? Chapter 484 The Goddess in the Thatched House

Yidie stopped Shangxin, but actually refused to allow Shangxin to enter the thatched house.

Shang Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at the small butterfly in front of him and said, "I was able to come here because of the owner of the thatched hut. It was because of his summoning that I could find this place. I believe that he wanted to see me. Do you think it was the owner's wish to stop you here?"

Yidie shook her head and said, "I stopped you, not because I didn't let you enter the house, but because I said it's not possible now."

"Why can't it work now?" Shang Xin asked.

"Because the master is practicing at this time." Yidie said: "The master is practicing all day long. Only after the sun sets can you have a quarter of free time. If you want to meet the master, you can only be at that quarter of an hour."

"Oh?" Shang Xin was stunned, "Only a quarter of an hour a day? Your master does nothing except practice?"

"That's not something you can know."

Shang Xin looked up at the sky and said, "Then I can only wait here now?"

"Yes." said Wingdie.

Shang Xin frowned, and was about to say something else, but suddenly a voice came from the thatched hut opposite the pond: "Xiaodie, let Shang Xin come."

"Yes." The colorful butterfly in front of Shang Xin responded, then flapped his wings and flew back to the lotus.

Shang Xin looked at the winged butterfly that had fallen in the heart of the flower in confusion, and then looked at the broken and small thatched house, full of shock.

The first thing I was shocked was the sound coming from the thatched hut. It was the voice of a woman, crisp and soft, and sounded younger than the winged butterfly, just like the sound made by a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Is this the voice of God?" Shang Xin's heart hopped violently twice. God was just a little girl? Or was it also a winged butterfly?

"Shang Xin, come." Just as Shang Xin was thinking about it, another sound came from the thatched hut.

Shang Xin nodded and walked towards the thatched cottage. At this time, a question surged in Shang Xin's heart, "Why does the God in the thatched cottage know his name? Is God really omniscient and omnipotent?"

With such questions, Shang Xin bypassed the pond, approached the thatched hut, and came to the thatched hut. Before Shang Xin could knock on the door, the dilapidated door opened silently.

Shang Xin paused, then stepped out again and stepped into the thatched hut.

When he walked in, the scenery in front of him shocked Shang Xin again. The thatched hut that looked broken and small outside was actually another world inside.

First of all, the space in this house is dozens of times larger than what it looks like outside.

Bright, soft, and cool light fills every corner of the house. This is not the light coming from outside, but the light of the house itself.

But I can't see what this light comes from, it seems to be born in this space.

There are no flowers in the house, but there is a strange fragrance. The clear and faint fragrance makes people feel refreshed when smelled.

In the middle of the room, a woman sat quietly on the ground, with no pad under her body, just sitting on the ground.

He has a beautiful face and a natural beauty. He does not have a trace of worldly aura. Just one look at it and you will know that this woman is a god who is not as good as the world's fireworks, and is truly as good as the world's fireworks.

Ruoli is beautiful, if he only talks about his appearance, Ruoli will not be worse than this woman, but Ruoli still has a trace of worldly aura.

If she is free from affection and love, she will cry and laugh. She will be infected with the worldly atmosphere and will lose a trace of unworldly attitude.

This woman is different. The woman sitting in the middle of the house does not belong to the world or the world.

Shang Xin couldn't tell her age. He heard the sound of a little girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. The person who saw her at first seemed to be so old, but if you looked at her for a long time, you found that this woman was at least twenty years old. If you look at her, she looked like she was in her thirties. In the blink of an eye, you can see from her expression that only the elderly have vicissitudes.

When she wanted to look carefully, she became a innocent girl again.

When Shangxin entered the room, the woman had been looking at Shangxin, her eyes naturally as if she was looking at an old friend she hadn't met for a long time.

"Shang Xin, you are here." The woman suddenly said softly. The voice was very soft, not like talking to someone, but like talking to himself in a low voice, but Shang Xin clearly heard what the woman said.

