Yin Wa's clone, who was walking high in the sky, turned around. Not long after he left, the God of Witch Doctors began to break through, although it was only the first step to condense the kingdom of eternity.
"I can't wait!"
"Witch Doctor's Doll."
Yin Wa can also understand that if it were him, he might be just as impatient.
It can even be said that he wishes he could replace the God of Witch Doctors and go to heaven to meet the Supreme God.
Under the stars, the Kingdom of the Witch Doctor is changing more and more.
It is becoming less and less like a human kingdom, but moving towards another dimension and level.
Looking at it, sometimes it is transparent and sometimes it is real.
Sometimes it is three-dimensional, sometimes it is flat.
But it's not over yet at this point.
over there.
A group of intelligent species will gradually reach a perfect form, transcending life and death, and transcending the time and space that binds them.
The shadows of the six witch doctor gods rotated and turned into endless light pouring into the botanical garden high in the Kingdom of God.
"soul!"
"soul!"
"soul!"
"..."
The whisper of the word "soul" was born in the void, shouted by the dead witch doctors and the dead ghosts and spirits.
"The soul species pursuing the perfect form, please be born under our sacred oath and agreement!"
Subsequently, the oath sworn by the witch doctor began to echo in the Kingdom of God.
It’s majestic, sung by countless voices.
This is the second step to becoming a true god.
The spiritual bodies in all kingdoms will be transformed into forms suitable for the eternal kingdom. However, this process does not happen overnight. It will even be completely completed until the fruit of wisdom is picked from the divine moon. At that time, the soul seed can obtain true
of eternal life.
It can be seen that all the forces are beginning to converge towards the botanical garden high in the Witch Doctor Country.
That's where the humanoid baby's brain is in that egg.
The knowledge and laws understood by the God of Witch Doctors, as well as the knowledge and laws understood by all ghosts and witch doctors, are manifested in the botanical garden.
Everything in the botanical garden began to be scattered and reconstructed.
The world inside has also become illusory and hazy, extending infinitely like a virtual world projected on a palm.
Thinking and memory combined with extraordinary matter reconstructed a plant jungle, constructed a city of buildings and old objects, and constructed one fantastic and strange building after another.
There is no space here anymore, and the limit that thinking can reach and construct is the end of the soul space.
And all the spirits began to emit light.
Those previously muddle-headed spirits regained their wisdom, and their exhausted and stagnant thoughts began to function. They turned into distorted light groups and restructured their forms.
"The Winged People are the most perfect and the strongest race in the sky."
"The snake people are the most perfect, and they have the most powerful civilization."
"The Lizardmen are the most powerful warrior form."
"Trees are the most perfect."
"Plants form the basis of the world."
"Insects are an incredible race."
One spirit after another, one ghost after another, transformed into the most perfect posture they imagined and pursued under that power, but the image and posture were still illusory and hazy.
Just look closely and you can see that even if they change into the same form, there are strong differences.
Those are the knowledge and rules they master about medical skills, and their understanding of various living entities that can hardly even be called life.
The more you master, the more perfect and powerful the condensed image will be, and closer to reality.
And some of the knowledge and laws they mastered are lacking, and the postures they condensed also appear false, and even the organs of the body are wrong, or simply blank.
A time of transformation for the Kingdom of the Witch Doctor and the spirits that live within it.
More and more eyes are focused on the sky, and everyone is afraid of missing the link.
But a figure came next to Yin Wa's clone who had just left the Witch Doctor Kingdom. It was Anli, the god of magic nets and spells.
She paid attention to all Yin Wa's movements, and even saw that Yin Wa began to make breakthroughs as soon as he left the Witch Doctor God. She thought there must be a connection.
"Yin Wa Shen, what did you talk about?"
"Why did the Witch Doctor Gods start a breakthrough as soon as you left?"
"Did they encounter any problems before?"
"Can I know?"
Regarding the secret of the true God, every detail is crucial, and she expressed her willingness to pay the same price.
Yin Wa stared at the Witch Doctor Kingdom, his expression had always been indifferent, just a little stiff.
He didn't put forward any requirements or price, and it seemed that he didn't want to care about these things at the moment.
He said: "They didn't encounter any problems, they just didn't know how to answer the Creator."
An Li raised her head and made a sound.
"ah?"
Yin Wa's expression did not change, but his voice became envious.
"They don't just become true gods, they go to meet the Creator."
