Chapter 1852 Ninth Generation

“Hiss!”

Xu Xiaoshou gasped.

Seeing the turntable and the pointer, the dead memories suddenly began to attack him.

Thinking back then, it was because of his clumsy hands that his first reaction was not to turn the turntable, but to turn the pointer, which ended up breaking the pointer, leading to all the subsequent continuous passive accidents.

“I have a set of active skills!”

“I could have a set of active skills. It is clear that the ‘active system’ occupies the majority of the turntable partition, a full 90%!”

I vaguely remember that the bottom of the black turntable was divided into two major areas, one gold and one red. The gold one was the active system, and the red one was the passive system.

But now, at a glance, I don’t know if there is a problem with my memory, or if my eyes have been blurred by lying on the hospital bed for too long.

“No partition?”

The black turntable that was traced back by the source of time and space no longer has the two colors of gold and red at the bottom, but a piece of wood yellow instead.

The turbid yellow and inferior wood color not only highlights the simple craftsmanship of the black turntable, but also expresses the unbearable paint vividly.

"Wooden turntable..."

Xu Xiao was stunned as he looked at it.

If you ignore the black outside of the turntable, this wooden turntable looks very familiar.

He had seen similar things on the table on the left side of the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrow Tower where ten figurines were placed. They were also cheap and crudely made.

If it was Kong Yuhen's work, he carved the ten figurines in great detail and made them look lifelike. This shouldn't be the case.

But if it wasn't, the only difference between the black turntable in front of him and the wooden turntable on the table of the Ancient and Modern Forget-Your-Sorrow Tower was the black paint on the outside, that's all!

"Time Ancestor..."

Xu Xiaoshou frowned and murmured, as if thinking about something.

He was sure that the black turntable, that is, the passive system, was related to Time Ancestor.

Perhaps the answer that the Demon Ancestor could give was not as clear as if he took the initiative to touch the truth at this moment.

"Touch..."

He stretched out his finger with a little hesitation, and Xu Xiaoshou could sense a deep call from the turntable in front of him.

It seemed like there was an invisible vortex inside it, sucking his mind and urging himself to touch it.

All the truth may be known when he touches it.

"I'm here now!"

Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth, like a snake out of a hole, stretched out his hand at lightning speed, and fiercely turned the fragile pointer on the turntable again.

Click!

The pointer broke without any surprise.

The entire wooden black turntable also trembled rapidly, and soon cracks appeared.

In the end, the ward shook, and a magnificent wave came out from the broken turntable, turning into an invisible big hand, grabbing Xu Xiaoshou's mind and pulling it inside.

"Damn! Don't..."

...

"Buzz!"

The tinnitus came one after another, and it was messed up.

Consciousness, soul, and body seemed to be separated, dizzy, and felt like vomiting after drinking too much.

"Hoo!"

Xu Xiaoshou only lasted three breaths before vomiting.

But it was just dry heaving, without vomiting out the filth.

In fact, he hadn't even felt the "belly" and "stomach" parts of his body - his body hadn't completely "come back".

But with this vomiting, his mind gradually recovered from the blur.

Xu Xiaoshou took great pains to get control of his eyelids, and spent half a day trying to open his eyes.

Very blurry...

It seemed that his vision was taken away by someone, and what he saw was as illusory as water waves.

The misty white clouds rolled into clusters, scattered around him, blurring the surrounding environment.

There was no sense of being down to earth!

Everything seemed so unreal!

But fortunately, white smoke and water are as fluid as water. In this "peeping" perspective, Xu Xiaoshou struggled to piece together the picture for a long time, and finally saw something clearly.

"Someone..."

What scene was in front of him, it was unclear.

But it seemed that there were three figures, gathered in front of a table-like object, discussing as if no one was around.

"..."

It was a pity that the tinnitus was still there and I couldn't hear it.

"Hearing!"

"I want hearing!"

Xu Xiaoshou cried out in his heart, this actually worked.

Not long after, when the tinnitus faded to an acceptable level, he took back his hearing, which was also a weakened version, like the ear with an ear on the other side of the wall - eavesdropping perspective.

"Name, are you sure... you want to do this...?"

A voice came from a distance, not very real, and there were leaks.

The language they used to communicate was not the language of the Holy Land at all, but Xu Xiaoshou was surprisingly able to "understand".

Is this the power of the Super Dao Yi Dao Disk?

No, no, no, I'm off track, the point is...

"Name?"

From the tone and punctuation, this is clearly a title, similar to "Ba Zun An" and "Xu Xiaoshou".

A single name, a "name"?

The first sentence he heard after taking back his hearing was a bit surprising, and Xu Xiaoshou immediately thought of "Name Ancestor".

A person who is suspected to be the initiator of everything, and even suspected of his own existence.

After all, in the world behind the previous door, the figure who looked like Shi Zu, Kong Yuhen, called himself "Ming Zu".

"Ming Zu is here!"

"The one who dares to call him that must be Shi Zu!"

"Who is Ming Zu, who is Shi Zu, and who is the last one?"

