The moon and stars are sparse.

Xia Guixuan did not stay overnight in Yin Xiaoru's palace, but instead went to the top of his sacred mountain.

The top of the mountain is his temple, and the devout descendants of the god are guarding it, but no one knows that their father god has arrived home.

The backyard of the temple still has the same ordinary cliffs, bamboo buildings, green grass, and a few peach blossoms that Shao Siming saw when he came here.

The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms are beginning to bloom here. The flowers are pleasantly fragrant, and the bamboo shadows are thick. There is a sense of seclusion and tranquility, which is in strong contrast with the so-called majestic temple of God the Father.

Xia Guixuan was carrying a bottle of wine produced by Yin Xiaoruxin and sat on the edge of the cliff, sipping and sipping while facing the gentle mountain breeze and watching the stars and moon in the sky.

Fat Tiger lay down next to him and took a nap, unable to understand what his master was doing.

Even Longyou couldn't figure out what he was doing. Before, in the human world, during such a serious and solemn enthronement ceremony, he was just having fun behind the scenes. Instead, he went back to his own home, and he "admitted it"

"Girlfriend" Yin Xiaoru was by his side, but he actually didn't sleep with her. He gave her the space to sleep at full strength at night, and then took Fat Tiger Shiran back to his secluded bamboo house.

At first glance, it seemed that Yin Xiaoru had fallen out of favor, but Longyou knew that was not the case.

It seems to be a kind of calmness that returns to tranquility after the hustle and bustle, and a pause to look back in the rush.

It seems... he is also worried that he will lose his "self" if he plays too hard?

It's true, half yes.

The other half is that Wuyou's search for his true self also has references and touches for Xia Guixuan himself, because it is close to the path he is currently researching and searching for.

Both Wuyou and Yin Xiaoru are the same.

How can a person who has lost his true self be reborn? What is "I"? Is she there now? Does she have one?

A pure flesh and blood spirit gave birth to a new "I". From this perspective, is Yin Xiaoru closer to the concept of artificial life?

So it originated from this, God’s will is unknown.

It was never Yin Xiaoru who had great luck, it was Xia Guixuan who had it.

For a moment, Xia Guixuan wanted to tell Longyou that if the meaning of your existence is, it might be that you are a tool for me to follow the path. Your past experiences have touched me in regaining the path, and

Your process of finding yourself may also be a great inspiration to my future direction.

But the words were never said out loud, as they were too cruel.

And put Yin Xiaoru into it...

So I took a break and let my recently agitated mind slowly calm down.

"Fat Hu, did my sister secretly give you the practice method?" he asked suddenly.

Fat Tiger was so excited that his hair exploded slightly. He looked at him carefully and saw that he was smiling and looking at the stars, and he didn't seem to be unhappy. The hair fell down again and he squatted there with a look of acquiescence and said nothing.

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Xia Guixuan seemed to be very used to communicating with Fat Hu without the other party speaking... In a sense, his conversation with Fat Hu was a bit like talking to himself in a tree hole.

"You must have used her skills to improve your practice so quickly, because the 'way of heaven' you feel belongs to her. She beat me and kept it. The descendant of the Canglong Star sensed my aura and awakened, saying that I am the Father God.

Then based on this concept, your sister is your mother goddess, and her method is particularly suitable for you."

Fat Tiger: "..."

"It seems that my sister, like me, thinks you are an interesting point... The Canglong divine descendants are called monsters by humans. In fact, they are not monsters. They are all half-orcs. You are the monster... You are the one on this planet.

The only demon cultivator, and a demon cultivator with the blood of the mother planet. If we say 'accidental', do you, the demon cultivator who is separated from others, count? Maybe it counts more than me, because they must not have been able to predict this variable.

This is the one that has escaped."

Fat Tiger's eyes gradually turned into circles.

I can understand every word, but I can’t understand them when they are put together...

I generally know that I am very powerful!

By the way, can it be better than Shang Zhaoye?

