The man sneered, "Didn't you want the sky to not bring down thunder, to stop drought and flooding, and to be immortal? Then I will let you see what a disaster is called a world-destruction disaster. What you think and what you think is all empty!!!"

The sky was torn apart during their fierce fight, and a huge hole swallowed the wailing creatures on the ground.

Feng Rong saw Bumi pounce on the man and took him into the crack.

"You... shouldn't..."

Feng Rong opened his eyes wide, but the next second he felt dizzy. He had some power to throw him away, and in a blink of an eye it was thrown into another memory.

This time, he vaguely realized that this was no longer a familiar scene.

Volume 21: Innocent Sin (Sixty)

This is an island, or an island floating in the air.

This is Feng Rong's first impression.

Then he noticed the desert spreading to the horizon below the Sky Island and found that it was an island floating above the desert.

No, maybe it's called an oasis.

——The illusion of movement, the oasis that will move in the desert of death.

This thought jumped into Feng Rong's mind, and he couldn't help looking down, looking for familiar characteristics.

But this oasis is different from what he remembers, with only tall and unknown trees growing, lush and lush.

Feng Rong was sure that he had entered Huanfeng's consciousness world, but was not sure whether the other party would attack him, so he was very cautious when approaching. After searching for a while, he found the man in a plain long suit somewhere in the oasis.

Unlike the man who always looks a little mysterious and melancholy in later generations who always looks a little mysterious and melancholy in black shaved clothes, at this time Immortality seems more gentle and compassionate... or in other words, he is more noble and caring about sentient beings, and at first glance he feels like a god-like figure.

And Bumi is using his fair and slender hands to do woodworking - he is working as a wood man.

This wooden man is a bit simple, with only a simple head and limbs, just like the kind of wooden man described in martial arts novels that are specially used for practicing. There are many such wooden mans piled up beside Immortal. From the beginning to the simple image of the later one, he will make a little progress every time he becomes a wooden man.

Feng Rong just sat on the side, watching Bumiliu rubbing the woodworking, the surrounding trees were taken away, and the new trees grew up again. I don’t know how long it took, Bumiliu’s subordinates finally made a lifelike wooden man—

When he put on the wooden man's clothes, looking from afar, almost no one would suspect that this was a dummy!

Immortal caressed the face of the wooden man gently, and talked to it every day, as if he was treating a friend he had made for a long time - even if this friend would never respond to him.

Suddenly, one day, as Bumi talked, his originally joyful face gradually dimmed, and he murmured, "Why don't you talk to me?"

Immortal seemed to suddenly realize that his new friend was a dead person who could not speak or move, a wooden man who had not yet developed intelligence. He began a long period of silence, just like the scene when he was silent as a wooden man.

Feng Rong thought that this should be a fight between Immortal and another ancient god, who was swallowed by the space and fell. For some reason, he survived and built an oasis in the space they made of Death Desert to rest.

At this time, the Death Desert may really be worthy of the word "death". Apart from immortality and plants on the oasis, there are no other living creatures on this land.

Even this wooden man is not alive.

Day after day, immortality becomes increasingly darker. The world is vast, and loneliness is like a shadow that follows you forever, and you will be alone...

Immortal suddenly spoke: "He said that living creatures must be gods, witches, demons, and monsters, and those with spirits must be immortal."

Feng Rong thought that this was what the man with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist said, and the other party should be what Bai Congqiu said in his mouth.

Immortal turned his head and looked at the wooden man beside him. It was as usual, without saying anything or playing.

"What if it is a spiritless person?" Bumi murmured: "Wu Ling is a living creature, can it last forever?"

The sky suddenly shone from the blue, lightning broke through the sky, and the thunder was deafening - a warning that clearly showed the laws of heaven and earth.

Immortal was silent for a moment, "Why did Nuwa use soil to create human race for the great virtues of the people? I want to create another race with things but was warned by the way of heaven?"

Heaven and earth naturally had no response, only the rumbling of thunder was expressing dissatisfaction.

Immortal brought the wooden man around him into his arms, "Life, being born with spirits is the thing of heaven and earth. So what should we do if we are born without spirits? The way of heaven should regard all things as equals, so why are we so unfair to spiritless things?"

He questioned this way, looked up at the sky, the original clear sky had turned into dark clouds in a few moments, and the pressure of heaven and earth suddenly dropped, and even the surrounding trees could not help but lower their branches.

