Hearing this, Hong Shanqiu came to his senses, raised his hand and slapped him.
"Damn it, what are you looking at to provoke such a murderous god?"
"Boss, you have tricked me."
"What to do, cold salad."
"Fuck, why don't you help me up?"
The little brother who had been beaten long ago quickly came over again and helped Hong Shanqiu up.
Hong Shanqiu's face was full of gloom, "Damn it, I won't just let this loss go. Find out who this person is."
Zhuang Wumingyan plucked his hair and took away all the good things from Hong Shanqiu's body.
After a few blinks, he returned to the villa.
A chair and desk were moved out from the villa, and Zhuang Wuming sat in the garden.
He casually opened Hongshanqiu's space bag.
Three skill cards, some medicines, and all kinds of weird things.
There are a dozen pieces in total, neatly placed on the table.
I scanned them one by one, but they basically didn't have much effect, but they could be exchanged for contribution points in the guild.
He casually swept them all into his own space pocket and piled them together with his trophies.
"Next time we go to the guild, let's sell it together."
Taking out a dozen books on major super-ancient civilizations, Zhuang Wuming began to read.
The first one is about the writings of the Mayan civilization. When you open it, there are crystal-like illusory hieroglyphs inside.
Moreover, it is a three-dimensional hieroglyphic character, which is very different from the characters known in the main world.
Every text is lifelike, like real animals, plants, sun, moon, stars, etc.
If you observe carefully, you will find that these characters are composed of three different structures, which are the foundation of Mayan characters.
These basic structures are explained in detail on each page.
One is the shape, one is the tone, and the other is the tone.
The three combined into one constitute the power text of the Mayan civilization.
After careful analysis and through language proficiency, Zhuang Wuming quickly mastered the first writing of the Mayan civilization.
I saw him waving his hands in the air, creating a strange shape, followed by tones and sounds from his mouth.
Suddenly a tiny sun appeared in front of him, emitting a faint light.
The next moment, all the surrounding sunlight was absorbed by this little sun, turning it into a fireball.
Vaguely, Zhuang Wuming felt a connection with it.
With a thought, the little sun suddenly fell into the garden.
sizzling
A flash of fire flashed, and the entire area of one meter on the ground was enveloped in the flames of the sun. The next moment, all the plants were burned to the ground.
Zhuang Wuming's heart moved, "The writing of this Mayan civilization is so powerful, it can actually directly mobilize power."
"If I master them thoroughly and use them skillfully, it will be equivalent to mastering a new skill."
"Even if these words can be generated at will and combined together, I don't know what kind of changes will be caused."
"Is it a new power? The words of each power have different effects. If I learn all these words, it should improve my understanding of the world."
Zhuang Wuming felt more and more that he was on the right path and began to study the text books he purchased day and night.
As the days passed, Zhuang Wuming was completely immersed in the sea of books, and did nothing but study every day.
In his villa, various phenomena appear every day, sometimes it is fire.
Sometimes it is water light, all kinds of weird brilliance, and even space distortion.
After a whole month of study, Zhuang Wuming mastered all the power texts of civilization that he purchased.
In the garden, Zhuang Wuming's whole body exuded a special spiritual force field.
This mental force field affects everything around it, from energy, rays, matter to space.
Zhuang Wuming was currently in a posture of harmony between man and nature.
In his Niwan Palace, countless words float here, surrounding each other in a chaotic manner.
It was like a huge ocean of stars, covering his entire sea of consciousness.
Will is like a sun, and countless words seem to revolve around it.
And in his will, light points were flickering, and they were light points that were so small that they could not be described.
But if you magnify it a hundred billion times, you will find that it is the projection of countless words in Niwan Palace.
His will seemed to turn into a universe, containing all things in the world.
At this time, his mind was completely immersed in the mist, and countless words around him were slowly moving.
It seems chaotic, but actually it is forming a pattern.
The words representing the earth are sinking rapidly, the words representing the sky are rising, and the words representing all things are converging towards the middle.
Time seems to pass very quickly here, and in a blink of an eye, the world changes.
It seems that after hundreds of millions of years, countless words are the dust from the beginning of heaven and earth. They finally settled and formed the nature of heaven and earth.
Zhuang Wuming woke up from the state of unity between heaven and man, and his Niwan Palace had changed its appearance.
The earth, mountains, rivers, vegetation, sky, stars, sun, moon, etc.
A complete world appeared here, and he was ten thousand feet tall, exuding brilliance and covering the world.
He seems to have become a creator god, and with a single thought, the world will change.
"call"
With a gentle breath, a hurricane blew up all over the world, and the sky and the earth became dark, as if the world was going to be destroyed at this moment.
With a thought, the hurricane disappeared, the sun rose and the moon set, the earth flourished with vegetation, animals collapsed, and it was a natural scene.
Zhuang Wuming realized this feeling carefully, and he felt as if he had achieved a wonderful spiritual state.
At this time, countless void energies outside Zhuang Wuming's body were affected by his spirit, turning into a tiny shadow of the world around him.
He was in the middle of the earth. Beyond the round sky and the square, there were endless stars, extending to three meters away.
In this vision, he transformed into a god.
Zhuang Wuming opened his eyes at this time and looked at the changes in himself. He could clearly detect that everything within a three-meter radius seemed to be affected by him.
"Maybe you can give it a try."
An idea came into his mind, and Zhuang Wuming changed his mind.
The illusion around him turned into infinite red, and a world of flames was born.
The intense heat began to rise, and the heat of the main world was absorbed and gathered around him. Soon the temperature reached an astonishing five hundred degrees.
A minute later, Zhuang Wuming glanced at his attributes.
He was surprised to find that his consumption seemed to be very little, and his will was only reduced by 0.1 points.
A 0.1 point decrease in willpower was exchanged for a high temperature of 500 degrees, covering a three-meter radius. This is comparable to the power of a skill.
And the most important thing is that he is not suppressed by the main world at all.
At this moment, something moved in his mind, and the soil on the ground suddenly changed.
A sharp thorn rose, but it was very slow and could be seen rising bit by bit with the naked eye.
"What's going on? What exactly is made up of my sea of consciousness?"