Confused, Xu Xiaoshou continued to peek and eavesdrop.

He seemed like a pervert...

Not daring to think too much, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly came back to his senses and focused on the scene in front of him.

But it was too blurry.

He couldn't even see the height, weight or thinness of the three figures beside the table, let alone the others.

When the white smoke suddenly flowed, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely saw the person standing tall on the right, who seemed to be wearing a light golden robe?

"The one on the right is Shi Zu!"

Xu Xiaoshou's memory is so good.

When he entered the world behind the first door, the back of Shi Zu he saw on the pavilion was wearing a light golden robe embroidered with dragon patterns, black hair, long sleeves, and he was out of the world and floating like a fairy.

"... I think... the risk is very high."

There were some interruptions in the middle, but the only one who moved in response to the voice was the person on the right. Obviously, this person had been talking all along.

Shi Zu, there's no running away!

Xu Xiaoshou first confirmed the identity of one person, and then thought about the content of his voice. Unfortunately, the information he got was still little, but it was better than nothing.

He continued to peek and eavesdrop.

"The catastrophe is coming, and we have to do something."

This time it was very clear. As the white smoke flowed, the guy in the middle of the three people, wearing a black robe, raised his head while speaking.

His face was not very clear, but the content of his words was very clear.

And not only the content, but also the voice...

"My voice!"

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shook.

He had a passive skill "Perception", which often allowed him to see and hear his communication with others from a God's perspective.

He had a cognition of his own voice, with almost no deviation.

And the man in the middle at the moment spoke with a tone and intonation that was 70% similar to his own, and his timbre was 90% similar!

"Is he Mingzu?"

"Me too?"

This was a bit frightening.

In the world behind the first door, the "Mingzu" said by Shizu from behind, it turned out that he really had a background?

The identities of the three people have been roughly determined.

However, Xu Xiaoshou did not feel any joy, but only felt inexplicably heavy. It was clear that the things the three guys in front of him were discussing were a bit scary.

I came here because of the black turntable. What they discussed must be related to the nature of the passive system, and it also involves some great disaster...

"That's what I think."

As time goes by, my hearing is gradually getting better, and what I hear is no longer intermittent.

The man in the middle who seems to be Mingzu spoke slowly. In the flowing white mist, he was seen raising his black sleeves high, as if he was holding a piece and gently placing it on the chessboard on the table.

Are they playing chess?

A chess game with three people is a bit too crowded?

"If we three get together, the target will be too big."

"But if we want to face the disaster, we are too few in number and need help."

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"Since this disaster is not easy to confront head-on, we should respond in a roundabout way. I think, let me enter the reincarnation to find a way to break the disaster, okay?"

As soon as these words fell, the two people on both sides of the chessboard were a little agitated.

"No."

Shizu on the right spoke first.

But before he could refute, the black-robed ancestor in the middle waved his sleeves and spoke again:

"This is the safest way."

"You two are too absolute in your ways. One is too Taoist, and the other is too self-centered. Both have no basis for determination and should not enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"I am not like that."

He paused for a moment, obviously worried about reincarnation, but in the end he was decisive:

"If you praise my name for eternity, I will live forever!"

"I became a Taoist with my name, and the heavens can all be my accreditation."

"Even if the worst happens, as long as one of you remembers my name, I can come back."

Bang!

The ancestor on the right heard the sound and slapped the table with his palm.

The chessboard was not clear in the white mist, but there was the sound of chess pieces scattered all over the table.

Shi Zu also interrupted Ming Zu's speech, his voice was very solemn:

"If it is normal, you can put it into reincarnation at will, how to play, I will not stop you."

"But you also said that the catastrophe is coming, then the Tao is disordered, and the fortune is reversed. You are afraid of the worst result. I observe the time and follow the veins, and I dare to assert that the worst result will definitely happen!"

Time...

Xu Xiaoshou's heart moved when he heard it.

But he suppressed his emotions and continued to wait and see.

In the white mist, Ming Zu was silent and did not respond.

After a while, he turned his head and stared to the right, shaking his head slowly: "Empty hatred..."

!!!

Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.

He finally heard something he could understand!

The person on the right is really Shi Zu. Shi Zu is Empty hatred, that is, what Mo Zu said, the collection of all empty hatred on the long river of time.

At this time, He has not yet split into thousands?

Then the figure Kong Yuhen that he saw in the world behind the first door was also from the same period of the Time Ancestor?

In this case, what He said before should be true.

He was the famous ancestor who had reincarnated countless times in His consciousness, but he had forgotten all the memories of the past?

Then, what about the passive system?

They talked so much, and he came because of the black turntable, the essence of the passive system, but he didn't mention the black turntable at all?

"I agree!"

A completely unfamiliar voice came, hoarse and weird, with a very firm tone and a murderous aura.

It was clearly a voice, but it seemed to have many layers in it, as if many kinds of creatures were speaking at the same time, saying the same sentence, which made people feel creepy.

Xu Xiaoshou's heart tightened, and he secretly glanced at the left position of the voice. He was too curious about who this person was.

One of the Ten Ancestors?

