Looking at the eight towering trees fifty feet high, Wu Wang felt inexplicable for a moment.
This young Siming really knows how to play.
For example, the puppet replacement once caused a lot of trouble for Wu Wang;
Blessed by the goddess who can purify the resentment of living beings and turn them into gods;
Wu Wan also secretly exclaimed how powerful he was when he was treating Dayi's wounds with such easy and effortless methods.
Just when Wu Wu thought that Shao Siming's specialty was the 'healing system', Shao Siming confidently jumped in front of him... and created the tyrannical magic of the 'summoning system'.
The essence of eight huge trees that are fifty feet tall when they are still, they are not ordinary in any way!
Wu Wan intuitively felt that the power of these eight giant tree spirits was extremely powerful. If there was enough room for display, it would only be a matter of throwing huge rocks to destroy tens of thousands of divine guards.
Even if you don’t feel the fluctuations in the bodies of these giant wood spirits;
Just by looking at how easily they can pull up such a heavy tree trunk body from the earth and drill it in without any sense of disobedience, you can judge how terrifying their own strength is.
Previously, Wu Wan might have been thinking nonsense.
But now, Wu Wan is completely sure that most of the dozens of nearby minor gods are already preparing to carry the statues and run away overnight!
These giant trees are tens of miles apart, guarding the eight directions of his God Realm. If they are regarded as 'self-propelled multi-caliber trebuchets', the firepower coverage of these eight big guys will be within hundreds of miles.
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What's this?
This is the truth, my friends!
Wu Wan also discovered the fatal weakness of these giant tree spirits.
——Afraid of fire.
However, the Avenue of Fire in the Heavenly Palace was dragged away by the Suiren Emperor, and fire gods were extremely rare in the Heavenly Palace.
Basically there are no weaknesses!
Dayi, who was awakened by such movement, was staring blankly at the changes around him. The man could not fully recover for a while.
Wu Wan stared at Shao Siming with complex eyes and had mixed feelings.
He felt that he needed to re-examine how much energy this innate god, who was usually stupid and innocent... and who was usually innocent and harmless, contained!
"What's wrong?"
She saw that Wu Wan's expression was a little strange, but she couldn't help but smile proudly, with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth.
"With them here, unless a large number of powerful divine generals arrive, or some innate gods take action personally, your statues will be safe."
"No, I just think it's a bit outrageous."
Wu laughed and said:
"You and your brother, one is not good at strategizing but wants to strategize, and the other can obviously become a strong man close to the most powerful god, but he is obsessed with these magical arts that are not used for fighting.
Don't you know?
The rise of living beings is an unstoppable trend of heaven and earth. Your path is constantly strengthening, and you have the opportunity to reach the highest peak."
"Oh, what then?"
Shao Siming wrapped his fingers around a strand of black hair and hummed softly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"Then……"
Wu Wan was also afraid that he had gone too far, so he said warmly: "Don't take it to heart. I just made a few remarks. You didn't waste your time."
"Make complaints?"
Shao Siming caught the vocabulary of this wild and rarely heard word, with an inquiring look in his eyes.
"It's almost like teasing."
"Actually, many people have reminded me about divine magic."
The fresh night wind blew slowly by, and she raised her head to look at the giant tree spirit who was slightly closer, her bright eyes reflecting the few sparse stars in the early night sky.
Shao Siming smiled and said:
"Most of the time, I don't have the magical power to fight with others. I have a lot of self-protection methods. If they approach me with malicious intent, I can predict it in advance."
She pursed her lips slightly and continued to speak softly:
"And I finally feel that God does not exist to be brave and ruthless.
As far back as the Second Age of Gods, I actually already had consciousness, but at that time it was just a cloud and very weak, close to the consciousness of my brother.
Our existence at that time seemed to be some kind of omen, and it also caused many gods to speculate, feel uneasy, and even panic.
The most powerful God-King bound my brother and I in a piece of crystal and called us the most powerful gods yet to be born. From then on, I began to observe this world.
But at the beginning, I could only feel the small space."
