Naohua's Eyeball has worked with Ao Li.

In fact, that kind of cooperation is also a trick of Ao Li. Ao Li transforms himself and uses the consciousness of his fingers, that is, the consciousness of his brain to integrate the supreme. He thinks that his transformation is successful is actually a kind of "suicide".

It seems that it retains itself, but in fact it is a turtle.

Well, if you say that, your mind is actually too big.

In short, Ao Li thinks that he is ruling, so Brainhua is just um, um, um, um, um, when it is a fool, all the energy absorbed by Ao Li's cultivation is actually supplying Brainhua without knowing it.

This is all another matter. The key is that Ao Li has used the law of forgetting. He will not be willing to let any undead know the truth. The undead live and practice numbly day after day. If he wants to break through the ghost cultivation level to reach a level similar to the formless Taiqing, it will never be possible.

One is to practice by cutting leeks, and the other is more important, it is to be unwilling to let someone grow up and threaten the rule of the Pluto.

It cuts the leeks of the undead, and its eyes are cut, but this time, the brain flower knows that no one can cut Xia Guixuan's leeks.

Everyone is not the same thinking.

He is not afraid of anyone growing up, and even hopes that they can grow.

I hope that everyone of my ethnicity is too clear!

It thought about it for a long time in a daze, but still insisted on asking: "Aren't you afraid of betrayal? Longyou and the others failed to fight the sky, but what if it succeeds?"

"First of all, I did not oppress them, and took them like dragons and helped them out of my framework. That is, I was helping them tear the sky. What reason do they have to tear me? Second,..." Xia Guixuan smiled: "Humans need to set up three laws to make robots. That is due to human weakness. They can't beat robots, so they are worried, but I am different... If I am actually afraid that the things I created will overturn me, then I might as well wipe my neck by myself, so I don't want to be embarrassed here and call me a god in vain."

Naohua finally smiled: "In fact, some people are stronger than you, but they are still alert."

Xia Guixuan said: "Because they didn't come. Actually, I always think that such people are better than me, are they really better than me? I said they are the hearts of weak people. Do you think I am too pretentious?"

"No." Naohua stopped asking questions. The entire Gundam model sat on Xia Guixuan's shoulder as if it was a little loose, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, do you want me to help you catalyze it?"

"Time catalysis? Shorten warmth? I will do this myself, it is unnecessary."

"No, turn the system data into reality. In the future, these temple spirits will be based on the system, real gods."

Xia Guixuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Do it, thank you."

"You are also studying the real and practical, but you can't do this. It's not that your Tao is biased, but that you haven't broken through that level of obstacle. Breakthrough is supreme. The direction of the Tao you choose is the right direction and is most suitable for you."

"Turn the virtual into the real, and my thoughts are true." Xia Guixuan looked up and thought for a while, and whispered to himself: "My natal is to return to nothing. Is the end of nothing born? Or is there something and nothing originally integrated..."

Xia Guixuan used the magical power of "creating something out of nothing" to transform into bamboo buildings and tables, which were very casual, but it was based on the changes of magic power, essentially relying on the existing magic power and the gathering and changes of various nearby elements.

Instead of the mysterious "I think is there", "as long as I think there is, it will."

Humans in Daxia cannot understand this, which is the ultimate of idealism. The differences in philosophy at this time are the most typical differences in Taoism.

To put it more in detail, the concept of "nothing" itself can produce different understandings. What is "nothing"?

If vacuum is nothing, but it has time and space, is there absolutely nothing?

If absolute nothingness is just a definition, but since it can be defined, does it belong to a kind of "existence"?

Xia Guixuan doesn’t need to analyze with others. He says that different things may not be able to be fought for thousands of years. He only needs to figure out his will.

God's will.

The will of “I”.

To achieve this will, the birth and death of the universe is nothing more than a thought. I say there is, the universe is born, I say there is nothing, the universe is destroyed.

All worlds are in me, and all worlds are me.

Everyone is talking about practice, not science. He has never intended to use science to explain practice. Until now, he claims to want to learn programming but has not learned it.

