Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 808 I am not me, today is not yesterday (two in one)

Song Ciwan strolled in the long river.

Around me are the waves of time, splashing and disappearing.

Some of them disappeared too quickly, and even Song Ciwan could only see a few fragments in a quick glance. Some of them seemed to deliberately stay in the air and would stay in front of Song Ciwan for a few breaths.

Although it was only a few breaths, it was enough for Song Ciwan to take in all the scenes in the bubble at lightning speed.

Among them, the bubbles that had been seen by the Nine-tailed Fox, the Iron-sharp Demon Saint, Yun Liuguang and others were revealed.

In addition, Song Ciwan also saw many other illusory scenes.

For example, there is a scene that continues from what Yun Liuguang has seen -

Everyone rushed to the universe and built the Great Wall of the Starry Sky with their flesh and blood.

There were also countless spiritual materials and magical objects thrown into it, those figures that Song Ciwan was familiar with or unfamiliar with, each of them possessed earth-shaking power.

Every move he makes can make the road shake and the starry sky tremble.

However, such a large number of masters could not stop the surging tide of insects.

Yes, everyone rushed to the sea of ​​stars to build the Great Wall of Stars. This act was not only heroic, but also very tragic.

Because the Zerg cannot just sit there and do nothing while the heroes of these times accomplish the feat of "keeping the enemy out of the stars."

The bugs rushed forward frantically, trying to disrupt the plan of the "Great Wall of Starry Sky".

Then, one figure after another stood up.

Each of them played their best role and released the strongest attack of their life before dying, using their own lives to stop the crazy attack of the Zerg.

At the same time, when they died, their flesh, blood, and souls were transformed into nutrients, which were added to the magnificent walls of the Starry Sky Great Wall.

This naturally also includes Song Ciwan himself!

What kind of feeling would it be to see with your own eyes your own flesh, blood, and soul being thrown into a magnificent magic array that is unprecedented in history?
Song Ciwan thought that he would be shocked and sad when he saw this scene, but in fact, there was shock but not much sadness.

More than that, it is a sense of confirmation that I knew this long ago.

Oh, I see. It is indeed so...

Or maybe it was because she had already prepared herself mentally for this countless times thousands and thousands of years ago, so now, thousands and thousands of years later, she was spared the sadness.

There is no intense sadness, only a slight pain.

It is so subtle that it can almost be ignored.

It was as if Song Ciwan had a strange connection with himself thousands of years ago at this moment.

Originally, although Song Ciwan had awakened her wisdom from her previous life, her memory of her previous life only stopped at the time when she was still an ordinary person.

So much so that at first, she thought she had traveled through time.

Later, as her cultivation improved, she gradually began to realize that something was wrong. Through various opportunities, she discovered the secrets of her past life. She was horrified to find that something was wrong with this world and that it contained many secrets and crises.

During the decryption process, she came into contact with her past life self several times and came up with many guesses.

However, these contacts are inherently many layers away from the real secret.

It was like seeing flowers in the fog. She enjoyed the fun, but she still had no idea what was really important.

For example, there is always a piece missing from her memory.

She couldn’t remember why she became so “powerful” in her previous life!
Sometimes, she even doubts——

Is that really her from her previous life?
If it was true, why did she feel so unreal? Why couldn't she remember anything... anything?
All kinds of doubts, until this moment, I witnessed with my own eyes "myself" shattering the starry sky, tearing apart the divine bodies of the Zerg, and even exchanging injuries for death, fighting several Zerg, and finally finally couldn't hold on, and chose to self-destruct in an extreme state, sacrificing his flesh and blood soul...

Song Ciwan suddenly and inexplicably had a sense of commonality with his previous life's "self".

Her heart slowly settled down, and all kinds of broken memories and images flashed through her mind. It was still a bit foggy, but it seemed not so foggy at the same time.

She suddenly had a clear understanding——

Why is it so difficult for her to fully acquire her memories of her past life after she became "supernatural"?

This involves a paradox between soul and memory.

That is, if a person with the same soul has different memories in different stages, then are they really the same person in these two states?
If we look at this question purely from a medical perspective, then it is naturally the same person.

