"The end of the abyss...... Yuan Kong?" muttered to the Writing Section, savoring it.

Zuo Mu nodded, no longer hesitated, and opened his mouth to say his speculation: "Yes, this person claims to be a friend of Fan Ming, and he also said that he has slept from the ancient times to the present world...... Don't you think it's a bit illogical?"

"Actually, I'm aware ......of it," the Writing Section frowned, and said, "He claims to be an ancient man, but his combat power is ...... But it's not as powerful as it seems. ”

"So what do you think...... He's not primeval?"

"The juniors are just guessing, and I hope the seniors will make it clear. ”

Zuomu shook his head, sighed, and said: "Alas, how can I talk about anything explicit, I'm just a remnant soul with a missing memory, at most I can give you some clues, specific answers...... It's up to you to find out for yourself. ”

"Senior, there is something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it. The writing department seemed to realize that at this time, the left eye had already guessed the general situation, so he hurriedly asked.

After hearing this, Zuo Mu glanced at him deeply, and continued: "First of all, do you think that he is not an ancient person, but judging from the aspect of combat power, but you must know that the ancient people are tens of thousands of years old, and the cultivation methods are not the same, coupled with the sparse aura of the present world, his combat power does not live up to the ancient posture, but it is also reasonable......"

After listening to it, the writing department knew that the previous speculation had entered a misunderstanding, but after listening to the puzzles, he roughly understood the original situation, so he subconsciously nodded secretly.

"According to the historical records of my lifetime, in the era of Fanming, there was no so-called corpse clan, so ......"

"So, the corpse clan is just a façade made up by Yuan Kong out of thin air......" The Writing Section suddenly realized, and he picked up the words of the left eye, and continued, "His true identity...... Not really!"

"Yes, there is a possibility, but there is another possibility, and that is...... He wasn't sure who he was!"

As soon as these words came out, the text department couldn't help but think of the punishment of the nine demons who had lost their memory for more than ten years when they were in Fengjin Town, and the captain of the city guard team of Fengjin Town-Xuan Lei.

If Zuo's speculation is correct, the real situation of Yuan Kun is very likely to be the same as Xuan Lei at that time.

So if you think about it carefully, the time when Yuan Kun was born in the present world was just when the disaster of five hundred years of reincarnation was coming......

And in this reincarnation disaster, there is a prophecy that the primeval demon king Fanming will return......

Suppose that the time point of Fan Ming's return was in the process of this reincarnation disaster, and there was a slight deviation during this period, which caused him to return a few days earlier, and as a result, he made a mistake and lost his memory......

Thinking of this, the writing department gasped, and a very bold guess burst out of his head, but he didn't dare to say it for a while......

Between the soul of the text department and the remnant soul in the body, the memory is shared, and his thoughts are seen in his left eye, and the conclusion he finally draws is basically exactly the same as his own conjecture!

"But...... Have you paid any attention......" Zuo Mu suddenly spoke, "After that Yuan Kun returned, he rescued you, and claimed to be Fan Ming's good brother, which is enough to prove that he has some memories of Fan Ming......"

"Senior...... What do you want to express?" After listening to Zuo Mu's words, the Writing Section felt that there seemed to be some loopholes in his previous conjecture.

"He remembered Fan Ming, and said that you look very similar to Fan Ming, if your previous guess was correct, do you think...... What does this mean?" asked the left eye a very serious question.

After hearing this, he instantly understood the meaning of Zuo Yuan's words, and he muttered with a little horror: "Could it be...... Takeaway?"

"This possibility is not ruled out...... Still, with this guy, it's better to be careful. ”

"Yes, thank you for telling me. ”

"Also, if you go to the Demon Realm one day, don't forget to look for the Abyss, although I have the memory of exploring most of the Demon Realm in my lifetime, but...... But I'm pretty sure I've never encountered ...... This legend is the place where the Buddha is written. ”

"Good. ”

After that, the spirit of the Writing Department returned to the main body from the world of spiritual consciousness, and he was still sitting cross-legged in the small cave outside the water tribe, and only the birds and insects could be heard around him, and he was not disturbed.

Although it has been a long time for the subjective feelings, in fact, for the outside world, not too long has passed.

After the divine consciousness of the writing department returned to the main body, he did not get up, he froze in place, carefully sorting out the information he had just learned.

After all, whether it is the secret history between the ancient demon king Fanming and the Kingdom of God, or the speculation of the true identity of the Abyss and Yuan Kong, it has a big impact on this young man who has only been in existence for more than 20 years.

Today's writing department has long passed the age of being young and frivolous, and the courage that was once fearless and daring to be the enemy of the entire continent has long been washed away by time and no longer exists......