That is just a reference. Practice is practice, and we recognize the "I" from different perspectives.

During this period of experience, everyone's journey, life and death, truth and illusion, luminous and Xiaoru, reality and mirror all confirm that "I" is the journey of others and also the evidence of Xia Guixuan.

He suddenly reached out to a little.

The system spirit lingering in the Hall of Music gradually condensed, with flesh and blood, and agile eyes.

Finally it turned into a dragon-shaped creature and soared over the temple.

It slowly fell down again, turned into a dragon-headed and human-body god, and knelt on one knee: "See God the Father."

Different from the "creation" that originates from the descendants of God.

Different from the King of Hell who relies on Luo Wei's remnant soul.

Different from enlightening life or summoning spirits to generate spirits.

This is the true creation, the true spiritual consciousness, the true Father God. Xia Guixuan took the first step from nothing to something, and the first example of an artificial god was born.

From its birth, it has known its mission and its origin without any concealment.

"From today, you are called Yuniu and you are a musician."

“Yes, thank Father God for giving him the name.”

"Because I am not supreme, the creation is still biased, and you may not have emotions... But in a sense, I didn't want you to have emotions."

The Prisoner said: "Yes, God the Father hopes that I can handle the duties fairly, and once I have emotions, I will become biased."

"One day, you may have emotions yourself."

“If there is one day the child resigns to God the Father.”

baby……

Well, it’s not inconsistent, it’s indeed a child. Even the initial spiritual consciousness was injected by Xia Guixuan himself playing the flute.

Xia Guixuan suddenly felt a little funny: "I am Canglong, so you are the dragon and the ninth son."

The vigil said, "Do I have eight more brothers?"

"Nine is the extreme number, it can be thousands of millions."

"Yes, look forward to that day." said Yuniu: "Then I will return to the temple."

"No, when you go to heaven, the Temple of the Human World only needs to attach a touch of spiritual consciousness, which is not difficult for you."

It is indeed not difficult, this prisoner is born with "fake" formlessness.

The reason why it is false is that it has too narrow understanding of the world and has never seen anything. Is the accumulation of simple energy and the law of single lines considered formless? This is the case that is beaten beyond the level.

But as long as it gradually understands the world and expands the scope of practice, it will be true formless.

Wuxiang seemed to be worthless anymore... Xia Guixuan looked at his palm and knew it was not that easy. Just this prisoner was almost exhausted. After all, creating a god is not a human being, and he is not truly supreme. He just summarized his previous gains and sorted out formal supernatural powers.

It may take a hundred years to create the "Nine Sons", so how easy is it?

But he could roughly understand why Qianling Fantasy Realm is so strong... Some things only take time.

Gundam squatted beside him with his hands crossed, and suddenly realized that he was useless... Xia Guixuan can do this job himself, so why do you want it?

I just said a few words to him, why did I realize it...

Xia Guixuan glanced at it and smiled and said, "Other departments, how about you come and help me with your invention?"

"Uh?" said Naohuaqi: "Are you still considered the Father God? Then you will call me God God."

"No, these are all the rules I inject. If you just ripen, you can be considered a surrogate mother at most."

Brain Flower: "?"

So why do I still want to help you say this?

Xia Guixuan stretched a little tiredly: "By the way, I was injured by you before, and I haven't had a rest until now. I'm really tired, so you shouldn't be more proactive in this matter? You volunteered just now, right?"

Are you not resting? If you are injured, you will be happy with your glasses mother and kill billions of descendants!

He was so angry that he sneered: "I just volunteered to show that I was very good, not being grabbed for surrogacy. If you leave it to me to ripen, aren't you afraid that I will make trouble and cause them to listen to me?"

Xia Guixuan patted Gundam's head: "Since you are going to cooperate, I believe you will not lose your big picture because of small things. You can have a baby yourself. Why do you have to do this? Be good."

Xia Guixuan left while yawning. Naihua looked at the vast Temple of Three Thousand Laws, and for the first time he felt like a pig's head flower.
Chapter completed!