But from an ethical perspective, it is hard not to be suspicious.

For example, Dragon Girl Ao Yun, when she was still "Ao Yun", she was a chivalrous dragon chivalrous woman, and the lover of Kunshan disciple Mo Yinghuai. She was bright and generous, rational and intelligent, and chivalrous.

But after losing her memory, she had a completely different dragon life experience.

She forgot Mo Yinghuai, fell in love with Xiao Yan, and had a different name from before, her name was "Mingzhu".

After becoming "Mingzhu", she became much more naive and stupid. Mo Yinghuai became a stranger in her eyes. For Xiao Yan, she was even willing to give up her own dragon ball!

Later, if the Three Kunlun Immortals had not wanted not only the Dragon Ball but also her skin and tendons, and her bones and marrow, Mingzhu would probably not have woken up.

She will continue to love Xiao Yan terribly——

Of course, Ao Yun, who later transformed into a ghost, seemed to have woken up, but in fact she was still entangled in the love-hate relationship with Xiao Yan and could not get rid of it.

Is this Ao Yun really the Ao Yun that Mo Yinghuai loves?
Song Ciwan didn't think so.

But obviously, Mo Yinghuai felt it was.

Yes, if he didn't think they were the same person, how could he be willing to sacrifice himself in exchange for the resurrection of "Ao Yun" in the choice given by the wooden man?
As for this question, everyone has their own opinion.

It's hard to have a standard answer.

Or maybe Mo Yinghuai just wanted to fulfill his own obsession?

No one can say for sure about this question.

As a member of the "no" school, it is obvious that... her ideas in this regard are consistent with hers now.

Therefore, after reincarnation, Song Ciwan was always unable to fully acquire the memories of "himself" after he became extraordinary.

Yes, she was so extraordinary that she didn’t want to pass down her memories of becoming extraordinary at all!
Because she also felt that after reincarnation, she should form a completely new personality, not a fake self...

After all, although she was at the top of the world back then, she never really solved the problem of the Ancient God Zerg. Her achievements seemed extremely brilliant, but they were always constrained by the upper limit.

She hopes that her reincarnated self can break this limit!

Therefore, I would rather annihilate myself.

To put it simply, if we are going to reopen, then we should reopen it completely! This principle is very complicated and difficult to explain clearly, and it is also difficult for ordinary people to understand.

But at this moment, Song Ciwan inexplicably understood it.

She suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart in the rapidly rushing waves. She turned her head and her eyes passed over the bubble that was flickering with the image of the starry sky. The bubble dissipated quickly and Song Ciwan could soon see nothing.

The river was still rushing, leaving only a slight melancholy in her heart.

More bubbles flashed by, and one of them particularly attracted Song Ciwan's attention.

She saw dozens of magnificent star fortresses!

Oh, that's also part of the Starry Wall.

However, at this moment, many star fortresses all appear to be very dilapidated.

There were young figures flying and galloping in it. Most of these figures had very youthful faces. The oldest one looked no more than eighteen years old, and the youngest one even looked like twelve or thirteen years old at most!
Someone said hastily: "The fortress can't hold up, what should we do?"

Someone gritted his teeth and said, "We can't be caught by those disgusting bugs. If I am eaten by them, I would rather sacrifice my soul to the Starry Sky Great Wall!"

One voice after another responded: "Yes, since our predecessors have sacrificed themselves, why can't we sacrifice ourselves?"

"I would rather be sacrificed than eaten by worms!"

There was also a faint voice: "But... after all, it's not the last moment yet."

"Bah! It will be too late if we wait until the last minute. The sacrifice should be made early!"

"Let's hurry up!"

These figures suddenly turned along a broad avenue full of classical technology and headed straight for a mysterious altar at the end of the avenue that seemed to reach the sky.

Most of the figures were moving faster and faster. They were flying, flashing, and even tearing their own bodies apart. Before they even reached the altar, some were already missing arms and legs.

But this disability did not slow them down. On the contrary, because of the self-mutilation outbreak, their speed increased!

They rushed to the altar and scrambled to burn themselves amid the huge roar outside the fortress.

