Made by God

In the Qianyuan Continent, humans are the primates of all things, who can turn the power of heaven and earth into their own use. In the Black-Eyed Galaxy, human beings transformed themselves into monsters with uneven three cores. Although their individual strength has been greatly improved, they have also eliminated the channels for absorbing the power of the heavens and the earth.

They changed themselves from a conductor to an insulator, from a sealed container to a colander, no matter how strong aura is in the outside world, it can't be used. However, a person with all the three pill abilities lacks the corresponding exercises, and he can only explore on his own for the rest of his life, cultivate and prove the way, all of them are delusions.

No, to be more precise, they don't even understand what it means to cultivate and prove the truth.

Qi Ze has all the top techniques of the Refining Tool Sect, but doesn't know anything about the inheritance of other factions. Of course, he had no plans to train a cultivator, and he would not rashly hand over the inheritance of the Supreme Profound God's sect to others. The reason why he valued Ouyang Ye was only because the other party was his tool for proving the Dao.

He wanted to see where Ouyang Ye could follow Fenghuo Shuangjian. Other refiners practice "raising swords with people", but he wants to do the opposite, and try "raising people with swords".

After explaining what might happen in the future, he went straight back to his room to meditate, while Ouyang Ye was dumbfounded for a while before jumping up with a throat, "Uncle, do you know how powerful Feng Lin Huo Hai is? You must have never thought of it. …"

He dialed Li Yu's phone, said the matter incoherently, and then danced in the room shirtless, holding the black sword tightly in his arms, his eyes were gentle and his expression was intoxicated, just like he was holding his lover. He decided to spend his entire life with Feng Lin Huohai, what little fresh meat, little hot girl, **** aside!

Li Yu was silent for a long while before speaking quietly, "You try to buy a lottery ticket, I have a hunch that you might win the jackpot." There is no luck with this sky-defying luck. Why is he not a hundred years younger, so he just happened to be roommates with Shao Qi?

Ouyang Ye was paralyzed after a few minutes. He climbed back to the repair cabin with difficulty, and fell asleep with his black sword in his arms, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth. Yan Junyu stood with his hands in his pockets and looked at him quietly, with a very complicated expression. He has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, and his family background, appearance, and ability are all top-notch. He is only worthy of other people's expectations. He has never envied anyone?

But now, he has to admit that he is very envious of Ouyang Ye, if he can, he doesn't mind changing with the other party. Although his potential has reached the SSS level, he is destined to stand at the top in the future, but he even imagines that Ouyang Ye will use his sweat and perseverance to fight for an unknown future.

SSS is the limit of human power, which has become a recognized fact. He wanted to break, but he always felt powerless, as if walking to a cliff, he would either stop or fall. Just now, he suddenly remembered what Qi Ze had said-I will build a bridge across the sky for you.

This bridge seems to have been in Ouyang Ye's hands.

"What a lucky guy." He shook his head, his face full of mockery. Because he knew that Ouyang Ye was able to get this luck because he still had a trace of innocence in his heart, and he was willing to gamble with all his wealth. And if he met Qi Ze under the same circumstances, he would only sneer at his words, and even obliterate the existence of the other party, thereby obliterating all miracles.

It seems that my grandfather is right. People always have to keep a little bit of their original intentions as they grow up. The experience during this period taught him too much, and it also gave him a deeper understanding of power and life.

If he could survive, if he could survive... he walked to the opposite room and sat beside the boy, looking at his delicate profile in thought.

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The game was about to come, and Ouyang Ye went to the Morona Forest for special training under the protection of a team of mercenaries. He fights against the wild beasts every day, with the help of Fenglinhuohai, his force value is rising steadily, and he quickly reaches the level of a fourth-level ability. At his age, he could be regarded as one of the young geniuses in Sea Emperor Star.

Since Yan Junyu was supplemented by the huge fire element, his mental body was able to move freely away from the corpse, and occasionally followed him to observe, but he couldn't wait long to return to Qi Ze. He likes to fight, likes to bleed, but now, these are not as attractive as Qi Ze.

After forging the spirit sword, Qi Ze began to transform the swimming pool in the basement again, using a file to carve an octagonal pattern on the bottom of the pool little by little. The lines are very complicated, and there are many ancient characters dotted in it. The element particles in the room began to turbulence because of the gradual formation of these patterns, and it seemed that a storm was brewing.

Yan Junyu vaguely had a hunch that this pattern should have a great relationship with him. But he did not dare to think deeply. He only accompanies Qi Ze every day, he sculpts, he watches; he meditates, he meditates; he forgot to eat, he reminds him time and time again, even if the other party can't hear a word.

After busying for more than half a month, all the lines finally joined together. Qi Ze sat down leaning against the swimming pool wall, with a rare, pure smile on his face. Yan Junyu's stunning gaze quickly moved away from him, and he slowly moved away from him as if guarding something.

