Tang Sanfu nodded at the black skeleton and stood up to look at Zhen Yuanzi beside him.

"Don't you want to know the truth? Come with me. ”

Zhen Yuanzi numbly followed Tang San's funeral to the new. In front of the ginseng fruit tree.

Looking at the withered appearance of the ginseng fruit tree, as if it had been dug out of a grave, Tang Sanfu frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, he made a mark on his hands and performed a rain summoning technique.

In a small area, a divine water containing a huge life force was condensed between heaven and earth, and it was sprinkled on the body and roots of the ginseng fruit tree under the guidance of Tang San's burial.

Visible to the naked eye, the ginseng fruit tree is revitalized.

In the same way, the eighty-one fruits that bear on it seem to become more abundant in divinity.

"This is the real ginseng fruit."

Tang Sanfu raised his hand to pick a fruit from the ginseng fruit tree and took a bite gently.

The flesh melted in the mouth, turning into a sweet spring and flowing into the belly of Tang Sanfu.

"Such a fruit is worth more than the fruit of a tree before you."

After gnawing on a ginseng fruit, Tang Sanfu made such an evaluation.

Zhen Yuanzi: "......"

Seeing that Tang Sanfu didn't treat himself as an outsider and picked a ginseng fruit and ate it, and commented while eating, as if he didn't take himself as the owner of the ginseng fruit tree in his eyes at all, Zhen Yuanzi was speechless for a while.

Thinking about it again, the owner of the ginseng fruit tree seems to be unaware of the owner of the ginseng fruit tree in front of him.

So......

"Then I...... Who the hell is it? ”

Tang Sanyu looked at Zhen Yuanzi as if he was looking at a fool.

"Who else could you be? You're Zhen Yuanzi! ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......."

The tree is not that tree anymore, how can he be that Zhen Yuanzi.

As if he understood Zhen Yuanzi's thoughts, Tang Sanyu tilted his head and thought about it, and sorted out the language.

"Well, that's not right, you're ..... The new town Motoko. ”

"The new Zhen Motoko?"

Zhen Yuanzi grasped the key point, if there is a new one, there will naturally be an old one.

"Yes!"

Tang Sanyu nodded, "You have Zhen Yuanzi's body, Zhen Yuanzi's soul, Zhen Yuanzi's strength, and Zhen Yuanzi's memory."

It can be said that you are a newborn Zhen Yuanzi.

It's just that it's not strong enough, or rather, it's not understanding its own power enough.

As a result, there is a problem with your memory.

It's like cloning.

Well, while you don't know what cloning means, I still think it's easier to understand with this example.

It's okay if you don't understand, it's okay if someone can understand, so don't mind. ”

Tang Sanfu explained and continued, "Just like cloning, when technology develops to a certain extent, cloning human organs, or even cloning an identical human body, will not be a difficult thing.

It may not be difficult to even give a person the same mental fluctuations, or even to clone most of the memories in the subconscious and soul of a person.

But no matter how perfect the clone is, those memories are memories that have been given by life after all, and there will always be some confusion.

Even, even if you have the same power, in terms of the use of power, it will be very different.

It's like......

Obviously, you are a mixed yuan scattered immortal, but before the poor monk patted you on the shoulder, you couldn't dodge it. ”

Tang Sanfu explained, Zhen Yuanzi didn't know what to do.

Eventually, he nodded thoughtfully, "So, you mean to ..... I'm the cloned Zhen Yuanzi? ”

Tang Sanfu thought for a moment and nodded reluctantly, "If you have to understand it like this, there is no problem." ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......" MMP, does he have to understand it like this? That's what you've always said.

"That ......"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang San's burial, thought about it and asked, "What about the original Zhen Yuanzi??" ”

Tang Sanfu pointed to the ginseng fruit tree beside him, "Dead." ”

Poof!

Zhen Yuanzi only felt unstable and fell to the ground.

"Dead ..... He's dead? ”

"Yes!"

Tang Sanfu nodded, "The Ancient Era was already dead before the Flood Desolation was shattered. ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......"

Flood, what a strange and familiar word.

In his memory, there is the inheritance memory of Pangu opening the world and incarnating the wilderness.

It is a memory given by heaven and earth after the incarnation of the innate gods.

It's just that the memory is lying so quietly in his mind, but he has never questioned it - in the inheritance memories of many innate gods, there are memories of Pangu opening the world, and there are also memories of Pangu's incarnation.

But..... In addition to these vague memories, they don't really have any place that can be called memories about Pangu and the flood wilderness.

It's as if someone has imposed such a passage in their memory, letting them know that the origin of this heaven and earth was opened up by Pangu.

After Pangu opened the world, it turned into a desolate land, and the four continents where they exist now are the four fragments of the ancient desolation.

It's just that......

