"Forehead..."
"No, no, no!"
In the world of the ancestral palace.
Xuanyuan looked at the beauty in front of him after hearing the words of many ancestral witches.
He looked at himself with confusion on his face, and when the tears in his eyes flashed again, he hurriedly spoke.
This moment was so touching that Xuanyuan was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands and said, "I can explain, don't cry! Don't cry!"
"I can explain it all!"
Hearing Xuanyuan's words.
The tears that were about to overflow in Houtu's eyes finally stopped.
She didn't speak either.
Instead, he continued to look at Xuanyuan with tears, signaling for him to explain.
"emmm..."
Xuanyuan bit his lip, knowing in his heart that his clone Xiao Yi was already shining brightly outside, becoming famous throughout the world.
Although there is no power of heavenly rules in the ancestral palace, the sky curtain has not spread to the extreme.
But the whole prehistoric era knew it.
Xiao Yi is the Human Emperor.
Then what's the point of continuing to pretend?
Do we still want to continue to hide this from the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
Apparently.
He can deceive simple Houtu with sweet words.
But how do other ancestral witches cheat?
Again.
The Lich Catastrophe is coming and may happen at any time.
The human race still needs some time to develop.
Currently, the only ones fighting against the Demon Clan are the Witch Clan.
If he continues to hide it, he will only create a barrier with the ancestral witches.
It may even be that because of Hou Tu's incident, the identity of the Holy Witch ceased to exist.
Xuanyuan cleared his thoughts.
I know it in my heart.
It's time for a showdown with the Twelve Ancestral Witches...
Think of this.
He exhaled slightly.
When Zhu Rong Qiangliang and other ancestral wizards were impatient and wanted to rush forward, he finally spoke: "Yes, I am the Human Emperor."
"At the same time, I am also Xiao Yi."
As soon as these words came out.
Hou Tu, who was closest to Xuanyuan, was stunned.
Her beautiful tearful eyes couldn't help but widen, and her pretty face was full of sluggishness.
After the other ancestral witches heard this.
Everyone froze, the original anger on their faces dissipated, and instantly turned into a look of surprise.
The sky is filled with inheritance stars.
The tall bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were frozen in place like stone sculptures.
The whole place fell into silence for an instant.
But soon.
Many ancestral witches reacted instantly.
Everyone stared at Xuanyuan with wide eyes, their eyes kept glancing back and forth on Xuanyuan, and asked questions with disbelief on their faces:
"You...what are you talking about? What are you talking about? Are you Xiao Yi? The big disciple of Jie Jiao? What is the human Xuanyuan?"
"It's ridiculous! It's extremely ridiculous! It's full of loopholes! Your soul, body, soul, and soul are all there. You are clearly a living human being. Are you Xiao Yi? What about the one in Chaos at this time? Is he a puppet?"
"Seizing a body? Possessing? A clone? You don't have any of these marks on your body. Do you think we are all blind after living for countless years?"
"So young people nowadays lie without thinking? Just open their mouths?"
"Although I can't see any trace of you in the long river of time, this only proves that you have great supernatural powers that obscure the secrets of heaven. Maybe it was left by God the Father. This doesn't prove anything."
"I have lived for so long, and I have never heard of any magical power in this world that can make the clone indistinguishable from the original body..."
"And more! If what you said is true, wouldn't those saints in the chaos at this time not be able to see that Xiao Yi is a clone? How ridiculous!"
"..."
For a while.
All the ancestral witches spoke one after another.
Based on their experience of surviving for countless years in the wilderness, they have revealed many reasons why Xuanyuan and Xiao Yi cannot be the same person.
The ancestral witch who was good at refining weapons took a closer look at Xuanyuan's body and realized that Xuanyuan was a living body of flesh and blood, not a refined treasure.
The ancestral witch who is good at the law of time looked at the long river of time and said that Xuanyuan's secret was indeed blurred, but it could not be used as evidence.
This is the middle of heaven and earth.
Only the two ancestral witches did not speak.
One was Hou Tu, who was still staring at Xuanyuan with disbelief.
One is Dijiang.
He said nothing, but his eyes never left Xuanyuan, and countless rays of light flashed in his eyes.
Apparently.
Di Jiang was also constantly thinking about the possibility of Xuanyuan being Xiao Yi.
Just as the Twelve Ancestral Witches said.
If we look at this problem from the perspective of ordinary monks.
It definitely feels impossible!
The clone is the clone, and the body is the body.
It is impossible for the body and the clone to be exactly the same.
If Xiao Yi is a clone, how can he control the Human Emperor Seal? How to invite the way of heaven? How to avoid being discovered in front of many saints?
If Xuanyuan is a clone.
Then their Twelve Ancestral Witches are not vegetarians either.
How could you not see the difference and clues between the clone and the original body?
It was at this time.
Di Jiang's eyes flashed, and his mind suddenly recalled some things that happened countless years ago, before Sanqing became a saint.
At that time.
Among the great powers in the ancient world, there is one as powerful as Lao Tzu.
He looks like an old man, he was born at the peak of his powers, and his way of dealing with people is as indifferent as Lao Tzu.
But then this great man quietly disappeared, just like evaporating from the world.
For a period of time, his affairs were discussed for a long time by the great powers of the heavens, as a pleasant talk after the boring practice.
What is the name of this great man?
Taishang... Taishang Laojun?
Keep thinking.
It seems that during that period.
Same as Lao Tzu.
There was also a powerful person like Yuan Shi, who later quietly disappeared without a trace.
If it was before.
Di Jiang would definitely not think so much and feel that these long-past events have any connection.
but now.
Xiao Yi, the great disciple of Jiejiao...
He is related to the founder of Jiejiao, Master Tongtian...
Those related to Tongtian are Laozi and Yuanshi.
They are all Sanqing!
They are all the souls of Father God Pangu that transform into the three pure beings in one breath.
Think boldly.
If they all have a magical power.
Can the clone be the same as the main body?
Then boldly break through the barriers of thinking and think.
If Tongtian gave this magical power to Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi really learned it, he could clone himself out of Xuanyuan?
Then everything can be explained! ! !
Thousands of thoughts flashed through Di Jiang's mind.
It sounds cumbersome to say, but in fact, these thoughts only flashed through my mind for a moment.
But think of this.
Di Jiang shook his head slightly again and shook this thought out of his mind.
He thinks it's impossible!
Is there really such a magical power in this world?
Even if there really is!
The magical power exclusive to Sanqing.
How can Xiao Yi learn virtue?
I must be crazy...
He actually believed Xuanyuan's lies.
Think of this.
Di Jiang raised his right hand slightly, and the ancestral wizards behind him all shut up.
"I don't believe it, please prove it." Di Jiang looked at Xuanyuan and said coldly, his tone thousands of times colder than before.
Xuanyuan was confused when he heard this, and had the illusion that he needed to apply for a certificate and go through the procedures to return to his previous life.
Prove what?
Prove that I am who I am?