At that moment, Qi Ze's communicator rang, and the Academic Affairs Office sent a short message telling him that the leave slip was seriously overdue, and that he would either go to cancel the leave for class or quit school altogether. Of course, Qi Ze didn't want to drop out. He also planned to find a way to transfer to the Mecha Manufacturing Department to observe and learn the craftsmanship skills of this world, so he washed clean and tidy, and went to the classroom for class.

Not seen for a month, Meng Yao seemed to be gloomy a lot, sitting in the front row, not talking to anyone. Helena was not affected at all, and she could hear her laughing and chatting at the same table from a long distance away. It seems that the lawsuit between the Menghai family and the Hai family ended with the victory of the Hai family. The Meng family has offended Li Yu, but has never been able to buy a suitable guqin, and is now anxious to contact the auction house.

The Imperial College of Music is full of powerful and powerful players. If you take a modern-made lyre to participate in the competition, you will lose a few points in terms of timbre, and the chance of successfully obtaining admission is very slim. Meng Yao just wanted to humiliate Qi Ze, but unexpectedly harmed herself. In the end, she not only lost the lawsuit and lost her future, but even her face was trampled underfoot by others, and the depression in her heart naturally grew deeper and deeper.

The Hai family was also a wealthy family, and she couldn't blatantly retaliate. When she saw Qi Ze walked into the classroom intact, her eyes immediately turned red.

"Are you not dead yet?" She twitched her lips slightly and smiled extremely viciously.

Qi Ze walked over as if he hadn't heard anything, and sat in the corner as usual.

Meng Yao looked back at him fiercely, caught a glimpse of Helena's mocking expression, and barely suppressed her anger. If the Hai Family couldn't beat her, she vented her anger with a carbon-based guy, even if she won? Face will only be lost more thoroughly. But she couldn't get past the hurdle in her heart, she quickly opened her mind and sent a text message to her fiance: You never did what you promised me! Qi Ze is not dead, he has come to class!

"Recently, I have a special training. When the martial arts competition is over, Ouyang Ye and Qi Ze will clean up together. Don’t worry, Dad is preparing to use the Yan family relationship to contact the royal auction house. There is a wide supply of goods and preparations for joint In the big auction, we will be notified immediately if there is news, and we will be able to buy a guqin for you in less than a month."

Ouyang Duanhua's reply made Meng Yao smile again and sent a few expressions of air kisses.

Qi Ze felt a little bit, and he glanced at her from a distance, and a smile of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was impatient to sit for a long time, he bent down and slipped away from the back door after listening to half of the class. He seemed to think of something when he passed the mecha combat system, and he stopped the passerby and asked, "This classmate, do you know which class Wang Xuan is in?"

The passerby pointed to the training ground and asked him to find it himself.

Qi Ze found the target as soon as he walked to the sidelines. The opponent was circled around a mecha, his expression seemed very distressed.

"Why, this mecha is broken? I'll fix it for you." Qi Ze didn't like nonsense and opened his mouth as soon as he passed.

"Are you... Qi Ze?" Wang Xuan looked at it for a while before recognizing the person. In just one month, the teenager grew quite a bit taller, but his skin was very white, showing a transparent texture under the sunlight, but his lips were **** red, and his eyes were extremely black and shiny. At first glance, it made a strange look. feel.

No wonder Master Ouyang is so obsessed with him that he recently dumped all his lovers, leaving only one young man. This is planning to turn back the prodigal son. Wang Xuan was gossiping secretly in his heart, but asked solemnly, "Are you all right? Class started today?"

"I'm fine." Qi Ze walked around the mecha twice and continued the previous topic, "Is there something wrong with your mecha? How about I fix it for you?"

Knowing that the young man intends to use this method to repay him, Wang Xuan was very grateful, but he waved his hand and said, "It can't be repaired. This mecha is the oldest G9. If other parts are broken, you can replace it with another model. , But the energy converter is broken but there is no way to change it, because the manufacturer has stopped production for hundreds of years, and there is no stock in the warehouse. My mech is probably the last G9 in the empire, and it can be displayed in the museum. "

Wang Xuan's mentality was very good, and he didn't forget to laugh at himself.

His roommate was very worried, and suggested, "It's fine if you don't repair it. You can sell it as scrap iron and you can earn a little bit of stars. Our brothers will give you a piece and buy a new machine. A. Seeing that the Mecha Contest is about to start, you can't afford to lose."

A tall and strong boy came over and echoed, "Yeah, stop contacting the manufacturer. It's a waste of time. If you win the Mecha Contest, you can go to the Imperial Military Academy for further studies. What a great opportunity. Don’t you know, that boy Ouyang Duanhua signed up for both the martial arts contest and the mecha contest. He said he wanted to win two championships and take away two places for admission. You can’t make him proud!"

Yan Junyu understood it only when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice, "Because I'm dead, so your recommended quota is also invalid?" Death is really helpless and powerless.

Wang Xuan knew that the family situation of the two roommates was not much better than himself, so he resolutely rejected their proposal.

Qi Ze listened patiently for a while, and then said again, "Give me the mecha. I promise to fix it for you. How about repaying you for your previous life-saving grace?"