"That was the last chance, the last destiny."
An Li took a step forward and suddenly became excited.
"Yinwa God...could it be..."
"I really want to..."
Underneath the excitement, there was unconcealable panic and fear.
At this time, a moon appeared above the head.
The endless moonlight pours down from the moon and shines on the Kingdom of the Witch Doctor. The light extends diagonally to the heights, like a ladder.
It turns out that as the witch doctors transformed, the Moon of God also appeared and opened the door for them.
An Li and Yin Wa also looked over immediately.
But inside the gate, I saw many standing figures, each one as powerful as a god.
Those are the blood descendants of the ancient royal power, the ancient spirits who were once bound to the Kingdom of Oath. At this moment, they are all standing in front of the gate of Shenyue, looking at the next batch of souls that are about to arrive.
And the gods in the world are also looking up to them.
Yin Wa and An Li's gazes continued to extend, gradually reaching the sacred tree.
A being in the form of moonlight is sitting on the branch of the sacred tree. The bright moonlight seems to be emanating from him. It is not the image of a three-leaf man. You can vaguely see the image of a black-haired boy.
That naturally cannot be the Creator, because if it were the Creator, they would not be able to see it.
And the godly form of a black-haired black boy is not something a human god would dare to use.
In an instant, the two of them understood who it was.
"moonlight."
"It's King Jessel."
He filled the authority of the divine moon and maintained the operation of wisdom when the Creator and the King of Wisdom did not come to Deliki.
An Li looked at this scene and realized that King Jessel was there.
God Yinwa also saw King Jessel, and it was the first time that he knew that King Jessel lived in the divine moon.
He seemed to understand something.
"So that's it."
He has seen the wisdom of the divine moon transforming step by step, from ancient times to the present, from the first level to the seventh level; at this moment, Schroeder, Sandian, Lan En, Anhofus, the witch doctor god one after another
The figure appeared in front of Yin Wa's eyes.
He saw the rebirth of Ossis, the last king of Xiinsai, and his remains and crown that were miraculously preserved in the City of Gods. He saw him step by step towards the past that he could not face.
He walked towards the Sky Temple and watched him regain his former second-generation King of Wisdom.
He saw the birth of the Ice Fairy, and what followed was the reverse flow of time, the disappearance of the ancient oath, the disappearance of the restraints left by the God King, and King Jessel also found the peaceful moonlight that belonged to her.
He saw the witch doctors looking for the perfect species of wisdom, and their apostle Matafus wrote "The Theory of Perfection of Wisdom Species" and "The Eternal Kingdom". Then one after another people practiced the road to the eternal kingdom to perfection.
.
He saw the Creator telling the Witch Doctor that she would be waiting for them on the Divine Moon, and he also saw that she would become the first true god.
In addition, there are many people, who may not be the protagonist, nor are they here for this. They have different desires and requirements, but they are all on the road to reach the same end point.
Countless lines are intertwined, and the fate and struggles of countless people are gathered together.
This moment finally gestates and matures in this moment.
"Everything will be completed at this moment, forming the cornerstone of the intelligent species' existence in this world, allowing us to build high-rise buildings."
Yin Wa saw everything clearly, and at the same time he also understood what Anli was afraid of.
He looked at Anli and said to her.
"do not be afraid."
"Didn't I say that everything will never end?"
Of course Anli knows, but when the last moment comes, who can really not be afraid of the scene happening again?
Yin Wa continued.
"We already have the power to leave the cradle of civilization. God has already arranged everything before he left."
"The perfect moon of wisdom, the return of King Jessel, the first witch doctor to become a true god, and the eternal wisdom soul."
"All the elements have come together."
God Yin Wa was happy for the wise clan, but he also showed an extremely sad expression.
He seemed to rarely make expressions, because his expression was stiffer than his previous paralyzed expression.
He said.
"And the God of Creation is finally leaving."
"We are finally no longer just children holding on to her clothes and unable to let go, and she can finally..."
Yin Wa Shen, a born alien myth and the lofty master of the pantheon, seems to be choked with sobs at this moment that he cannot even speak completely.
An Li looked at the extremely sad Yin Wa Shen, and her original panic gradually dissipated.
She asked Yin Wa: "Aren't you going?"
Yin Wa looked at Anli and shook his head: "I don't know."
"I don't know if I can go or if I have a chance to go."
After Yin Wa said this, he disappeared little by little in front of Anli and ended the conversation.
