507, the human heart is not enough and the snake swallows the elephant.
Becoming holy is never easy.
Even if he was once the Emperor of Heaven, Emperor Shitian would not dare to say that if he were to do it again, he would definitely become a divine being.
To achieve sacredness, the right time, right place and right people are indispensable.
It is precisely because of this that he was so obsessed with the secret before.
Because only by ensuring that the secret of heaven remains unchanged, can he achieve the divine status in every cycle.
If he gives up his current cultivation level and starts a new life, he himself cannot guarantee to what extent he can recover in the future.
"Zhou Shu, if I regain my flesh and blood body, what good will it do to me?"
Emperor Shitian was silent for a long time and then slowly spoke.
"What's the benefit?"
Zhou Shu was also stunned for a moment and said in deep thought, "You will become a real person. Is this a benefit?"
Emperor Shitian shook his head.
Zhou Shu frowned slightly.
He also realized that it seems that the joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
What he thinks is very important may not be considered so by others.
He thought that Shakten would want to restore his flesh and blood body, but he did not expect that Shakten would not care whether his body was a divine weapon or a human being.
After all, what he spent so much effort to cast is just an ordinary body.
Although this is a pioneering work, it is almost equivalent to the supernatural power of the Creator.
But in the final analysis, it is just an ordinary body.
To put it bluntly, he used such great magical power, and the final effect he achieved could actually be easily achieved by a man and a woman...
In other words, the ability of this heavenly creation is, in a sense, just Zhou Shu's self-pleasure.
Emperor Shitian may not appreciate it.
He frowned. Emperor Shitian didn't appreciate it, but what about the others?
Others may not be willing to give up their magical powers and become a new person.
If they are not willing to give up the body of the divine weapon, then Yang Zhitian and the detachment can still carry out their plans.
The spiritual roots of heaven and earth will be replaced by them sooner or later.
"Did I take the wrong path?"
Zhou Shu's eyes showed confusion.
After obtaining the Chaos Stardust, he thought of reshaping the physical body for all living beings with spiritual roots in heaven and earth.
Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents turned humans into divine weapons, so he would go in the opposite direction and turn the divine weapons into humans again. If they could succeed, the plans of Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents would naturally fail.
But he calculated everything, but he rarely considered people's hearts.
Even if he has this ability, he cannot guarantee that everyone will be willing.
For example, the Emperor Shitian in front of you.
"If you maintain your status as a divine weapon, you will always be their pawn."
Zhou Shu pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "But with flesh and blood, you will have freedom, which is the greatest benefit.
Your destiny will once again be in your own hands. Your fate is up to you, not to God."
"When I lose my power, how can I ensure that I can control my own destiny?"
Emperor Shitian shook his head and said, "Only power can allow me to control my own destiny.
As long as I have enough power, they can't control me.
But if I give up my power, then when I face them, I will be truly powerless and at the mercy of others."
"So——"
The joy in Zhou Shu's heart has disappeared. He looked at Emperor Shitian and said word by word, "Your choice is to refuse?"
"Yes."
Emperor Shitian nodded and said, "A body of flesh and blood, or a body of a divine weapon, it actually doesn't have much impact on me.
City Lord, I appreciate your kindness, but let’s forget it.
You can make arrangements for this body, it’s best to destroy it.”
After all, this physical body, staring at his appearance, would make Emperor Shitian feel a little awkward if Zhou Shu gave it to others.
That is to say, he still remembers his identity, otherwise, he may have personally destroyed this body.
"Since you have this intention, I won't force you."
Zhou Shu sighed, raised his hand, and slapped the top of the body's head with his palm.
"Boom——"
With a sound, the body instantly decomposed into countless tiny molecules, floating in the air.
When Emperor Shitian saw this scene, he secretly admired it.
How Zhou Shu cast this body was witnessed with his own eyes.
Even Emperor Shitian was astonished by the sacrifices involved.
Emperor Shitian put himself in his shoes and thought that if he were in his place, he would not be willing to destroy something that he spent so much effort on building so easily.
Destroying him shows that Zhou Shu's previous efforts were in vain.
Emperor Shitian knew clearly how much Zhou Shu had paid to complete this matter.
The happier he was when he first succeeded, the more it reflected his determination in this matter.
"With such a decisive person, no wonder the World Honored One would regard him as a formidable enemy."
Emperor Shitian said to himself.
"Di Shitian, since you don't like this physical body, I will forge a new divine weapon for you."
Zhou Shu said slowly, "But my mind is a little confused right now, and it's not suitable for me to start casting soldiers again, so you need to wait a little longer."
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
Emperor Shitian opened his mouth and said.
Zhou Shu nodded and said again, "Okay, you can go out now. I want to be alone."
Emperor Shitian nodded with a somewhat complicated expression. He had always wanted to go out to deliver the news before, but he never found the opportunity.
Now that Zhou Shu asked him to go out, he was a little reluctant to let him go.
He really wanted to stay and protect Zhou Shu, but he despised that body, not because Zhou Shu was not capable, but because he felt it was unnecessary.
