From now on, Meng Po still exists in the world.

Meng Po is still Meng Po, but she is no longer the innate god Meng Po, but the human race Meng Po who also inherited the unique name after seizing the law.

The innate deity Meng Po, or rather, he cannot be called Meng Po now.

But if you don't call Meng Po what he should be called, many years ago when he was born into his own race, it seemed that he had another name, but what was it called.

It's been so much time that He tried to remember it but couldn't remember it.

Then he inherited His name, took the bowl of soup and brought it to His mouth.

He was stunned, and without the slightest resistance, he took the initiative to open his mouth, and let the clear soup containing the law of forgetting flow down his throat and did not know where it went.

After the soup was swallowed, His eyes lost and all his memories were lost in an instant.

Since then, all kinds of dust in the past have returned to dust, and dust has returned to earth.

Before He lost his memory completely, he smiled like a child.

At that moment, He had no pain, only relief.

Meng Po took His head off the cauldron and stroked His hair with her hand.

The innate deity with an innocent smile on his face laughed out loud under her touch.

Meng Po said at this time.

"Your Majesty Fuxi, have you seen it?"

The Human Emperor Fuxi was silent for a long time before he sighed and said.

"That's the end of it?"

Meng Po nodded and then shook her head.

"As Meng Po, this is the end of him. But the other one is just beginning. ”

"The other one?"

Meng Po nodded, not speaking. With one hand pointing at the cauldron, the cauldron slowly became smaller and only the size of a bowl. Meng Po held the bowl in her back hand and the giant cauldron in her left hand.

She sighed, and looked at the innocent head of the innate god floating in front of her, and suddenly turned the bowl over to cover his head.

In that instant, the skull was reduced to ashes.

At this time, on the edge of the Lechuan River, Zhisheng was staring at the Sansheng Stone getting bigger and bigger. As the Sansheng Stone continued to grow in size, countless spirits gathered around it from all directions.

As they approached it, the spirits became clearer and clearer, and their eyes became brighter and brighter. However, they didn't dare to get too close, and they all stopped a mile away from the Sansheng Stone.

The three-life stone is now growing at a very slow rate, almost invisible to the naked eye. As it grows larger, the entire stone body keeps shaking. As it shook, it was as if a scripture was ringing in the air around it.

The scriptures sounded as if they were being sung in a low voice. Listen carefully to the voice like crying, listening to all tears in your eyes.

Zhisheng stretched out a finger and followed the rhythm of the voice, constantly writing runes in the air that no one could understand.

These symbols are so strange that there is no pattern to them. After each rune is formed in the air, it will automatically fly towards the Sansheng Stone, imprinted on the Sansheng Stone and shine brightly.

As there are more and more runes on the Sansheng Stone, three

The tri-colored light emitted by the raw stone also became brighter and brighter, and with it, the vibration frequency became more and more open.

Zhisheng also had to speed up his writing symbols, and gradually a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head.

At this moment, not far from him. The corpse of the innate god, which had been lying on the ground without a head or any movement, suddenly moved between his fingers.

Zhisheng seemed to sense something, and looked back at the corpse of the innate god with a puzzled expression.

However, the moment he turned around, his hand moved, and the symbol that was about to be formed exploded directly in the air.

He had to give up observing the corpse of the innate god, and concentrate on writing another rune that had just exploded.

The formation of this rune delayed the rhythm of writing, and he had to write faster and faster in the future. After the three or two runes were completed in one go, the sweat on his face fell like a waterfall.

At this time, he couldn't care about the abnormal innate god corpse.

When he turned his head, he was too busy to take care of it. The corpse of the innate god without a head moved one of the fingers of his other hand again.

After this action, he did not move for half a day. has been quietly waiting for Zhisheng's reaction, sensing that he has not looked back for a long time. The corpse of the innate deity without a head did not test step by step, but sat up at once.

A headless body sits on the ground, and the scene is terrifying.

But here, except for Zhisheng, all of them are afterbody spirits, and they don't show anything different. After all, there is no shortage of people behind the spirit, holding their heads, and holding a tongue that is about to touch the ground.

The first thing he did for the innate god without a head was to tear the clothes made of unknown biological skin on the upper half of his body, revealing his entire upper body.

In general, the body shape of the innate gods is mostly close to that of humans. In the past, when they were in various races, they would use all kinds of methods to cover up this obvious feature, so that the image was close to the appearance of each race itself.

However, since the innate gods such as Kunlun Mountain, most of them have returned to human form.

At this time, the upper body of the innate god without a head exposed to the air was almost exactly the same as that of the human race, the only difference may be that he had no body, hair, and a crystal clear complexion, and even some golden blood vessels under the skin could be seen clearly.

I saw that he took out a knife from nowhere, aimed it at the upper half of his upper body breasts, and each turned into an arc-shaped wound.

