No privileges can be stolen and no preferential treatment is given.
Well, actually, Xi Tong followed his heart and didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Hongjun.
Although this boss is peaceful and kind-hearted, and has never even harmed the life of an ant, God knows how many ways he can trick people.
And it’s the kind that you can’t even remember after finishing it.
Xi Tong looked up at Hongjun and asked with a serious expression: "Can I do it all?"
"no!"
All right.
"Then can I touch it?"
Seeing that Hongjun had no objection, Xi Tong immediately put his palm on a ball of light.
At this time, Hongjun raised his sleeve and waved, and the surroundings instantly rippled. Xi Tong cursed inwardly, and then returned to the world of gods.
Still sitting on Fuso Island.
If it weren't for the ball of light floating in front of him, Xi Tong would have thought it was an illusion.
"What is it?"
The ball of light slowly dissipated, revealing a simple-looking...
Xi Tong pondered for a long time, but still didn't understand what it was.
It looks like a steamed bun, the kind that costs four for one dollar, but is longer than a steamed bun and shorter than an airplane cup.
"What the hell? Hongjun is too old and dishonest!"
"You see I'm single, so you gave me this thing to mock me?"
"This thing looks like it's old. Could it have been used by someone?"
Why do you think so much? Just look at it.
Holding the thing tightly with your palms, you can move it silently.
Xi Tong's spiritual thoughts instantly condensed into a bundle, attached to the surface of things, as if thousands of perspectives went hand in hand, from material to energy, from the macro to the surroundings, analyzing everything about the thing from the outside to the inside.
At the same time, Luo Tianyi continued to receive data, and relied on these data to model and restore everything about the thing. The system also assisted and worked together.
Xi Tong has used his ability to read information on many items, including hundreds of artifacts.
However, the amount of information possessed by these hundreds of artifacts of creation combined is not as much as what is in hand.
Among them, Xi Tong encountered strong resistance, and a special force blocked his own strength, preventing him from making any progress.
Xi Tong tried several times without success and had to retreat slowly.
Thanks to his special abilities, Xi Tong knew that the information he obtained was just the tip of the iceberg.
If it were other people, they would not be aware of the mystery at all. They would think that they have completely understood it after practicing for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years.
For example, the previous owner of this thing - Donghuang Taiyi.
Chaos Bell, because the user is Donghuang Taiyi, is also called Donghuang Bell.
Hongjun gave Xi Tong a bell.
"Isn't this a bit unlucky?"
However, Xi Tong readily accepted it.
In the era when the monster clan controlled the sky and dominated the ancient times, this object was the most precious treasure to suppress the world.
Outside the bell are the sun, moon and stars, and the earth, water, fire and wind surround it. Inside the bell are mountains, rivers and earth, and all the races of the ancient world are looming in it.
Five-colored rays of light illuminate the heavens, and the holy power of chaos shakes the world.
However, all of this was destroyed with the fall of Donghuang Taiyi in the Lich War, and the originally magnificent and domineering Donghuang Bell also fell into a state of decline.
However, Xi Tong was not discouraged.
"Although I don't know what this is, the fact that Donghuang Taiyi was able to refine the Donghuang Bell based on it shows that its heel is extraordinary."
"The greatest use of this object is not a magic weapon, but an embryo, cornerstone, and template for the creation of a treasure."
"The most important point is that the power exerted by the Donghuang Bell is just the tip of the iceberg. If the power of this thing is fully exerted, wouldn't it be able to destroy the heavens?"
However, after a lifetime of practicing Donghuang Taiyiji, I have only scratched the surface of it. It is unimaginable to fully unleash its potential.
"First think about how to use this thing."
Therefore, Xi Tong read through all Donghuang Taiyi's research on this object and gradually understood its usage.
"The wowotou looks too ugly. It's better to turn it into a ball."
The pitted and uneven surface immediately squirmed and turned into a sphere with a round body and a smooth surface.
Changing the shape as you like is just a trivial use, and it can't even be called a use.
As soon as Xi Tong thought about it, the smooth surface was immediately covered with seemingly messy but coordinated wrinkles, making the object look a bit like something.
"This walnut looks a bit strange. I always feel like something is wrong."
"Walnuts come in pairs!"
A walnut immediately split into two, but strangely the size did not shrink as a result.
Holding two walnuts in his hands and playing with them, Xi Tong continued to think about how to use them.
Donghuang Taiyi’s experience is that one must always practice it and infiltrate it with one’s own strength, so as to achieve the unity of inside and outside and be at ease with it.
It's a pity that Donghuang Taiyi chose the shape of a bell.
When he thought about it, the clock was used to tell the time. It had to be struck once every hour to inform the demon clan in the world. It could strike twelve times a day, which is more than four thousand times a year.
Well, it's indeed amazing.
For the monster race that eats, sleeps, eats, and occasionally hibernates, this frequency is considered high.
By insisting on his job as a bell ringer, Donghuang Taiyi can avoid oversleeping one day, or hundreds of years passing by with his eyes closed.
Donghuang Taiyi even established a clock and named it after the twelve demon clans. He connected this clock with all things in the world and all living beings in the world, and instilled the power of merit into it at all times.
Unfortunately, it cannot be copied.
The time measurement of the Fengshen World has been set, and it is impossible for Xi Tong to change it. Even if it is changed, it will not be able to condense luck like the Donghuang Bell.
It would be okay to change to a new world of ignorance, but the size of the world determines the degree and quality of the condensation of merit and luck.
How many years does it take for a new world to reach the level of the world of gods?
This is simply incomparable.
In Xi Tong's view, merit and luck are like the power of faith. This is a power unique to the world of gods and is higher in quality than the power of faith.
The world of Conferred Gods also has the power of faith, but it is usually called the "power of incense and wish", which is the focus of competition among various sects after the Conferred Gods era.
As for before and after the Conferred Gods War, everyone was competing for merit and luck. No one would leave the watermelon aside to pick up sesame seeds.
After all, the power of faith is one-time, but merit and luck are long-lasting.
The former is to give you one dollar, once!
The latter gives you one dollar a day!
The power of faith has limited effects and is usually a resource for Shinto practice, understanding the power of rules, improving the power of rules, condensing artifacts, etc.
Merit and luck have all the functions of the former, and can also condense the merits into a golden body, counteract killings and disasters, and obtain fruition status...
The Donghuang Bell originally had no attributes, but as more merit and luck were condensed, it acquired the attribute of time.
As Lu Xun famously said: There are no roads in the world, but when there are more experienced drivers driving by, there are roads.