In addition to these, about Pangu and about the flood wilderness, an innate god like him does not have the slightest complete memory of the flood world.

This..... Logically impossible.

It is absolutely impossible not to doubt such an obvious problem, given their realm, with the nature of their mind.

The innate gods who have existed since the beginning of the flood have no exact memory of the flood or even of Pangu, which opened up the flood wilderness.

It's definitely a joke that no one will believe.

And such a real joke has made them ignore the unknown number of years.

It was precisely this, and it was precisely when Tang Sanfu talked about Pangu and the flood famine, that he suddenly realized that he only knew Pangu and the flood famine, but he did not have the slightest memory related to it, that he realized..... Not only his own tree, but also his own ..... Probably, something went wrong too.

This seems very incredible, but this kind of thing really happened.

And.....

It seems that it is not just him, the innate gods in the Three Realms are not counted in one palm.

They..... What if it's the same situation as yourself?

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know, and he didn't dare to imagine it.

If that's the case, who is it, what kind of power is it, who can do such a hidden thing.

What's more...... Isn't it, the entire Three Realms, the world they are in...... Is it just a big scam?

"Huh!"

As if sensing Zhen Yuanzi's thoughts, Tang Sanfu shook his head amusedly.

"You people, you people, have not inherited those people completely, but you have learned ten out of ten in the dark mind of mutual calculations and conspiracy theories.

How can there be so much darkness waiting for you?

What's more, to be able to make this kind of layout, people will calculate you..... What are people trying to do? ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......."

Looking at the sneer on Tang San's face, Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had nothing to say.

However, no matter who you are, when you know that your memories may be fake, your own existence is fake, and you are just a substitute for others, you can't help but associate it in the direction of conspiracy theories, right?

Tang Sanfu patted Zhen Yuanzi on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, weak scum like us, the big guys don't bother to calculate." ”

Zhen Yuanzi: "......" Your particularly comforting words are really distinctive.

"Ask you a question and answer me seriously."

Tang Sanfu put away the relaxed smile on his face and looked at Zhen Yuanzi with a serious face.

Zhen Yuanzi subconsciously straightened his body, "What's the problem?" ”

Tang Sanfu pointed to Zhen Yuanzi and then to the ginseng fruit tree.

"You...... Want the real Zhen Motoko to come back? ”

The real Zhen Yuanzi..... Come back??

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned.

In terms of memory, he is Zhen Yuanzi, he has the memory of Zhen Yuanzi, he and Zhen Yuanzi have the same thoughts, the same strength, and even the same body.

The only difference is that his memory is more incomplete than that of the real Zhen Yuanzi.

Therefore, now he is Zhen Yuanzi, a Zhen Yuanzi who has incomplete memories and cannot fully grasp his own strength.

But.....

If he could find his true self, how would he choose?

Would you like it, or will you not want to?

Although that is himself, although he is him in all aspects of his mind, strength, body, etc., if he really wants to become him, how should he choose?

Willing?

But if it becomes him, if the real Zhen Motoko comes back.

So now he ..... Will it still exist?

He who has become that Zhen Yuanzi, will it still be him?

Or rather...... To find the real Zhen Yuanzi, what does he need to pay?

Be..... Sacrifice your current self?

However, if you don't want to.....

He is him, and finding the real him is actually more complete memory, and the mastery of power is a little stronger, right?

This seems to be a contradictory proposition that cannot be argued for eternity.

It's like, a person is dying and makes a clone.

That clone had all his memories, his thoughts, everything about him.

But..... Is he still him who is cloned?

No one seems to be able to give an answer, and all Zhen Yuanzi also feels ..... At this time, it seems that it is difficult for me to choose.

Tang Sanfu looked at Zhen Yuanzi, waiting for his answer.

Zhen Yuanzi also looked at Tang Sanfu, "If it were you, what would you do?" ”

Tang Sanfu didn't hesitate at all, "I'm definitely willing, my memory is complete, my strength has become stronger, and I won't change my thoughts."

Thought is the foundation of a person's personality independence. ”

Zhen Yuanzi listened to Tang San's sworn words and thought for a while, "What you said makes a lot of sense, but..... How do I get myself back? ”

Tang Sanfu pointed to the ginseng fruit tree, "Get in, and then come out, you will be you." ”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Tang Sanfu with some suspicion, Tang Sanfu didn't see the slightest color on his face, and nodded at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi gritted his teeth, took one step at a time, and burrowed into the ginseng fruit tree.

The next moment, the ginseng fruit tree began to grow wildly, and the law inscriptions on the eighty ginseng fruits on it, which were still somewhat incomplete, began to be perfected little by little.

Tang Sanfu turned his head and glanced at the dumbfounded black skeleton that had watched Zhen Yuanzi burrow into the ginseng fruit tree.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up."