Looking at those young faces, Song Ciwan's expression became increasingly calm.

Flames shot up into the sky from the altar, lighting up the star-like turret outside the Star Fortress.

boom--

The huge cannon suddenly attacked, as if the stars had turned into weapons.

Rumble, countless giant insects' limbs flew, and their bodies were annihilated into nothingness under the high temperature of the cannon.

But there were just too many bugs.

At the very end of the huge insect swarm, in a space that is difficult for humans to reach, there is even a huge worm that looks like a mountain. It is lying in the cracks of space, and new giant worms are constantly produced at its tail!

Then the next moment, countless giant insects rushed in like a tide, like heavenly soldiers descending from the sky.

There were so many giant insects that the entire fortress was submerged in an instant.

The star cannons outside the fortress could no longer fire—

Among those teenage groups that attacked, a considerable number fell behind from the very beginning.

This group of people are the ones who showed timidity at the beginning.

They unconsciously put themselves last and could not make up their minds to sacrifice themselves.

This decision meant that when the insect swarm really arrived, this group of people had no time to react at all.

Rumble!
The fortress collapsed, shattered into pieces in an instant, and fell into deep space.

These fragments kept rolling in countless densely packed space cracks that looked like wormholes. Some of the fragments were caught by some giant insects, which opened their mouths to eat them, but then they took the whole fragment -

After devouring the people in the fragments, it was suddenly struck by something extremely painful.

The giant insect opened its mouth again and instantly spat out the swallowed fragments and living creatures!
Some giant insects even screamed in pain.

And those creatures that were spit out again, whether they were humans or anything else, died after swimming in the giant worm's belly!
They died, and their fragments fell into the cracks of space, gradually producing all kinds of wonderful evolutions.

And some of those who died turned into wooden men after being washed away by endless years!

This was exactly the kind of person Song Ciwan had seen in the Fantasy City of Pinglan City before—

A wooden man with no clothes, no skin, only bones and muscle lines.

Each wooden figure has a strange aura. If you get close, you can hear the painful cries and strange whispers coming from inside the wooden figure...

Among them, there is even a "Xiwu" sound that is exactly the same as that of the ancient god insect clan!
It turns out that this is how those wooden figures came about.

Another mystery was solved, and Song Ciwan suddenly realized.

This is how those wooden men came about, so...how did the wooden man in this Haoxu Fairy Island who can move, talk and give lectures come about?
Song Ciwan continued to travel through the long river.

She had a hunch that as long as she found the true origin of the wooden man, she would be able to find it out in an instant and reveal all the secrets of Haoxu Fairy Island!
The long river rolled again and again, and the true energy and magic power in Song Ciwan's body were burning violently.

As she strolled in the long river, she quickly swallowed various pills. If the medicinal power could not keep up and the consumption could not be replenished, she would immediately sacrifice her lifespan.

Ten thousand years at a time!

However, in just a few short periods of time, she sacrificed 300,000 years of her life.

A total lifespan of more than nine million years may seem like a long time, but if it really starts to burn, it is actually not that burn-resistant.

Song Ciwan's mood was very stable. She was not impatient at all, and she kept reciting: "Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three drops of rain in front of the mountain... Good, I caught another one."

Another wave bloomed before her eyes, and the scenes in the bubble changed rapidly.

That was...that was a very strange scene.

The biggest oddity is that the style of the picture is neither like the wonderful style of the Chinese Era that combines science fiction and mythology, nor like the pure classical mythology Kyushu style of today.

The style of the picture is very primitive.

Tall jungles, ferocious beasts, and people living in tribes...

But although they live in tribal communities, the seemingly primitive humans in these tribes all possess various magical powers.

The lower-level ones can tear tigers, leopards and other ferocious beasts apart alive, while the higher-level ones can even call the wind and rain and bring the dead back to life!
However, they have to pray to call the wind and rain, to bring the dead back to life, to sow the fields, and to hunt and travel...

In short, no matter big or small, important or trivial, they have to pray!
Song Ciwan felt very surprised when he saw it, and for a moment he couldn't even understand why he had caught this one among so many bubbles.