In the land of magic nets and spells above the sky, under the gate of magic, Vivian looked at Anli and slowly opened her eyes.
Anli: "Sister, did you hear that?"
Vivien nodded: "Yes!"
An Li: "The Creator has left, leaving Shenyue behind, while the witch doctors and gods are going to see the Creator and the Supreme God for the last time."
Vivien just said: "I heard it."
But Anli still couldn't help but want to say it.
When they begin to decide to go to the future, their origin and creator will also be gone.
It's like the two ends of time are stretched infinitely and eventually loop into a circle.
An Li: "Can I go see the Creator, or let the witch doctor gods ask a question for us?"
Vivien: "What do you want to ask?"
Before Vivian could say anything, she turned her head and looked to the other side.
"The God of Witch Doctors is going to meet the Creator to fulfill her last destiny. She puts all her expectations and kindness on the divine moon."
"You have no reason and no qualification to go."
When she heard what Yin Wa said, she also understood a lot of things, and it was precisely because of this that she became silent.
Because it seems that all words seem so shallow.
"What a great brilliance!"
"The little bit of selfishness you have is like a flying insect reflected in the bright sun. The ashes of the burned corpse are all taint of that light."
"Anli, I don't need you to do anything for me."
What Anli originally wanted to ask was whether her sister could leave this world, even if it meant giving up her place in the myth of life.
Hearing Vivien say this, she said with great shame.
"I see."
Vivien understood that Anli was an excellent successor, but no matter how good or smart she was, no matter how powerful her magical talent was, she would always have her own weaknesses and things that she couldn't give up.
She told Anli: "I will not come to your country again."
"I have things I have to do, and you have things you have to do."
Among the beautiful flowers in bloom, she looked up at the moon.
He said it with his mouth.
"Whether you are fully prepared or not, whether you are sad or not."
"You have to try to completely put down my clothes and truly face the future alone."
"Our civilization is leaving its cradle, and you need to really grow up."
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The Miracle Garden revolves around the track.
Every time Oran was busy, he would look at the witch doctor country that appeared in the distance, observing and recording the changes at close range with the naked eye.
Although his tower spirit had automatically recorded this change for him, he still wanted to see the difference with the naked eye.
Suddenly, he heard Yin Wa Shen, who had been standing in the sea of silver flowers at the edge of the Kingdom of God, say.
"Is it because they were the first to become true gods that they met their destiny and were able to see the Creator?"
Yin Wa looked at the transformation of the Eternal Kingdom and the Soul Seed, and then turned to look at Oran.
He ordered: "Go and gather other people to prepare plans and plans for the eternal kingdom."
Olan was stunned: "Yin Wa Shen, what do you want to do?"
By the time he finished speaking, Olan had already understood something.
Yin Wa is going to break through to the seventh level.
But the reason for such urgency is naturally not mainly to become a true god. Oran can understand the purpose of Yinwa God.
He wanted to follow the God of Witch Doctors to the Divine Moon to see the Creator and the Supreme God for the last time.
Oran immediately wanted to dispel Yin Wa Shen's idea, because doing so would be very risky.
He said quickly, walking around and waving his hands like a mechanical doll.
"Yin Wa Shen, if you can't do it, something will happen."
"Even if we can complete the first and second steps, at the last step, the fruit of wisdom of desire has not yet been completely fulfilled, and the power of the Lord's authority is far more difficult to condense than other paths."
Oran looked at the side face of God Yin Wa. Under the moonlight, the god of desire and alchemy seemed to have merged with the silver sea of flowers and became one of them.
He said: "Wait a little longer, at least until the fruit of wisdom is completely fulfilled."
Yin Wa: "Wait a minute?"
Yin Wa still looked at the witch doctor's divine kingdom, as well as the stairs and doors of light leading to the depths of the divine moon.
"But, I missed this time."
"It's hard to wait until next time."
"Just...completely missed it."
What Olan said he had to wait for was completely different from what Yin Wa said he had to wait for.
"The distance between the previous era and this one is 250 million years!"
"Two hundred and fifty million years."
"Olan, you don't understand how long it is, and you will never understand what the Supreme God means to us."
"We come from the kingdom of God, the creator, and we are the highest creation."
Yin Wa clenched his fists in an instant, and immediately saw the entire sea of silver flowers begin to sway, and the river of desire surged up.
"Wait a little longer, how long do you have to wait?"
