Zhou Xia stopped the broken bamboo leaves in his hand and suddenly asked, "Actually, great god, there is something I just realized... why did my thoughts yesterday differ from now? It's when I suddenly became serious."

Huang Si said: "That is I've increased your dominance. This is one of the functions of your family. If you have a high dominance, your faith will become pious."

Zhou Xia suddenly realized: "So that's it, I'm saying it! In this way, Wen Ling would ask me this question, is it related to my control?"

Wen Ling sighed: "That's true. Although your dominance is now pulled to the lowest point by the God of Heaven, you don't feel it very much, but in the end, your soul is no longer free. Is this what you really want?"

Zhou Xia tilted his head and thought for a while, saying, "Actually, I have thought about this question. After I was resurrected, I felt that I had a master, so I was no longer free. But Wen Ling..."

Her figure slowly leaned back and looked at the blue clear sky in the gap between the bamboo forest.

"Hey, Wen Ling, do you know that if I hadn't met the great god, I would have died, my body was buried underground, and I would never see such a beautiful sky again."

"Even if I stay in Zhuang Country honestly and never come to Jing Country to see you in my life, my future must be something I don't like at all, just like what my mother arranged for me."

"So--" Zhou Xia slowly closed her eyes and felt the breeze blowing on her cheeks, bringing a hint of itch, "I think now that it's great to live, it's great to be able to live the way I like."

Dots of sunlight shine among the bamboo leaves.

Tears slid across his cheeks, and Zhou Xia cried silently.

When she cried, she didn't say anything more, but Wen Ling already understood what she meant.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he had asked such an excessive question. He forgot how dangerous Zhou Xia was in, and was even forced to commit suicide. After being resurrected, he was pursued by the whole country.

Huang Si also mentioned the reason for his use of civilization demotion. The entire society of Zhuangguo was full of unbearable malice, especially for girls like Zhou Xia.

"Zhou Xia, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you such a question."

Wen Ling felt guilty and apologized to Zhou Xia carefully.

Huang Si made a towel in his hand.

Thinking further down, Wen Ling even thought of a deeper level of his own free will.

"Sorry... God," Wen Ling left the stone bench and knelt on the ground, expressing his confession: "You have given us the will to freedom, but I have abused this power and even had all kinds of thoughts of usurpation... But you always tolerated all my usurpation with the greatest tolerance. I am really an unqualified family."

He finally realized that he was able to think about those problems because Huang Si allowed him to think. Huang Si, as the master of his soul, had absolute control over him and could clearly instruct him at will.

However, the master gave up his power just to give him freedom.

Huang Si used a towel to wipe Zhou Xia's tears, but the towel was really big, burying Zhou Xia's entire face, and the towel thread was also relatively rough. Huang Si used a lot of force, which made her face hurt a little.

Zhou Xia cried and said, "God, this handkerchief is too big."

Huang Si didn't pay much attention to these subsections, "...This is not a handkerchief, I don't have a handkerchief. You can use it as you please, it's okay if you don't wipe your bath towel."

This was so disgusting that Zhou Xia couldn't cry anymore.

After Wen Ling finished repentance, Huang Sicai said: "I know your thoughts, but you don't need to be sad about it. I have my own principles to treat my family. You can do whatever I allow."

Huang Si still remembers that Gu Yan said that in countless universes, it is not only the Creator's Lord has the ability to accommodate the clan, but most soul masters regard the clan as slaves and can sacrifice them at will like animals. Only the Creator's Lord's inheritance, because they can create resources on their own, actually have no material desires for the clan.

It is precisely because of this that becoming the clan of the Lord of Creation has become something that many creatures in the universe yearn for.

Huang Si did not treat his family equally, he was only tolerant of those he valued. Zhou Xia had already realized this without understanding, while Wen Ling had just realized it.

Zhou Xia stopped crying. She took a towel herself, wiped her tears, and said to Wen Ling: "It's all your fault, it made me cry. To be honest, since I was resurrected by the great god, I have lived much better than before, my wishes have come true, and I can still be friends with you."

Wen Ling sighed, "Blame me."

Huang Si looked at the family members and nodded. Most of the troubles in the world are because they think too much. Isn’t it better to have a clear idea?

After dealing with the matter with the human race, he returned to his home.

Before, Huang Si used the prosthetic body on the human race, but only used energy to convert it into internal energy and instilled into Zhou Xia. He himself had no real body there and could not feel the magic of internal energy himself.

Now when I returned to my room, Huang Xin wanted to try out what kind of experience is this inner energy that looks like both the martial arts system and the fairy tale system.

Now he has a clear understanding of the laws of life and a small amount of the laws of nature, so he carefully checked the situation in his body.

First of all, should we draw qi into the body from nature?

Huang Si tried to communicate with the world, and then, he was stunned.

Nothing can be felt. In this dark space, there is no heaven and earth, no nature, no natural energy, and no energy, and no energy to lure into the body.

It is worthy of being a heritage space, and there is really nothing.

He helplessly told Mo Xia to take good care of his home, then went out of the door, turned over the ring, and came to the green world.

Breathing the fresh air of the green world, Huang Si floated out of the ring platform and tried to lure the air into his body.

A thin stream of natural energy slowly emerged from the area of ​​the green world, then entered his body, sank into his abdomen, absorbed by his body, and then a new energy was generated in his body.

Huang Si used his true body to create internal energy for the first time, but he immediately frowned.

The internal energy flows very smoothly. When the internal energy flows through the body, it feels like a spring water encounters a dry riverbed. It is not only dissipated, but also has many obstacles to circulation.

This is completely different from Zhou Xia's situation.

"Do I don't have this talent? And Zhou Xia is a martial arts genius?" Huang Si thought.

Fortunately, his internal energy also has another source, and he does not need to work hard to draw qi from the outside world into the body and then naturally produce it in his body, that is, to directly use the original energy to transfer it out.
Chapter completed!