But looking at Zhou Shu's somewhat disappointed look, Emperor Shitian felt that this seemed good.
By destroying his fighting spirit like this, does that count as helping the World Honored One?
A Zhou Shu who has lost his fighting spirit and a Zhou Shu who has a high fighting spirit are obviously not enemies of the same level.
Emperor Shakti thought about how to report to the World Honored One, and then exited the room.
Zhou Shu was the only one left in the foundry room.
Zhou Shu raised his hand and looked at the single grain of chaotic stardust left in his palm.
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It would not be an exaggeration to say that his previous actions were made out of clay.
Of course, this soil refers to Chaos Stardust.
However, the first time he made someone out of clay, he encountered Waterloo.
This is a failed success.
He did create man, but found that it was of no use at all.
A human body without a soul is just a shell.
If all sentient beings do not abandon their divine weapons, they will not affect Yang Zhitian's plans.
Even though Zhou Shu was extremely capable and could create flesh and blood bodies for everyone in the world, he could not force them to give up their divine weapon bodies.
It’s a bit funny to say that there are many people in this world who are unwilling to be a good person in order to become stronger.
But no one has ever sacrificed strength, fame and wealth, and glory and wealth in order to be a human being.
This is the human heart.
Zhou Shu was just an armorer. He could forge everything, but he couldn't forge people's hearts.
"It was too natural for me to use this method to destroy Yang Zhitian's plan."
Zhou Shu smiled bitterly and said to himself, "They don't want to be human, how many can I force them to do?
In this way, it will not affect the overall situation at all.
Is it really the only way to defeat them head-on?
But defeating them is not easy?"
Although Zhou Shu's current strength has made great progress, he knows very well that he is still no match for Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents.
Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents have been planning for so long, and to a certain extent, they have partially controlled the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.
Zhou Shu didn't know how strong their true strength was.
But obviously, he is still far inferior now.
If Yang Zhitian and the Transcendents hadn't restrained each other, Zhou Shu and the Ancestral Human Race would have been wiped out by them long ago.
"Since we can't create humans, we can only return to the right path."
Zhou Shu said to himself, "Chaos stardust contains the most original things in the world, and its properties are comparable to the beginning of the world.
Using it, you may be able to forge the most powerful magic weapon in the world.
If I can forge the strongest magic weapon in the world, then there may be a glimmer of hope in defeating them.
But, what is the most powerful magic weapon in the world?"
Even Zhou Shu fell into thinking when he mentioned the word "strongest".
Of course, magic weapons have strengths and weaknesses, but there is no best weapon. Even Zhou Shu couldn't do it if he were asked to choose the strongest magic weapon he had ever forged.
Each magic weapon has its own characteristics, and they may all have their own strengths.
But to say that it is absolutely better than other magic weapons, that kind of magic weapon does not exist.
At least for now, it doesn’t exist.
Of course, the most important thing is that a magic weapon will exert different powers in the hands of different people.
Therefore, the strongest magic weapon is almost a pseudo-concept.
Even so, it does not mean that the most powerful magic weapon cannot exist.
In any case, there are certain standards for the strength of divine weapons.
What Zhou Shu wants to do now is to forge a magic weapon that is the strongest under any standard.
It is very difficult to do this.
But the harder it was, the more excited Zhou Shu became.
He has not had a challenge in the journey of casting soldiers for a long time.
Now that he had this idea, he regained his fighting spirit.
He seemed to go back to the time when he was a weapon-smithing apprentice. At that time, he could study for a long time in order to forge a high-quality weapon.
He now has the feeling of returning to the most essential art of weapon-making. To make magic weapons, you don't need so many fancy things.
Power, ultimate power!
This is the original purpose of the magic weapon.
Thinking in his mind, Zhou Shu also took out the weapon-making materials and began to try them.
It is very difficult to build a magic weapon from scratch.
But for Zhou Shu, studying the art of forging weapons is his favorite thing.
Gradually, he has sunk into it and forgotten everything about the outside world.
……
In Tongguan City, Emperor Shitian was walking on the street.
He had been to Tongguan City before, but at that time he came as the Holy Emperor. He only talked with Zhou Shu and did not pay attention to the people in the city.
Some ants, what should we pay attention to?
This time, as Emperor Shitian, he walked in Tongguan City, and his mentality was unusually relaxed.
Zhou Shu introduced his identity to the people of the ancestral land, and he was able to move around the city without any hindrance.
Looking at the people coming and going, the strength of these people is not worth mentioning, but everyone's face is filled with positivity.
The smiles on their faces are genuine happiness.
Emperor Shitian has not seen this kind of scene for many years.
In other words, he has never experienced it at all.
"Sir, please sit down and have a bowl of wontons."
As he was walking, Emperor Shitian suddenly heard someone greeting him. He turned around and saw that it was the owner of a stall on the roadside.
"Do you know me?"
Emperor Shitian asked a little strangely.
He is wearing a mask now, so no one should recognize him.
Moreover, the owner of this stall is just an ordinary person. How could he know me?
"How am I qualified to know adults?"
