My name is Xu Huan, and I was born with early wisdom.

I was born to stand at the top of humanity, with great intelligence, terrible talents, and amazing talents.

All the great powers say that I have a gift that is rare in the history of mankind, and that I was born in this era and is destined to lead mankind to glory.

It wasn't until that day that I realized that the powers of the Holy Land that had been waiting for me had been dead for countless thousands of years, and that I had been born in the wrong era

280,000 years ago, the land of Kyushu.

The sects are divided, the court is corrupt, the kings are rising, and the princes supported by the major holy places are in endless disputes, and the common people are like grass mustard.

A scholar appeared on the next continent, and it was said that he could plant the heads of mortals with acquired spiritual roots for cultivation.

In the square, the crowd was bustling.

Parents are holding their children's hands to participate in the Immortal Test, and an old man with fairy wind bones is testing in front of the stone tablet.

In the center stands a gray stone tablet that shines with a mysterious texture.

A group of children is lining up.

"Wang Xiao, the fire is a miscellaneous spirit root."

"Li Wanqi, medium-grade water spirit root."

"Li Er, mortal."

With the test, many parents with children have different looks.

Some cried, some were ecstatic, some were desperate, and even beat and scolded their sons who came back, scolding them for not being angry.

"Grandpa, why are they crying?" Xu Huan stood next to him and took the hand of his grandfather, who was in charge of managing the stone stele.

Grandpa said softly while inspecting the children in line:

"Because all people are born unequal, children with spiritual roots in the family will ascend to heaven in one step, and children without spiritual roots will not be able to cultivate, and can only be born, old, sick and die, and suffer in life."

"Huh?" Xu Huan was puzzled.

Grandpa said: "You were born with a heavenly spirit root, and when you were born, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and there were all kinds of visions, of course, you didn't know the suffering of mortals. ”

I could feel the admiration, jealousy, resentment, and despair in the eyes of the civilian children in line.

I am the chosen one destined by fate, the real chosen one, and the protagonist who is destined to soar into the sky in the script.

But I don't like the feeling.

I don't know why, I feel that the whole world is very hypocritical, full of a strange sense of disobedience

This area is ruled by a sect called the Yuan Chu Holy Land.

This is an incomparably ancient and long-standing sect of immortals, it is said that since the human race has been exploring and developing, leading mankind forward, defeating all kinds of strange beasts in the barbaric era, slash-and-burn cultivation to the present, so that human beings have become the strongest race in the world step by step.

And as soon as I entered the door, I bowed to the master's door.

Zhangjiao is a gentle and friendly woman, I am a new disciple, I have two senior brothers, and a later junior sister.

I took my brothers and sisters down the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and saw a family shop that sold meat in a small shop, and the husband and wife secretly planted spiritual roots for their daughter, who was born without spiritual roots, and was beaten into demons and burned.

I saved her.

I saw the shopkeeper in Changfeng Restaurant, who was kind to people and helped the common people, but he only wanted to live longer, and secretly opened the spiritual root to be crippled by the immortals on top.

I saved him.

I heard the husband and wife crying with their daughter in their arms, and I heard the family taking the shopkeeper of Changfeng Restaurant to the hospital in the goose feather snow.

For thousands of years.

I have tried to save the whole world and create a human world where everyone is equal.

I used to stand at the top of my peers, playing against other celestial pride, sitting and talking, sitting on the hill, and telling my dream of equality for all.

I heard that in the next continent, there was a mortal scholar who had no spiritual roots and opened up a method for planting spiritual roots

That's when I thought, "I want to be friends with that person!" ”

If 99% of mortals without spiritual roots can cultivate, what kind of free and equal immortal path will it be?

That would give great hope to mortals struggling in mud and pain

In the Colosseum.

The Li family is the monk in charge of this place.

Li Youzhu is a very interesting person, every time I compete with Tianjiao, he will occasionally come to chat with me when he cleans up the scene.

"How do you prove you're alive?"

Li Youzhu poured tea and asked with a smile:

"Then how do you prove that those people around you are still alive?"

"How do you prove that you are not living in a distant history, but only an exhibit of ancient humans in history, showing visitors the customs of their own time?"

"How do you prove that you weren't born with a trick that affects certain perceptions, similar to cognitive defects."

"It's a very delicate job, and you can only do it if you are born with a number and a stamp."