The two wounds, which did not bleed, but quickly turned black. From a distance, he looked like he had two eyebrows on his body. And the breasts and heads under the wound suddenly cracked and turned into two eyes. Then he used his knife to make a horizontal cut at the beginning of his navel.

After some manipulation, the upper half of his body really became a face, with two breasts as eyes and a navel as a mouth

I saw His breasted eyes, pitch black, turning on his chest, incomparably agile.

He stood up, grabbed one in the air with both hands, and grabbed one out of thin air with his right hand

An axe appears, while the left hand holds a large shield.

The navel opened and muttered to himself.

"I seem to remember. A long time ago, I was born into a racial name. My name is Xingtian, yes, Xingtian. From then on, in the land of Kyushu, I will no longer be called Meng Po. for I am a prisoner. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed directly in the air with the axe in his right hand.

As the axe slashed, a golden circle of light appeared in the air, exactly the size of his head.

He stepped into the light and disappeared into thin air.

At this time, Zhisheng, who was in a hurry and sweating profusely, suddenly slowed down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally jumped out on his own.

At this time, outside Meng Po Village, the human emperor Fuxi just opened his eyes at this moment. He clearly felt that the aura of the laws of space had not completely dissipated in the reincarnation underworld.

Human Emperor Fu Xi took out the innate magic weapon Chengying, and wanted to strike it out at the void with one blow.

At this time, Meng Po's voice sounded in his ears.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, slowly. ”

Human Emperor Fuxi heard the voice and paused. Originally, there was still a little bit of residual power of the law of space, which completely dissipated in the void. The human emperor Fuxi looked at it, and as soon as he said the dervishes, Meng Po, who was dragging the pot with one hand, asked.

"Why did you let Him go?"

After Meng Po walked out of Meng Po Village, she was no longer an old lady. At this time, except for the white hair that had not changed, all the rest of the place became the same as the peerless Meng Jiangnu that the Human Emperor Fuxi saw in the illusion.

At this time, she was smiling at the corner of her mouth, looking at the human emperor Fuxi with an innocent face.

"Why let Him go, the slave family doesn't know. The slave family is only entrusted by the people to be loyal to the people, if His Majesty the Emperor has any questions, do not ask the slave family. Instead, he should wait for the end of the matter here, and ask Zhisheng in person. ”

When Emperor Fuxi heard Meng Po's answer, his face was cloudy. He thought the whole thing was weird.

Isn't Meng Po her own doppelganger, why does she know something she doesn't even know about?

If it is said that in Meng Po Zhuang, all his operations can also be understood as the situation caused by the natural operation of the chosen person and the power of the law.

But now Meng Po no longer has that unfathomable aura of law. Then what she said now doesn't seem so reasonable.

If she is a part of herself, then everything she knows should come from herself, not more than she knows more than herself.

And when did I know when that kid got in touch with her. Although Zhisheng is an awakened person of the law of cause and effect, this law is indeed very weird, but with his current cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to surpass himself.

It's not that the Human Emperor Fuxi is suspicious, but that this matter has too much to do with the human race. As the emperor of people, he also has to be cautious.

Whether it is the innate god who ran away and lost his god's name, or the newborn Meng Po who was incarnated by his doppelganger.

There is a problem with any part

, he can't afford it.

The face of the Human Emperor Fuxi changed three times in an instant, and he was about to open his mouth to question.

Meng Po spoke again.

"Your Majesty the Human Emperor, why don't you take out the innate magic weapon used by the human race record and take a look at it again. His Majesty's concerns about the Emperor will naturally give the answer. ”

The human emperor Fu Xi glanced at Meng Po suspiciously. It seems that because she is incarnated by her own doppelganger, she understands herself far more than she imagined.

The timing of her opening was so appropriate, and at that moment, the Human Emperor Fuxi had actually let Chengying enter the void and locked on Meng Po in front of her.

As long as you question her yourself, if there is something unusual, control her. But as soon as Seungei locked on to her, she spoke.

The grasp of this point in time is wonderful to the peak, and it is by no means a coincidence.

The vigilance in the heart of the human emperor Fuxi increased by more than one notch, he did not listen to Meng Po's words, and directly took out the innate magic weapon used in the human race record.

Instead, he summoned Fu Xiqin first, and Fu Xiqin flew into the air and covered Meng Po.

Only then did he take out the innate magic weapon used in the human race record to check it, and know the information left by the birth inside.

Under the inspection, the face of the human emperor Fu Xi changed greatly. At this time, the information left in it was much more than what he and the Terran wise men had seen at that time.

What shocked him even more was that this extra information was originally hidden in the information left by the original Zhisheng. It's just that because of the law of cause and effect, it's all hidden.

The hidden part of this information was all reserved for Meng Po.

Among them was the one where Meng Po stopped herself just now and let the innate gods leave.

(End of chapter)