It seems that not only Yangxu knows the existence of the children of the past, but also the Brahma world knows their existence.
Yang Xu was curious and asked the master directly:
"Do you know the secret of the furnace of life and the God in your body?"
The snow-white master with a long beard looked at Yang Xu in surprise when he heard the speech:
"Where did you learn this? The son of the past told you?"
Seeing Yang Xu nodding, the master couldn't help sighing:
"In the past, we humans used to be the master of all things, controlling everything on the earth, and even gave birth to an existence comparable to God."
"Human willpower is too strong. Through their own tenacious will, they can overcome many difficulties and ascend to the sky step by step. Even those naturally raised beings... They call themselves God... Even God is inferior to human beings in this regard, but they can't find a way to stop human beings."
"Through cultivation, human beings communicate with the natural power of heaven and earth, become more and more powerful, and finally grow to the point of comparable with God. Finally one day, the contradiction between human and divine was born. Although the number of divine families is rare, everyone can understand the laws of heaven and earth and understand any secrets of nature."
"After a God was slaughtered by powerful human beings, the God cursed human beings at the expense of his own soul, completely sealing the furnace of life evolved in human blood. However, the curse of the protoss on human beings has also become another direction of human evolution, that is, to use the curse of God to excavate the divine reserves in the body and awaken the strange ability..."
Yang Xu frowned at the speech:
"This energy is a magic power?"
The master shook his head, "no, it's similar to the divine power, but it's different. The divine power is to use the power of rules, and the power of God is to use people's own power."
Yang Xu nodded, "the way to tap the power of God is only available in the past?"
The master nodded.
What else did Yang Xu want to ask? At this time, monk kudu came in with an ugly face:
"Master, martial uncle, he... Came again."
Monk kudu's ugly face made Yangxu feel a little strange.
Seeing this, kudu's master smiled bitterly:
"Let du'e King Kong see a joke. In fact, my little Vatican Academy was greatly affected by the disaster of the Vatican. Under the great pressure of the demon clan, the little Vatican Academy was divided into three factions. One faction completely betrayed the Vatican and sought another magic suppression method, and the remaining two factions..."
"Is that martial uncle from another faction?"
Yang Xu asked.
The master nodded, "my elder martial brother and some other monks advocate giving up the little Vatican, finding another place to live, redeveloping their strength, and making a comeback when they have enough strength to sweep away the demon clan!"
This statement made Yang Xu sneer:
"This idea is not so childish as to pretend to be confused! It's false for this martial uncle to develop again. Is it true to want to run for his life?"
The little Vatican has a long history. After so long development, it failed to empty the demon clan, and even the big demons in the town demon tower failed to kill.
If you settle in another place, how can it develop to "when the strength is enough"? Obviously just trying to escape here.
In Yang Xu's opinion, this is much more despicable than those who break away from the Vatican and find another way to fight the demon family!
Monk kudu and Shifu seemed a little embarrassed, but Yang Xu raised his eyebrows, "go, since I'm a King Kong, take me to meet this martial uncle."
Monk kudu's eyes suddenly brightened, "martial uncle Ming really wants to see you, but don't be too careful. He may make trouble for you."
Yang Xu is unafraid:
With the eternal immobility and immeasurable Sutra, what is he afraid of?
Moreover, even without this treasure Sutra, it is easy for Yang Xu to deal with a Ming in the little Vatican!
Thousands of miles away from the little Vatican.
Seeing that all the lingering magic Qi swept over the Mountain Gate of the little Vatican, a surprised look flashed in the eyes of the black prison King:
"Is this Du'er King Kong so important? Just once, it will easily reverse the situation?"
The tall and majestic ape rainbow beside him sneered:
"People didn't just show up. Yang Xu shot himself and killed all the mobs within two or three moves. Of course, the rest of the small shrimps can't turn over the storm."
He looked provocatively at the black prison king, especially behind him. He stared deeply at the door that seemed to connect the mysterious hell, and said:
"Let me just take off Yang Xu's head. I've just made a breakthrough recently and have a new understanding. I vaguely feel that Yang Xu seems to have something homologous with my strength!"
In the ape rainbow's eyes, a golden light flashed, "let me kill him! Seize the source of his strength!"
The black prison King couldn't help laughing:
"By you? I'm afraid I can't do it. The prince of Morocco was as confident as you before. Didn't he also fail?"
Ape Hong shook her head and shook the black gold spear in her hand:
"I'm different from him. I know more about the power of Yang Xu."
"What do you know? Just because of that Lingming stone?"
The black prison King sneered and refused him, "none of you can act without my consent! I said, if we don't do it, we must take Yangxu completely!"
Hoo!
The ape rainbow's eyes twinkled, turned into a golden monkey hair and disappeared.
Next came the murky voice of Prince Moro, "I'm afraid that monkey is not so easy to listen to you. Even for the spirit stone, he will find Yangxu."
The black prison King's eyes flashed. The wise son with an ivory fracture fan in his hand appeared at the moment, with an inexplicable smile on his face:
"Since he is destined not to stop this monkey brother, I think he is eager for war. How about letting him be the bait?"
The prince of Moro's eyes lit up immediately:
"Let the monkey lead the rising sun out?"
The black prison king looked bland and didn't pay much attention to this idea. Unexpectedly, the wise son shook his head and said:
"No, no, no, just lead Yang Xu out. There's no need to bother at all. Just a few words can do it. After all, Yang Xu is a famous conceit - brother monkey, what he needs to do is to lead Yang Xu into the killing game I set!"
Brush!
In the long and narrow eyes of the wise son, there was a flash of Yin. When he looked at the black prison king and the prince of Moro, he was full of expectation:
"Of course, the power of this game depends on your cooperation."
The black prison king made a little silence and nodded:
"Well, if your method can work, do it immediately in three days!"