Li Youzhu muttered to himself.

In the distance, another girl in red came and said speechlessly: "Master, what do you say to a #, no matter how amazing he is in ancient history, this era is still &%, can't be x# at all, just live in x&@"

Li Youzhu smiled: "I like to talk to xx, I think he is different from others, it is a bit like x¥#"

Li Youzhu is a person who is good at thinking.

He's too smart.

Being too smart makes him think every day about who I am, whether I am me, and how to prove that I am me.

He was thinking about this meaningless life every day, and his complicated thoughts slowed down his cultivation speed.

Obviously a genius.

This time, though, his words got me thinking

I had doubts in my heart and began to tempt.

One day, hundreds of years later, I finally learned the truth.

- This is not the land of Kyushu 280,000 years ago.

Here, now.

The status of the new and the old is completely reversed, and we are nothing more than pigs in captivity.

Fattened and killed humanoid veins.

In 280,000 years of history, I have done everything I can to change injustice and save the weak.

I didn't expect God to play a huge joke on me.

I was born in a false artificial world 280,000 years later.

I'm the one who was kept in captivity.

I am an endangered species that should be saved

We brothers and sisters, hibernating, tempting, groping, secretly studying the margins of this world.

We went through a series of twists and turns, and finally found that the price of the wisdom of the master who had been imprisoned for countless thousands of years was: to cultivate us out of the slaughter.

For a certain degree of freedom, the master chose to promise to educate us and accompany us to grow up, but he could watch and send away the children he had cultivated

Generations of children have left, and she can't bear it at all.

Shizun's refusal made them very angry.

If you don't help with things, then you fall into chaos.

Mining is normal.

But they had to beat her skull every day with a nail, and her head was subjected to endless nightmare and intense pain.

"So, what do you want me to do for you?" Li Youzhu smiled.

"If there's a chance to leave, go to that mine."

"At least, let the master be better."

"Okay." Li Youzhu was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "I will still mine, but I won't torture her, it's just that if you want to occupy that mine, you have to take refuge in the Fang family." ”

Only by becoming a member of the Fang family can he be responsible for managing that mine and torturing that one in charge.

"They are still waiting for me to grow, because I am the first mine they have cultivated that has the hope of breaking through the state of mind!"

"You say, what if I really become a mine one day, I'd rather die than become another master and cultivate new successors."

"If you can't escape, then die, it's better to be an ember than to live."

Li Youzhu looked in the direction of Pyeongchang City and sighed softly:

"I will try to do what I promised you."

280,000 years later.

Rumble!

On the Xinyi battlefield, black obscured the sky, and everyone in the entire battlefield, including the Xinyi King in the center, was looking sideways.

There were no stars in the sky who came to inspect and shouted the word "bold".

Because most of the stars were already in front of me, I watched in a daze as a strange king was born in front of me.

Bang la blah.

Xu Huan's eyes flashed with thick vicissitudes.

"Me"

He chuckled miserably and turned to look back at the scaly gate.

The land that haunted him and made him struggle to flee, he suddenly remembered that summer, Shizun took their brothers and sisters on an outing, and the bright sunshine of that year was shining on his face, and everyone was talking freely about the ideals and beliefs of solving the struggle for the human race.

"I want to create a truly peaceful world."

"Son, you're going to make it." Shizun finally said.

And now the light of the sun and the moon is no longer sprinkled on the face.

The gloomy sky covered everything, as if it was a sign that the world had returned to dusk.

"That one, he's old."

He muttered under his breath.

Today's society is the prosperous era in my eyes back then.

The dream that I longed for but didn't open up has already been fulfilled by that person.

All people are created equal, and it depends on personal efforts and talents to open the three flowers, the spiritual root.

This is already a relatively perfect social form.

"Unfortunately, none of this belongs to me."

He shook the sky, as if he wanted to hold the sky of this era, obviously dyed with gloomy black, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, gentle and calm, as if he was gentle to others before his death.

Only the eyes on his face were dyed scarlet, like a flame that would never be extinguished.

"Fang! Family! ”

An angry roar blew away the clouds in the sky.

With a gloomy black thunder surrounding him, he was like a sharp arrow heading towards the Fang family area.

"You !!! the damn thing"

The hometown that you can't go back to, the era that you can't blend into.

I traveled through the world of hypocrisy to the real end, but it was even more sad.