This group of players is more cunning than cunning

My name is Xu Huan, and I was born precocious.

I was born to stand at the top of human beings, with powerful wisdom, terrible talents, and amazing talents.

All the powerful people said that I have a rare talent in human history, and I am destined to lead the glory of mankind in this era.

It was not until that day that I realized that those powerful people in the holy land who had high expectations for me had died for countless thousands of years, and what kind of wrong era I was born in

280,000 years ago, the land of Kyushu.

Sects were divided, the court was corrupt, the kings rose, and the princes supported by the major holy lands were fighting endlessly, and the people were like grass.

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

The square was crowded with people.

Parents held their children's hands to participate in the test of asking immortals, and an old man with immortal style was testing in front of the stone tablet.

In the center stood a gray stone tablet with shining mysterious patterns.

A group of children were queuing.

"Wang Xiao, mixed fire spiritual root."

"Li Wanqi, middle-grade water spiritual root."

"Li Er, mortal."

As the test was carried out, many parents with children had different expressions.

Some cried, some were ecstatic, some were desperate, and some even beat and scolded their sons who had returned, scolding them for not living up to expectations.

"Grandpa, why are they crying?" Xu Huan stood by, holding the hand of the grandfather who was in charge of the stone tablet.

While testing the children in line, the grandfather said gently:

"Because people are born unequal, a child with spiritual roots in the family will ascend to heaven in one step, and a child without spiritual roots cannot practice, and can only grow old, get sick and die, and endure the suffering of life."

"Ah?" Xu Huan was puzzled.

The grandfather said: "You were born with a spiritual root. When you were born, the sky was full of colorful clouds and various strange phenomena. Of course, you don't know the suffering of mortals."

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

I am the chosen one destined by fate, the real chosen one, and the protagonist destined to soar to the sky in the storybook.

But I don't like this feeling.

I don't know why, but I feel that the whole world is very hypocritical and full of strange disharmony.

This area is ruled by a sect called Yuanchu Holy Land.

This is an extremely ancient and long-standing immortal sect. It is said that since the beginning of human history, it has been exploring and developing, leading humans forward, defeating all kinds of strange beasts in the wild era, and making humans step by step become the strongest race in this world from the slash-and-burn period to the present.

And I became a disciple of the headmaster as soon as I entered the door.

The headmaster is a gentle and friendly woman. I am a new disciple with two senior brothers and a later junior sister.

I took my senior brothers and sisters down the mountain to exorcise demons and monsters. I saw a family store that sold meat in Yunlai. The couple was beaten into demons and burned because they secretly planted spiritual roots in their daughter who was born without spiritual roots.

I saved her.

I saw the shopkeeper in Changfeng Restaurant. He was kind and generous, helping the common people, but he only wanted to live longer. He secretly opened his spiritual roots and was beaten to death by the high immortals.

I saved him.

I heard the crying of a couple holding their daughter, and heard every household taking the owner of Changfeng Restaurant to the clinic in the heavy snow.

For thousands of years.

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

I once stood at the top of my peers, fought with other geniuses, sat and talked, sat on the hills, and told my dream of equality for everyone.

I heard that in the next continent, there was a mortal scholar without spiritual roots who opened up a way to plant spiritual roots.

At that time, I thought: "I want to be friends with that person!"

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

That will bring great hope to mortals struggling in the muddy pain.

In the flesh and blood arena.

The Li family is the cultivator in charge here.

Li Youzhu is a very interesting person. Every time I compete with the geniuses, he occasionally comes to chat with me when I clean up the scene.

"How do you prove that you are still alive?"

Li Youzhu poured tea and asked with a smile:

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

"How do you prove that you are not living in a distant history, but just an ancient human exhibit in history, showing tourists the customs and customs of your own time?"

"How do you prove that you were not manipulated at birth, affecting certain perceptions, similar to strange cognitive defects."

"It's very delicate. Only by being numbered and marked at birth can you achieve this level."

Li Youzhu murmured to himself.

In the distance, another girl in red came over and said speechlessly: "Master, what do you say to a # ? Even if he is amazing in ancient history, this era is ultimately \u0026%, and he can't x # at all, just living in x\u0026"

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

Li Youzhu, a person who is good at thinking.

He is too smart.

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

He pondered this meaningless life every day, and his complicated thoughts slowed down his cultivation.

He was obviously a genius.

However, this time his words made me think.

I had doubts in my heart and began to test.

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

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

This is now.

The status of the new humans and the old humans has completely reversed. We are just pigs kept in captivity.

Human-shaped mineral veins that are fattened and killed.

In the history of 280,000 years, I tried my best to change the unfairness and save the weak.

Unexpectedly, God played a huge joke on me.

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

I am the weak one kept in captivity.

I am the endangered species that should be saved.

We brothers and sisters, dormant, testing, groping, secretly studying the edge of this world.

We have experienced a series of twists and turns, and finally found that the price of the master who has been imprisoned in prison for countless tens of thousands of years is to cultivate us out of the pen.

For a certain degree of freedom, the master once chose to agree to educate us and accompany us to grow up, but watching the children she cultivated leave

Generation after generation of children leaving, she couldn't bear it at all.

The master's refusal made them very angry.

Since they don't help, they will fall into chaos.

Mining is normal.

But they have to use the nails to hit her skull every day, so that her head will be in endless confusion and severe pain.

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

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

"At least, let the master have a better life."

"Okay." Li Youzhu was silent for a while, and smiled: "I will still mine, but I won't torture her. However, if I want to occupy that mine, I will have to join the Fang family."

Only by becoming a member of the Fang family can you be responsible for managing that mine and torturing that headmaster.

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

"You said, what if I really become a mine one day? I would rather die than become another master and cultivate new successors."

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

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

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

Twenty-eight thousand years later.

Boom!

On the Xinyi battlefield, the sky was covered in black. Everyone on the battlefield, including the Xinyi King in the center, was looking sideways.

No stars in the sky came to inspect and shouted "Bold".

Because most of the stars were already in front of them, staring blankly at a ghost king being born in front of them.

Crash.

Xu Huan's eyes flashed with a strong sense of vicissitudes.

"Me"

He smiled bitterly and turned his head to look back at the scale gate.

The land that made him dream and flee, he suddenly remembered that summer, when the master took them brothers and sisters to go on an outing. That year, the bright sunshine sprinkled on their faces, and everyone talked about the ideals and beliefs of resolving the struggle for the human race.

"I want to create a truly peaceful world."

"Child, you will succeed." The master finally said so.

But now the light of the sun and the moon is no longer on his face.

The gloomy sky covered everything, as if it also foreshadowed that the world had returned to dusk again.

"That one is old."

He murmured in a low voice.

Today's society is exactly the prosperous world I saw back then.

The dream that I longed for but did not open up back then has already been fulfilled by that person.

All people are born equal, and rely on personal efforts and talents to open the three flowers and spiritual roots.

This is already a relatively perfect social form.

"Unfortunately, none of this belongs to me."

He clenched his fist towards the sky, as if he wanted to hold the sky of this era. Although his whole body was stained with gloomy black, he smiled at the corners of his mouth, gentle and calm, as if he was gentle to others when he was alive.

Only the eyes on his face were stained scarlet, like a ball of flame that would never go out.

"Fang! Family!"

The angry roar blew away the clouds in the sky.

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

"You deserve to die!!!!"

The hometown that cannot be returned to, the era that cannot be integrated.

I traveled through the hypocritical world to reach the real end, but I was even more sad.

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