Saint Ancestor?

Medicine Ancestor?

Technique Ancestor?

Or, the God-Slaying Officer Ran Ming?

"None of them look like..."

The white smoke flowed, but this time it didn't hit the person's face just right. Xu Xiaoshou could only see that he was even dressed strangely.

He was dressed in colorful clothes, including orange, yellow, blue and purple. The clothes on his body looked like a robe made of many pieces of fabric cut here and there. It was also draped across the shoulders, but it should not be a monk's robe.

"Not any of the ten ancestors!"

"Not a monk either!"

Xu Xiaoshou met the disciples of the Buddhist sect.

Although I haven't seen this person in person, his tone of voice and the first impression of his temperament do not look like the kind of ascetic who wears hundreds of robes.

This man is very fierce...

After the sinister Zuo Ren finished his first sentence, his voice dropped so low that the content was completely inaudible.

Buzz buzz.

There was a strange sound, as if ten thousand people were whispering to each other, making people dizzy.

Soon, His voice emerged again, stronger than before:

"I think it's okay!"

“What the name says is absolutely feasible.”

"It's just that the catastrophe is approaching and the future is dangerous. Some measures are needed to protect it."

Coming!

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was about to get to the point, the black turntable!

At this moment, the white smoke faded slightly in front of this person, but what was revealed was not a human face...

He is wearing a mask!

The mask also has different colors, with alternating black and red, with added blue and green, with angry eyes and fangs exposed at the mouth. It is rough and powerful, deep and mighty. Just one look at it will leave people with a strong feeling of heart palpitations.

"Nuo noodles..."

"Yes, then His clothes also have a history, they are the kind of Nuo clothes used for sacrifices..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt that if he glanced twice more, that person would find him. He looked away unconsciously and found that his heartbeat was already a little faster.

He stabilized his mind, but couldn't stop his thoughts from starting to waver:

Famous Ancestor, Shi Ancestor, Nuo Ancestor!

Of these three ancestors, only Kong Yuhen is one of the ten ancestors of the Holy God Continent, and the remaining two are not among the ten ancestors.

But it is clear that there are only ten Ancestral Gods in destiny. Those two can communicate with the time ancestor Kongyuhen like this, and have such great momentum, they must be more than half-saints and holy emperors, right?

Where did you get the fate of the ancestor god?

Or should we say that all three of them have gone through the road of "two to one, one to zero"?

But to put it this way, even these three great powers are afraid of it and have to respond to the corresponding "catastrophe" in a roundabout way...

"That's right, I have an idea." The famous ancestor, who had many ideas, took over Nuozu's words:

"The great catastrophe is approaching, and it is really unreasonable to reincarnate in the world and do it at will, and time does not allow it."

"I'm afraid that before I can find a plan, find people, and regain my strength, a disaster will come. We have to make a fuss about 'time'."

The two ancestors then both looked to the right.

"How to write an article?" Shizu asked.

"It's too late for me to slowly return to the mortal world for the rest of my life."

"Nine is the ultimate number, so let's use the number 'nine'. During the great calamity, I want to be reincarnated in nine lives at the same time to save time."

"Kong Yuhen, you can run time in parallel and make all the reincarnations advance at the same time. As long as I come out of it in one life, it will be considered a success."

Xu Xiaoshou could empathize with Kong Yu's silence at this time.

He didn't even quite understand what the famous ancestor meant. Let time run parallel?

Mingzu looked to the left again: "I still need your 'Ninth World Breaking Fruit'."

"Can."

Nuo ancestors deserved it.

Shizu seemed a little anxious again: "Are you crazy? Taking the Nine World Breaking Fruit once is tantamount to cutting off your own future. If you don't come out of the Nine Worlds and reach a higher level, you will perish forever!"

"Do we still have a way out?"

The famous ancestor smiled lightly, quite confidently, "If you don't destroy it, you won't establish it."

Obviously, Zuo Zu on the left is also a radical advocate: "Well said, it cannot be established without destruction! But I want to remind you a few words..."

He paused, and from the white mist, he took out a golden fruit the size of a human head, but did not hand it out:

"It's hard to change a path, but it's hard to change a destiny."

"After taking this thing, it is said to be nine lives, but in fact it is only the first one. You have a chance, but it is difficult to return to your current state..."

"And if you can't transcend in this life and change your destiny against nature, it will only be more difficult in the next life. If you don't survive three lives, the probability of trying to transcend is almost zero."

"If it is really delayed until the seventh or eighth life, I am afraid that you will be plagued by diseases as soon as you are born, and it will be difficult to move forward. Or you may not even be able to choose the place of birth, and you will only be thrown into a place with exhausted spiritual energy at will by reincarnation. You can’t even smell the Tao, let alone start cultivating the Tao.”

"So, do you still want to take the Ninth World Breaking Fruit?"

After the conversation, the scene became a bit heavy.

The famous ancestor obviously knew roughly these consequences, but he had already made his decision and did not change his mind. He smiled and rolled his sleeves and said:

"It doesn't matter. If you don't succeed, you will succeed."