson!"

The rich fighting spirit covers the whole body, and the hot blood flows non-stop.

No matter what the reason is, Kun Yu at this time seems to have more motivation and vitality than usual.