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　　 Fu Qingjun was startled,

　　 Wen Ce Tianzun Chen Nianzi, in order to resurrect Chen Weizhu, can be said to have worked hard, even at all costs, even life,

　　 Now the situation is reversed, but Chen Weizhu doesn't want to resurrect Chen Nianzi?

　　 "May I know why?" Fu Qingjun said.

　　 Chen Weizhu smiled, his expression still calm, "Is she the resurrected woman?"

　　 Fu Qingjun is silent.

　　 "Yes, from the perspective of the true spirit, the soul imprint of each person in the universe is unique, and the true spirit is still that true spirit."

　　 Chen Weizhu whispered: "If it is to reset the universe, and then read the true spirit data remaining in the cosmic wall membrane, it is equivalent to letting him come back to life, the same body, the same soul, but is it really her?"

　　 Fu Qingjun already vaguely knew what she was going to say,

　　 "I don't think it is, at least not the one I know."

Chen Weizhu’s voice was deadly flat: “The she I know is the one who has become Wen Ce Tianzun. She is innocent and lovely on the outside, but decisive, cruel, and extremely mature in her heart. She is not a really ignorant girl who treats me. In other words, it is just another person who is similar."

　　 "And she resurrected me because she knew me when I was a young girl, so for her, the resurrection of me to that era is my real resurrection."

　　 Fu Qingjun already understands her mind,

　　 Because of experience, Tianzun Wen Ce is very special.

　　 cannot be used to reset the past universe and resurrect her from that young age,

　　 Because even if it was the resurrection of Chen Nianzi who was a teenager, the ignorant servant of the dung palace, that was not the real Wence Tianzun, nor the person he knew in this era of Chen Weizhu.

　　 That was just a genius girl with the same appearance, who was really innocent and ignorant.

　　 Fu Qingjun was also silent in his heart, and a question broke out in his heart, "Remember? What is the real self when a person is alive?"

　　 If he dies, then a clone with exactly the same flesh and blood is his own rebirth?

　　 If you die, or is it a creature with exactly the same soul, is it your own rebirth?

　　Or, this is not one's own anymore, the real rebirth is to have your own unique life and memory!

　　 If this is the case, the fake Wen Ce Tian Zun, is it true that Wen Ce Tian respects life?

　　He has the memory and experience of Wen Ce Tianzun,

　　 is also not right.

　　Fake Wen Ce Tianzun, obviously different,

　　Although he has the same past memories, his own personality and way of being in the world are all different.

　　 This is the difference between the same memory and different souls.

　　 Based on this conjecture, perhaps, true rebirth, flesh and blood, true spirit, and memory are all indispensable.

　　 Then, there is a more special operation:

After resetting for a long time, I brought out the young Chen Nianzi, and then copied the memory of the fake Tianzun Wence Tianzun, deleted and deleted the memory fragments that Tianzun Wence Tianzun had just transmitted to him, then it is flesh and blood, real spirit, The three memories are one,

　　 "But, is that really the rebirth of Tianzun Wen Ce?"

　　 Fu Qingjun still had doubts in his heart, and he couldn't say it for a while.

　　 After all, what is the real life?

　　 The topic seems to have returned to the universe. It is a dead thing, we are all dead, and we have never really lived.

　　 More probably, we have always been alive. The reason why we feel that we are dead is because we feel that our life is not wonderful enough. A dead pool of stagnant water. Living is a pool of stagnant water, but we think that this is not really alive.

　　The Taizu emperors of the past have always thought that they are dead, and they are pursuing real life and real freedom. This is a joke.

　　 Matryoshka,

　　 No matter what kind of thinking, they are constantly mating dolls,

　　 The universe is really wonderful,

　　 No matter how you understand it, you have no way of knowing which level it is really on. Are we alive or dead? What do we mean to the universe?

　　 Fu Qingjun smiled, maybe only by truly entering the eighth level, the ultimate realm in the legend, in that dimension, can we know the real secrets of the universe.

　　 "That is not the real her after all."

Chen Weizhu stroked the tombstone, revealing a touch of complexity, and said: "I am afraid and terrified that another completely different her, with her body and skin, destroying the memory in my heart, and instead of this, it is better to She will stay in my heart forever."

　　 Fu Qingjun thoroughly understood Chen Weizhu’s seemingly absurd decision, not to resurrect Wen Ce Tianzun,

　　 She is scared, and she also knows that because of the special nature of Wence Tianzun, that is not the real Wence Tianzun resurrected, even if it is forced, it is just a substitute puppet, a doll that she comforts.

　　 That Chen Nianzi lost that experience,

　　Only the real experience can create the universe emperor Wence Tianzun. The unique aura is the first black-bellied Tianzun Fu Qingjun and Chen Weizhu have known together.

　　 "Wen Ce Tianzun is dead after all."

Suddenly, Fu Qingjun looked towards the sky. Although he had never really communicated too much in his heart, he still felt an irresistible acquaintance. The man behind the scenes who was fluttering in white clothes once smiled and said he wanted to play against him is his own life. The most important confidant in China.

"I understand."

　　 "Sorry, I can't do anything for you after all."

　　 "If I can do it one day, I will resurrect the real him for you. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com"

　　 Fu Qingjun sighed and looked at Chen Weizhu guarding the tombstone. He didn't disturb her any more, but talked like an old friend and then turned and left.

　　 There was a quiet area around, and Fu Qingjun walked out of this huge cemetery.

"ended."

　　 "All the wars are over, I overthrew all the decay... No, it was the little horn that overthrew all the decay, including me. There are no more enemies in this world."

　　 Fu Qingjun walked all the way out, looking at the new ultimate heaven around him.

　　 He didn't want to accompany these celestial lords to drink, and went down again, walking among the galaxies, observing the common people in the new era, and the civilizations of the stars in the new era galaxy.

　　 He walked and stopped like this, spent a lot of civilization along the way, saw the sorrows and joys of many mortals, and felt a lot of peace in his heart, so he kept walking like this until the end of Tianzun’s celebration banquet.

　　 So, Fu Qingjun returned to the heavenly court.

　　 "It's time to officially start, divide the seats, and start doing business." Fu Qingjun entered the palace and looked at the little loudspeaker wearing an imperial robe.

　　 "Little speaker, I want to listen to the tune." Fu Qingjun patted her cheek and said.

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