"Another two hundred and fifty million years?"
Oran said: "Some things cannot be forced, Yinwa God!"
He stepped forward and approached the silver myth in the sea of flowers: "Don't you know all this best?"
Yin Wa said nothing.
He knew what Oran said was right.
The most contradictory thing about beings with wisdom is that they will conflict with their own wisdom.
They clearly know that many things are stupid, and they clearly know that many things are destined to be fruitless, but they still do them.
Finally, Yin Wa slowly lowered his head.
And the entire sea of flowers in the Cup of Desire all bent down together, and the originally bright light dimmed in an instant, and the entire sea of flowers seemed to turn into orchids at midnight.
Dewdrops flowed through the petals and dripped, but Yin Wa's hand was still clenched.
"Lord Sheila!"
"My Maker!"
"my God!"
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The Kingdom of Creation God.
Sheila was sitting on a long hollow-backed chair in front of the window, but the Creator Yinsai was nowhere to be seen. She leaned on the chair alone and lazily held the dream egg and fell asleep.
This is her seat, but it is often occupied by the Creator.
In her sleep, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.
"Lord Sheila...my creator..."
The stronger the power of dreams, it seems that there is not much in this world that can be hidden from the master of dreams, as long as she wants to know.
Sheila opened her eyes, and what came into view was the figure who was not in the temple just now.
The creator Yinsai stood in front of the window, the gauzy and transparent curtains were gently raised, and she seemed to know what Sheila had dreamed.
Silla rubbed her eyes: "God, I heard Yin Wa calling us!"
Yin Shen said: "What he really wants to see is not me but you."
"You are his god, the one who created him and gave her the first mission and meaning."
"Sheila."
Every person and every life in this world has an origin, a hometown of origin, and an existence that gives him life.
Both have special meaning to them.
And Sheila is this special existence to Yin Wa.
Silla quickly said: "Should we..."
In front of the window, the shadow of the God of Creation did not move.
"He is no longer the ferryman on the dreamy star sea, and the world gradually no longer needs him to be a ferryman."
"He doesn't need us either. The more we do, the more it will turn into an obsession in his heart."
Yin Shen turned around, and his white robe blended with the light and wind.
"Sheila, he is no longer the flower crying in his nightmares, nor does he need you to light the light in his dreams."
"He has long since become Yin Wa, the god in charge of desire."
"He himself is the light."
"A light that lights up the world and others."
Finally, Yin Shen told Sheila.
"It's time to say goodbye to the past."
Silla understood, and she showed a gentle smile.
"Then let me write him a letter!"
Sheila stood up and left the Temple of Insai. She walked through the empty temple that seemed like only the wind was moving, and walked towards the boundless and dreamy sea of sunflowers under the temple.
At this time, Yin Shen looked at the shadow flowing under his feet. The sneaky shadow stretched out a tentacle and wanted to take away the mirror on the table.
Yin Shen stretched out his hand slightly and pressed the shadow that extended to the table.
"Ouch."
In an instant, endless black shadows poured in from all directions, and the last girl wearing a witch's pointed hat squatted down and fell to the ground.
She had been having fun with the fairies in the sea of sunflowers all day, and was enjoying the delicious desserts under the afternoon sun. She raised her head and saw Sheila coming out of the door, so she was going to take Sheila's magic mirror to watch the latest video in the world while eating.
Unexpectedly, he was caught by the God of Insai.
Yin Shen asked Sally, who was fascinated by the lake: "How long has it been since you went back?"
Sally scratched the back of her head, pouting and raising her eyelids.
"go back?"
Sally was confused. She raised her head and looked at Insai, the Creator.
"Going back to where?"
She seems to have forgotten that she also owns a temple.
All she could think about was the half-eaten piece of cake on the dining table, and she wanted to go back and finish it quickly, while playing with the magic mirror.
Yin Shen: "Don't you have anything to say goodbye to?"
She scratched her head and thought hard for a long time before she finally remembered.
"ah!"
"I remember now."
She opened her mouth and smiled.
"I want to say goodbye to my most obedient servant, Big Firework. I haven't seen it for a long time and I miss it so much."
Her little calculation was so good that the fairies on the real moon heard it.
The corners of Yin Shen's mouth moved, not knowing whether to smile or show a helpless expression.
Perhaps only Sally can make the almighty Creator unable to maintain his sacred and detached posture sometimes.