Wu Wang made a gesture of invitation.
They left Yi, who was bewildered, and strolled on the stone base of the Wuwan statue in the night wind.
Wu Wan also began to be a qualified listener, listening to what Shao Siming said in detail.
Shao Siming said:
"They felt at that time that the purpose of the existence of gods was to protect the avenues that gave birth to us.
However, the Great Dao is intangible and has no possessions. It is a rule, a definition, and the basic principles of all things. It is not moved by any will. Therefore, the gods gradually fell into confusion, not knowing why the gods were born and not knowing the meaning of their own existence.
At that time, many gods chose to return to silence.
The heaven and the earth are like this, coming from nothingness and finally escaping from nothingness."
Wu Wan murmured: "I wonder why the gods are born?"
"That's right."
Shao Siming stood beside him with his hands behind his hands, squinting and smiling, and continued to speak slowly:
"These consciousnesses born from the great avenues can be fully mastered and utilized to achieve all kinds of incredible magical powers.
Some gods gradually feel that they are above the Great Dao, above all things, and above all consciousness that is not born from the Great Dao.
But what kind of existence gives the avenue the possibility of spirituality?
This kind of problem troubles many gods and causes many gods to collapse themselves."
Wu laughed and said: "Are the ancient gods weak in endurance? How can they collapse themselves at every turn?"
"Gods and living beings are different."
Shao Siming opened his palm, and a jellyfish-like shadow appeared in it, and said softly:
"This is what a god looks like when he is first born, with only a simple consciousness, and then absorbs and grows step by step between heaven and earth.
But living beings are different.
Creatures as a whole change from simple to complex, but for individual creatures, they begin to accept the experiences of their elders from childhood, and they will become complex individuals as adults.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So in some aspects, gods are not as good as living beings."
Wu smiled and said: "If your remarks were heard by the gods in the Tiangong, I'm afraid you will be criticized verbally and writtenly."
"They won't listen."
Shao Si Mingsu crossed his hand, and a light green film of light appeared around the two of them.
Apparently, she can be very cautious at times.
She continued:
"You can even understand that most of the gods were influenced by the innate spirit and became similar to the innate spirit.
The essence of the gods is the thinking of the rules themselves.
The truly strong among the gods shaped the innate spirits and indirectly shaped the gods into what they are today."
The real strong man...
Ruins of Kunlun?
Wu Huan suddenly thought of the remaining ‘old-fashioned’ old gods in the Ruins of Kunlun.
Shao Siming and Da Siming emerged in the Fourth Age of Gods, which was the end of the Zhulong Era. In Wu Huan's view, her understanding was one-sided and limited.
But at the same time, these true insights of hers still gave Wu Wan many insights in his heart.
What’s rare is the word ‘true’.
"Weren't we just talking about a battle of wits?"
Shao Siming sighed: "I said a lot of strange things without realizing it."
Wu laughed and said: "This is the divine emotion of the powerful God of Heaven, how can it be called weird?"
"Well, as long as it's not weird."
A little blush appeared on her pretty face, just like the afterglow of sunset in Wu Huan's mind just a moment ago.
"Then Master Shao Siming, can you explain what you think the meaning of the existence of gods is?"
Wu Wang said with a serious smile:
"I'm not worried about your self-destruction. I just feel that it's hard to find a good friend in Tiangong. Don't look away and you won't be able to think about it anymore."
"I won't!"
Shao Siming snorted lightly and took two steps forward with his hands behind his back.
Wu Wang said: "Then answer first, what do you think the meaning of your existence is."
Shao Siming thought about it carefully, with a bit of expectation in her eyes and a bit of satisfaction in the corner of her mouth. She spoke softly, and her voice was like a calm mountain stream, nourishing Wu Wan's heart.
"The meaning of my existence is to send good wishes to living beings."
Wu Wan couldn't help but be startled and stared sideways at Shao Siming.
But she clenched her little fists, made cheering movements, and shouted viciously: "Let everyone have more babies!"
"Eh...this..."