The boss was already old and had gray hair. He smiled and said, "I just saw you following the prince from a distance, so I boldly spoke out."
"Your Majesty?"
Di Shitian was stunned for a moment before he realized who the boss was talking about.
"What do you want me to do?"
Emperor Shitian nodded and said.
"Nothing, I just want to treat you to a bowl of wontons."
The boss said with a smile.
"Why?"
Emperor Shitian asked curiously.
Before, he would never have said so much to an ordinary person.
But now, he had nothing to do and was a little curious, so he stopped.
"My lord, you and the prince are fighting hard for our human race. I can't help you with anything else. I just want to treat you to something hot. Thank you for your hard work, my lord."
The boss said.
Emperor Shitian's expression was a little lost. He was silent for a while and then slowly said, "Where are the wontons?"
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"Sir, please sit down for a moment and the pot will be served soon."
The boss was overjoyed, and quickly wiped the seat carefully with the towel on his shoulder, and said to Emperor Shakti.
Emperor Shitian sat down on the chair and watched his boss busy with a strange expression on his face.
Emperor Shitian was the first person to be born after the creation of the world. From the time he was born, he was trained by transcendent beings to become the Emperor of Heaven.
He has never lived in the market.
Ordinary people are too far away from him.
He looked at the boss and didn't understand why the boss had such a hard life but was still so happy.
He also couldn't understand why the boss wanted to treat him to dinner.
"Real people?"
Emperor Shitian thought of what Zhou Shu had said before, "Is this a person of flesh and blood?
Fragile, small..."
Emperor Shaktian can kill countless stall owners with one breath, and he is as fragile as an ant.
"Are you happy?"
Emperor Shitian suddenly asked.
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Happy.
Under the protection of the prince, we have enough food and clothing.
Thanks to the bloody battles of the prince and all of you, we have a peaceful life..."
Emperor Shitian was thoughtful.
Aren’t the targets of Zhou Shu’s bloody battle the same as them and Yang Zhitian and others?
Speaking of which, I was once their enemy.
"The humans in our ancestral land don't mess with anyone, but those people want to kill us all. If it weren't for the prince and all of you, where would we be?"
The stall owner opened up his chatterbox and said eloquently, "Every one of us is full of gratitude to adults.
That is to say, we don’t have the ability, otherwise, we will definitely follow you adults and fight with those idiots!"
He brought a bowl of steaming wontons in front of Emperor Shitian and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile, "You talk too much and I annoy you, my lord."
Emperor Shitian was once regarded as the Emperor of Heaven, and everyone respected him extremely when they saw him.
But that respect comes from fear.
Now he can feel that the stall owner does not respect him so much out of fear.
His respect is the kind of respect that comes from the heart.
This made Emperor Shitian feel a little uncomfortable.
He is not the person who fought bloody battles for his ancestral land and the human race as the stall owner said.
On the contrary, he was the one who brought danger to the people of the ancestral land.
Silently, Emperor Shitian picked up the spoon and ate the mortal food.
Since he achieved divinity, he has been away from the world for many years.
A salty taste poured into his mouth, and Emperor Shitian suddenly remembered something he thought he had completely forgotten.
He actually ate these when he was a kid.
Devouring the wontons with big mouthfuls, strange emotions flowed through Emperor Shitian's eyes.
The stall owner was surprised, could his wontons be so delicious?
This adult actually eats so deliciously?
"Sir, please walk slowly. When you have free time, you can come over anytime. I will always leave a bowl of hot food for you, little old man."
The stall owner said loudly to the back of Emperor Shakti.
Emperor Shitian paused, turned his back to the boss, waved his hand, and then disappeared at the end of the long street.
"What a strange adult, but a good one."
The stall owner murmured to himself.
Although his voice was small, it fell clearly into the ears of Emperor Shakti.
With his cultivation level, as long as he is willing, he can clearly hear the sound of mosquitoes falling to the ground, let alone the sound of human voices.
Emperor Shitian was walking in Tongguan City like this, feeling the fireworks of the world for the first time in his life.
Gradually, he walked to a deserted place.
Feeling that there is no one around, now is the best time to send the message to the Lord.
Emperor Shitian has raised his hand, ready to cast a spell.
Suddenly, he turned back and looked at the busy city of Tongguan City.
If the World Honored One kills Zhou Shu, no one from the human race in the ancestral land will be able to survive.
"Do they really deserve to die?"
Emperor Shitian murmured to himself, "If you are weak, don't you have the right to survive?
World Honored One, you are already transcendent, why do you still need to completely occupy the spiritual roots of heaven and earth and achieve creation?
Just because of your creation, do these people deserve to die?"
There was a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Emperor Shakten?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Emperor Shitian.
Emperor Shitian was shocked, and immediately lowered his raised hand.
"Why are you here?"
Then I heard the voice behind me continue, "You're not here specifically to come to me, are you?
I don’t have any food or wine to entertain you here.
You really don't have enough sense to come here, but you come empty-handed.
At least bring a bottle of wine, he is even stingier than that guy Shi Songtao!"