ps: I rewritten it, there is no time at noon... I'm sorry, please understand, thank you!!

A burst of exclamations and laughter kept coming from an abandoned temple in South China District, downtown H.

The temple is very dilapidated, with dust and spider silk webs everywhere. An old tree that is about to die is rooted alone in the temple's courtyard. The walls of the yard have long been broken, and weeds spread to the level of the calves.

Suddenly, a wooden board was thrown out and hit the broken courtyard wall, causing a burst of smoke from dust to disappear. The board was already split.

"I seem to understand something. This thing should be the so-called divine thought, but divine thoughts can actually move such heavy objects!" A magnetic voice came out of the temple. The owner of the voice seemed to be in a good mood and threw out another wooden cabinet.

The wooden cabinet is two meters high and half a meter long, and it can hide two people. This wooden cabinet is a box for storing temple items, so it is very thick. The huge wooden cabinet keeps rolling in the air, which violates the theorem of physics and floats up and down in the air, like a floating floating. If someone sees it, he will definitely think that something is causing trouble.

"It's not interesting."

The owner of the voice complained, and the wooden cabinet exploded and was ruthlessly smashed by the owner of the voice.

...

There are five statues of gods in the temple. Among them, the one enshrined on the shrine in the center is an old man with white beard. You can tell at a glance that the origin of the temple is worshipped local land. Among the five statues, one of the statues is shining with golden light, but the statue is extremely ugly and has no color on it. It makes people know at a glance that it is a fake product, pretending to be quantity.

"Oh! You can play with this." A voice suddenly came from the statue of the god, which was the voice of the man just now.

"What should I do!" Zhang Xiaojian looked at another statue of the god in a temple in front of him with sorrow. It has been almost a week since he had become a statue of god. He has thought about a lot of things in a week, such as the usage of the consciousness, what is the consciousness of the spirit, which is an upgraded version of the spiritual power.

Using spiritual sense to transport things, you can easily lift objects weighing up to 100 kilograms in the beginning, and move up and down in the air.

But if you play something for a long time, you will get tired of it. After playing with it for nearly a week, Zhang Xiaojian also roughly understands what his divine thoughts fell to the ground, what its origin is, and what its use is.

The function of divine thoughts is like the immortal consciousness of those immortals in cultivation novels. They control flying swords, magic weapons, communicate the power of heaven and earth, and the land covered by the immortal consciousness can also know clearly how many ants there are.

"I'm so bored!" Zhang Xiaojian suddenly activated his divine thoughts and exerted force. With a bang, the statue of the god had turned into a team of dust.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment when he saw his masterpiece, and said apologetically: "That god is not my fault, it's really not my fault..."

Bored to this extent, to be honest, he feels really helpless now. He is trapped in a statue of god and cannot move. Although he has magical things such as divine thoughts, it actually does not have much effect and cannot alleviate his boredom.

"It's strange, what exactly is the thing that can change my destiny?" Zhang Xiaojian thought in confusion. He clearly saw that something was sank into his eyebrows, but he searched around and inside the statue but still couldn't find it.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaojian thought of something, "It's in the middle of his eyebrows, that is, the brain. If the brain is the place where the soul lives, that thing should be in his own soul. Why did I forget this? Some things in the novel are not bound to the soul..."

When Zhang Xiaojian thought of this, he became excited. What is the thing that can be bound to the soul is not a good thing. He may also allow himself to leave this damn statue. From then on, he will be free and have his own powerful spiritual consciousness after freedom. At that time, he can do whatever he wants. If he becomes strong in the future, he may not have a chance of revenge, but he can still do it well in Country Z.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaojian, he couldn't hold back and immediately sank into the statue.

As soon as he entered it, Zhang Xiaojian was stunned by the scene in front of him. His soul was very small, just like the pocket version of his life. The soul was firmly confined in the center of the statue, and a little milky white clouds surrounded his soul, invading it little by little.

Every trace of milky white clouds is absorbed by Zhang Xiaojian's soul, and a trace of gold will appear on the soul, making it look purer and more holy.

Zhang Xiaojian was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He had never seen what the soul looked like. The villain in front of him obviously told him everything.

"What a magical feeling..." Zhang Xiaojian looked at him and suddenly saw a crystal fragment at the center of his soul's eyebrows. He remembered the thing the giant dragon gave him just like this color, and he used his spiritual sense to rush towards the crystal fragment.

boom……

As he crashed into the fragment, Zhang Xiaojian's memory seemed to be blown up, causing a huge wave. Countless information poured into his memory, and the huge information was automatically sorted out, which made Zhang Xiaojian not suffer much damage. Otherwise, his consciousness would be dispersed by the information and it would be strange if he didn't become a vegetable. It was not the plant soul.

...

In the abandoned temple, the extremely ugly statue of the god suddenly shone golden light, which was only about three meters around. The face of the statue continued to change, and the molecular structure of the statue began to change.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Fifteen minutes passed, and in an instant, all the golden lights returned to the statue of the god. This is the statue of the god, which is completely different from before.

The whole body was shining brightly, and the milky white whole was like a piece of mutton fat jade. Its appearance also changed completely, from more than one meter to three meters high. She wore a purple gold crown with her hair tied up, her long hair was flowing, and a little purple clay pill between her eyebrows. She had a handsome face, a long robe, and a book in her hand, with the title of "Creation of the World".

The statue looked straight ahead, as if flush with the horizon of the rising sun, and seemed to be looking down at the earth, with majestic and undesecrated momentum. Once someone approached, he would feel that strong sense of oppression and dare not have any blasphemy.

What's even more amazing is that the face of the statue is similar to Zhang Xiaojian, but it's more handsome and majestic.

Suddenly a voice broke all of this.

"Hahaha... It turns out I am a god, I understand! It turns out that I am a god!"

He never thought that what the other party gave him was a piece of divine character fragment that came from nowhere, and what made Zhang Xiaojian even more excited was that although the giant dragon knew that this thing was mysterious and important, he did not know that it was a divine character, part of the divine character after a god fell.
Chapter completed!