Wu Wang felt like a 'stem' in his throat for a moment.
Give him back the emotion he felt in that moment!
…
Before Beiye's support arrived, Wu Wang originally wanted Dayi to stay in Shao Siming's God Realm for a while.
But Yi insisted on staying at the statue of Wu Wang.
"Sir, your statue cannot be left unattended. Even if we only have a few followers in the future, we must not miss out on our daily worship!"
After hearing this, Wu Huan didn't insist much. He built a small wooden house for Dayi next to the treasure toilet that he carefully built, and then returned to the Heavenly Palace with Shao Siming.
The team of divine guards finally breathed a sigh of relief. When Wu Wan arrived at his temple, the leader of the tiger-headed divine guards gave Wu Wan a big salute and then left in a hurry with his men.
The tiger-headed commander's look of relief made Wu Wan feel like laughing.
Before the group of divine guards could get far, Wu Wan and Shao Siming chased them from behind while chatting and laughing...
"This team of divine guards is not bad. I will go to Master Xihe later to ask for advice and see if I can assign them to my command."
"They seem to be under the control of my brother, but it may be that the Earth God is in charge."
Shao Siming said something quite serious, and Wu Wan winked at her.
It was just a few jokes.
These divine guards deliberately avoided him, so Wu Wang could not force them to serve around him.
Today was quite busy, and Wu Wan had a few more things on his mind.
He was always a little suspicious of Dayi's sudden appearance.
After the face-to-face contact with Zhong, Wu Wan subconsciously regarded all coincidences as the interference of some force in the dark.
Although many times, it is actually a simple coincidence.
There is soft light emitting from all parts of the temple, making it possible to see things clearly like daylight.
Wu Wan walked by the still empty walls, making a series of plans for the subsequent development of the God Realm, and set some goals for himself.
If you want to implement the poaching plan, the Imperial City is a good breakthrough point.
It is located outside the Celestial Palace and is inextricably linked to the gods of the Celestial Palace. It is also a place where the gods rarely look at it unless necessary. It has the natural soil of the 'underground organization'.
The alliance with the Mirror God also gave Wu Wan an idea.
For example, the covenant of the gods that creates a capital under the emperor has a substantial relationship with many innate gods.
The word "strategy" is often complex and simple.
The complexity lies in the unpredictability of people's minds, and the simplicity lies in its essence - it is nothing more than top-down fraud.
'If you want to join the power game of Tiangong, you must first gain the power of Tiangong.'
Wu Wangxin pondered these thoughts, groped in his sleeves for a while, took out two treasure bags, and took out scrolls one after another. These were all paintings by 'Sanxian Taoist'.
The kind that are displayed in Mr. Snow Eagle’s shop.
Soon, the four walls were filled with subtle and non-explicit pictures of beauties, and the entire temple was filled with a rich artistic atmosphere.
It’s not like Wu Wang has any bad taste.
Nowadays, the power of the Heavenly Palace is concentrated in the hands of Emperor Kuang. If you want to gain power, you must win the favor of Emperor Kuang.
The only friendship between him and Di Kuang rested on the regrets of Senior Sanxian.
After hanging these paintings, Wu Wan arranged a layer of curtains outside, which made it look more formal and have a hazy beauty.
Soon, Wu Wan sat back down at the low table with satisfaction, took a bottle of 20-year-old Beiye Happy Water, condensed a few blocks of ice, threw it in, and began to write at the desk.
A good memory is worse than a bad pen.
Wu Wan has sorted out all his ideas for developing the God Realm, and will put them here openly later.
This was mainly for Di Kuang to see.
Wu Wang devoted himself to developing the divine world and increasing his influence. In addition to contacting the innate gods, he also had the purpose of making Emperor Kuang feel at ease about him and reducing his threat value in Emperor Kuang's heart.
Calculate one step at a time and make every step for success.
Taking advantage of Yun Zhongjun's absence, Wu Wan also exercised his almost rusty brain.
Sometimes he himself feels that he is too dependent on Yun Zhongjun.