The warning of the Heavenly Dao was already very obvious, but Impotent suddenly laughed, my eyes were no longer compassionate, my smile was no longer gentle, mocking, sarcastic, crazy and unwilling to accept it, "God gives me, who do I give me? I should give myself a way to live—"

Feng Rong opened his eyes wide and watched the divine power around the body surging, lingering around the wooden man like water mist, and then rushing into its body!

Thunder suddenly dropped from the sky, trying to interrupt the process, but Immortal brought the wooden man under him and withstood the thunder attack.

"These three realms, these people..."

The immortal divine power became more and more dazzling, and the wooden man in his arms gradually changed, his black hair grew out, and the wooden body became soft. Immortal held it firmly, and his back was charred and cracked. He seemed to be still not painful or itchy, and he was proud and brave enough to fight in his eyes!

"Man can reproduce for generations and gods can escape the five declines, so there should be a place for spiritual things!"

The sound fell to the ground like a huge rock, and the divine power suddenly shone and then extinguished. The wooden man in his arms suddenly moved, and then he exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Bumi and Feng Rong, who was watching, opened their eyes wide at the same time, watching the wooden man's fragile eyelashes tremble, and then slowly opened their eyes-

The dark clouds in the sky rolled, lightning and thundering, just like the end of the world. Under the lightning and lightning, there was an immortal and beautiful face. He smiled softly at the ignorant wooden man and whispered: "If you are inseparable from life and death, can you do it?"

The wooden man looked at him in confusion, not afraid, and did not understand language.

Immortal, but he didn't care, and put him into his arms with all his strength.

God has long warned him that his merits of creating new life cannot offset the cost of disturbing the rules of the Three Realms!

But……

So what?

He has been lonely for too long, and he wants to have someone with him, even if it is just a doll.

This should be just a memory of Immortality. Feng Rong could not communicate with them. He could only watch Immortality carefully and gentlely name this wooden man, calling him Kongling, and teaching him how to survive. They depended on each other in the silent desert of death, and between this world, it seemed that there were only two of them.

Kong Ling had never seen anyone else, and was obviously very satisfied with such a life. His eyes looked at Immortal every day as if they were filled with light, and he was entangled with Immortal every day, like a child attached to his parents, like a couple who could not live without others. His short and long life was so scarce that he could only tolerate the next Immortal.

But the idea of ​​Immortality and Kongling are different.

After he had time to listen, Immortal returned to the kind of life with someone to accompany him. He became increasingly dissatisfied. He wanted a second one when he had one, so he started to do carpenters again and made wood people one after another, but he was not as careful as the first Kongling.

Immortality gave the wooden people life and called them the doll clan.

In fact, Kong Ling still couldn't understand what Bumi was doing, so he asked: "What are you doing?"

Immortal said, “I am creating your companions.”

Kong Ling shook her head, "I don't want a companion, I have you enough."

Bumi smiled, with loneliness hidden in his smile, "But I think it's a bit too deserted."

Since Bumi said so, Kong Ling didn't want to make him unhappy, so he accompanied him to be a wooden man. However, the new wooden man was given life, and Bumi did not teach them as patiently as Kong Ling, so these new wooden man became a little dull, far less like a real creature than Kong Ling.

"Kongling," said Bumi, "Let's leave here."

Kong Ling was confused, "Where can we go?"

"Go to a place where there are other creatures," Bumi thought for a while, "we can go to the human race and let them live with my doll race... I think we can go to find the human race, you are all created races."

"Man?" Kong Ling thought, what is a man?

It seemed that Immortal, who had already cultivated, left the Death Desert with Kong Ling and the doll clan. Unfortunately, the outside world had undergone various changes. The battle between the former Immortal and the man in the west was earth-shattering, breaking the three realms and five continents. The gods and Buddhas were weak, and the human race rose. Immortal traveled around the world, but he did not meet the once familiar person, so he found a quiet small village to settle down.

It is really simple for an ancient god to conquer a village person. If Immortal shows a little miracle, Immortal will be offered as a god by the villagers. Immortal will send his doll tribe to the villagers and let them live together. The villagers will also welcome him happily without any complaints.

So, Immortal began to support the growth of the small village he was staying in, constantly creating new dolls, watching human birth, old age, sickness and death, and constantly following the destruction. Some people around him came and went, and they would never be lonely...

And when people come and go, the person who always exists around Immortal will only be empty listening.
Chapter completed!