Xia Guixuan turned over his palm and took out an elixir: "I got some materials in Zelt to refine it for you. Xiaoru one by one, you eat it and it will directly reach the realm of all phenomena - oh, that is our Huiyang.

Your current cultivation is just right, so such a leap won't be too frivolous."

"Ouch..." Fat Tiger burst into tears.

It is said that this master is the strongest person in the world. If he misses anything in his hand, it will be enough for a chicken or a dog to rise to the sky. Isn't a tiger not considered a chicken or a dog? Why do he have to practice hard all over again?

God actually opened his eyes, this stingy owner actually gave me the elixir!

Xia Gui

I was so obsessed with it that I didn’t dare to hit me. Later, when I was dead and I went to find her, she was so scared that she was holding a rabbit and trembling. What do you think is the use of taking this medicine..."

Fat Tiger: "...Why is she holding a rabbit? Aren't rabbits for eating?"

"She thought I was going to do something to her. In fact, I was too lazy to bully her. At that time, I thought women would only influence me to draw my sword... Uh, wait, did you say something?"

"I can speak."

"Then what's the matter with your lolita sound? You were three years old then, aren't you five now?"

"Isn't five-year-old a lolita?"

"But a tiger is an adult tiger at the age of five!"

"I don't know, I'm just a fat tiger." Fat Tiger asked reluctantly: "Rabbits are so cute, they must be delicious, right?"

Fat Tiger was thrown off the mountain by Xia Guixuan.

In mid-air, the chubby tiger suddenly sprouted wings on its back, made a beautiful spin, and soared back.

The sound of the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests could be heard for thousands of miles, and its momentum was extremely frightening. The temple guards in the distance were alerted and flew over one after another. From a distance, they saw that it was a fat tiger, and they all shrank.

Everyone knows me... I wonder if Xia Guixuan was a little bully when he was away...

Xia Guixuan's eyes lit up. Although he looked like a meat bomb, there was indeed a breathtaking power in the tiger's roar. It was really strange. This was mixed up with Erha every day.

Why does it look like a tiger is trying to eat and wait to die?

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Xia Gui

Fat Tiger said angrily: "If you can't eat meat, what fun is there in being a tiger?"

Xia Guixuan blinked his eyes and smiled.

This is the true self, knowing what you want, the purest pursuit.

Isn’t this kind of clarity what Wuyou lacks now?

He continued to rub his head: "As a fat tiger, your pursuit should be a little different from other tigers, right? Other tigers eat rabbits, you can change it to something else."

Fat Tiger: "Fox?"

Xia Guixuan almost wanted to throw it away again. He grabbed its shoulders with his hands and forced it into a caress: "Foxes are not tasty creatures. How about... let's eat dragons, okay?"

Fat Tiger's eyes lit up: "That little white dragon? She looks delicious."

"No, no, no, have you ever seen a... faceless dragon?"

Fat Tiger was startled for a moment and scratched his head: "That's the mural in your house."

Xia Guixuan was also startled, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Among the nine figure paintings in the room, the central one is faceless.

Because Donghuang Taiyi is not a person, but a title. When he becomes the emperor of this world, he will be Donghuang Taiyi.

So of course there is no face in the painting.

And the meaning of emperor is of course dragon... at least to him.

Originally, when Xia Guixuan and Fat Hu talked about this, they wanted to refer to the Thousand-Length Phantom Demon. Xia Guixuan had always believed that the Thousand-Length Phantom Demon was a projection of the dragon clan, and it was a very pure goal to fool Fat Hu.

But instead, Fat Hu inadvertently reminded him of a clue that he had never cared about.

Maybe it's a bit far-fetched...but what if it really does matter?

If it is really related, does it prove that the Thousand Edges Illusion Demon corresponds to more than just dragons?

But the projection of all realms?

Could it be that the so-called Liu Zhiyuan and the Huo Ming Blood Eclipse and his like were taken away from their bodies was not a case of taking away their bodies at all, but that they found their own corresponding body in this bright world?

Who else is fully human?

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