With the increase in the number of secrets, he gradually became a group of people at the core of the continent, floating in the whirlpool of reincarnation disasters that have been handed down for five hundred years in the primeval period, in the form of the embers of the end of the world......

But he didn't notice that a group of incredible characters seemed to be slowly gathering around him, but all of them were secretly accumulating strength, just to one day, they could set off stormy waves and disrupt this world!

After waking up, he was still meditating, when suddenly a word came from the side and interrupted his thoughts......

"Hey, that guy, isn't dead yet!"

Listening to this immature voice, the writing department knew that it was the old monster who pretended to be young in the phantom flute, so he opened his eyes, looked at it, and said, "I'm still alive for the time being, do I have any advice from my predecessors?"

Looking at the guy in front of him who was still pretending to be a gentleman after playing with himself, Phantom Flute really didn't have a good feeling, and said angrily: "We have no grudges in the past and no hatred today, you quickly return the ability to me, and let me out." ”

？？？

As soon as these words came out, the writing department was confused......

It's okay to let it out, it's all over when the energy cage is lifted, but what does it mean to give the ability back to you?

I was able to seize the ability, but I didn't rob you, so what's the matter, it's a porcelain?

"Senior, do you know...... Is this behavior of yours called anything in this world?"

"What?"

"Extortion!" said the Writing Section word by word.

Hearing this, the phantom flute was angry, if he hadn't woken up and found that the ability was gone, he would have broken this broken cage and ran out!

"How do you speak! What is the word extortion in the present world, it was not good or not five hundred years ago!"

Listening to the other party's rebuttal that focused on the wrong point, the writing department pursed his lips disdainfully, and said helplessly: "I said that this five-hundred-year-old grandmother, I don't have the ability to seize you, what do you want me to give you back?"

"Who do you say are old! You're an old grandmother! Your whole family is an old grandmother!"

"Well, whatever you want. The writing department found that his thoughts were not on the same channel as this elderly little Lori at all, so he simply sighed, bent down and picked up Mu Mu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and walked towards the outside of the cave.

"Stop!" roared angrily, but to no avail, after all, he had lost his abilities, and he couldn't even break through the energy cage that held him.

Hearing this, the Writing Section finally realized that the other party might have lost his ability as she said, so he turned around, observed for a long time, and said, "Senior, what else do you have to advise?"

"Hmph, you shameless villain, scumbag!"

"Huh?"

"Hmph, since you have the guts to take my ability, you have the guts to admit it, phew, scumbag!"

The writing department heard the other party's scolding, and he was angry, obviously he was powerless, but he was still so hard-mouthed, could it be that he had been locked up for five hundred years, and his IQ had declined?

"Big sister, I told you all, I didn't take your ability, why don't you believe it, or you try to kill yourself? Maybe when you are dying, the ability will come back. ”

Looking at the other party's expression, Phantom Flute felt that he didn't seem to be acting, as if he really didn't know, so he asked tentatively: "It's really not you secretly manipulating?"

"Not me. The Writing Section decisively denied it.

"You have that scroll on your back...... Nor yours?"

Hearing this, the Writing Section reached out and took off the scroll, stood it on the ground, and replied, "This is mine." ”

After hearing the affirmative answer, the phantom flute did not continue to go crazy as she imagined, she seemed to be much calmer, and continued to ask, "What about ...... This cage was absorbed by the scroll after extracting my ability...... You didn't do it?"

"Yes, it's not me ......" Before he finished speaking, the Writing Department finally reacted, and he hurriedly reached out his divine sense to check, and found that there was indeed a new ability in the text scroll......

Seeing this, the Writing Department couldn't help but be shocked, could it be that when his divine consciousness went to the spiritual consciousness world just now, the text scroll independently seized the ability of the phantom flute?

This idea made the Writing Department sweat coldly, although the divine sense had a slight connection with the text scroll, and it could be manipulated like a finger, but it was the first time that it acted on its own while it was away!

Could it be ...... I don't know what to do...... Cultivating a Machine Spirit?

The text department was full of question marks, he didn't know whether this matter was good or bad, but it was certain that if the text scroll really had an autonomous consciousness, I am afraid that it would be ...... in the future The act of taking abilities is out of your control......

Realizing this, the Writing Section was even more motivated to go to the forbidden land......

Seeing that the other party didn't say a word, he turned his head and left, and the phantom flute was anxious, and shouted loudly: "Hey, scumbag, if you don't return my ability, forget it, you can let me out!"

After hearing this, the writing department turned his head and said ruthlessly: "As one of the nine demons, you are the source of chaos, since you have lost your ability, there is no need to let you go, here...... Take it as your final destination, farewell!"

"Hey, wait! I can save that turtle!"

Hearing this, the Writing Section stopped......