Long live in the world

Chapter 93

"After the martial artist has cultivated to the eighth rank, an indestructible substance is born. The substance is very strange, and only the same substance can be indelible.

Therefore, there is a saying that warriors of the eighth rank are immortal!
But your resurrection is very strange. Other resurrected warriors have not awakened the memory of their previous lives, but you have. This is not in line with common sense. "Zhang Tao explained.

"Common sense?" Zuo Qianqiu asked.

"Actually, the reanimated warriors here are just the indestructible spiritual power or indestructible matter of the ancient strongmen, which were left by chance, and now they are combined with the current warriors to become the so-called resurrected warriors.

But in fact, it is not correct to say that the resurrected warrior is the successor of power.

If you really want to be resurrected, to live a new life, at least recovering memory is the foundation! "

Zuo Qianqiu nodded. As the fifth-rank instructor of the school, he had contact with eight-rank warriors and knew these basic common sense. After thinking for a while, he responded: "You mean, after the death of the ancient eight-rank powerhouse, Is it possible to be resurrected?"

"We have discovered a lot about this kind of warrior, and we have basically confirmed it." Looking at Zuo Qianqiu's expression, Zhang Tao couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he asked: "What are your dreams?
We have seen those reanimated warriors, and they are basically the same as the current warriors, without your miraculous mental power tactics! "

Zuo Qianqiu showed some confusion on his face, "How should I put it, these dreams are fragmented, some are fragments, and up to now, I still dream every day, dreaming of new things.

I can only say some generalities. "

"No problem, even if it is a fragment, it can help us understand some periods in the past, and it may be helpful to resist the crypt." Zhang Tao nodded.

At this time, in an unknown corner, a small group of mental power that no one had discovered also emitted some fluctuations.

The old man guarding the gate of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School suddenly murmured: "Let me see what era you are a martial artist, Martial Dao Yuanling, have you never heard of it?"

On the other side, Zuo Qianqiu paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about where he started, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Let me start directly from the first dream, this dream should be the most complete one right now.

In the dream, I was living in a tribe, everyone wore animal skins, and lived a life of scanty clothes and starvation every day..."

"Wait, are you talking about the era you lived in, or the ancient tribal era?!" Zhang Tao interrupted immediately after hearing this.

He discovered the difference. Although those resurrected warriors had no memory, he learned from Town Star City that these warriors actually died after a great battle more than 1000 years ago.

And they came to the conclusion that such resurrection is only possible if a large number of warriors die at the same time.

The stronger the warrior, the faster the resurrection, and vice versa.

"That's right, what's the problem?" Zuo Qianqiu asked back, he was pretending now, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

"The resurrected warriors we have found are almost all warriors resurrected more than 1000 years ago. It is unbelievable that you are still living in the era of wearing animal skins!" In Zhang Tao's thinking, there is also a time limit for resurrection. You can't be resurrected within, and you basically don't have to think about it in the future, it's dead.

As for what Zuo Qianqiu said, how long ago was the era of tribes wearing animal skins?

Before the Three Emperors, they were in tribal form, but they didn't know whether to wear animal skins or not. Zhang Tao was not an expert in archaeology, so he was not very able to analyze these things, but he could guess how long the history was.

He asked: "At that time, were there three emperors and five emperors?"

Zuo Qianqiu shook his head, "I don't know if there are Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, after all, at that time, I was just a small person in a small tribe.

In addition, in our tribe, there are no warriors, everyone is ordinary people.

One day I went out hunting, and when I came back, I found that the tribe was gone. "

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhang Tao, and Zhang Tao also asked very cooperatively: "Why didn't it exist?"

Zuo Qianqiu responded with satisfaction, "I was destroyed by a fierce beast. As for what kind of beast it is, I don't know. I wasn't there at the time, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today."

Zhang Tao silently remembered the word "vicious beast" in his heart. In the tribal era, there were no warriors.

When these things are connected, one can imagine the hardships and hardships of that era.

He asked, "What happened next?"

"There was no more after that..." Zuo Qianqiu responded lightly, seeing Zhang Tao's puzzled eyes, so he said: "This paragraph is a relatively complete situation in my memory. It's the end, but I can also talk about it."

Zhang Tao nodded, signaling Zuo Qianqiu to continue.

"The second scene after that was that I was chased and killed by a ferocious beast. This thing looked like a wild boar, but it was very huge. It was crushed all the way and was overwhelming. After many hardships and hardships, I was finally hunted down. To the cliff, forced to escape by jumping off the cliff, survived.

Of course, there is actually only one scene in this paragraph, which is the scene where I jumped off the cliff and saw the beast chasing after me, and the rest are all my guesses. " Zuo Qianqiu added.

Zhang Tao's face was a bit dark, he thought it was another situation, but it turned out that there were only fragments, Zuo Qianqiu made up so much by himself, and he said: "Mr. Fang, next time you can just talk about the picture, what kind of plot , it is easy to interfere with our judgment, okay?"

Seeing this, Zuo Qianqiu agreed, and at the same time responded: "There is still a detail in it. In fact, at this time, I, or the me in this clip, already have some foundations of a warrior. From the details of my jumping off the cliff, I can tell See, I jump farther and run faster."

Zhang Tao nodded, and recorded this item, and then asked: "In your memory, are there any names of places, people, etc., which may reveal the era before your resurrection."

Hearing this, Zuo Qianqiu hesitated for a moment, and responded: "It seems that there is. Let me think about it. In the tribe, it seems that some people call me Jiu, Jiu Jiu, just one word, a single name, no surname or anything like that. .”

"Long!" Zhang Tao wrote down the word, and then thought of something, his face darkened again, and he said to Zuo Qianqiu: "Mr. Fang, you said this is a person from the tribe, what do you call you?

Why didn't you say that when you talked about the first scene just now! ? "He was speechless. He didn't say such an important thing. If he didn't ask, he might have missed a very important clue!
Zuo Qianqiu said helplessly: "There is no other way. I couldn't remember just now. I forgot if you didn't tell me. These things are actually like dreams. They are a little vague. I can remember them when you mention them. If you don't tell them, I will forget them." Just can't remember."

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