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Chapter 706 The Truth about the Great Emperor Changsheng and the Mother of No Life

After listening to Li Rouhua's story, the God of Cookery felt a little upset.

In the ancient immortal civilization, it was really difficult to become a low-level cultivator.

Class solidification protects the aristocratic families who are high and mighty.

It is not enough for the father to have his own child with qualifications, the father has to go out to earn money, otherwise the mother will be drained dry by the child!

One corpse, two lives.

In that era of cultivation of innate spiritual roots, the people survived in misery. There are countless fathers who went out to earn money while their wives were pregnant.

I don’t know how many tragedies this has caused, either the mother died with two lives, or the father died while working outside to make money.

Even a young cultivator as strong as the fifth body realm could research a new talisman, which shows how exaggerated Xu You's talent is.

If this kind of person were placed in today's world, he would take off immediately after planting a spiritual root.

This kind of person might be a talent that only Wusheng Whale could possess!
After all, Wusheng Whale was also an ancient mortal without spiritual roots. It is said that he made many amazing pioneering achievements when he was still a mortal, so he was frozen by the strong men of Wusheng Sect and revived in this era.

And her record is not bad either. In just a hundred years, she has developed the Shadow Crocodile Forging Method alone. She has the hope of reaching the top and becoming a figure on the level of Zhao Zai and Xin Xichen.

But there are more mortals without spiritual roots, such as Xu You, who had extraordinary talents but died in the mere fifth body realm.

"My condolences." The God of Cookery handed her a handkerchief and asked her to wipe her tears.

Li Rouhua covered her face and choked up as she said, "Xu You is gone. Later, other monks heard the news, knocked on my door, and snatched away the resources prepared for the child. I had no resources to replenish them, and my child miscarried."

The God of Cookery sighed silently.

"This damn world is all because of children. They shouldn't have been born. They shouldn't have been born."

"I can't live without my child. That's the last gift Xu You gave me."

There was even a hint of tears in her words, like a neurotic mad woman, "So, I used Xu You's spell to tattoo the child's brain back on my belly."

She opened her belly and turned around. It was covered with dense embroidery and scars, which was horrifying and terrifying. "After the child was sewn back in, it came back again, and I got pregnant again."

When the God of Cookery heard this, he was almost certain that this should be the first generation Mother of No Birth.

So he called out: "Mother Wusheng, I found you."

These four words fell.

Li Rouhua's tearful and exhausted face was stunned. "Who are you calling? Are there any other people here?"

"Don't you remember who this is?" The God of Cookery shouted, "Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng!!!"

These words impacted Li Rouhua.

The woman shook her head, as if thinking about something, sometimes in pain and sometimes sad.

The whole world seemed to be changing.

The people on the streets, the dark clouds in the sky, everyone's faces changed, as if the entire city had traveled to another area.

the other side.

Zhao Zai, who was still examining, felt the change in the mark left on the God of Food, "The guy from Mei Lingyu has been found."

"We are very lucky. Among thousands of cultivators, this one happened to come into contact with us. It is no coincidence." Fenghuang Yi smiled, "He was the first one to find us. He is quite capable."

Zhao Zai said in a deep voice: "That guy is awakening the owner of this tomb. The owner of this tomb is still in a deep sleep, constantly looping the city in his memory."

Circular memory, the starting point of your own dream, the dream in obsession, will make it easier to awaken.

"His shouting has triggered my childhood memories. I may not wake up from the dream, but it will jump to another node."

"The whole city has been transformed."

"Each character is becoming another fragment of her memory."

The two of them looked at each other and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

A flash before his eyes.

When I came to my senses, I found that Wusheng's mother had aged by ten years.

In the room, she held a whip and kept whipping the child:

"You are the only treasure your father left in this world. You must study hard to live up to your father who died so early!"

“It’s gone, it’s gone! It’s all gone!” she yelled, “It’s all because of you. You’re the one carrying your father’s dream, do you know that?”