A few more days passed like this.
The news that Wu Wang wants to run the divine realm in the imperial capital has spread in the Heavenly Palace.
The little gods adjacent to the Wuwan Divine Realm couldn't sit still or sleep well at this moment, so they all went to the capital of the Emperor to check secretly.
For a time, rumors spread in the Heavenly Palace.
Several minor gods were recruited to the temple of the minor gods who were close friends of Da Siming;
Several minor gods are looking for a suitable site in the north of the imperial capital, and have already applied to Tiangong to move to the divine realm.
Half of them are bordering the Wuwan Divine Realm, and their owners chose to wait and see for the time being, and reluctantly squeezed out some divine power to train several low-level divine generals.
Wu Wan didn't care much about this, and began to wander around the Tiangong in his spare time. The scope of his activities was limited to a thousand miles of the Tiangong.
The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and soon it was the day when Wu Huan went to the Death Hall to nourish the God of Death.
What Shao Siming said that day gave Wu Wan a lot of inspiration.
He flew into the desolate suspended land, landed in front of the Temple of Death, and carefully explored it with his immortal sense. Then he walked into it calmly, walked through the dark corridor more than ten feet long, and sat cross-legged on the foot of the corridor.
exit.
'The innate god initially had very simple thoughts.'
Wu Wan stared at the sarcophagus.
If the current God of Death is the God of Death who appeared when he recalled the events three times, then he should already have his own thoughts and ideas.
But what if, the God of Death has reshaped a round...
So the God of Death he is facing now is just a blank piece of paper?
Wu Wan's eyes suddenly brightened up!
He has been thinking about this issue in the past few days, and has also carefully understood the experience last time. Today he decided to make a big wave (break sentence)!
Using his divine power, Wu Wan's eyes were dyed dark green, and a sense of vitality surged in his palms.
The weak spirit in the sarcophagus seemed to feel something, and the fluctuations of the avenue gradually began to rise. It was eager and waiting.
But this time, Wu Wan did not disappoint him.
Pushing forward with both hands, Wu Wang sat down and a circle of treasure wheels appeared, and the shadow of a long staff appeared behind him, which was his divine scepter.
"Withered trees come spring."
The mighty divine power surged out. This was already 70% of the limit of the mysteries of Spring that Wu Wan, as the God of Spring, could unleash...!
He can never have any reservations.
The next moment, the mysterious Taoist rhyme enveloped the sarcophagus, and gray-black ripples immediately appeared in the sarcophagus.
Layer by layer, circle by circle, there seemed to be the sound of all souls crying in the ripple marks.
Chill penetrated from the soles of Wu Wang's feet and went straight to his forehead.
Wu Wan stood up, ready to retreat or make a quick retreat.
After all, he is a mature innate god!
Still a blank piece of paper!
The answer is about to be revealed...
"Jie Jie Jie!"
The sarcophagus suddenly opened a gap, and a creepy and weird laughter came from inside, and a stream of black gas gushes out from the gap.
Wu Huan's eyes suddenly reflected the mountain of corpses and the sea of bones, and he saw the figure wearing a colored cloak standing on the mountain of bones!
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Wu Wan hadn't made any decision in his heart, but his body was already rushing forward!
With a ferocious expression on his face, he pushed back some of the black energy with a slap, pulled the lid of the sarcophagus, and grabbed six Immortal Weapon daggers produced by the Emperor Tiangong Pavilion from his sleeves, using them as long nails and pressing them on the edge of the sarcophagus.
"What a pity."
Wu Wan shook his head and clicked his tongue in frustration.
Clapping his hands, Wu Wan jumped to the entrance of the corridor. With a farewell, his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.
"See you next time, God of Death."
The sarcophagus was quiet for a while, then suddenly began to shake violently.
When the lid of the sarcophagus was blown away and thick smoke poured out from the volcano under the Temple of Death, Wu Huan appeared three hundred miles away, surrounded by Daoyun of the Yin-Yang Avenue, and quietly slipped back to his temple.