Great Creator

Zhou Xia stopped the bamboo leaf that was folding in her hand, and suddenly asked: "Actually, God, there is one thing that I discovered just now... Why is my thinking yesterday different from now, that is... I suddenly became serious. Time."

Huang Sidao: "That's because I raised your dominance. This is one of your functions as my dependents. If the dominance is high, faith will become pious."

Zhou Xia suddenly realized: "So that's what I said! So, Wen Ling will ask me this question, is it related to my dominance?"

Wen Ling sighed: "That's the case. Although your dominance has been pulled to the lowest point by the deity now, you don't feel it, but after all, your soul is no longer free. This is what you really want. Is it?"

Zhou Xia tilted her head for a moment and said, "Actually, I have thought about this issue. I felt it after I was resurrected. I have a master, so I am no longer free. But, Wen Ling..."

She leaned back slowly, looking at the clear blue sky among the bamboo forest.

"Now, Wen Ling, do you know, if I didn't meet the great god, I would have died, and the body would be buried in the ground, and I would never see such a beautiful sky again."

"Even if I stay in Zhuang State honestly and don't come to Jing State to see you all my life, my future must be something I don't like at all, just like my mother arranged for me."

"So—" Zhou Xia slowly closed her eyes, feeling the breeze on her cheeks, bringing a slight itch, "I think it's great to be alive now, it's great to be able to live the way you like."

A little bit of sunlight fell from among the bamboo leaves.

Tears slipped from her cheeks, and Zhou Xia cried silently.

When she cried, she didn't say much, but Wen Ling already understood what she meant.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he had asked such an excessive question. He had forgotten what a dangerous environment Zhou Xia was in, and was even forced to commit suicide. After the resurrection, it was pursued by the whole country.

And Huang Si also said that the reason for his use of civilization downgrade is that Zhuang Guo's entire society is full of unbearable malice, especially for girls like Zhou Xia.

"Zhou Xia, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask you such a question."

With guilt in his heart, Wen Ling apologized carefully to Zhou Xia.

Huang Si made a towel in his hand and came out.

Thinking further, Wen Ling even thought of a deeper level, about his own free will.

"Sorry... Respect God," Wen Ling left the stone bench and knelt on the ground, expressing his confession: "You gave us free will, but I abused this power and even had all kinds of arrogant thoughts... …And you have always tolerated all my arrogance with the utmost tolerance. I am really an unqualified family member."

He finally realized that he was able to think about those problems because Huang Si allowed him to think about it. As the master of his soul, Huang Si had absolute control over him, and he could clearly instruct him at will.

However, the master gave up his power, only to let him have freedom.

Huang Si wiped Zhou Xia's tears with a towel, but the towel was really big, burying Zhou Xia's entire face, and the towel line was relatively rough. Huang Si's force was quite big, and she wiped her small face a bit. pain.

Zhou Xia cried and said, "Great God, this handkerchief is too big."

Huang Si didn't pay much attention to these small sections. "...This is not a handkerchief, and I don't have a handkerchief either.

These words were so ridiculous that Zhou Xia couldn't cry anymore.

After Wen Ling's repentance was over, Huang Sicai said, "I know what you think, but you don't need to be sad about it. I treat my family members with my own principles. You can do whatever you want with my permission."

Huang Si still remembers that Gu Yan said that in countless universes, it is not only the creator who has the ability to accept the dependents. However, most soul masters treat the dependents as slaves and can be sacrificed at will, just like animals. There is only the inheritance of the Creator, because they can create resources on their own, so they actually don't want the dependents materially.

Because of this, becoming the dependents of the creator of the Lord has become a thing that many creatures in the universe yearn for.

Huang Si doesn't treat his family members equally, he is only tolerant of people he values. Zhou Xia had realized this without a teacher, but Wen Ling had just realized it.

Zhou Xia stopped crying. She took a towel and wiped her tears away. She said to Wen Ling: "It's all to blame for you, which made me cry. To be honest, since being resurrected by the great god, my life has been much better than before. , My wishes are fulfilled, and I can still be friends with you."

Wen Ling sighed, "Blame me."

Huang Si looked at the family members and nodded. Most of the troubles in the world are because of thinking too much. Isn't it good to have a little understanding of thoughts?

After getting things done on the human side, he returned to his home.

Previously on the Human Race side, Huang Si used the prosthetic body, but only used energy to transform it into internal energy and instill it in Zhou Xia. He himself doesn't have a real body over there, so he can't feel the magic of his inner qi himself.

Now when he returned to his room, Huang Thought wanted to try to see what kind of experience this inner energy was like both a martial arts system and a fairy-xia system.

Now he has a clear understanding of the laws of life and a small amount of understanding of the laws of nature, so he took a closer look at the situation in his body.

The first thing is to introduce air into the body from nature?

Huang Si tried to communicate with the world, and then was silly.

Nothing can be felt. In this dark space, there is no heaven and earth, no nature, no natural energy, and no way to draw air into the body.

It is worthy of inheritance space, there is really nothing.

He reluctantly ordered to take a good look at the house~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and then he walked out the door, turned the circle, and came to the green world.

Breathing the fresh air of the green world, Huang Si floated out from the circular platform, trying to draw air into his body.

A thin natural energy slowly emerges from the area of ​​the green world, then enters his body, sinks to the abdomen, is absorbed by the body, and then a new energy is generated in the body.

For the first time, Huang Si used his real body to create inner energy, but he frowned immediately.

The internal air does not run smoothly. When the internal air flows through the body, it feels like the spring water meets a dry river bed. Not only does it dissipate, but it also becomes difficult to circulate.

This is completely different from Zhou Xia's situation.

"Don't I have the talent? And Zhou Xia is a martial artist genius?" Huang Si pondered.

Fortunately, there is another source of his internal qi. There is no need to draw the qi from the outside into the body and produce it naturally in the body, that is, directly use the original energy to transfer it out.