Snapped!
Snapped!
The whip hit the child, and the child was hanging from the beam and piercing his thigh. The scene changed, and the whole dream became more and more chaotic.

She fell to her knees, hugged a young man and cried, "My son, my son, nothing will happen, nothing will happen."

She was at a loss and sewed the child up again, "My son, you are a waste. I will find a smart child."

This time, she stole other people's children and sewed them into her belly like her own.

She believed that other smart children would increase the intelligence of her own children.

She inexplicably became pregnant again.

She gave birth to the child again and again, and the child grew up, practiced, became stronger, and then died while growing up. Then she would sew them up again and get pregnant again.

She couldn't remember how many times she had been pregnant.

She finally came to understand a truth: spiritual practice is a gamble, and each realm is a single-plank bridge that will cause people to fall.

He and Xu You had won the bet time and time again before, but no one can win all the time, so they lost, and the couple lost miserably.

There is only one way to win: start your life over again! Trial and error again and again!

So, my child, your mother is your greatest support.

The child died, so she chose to take it back into her womb and conceive again.

At first, her children all had low-grade spiritual roots. Later, as the inheritance from one child to another accumulated, the inheritance left before her death became larger and larger. She gave birth to children with medium-grade and even high-grade spiritual roots, and they joined the sect.

Moreover, she began to steal children from large sects and clans, beat them to death, and sew their brains into her own stomach in an attempt to increase her qualifications.

Click!

The city had completely changed a few hundred years later.

The child of reincarnation, with continuous mutation, became completely intelligent. He was born with knowledge in his infancy. After only a dozen years of practice, he had already reached the Three Yuan Realm and became the overlord of an area.

But he still died.

Li Rouhua went crazy at this time. She hugged the body in the pool of blood and cried bitterly, sewing it up stitch by stitch. "You are... You are our love. You will definitely win and fulfill your parents' dream."

The God of Cookery felt his scalp tingle: "This scene is really weird."

He didn't know how to describe it, but suddenly remembered a poem.

The thread in the hands of a loving mother turns into clothes for her.

I sew my clothes tightly before dying, fearing that I will return late.

And then, the God of Cookery saw an even more horrifying scene.

The children who were sewn in again and again became more and more weird, and their innate wisdom became more and more obvious.

When he came to the newest child, he saw a child transformed into a distorted black child's face in the woman's belly, with hands and feet sticking out of the navel, as if embedded in the belly.

The baby in the belly cried out in fear: "Mother, mother, I don't want to go out, I don't want to go out."

"Okay, okay." The mother was already a little crazy, "Then I, mother, will do it myself."

The baby stays in the belly and does not come out, cultivating in the belly.

Li Rouhua, relying on her son's status as a mother, took advantage of the unwilling baby in her belly and became unrivaled in fighting power. She overthrew the dynasty, spread the flames of resistance across the country, and was determined to overthrow this damned world.

In the sky, a mother with a big belly constantly uses the peerless demon baby in her belly to fight against various powerful monks.

The God of Cookery looked at the scene:
"This woman is crazy. Her obsessions during her lifetime were so exaggerated that they were terrifying."

The people who can give birth to the greatest despair in their hearts are often not those who have been suffering all the time.

Because they have been suffering since childhood, their tolerance for suffering is already very high.

They have nothing, so how can they lose? When a person has nothing, no matter how desperate he is, it is not despair.

The people who are most likely to experience the greatest despair are often those who once struggled in despair, and finally embraced the happiness of the best, had the love of their life, a beautiful family, and finally reaped the rewards of their hard work.

But then all the beauty was torn into pieces.

Only by seeing the sunshine can one experience a huge gap and unprecedented despair.

This woman possesses the rarest and strongest obsession with terror in history.

With a crash, Fenghuang Yi and Zhaozai also came along the mark. Seeing the horrific scene between mother and child, they instantly realized something:
"Is this the truth about the Great Emperor Changsheng and the Mother of No Life?"

(End of this chapter)