Shang Xin walked to the woman step by step, sat down, and suddenly asked, "Are you a god?"

The woman nodded, "That was what people called me ten thousand years ago."

"How do you know that my name is Shang Xin? Does God really know everything?" Shang Xin asked again. There were too many questions in his mind.

The woman shook her head and said, "God is not omniscient. God and man are actually the same, with thoughts, **, worries, and fears." She let out a sigh of relief, and the woman said, "The only difference between God and man is that God is stronger than man and can harvest human life at will."

Shang Xin narrowed his eyes and said, "The strong people in this world are respected and will never change. Can I think so that God is just a practitioner with a very high level. No one in this world can surpass him. God will be born who wants to be born, and whoever wants to die will die. Do people in the world have the title of God with awe? The meaning of the word God is not only respect, but also fear?"

The woman looked at Shang Xin and nodded for a while. "This is the first time I have heard such a statement, but you are not wrong at all. This is the truth."

"Well, now I can understand what the dragon said. It said that you were the only one god ten thousand years ago. The reason is very simple, because no one's strength can surpass you. As long as you still exist, others cannot be called God. Because God has another meaning, it is omnipotence. Unless someone can kill you, you can replace your God's title."

"That's right, that's it." The woman said.

"But I still don't understand a little bit now. Since God is not omnipotent, why do you know my name?" This question was confused by Shang Xin's confidence when the woman said the first sentence. He really couldn't understand the reason.

The woman said, "It's very simple, because I heard what you and Huang Quan said in that small wooden house. He called your name."

Shang Xin's eyes widened, "Can you hear it in that small cabin?"

The place where the war with the imperial power is at least thousands of miles away. This woman can hear the conversation between them by sitting here. What kind of ears do you need to do?

How strong is this woman? Shang Xin dared not even think about it.

At this time, Shang Xin was sitting opposite the woman, but he could not sense the aura on the woman's body at all. The extremely familiar aura that had been summoning him had disappeared without a trace. If he didn't know the other party's identity, Shang Xin would definitely think that the woman was just an ordinary little girl.

But Shang Xin now knew in his heart that he could not compare with the other party at all. If he had to compare, he could only say that the difference between the two was a towering tree and a withered grass, and the difference between a majestic tiger and a weak ant.

This is an incomparable difference. It is the difference between a true God and a man.

The woman didn't speak, but just looked at Shangxin quietly. The questions asked by Shangxin were not a problem at all, and the woman had already answered. She had lived here for tens of thousands of years, and she was not a talkative person at all.

God is lonely, especially when there is only one God.

No one will really like loneliness.

So the capital of God appeared, and countless gods appeared, but this woman didn't care. Even the same title could relieve some loneliness.

But this woman would never stay in Shendu. She is a high-ranking and always stands at the top.

It took a long time, after a long time.

Shang Xin finally couldn't help but say again: "Can I ask you another question?"

The woman nodded: "Of course, I haven't talked to anyone for tens of thousands of years, and I really want someone to chat with me."

Shang Xin said: "The battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago does not seem to be your legend. The legendary one who defeated the demon king was the three great gods who had the gentleman sword, the overlord gun and the destruction bow. I really want to know, did you not participate in the battle between ten thousand years ago?"

The woman thought for a while and said, "No, I have participated. If I had not participated, the strength of the three holy envoys would be far from harming the Demon King."

"You participated, and both the Demon King were defeated, and then the three holy envoys defeated the Demon King. Is that true?" Shang Xin couldn't help asking.

"It can be said that's the case." The woman nodded.

"Are you not the opponent of the Demon King?" Shang Xin asked again. Shang Xin shouldn't have asked such a thing. The woman said it clearly just now. After fighting with the Demon King, the Demon King still had the power to fight with three holy envoys, but the woman withdrew from the battlefield. This result is enough to prove that she is not the opponent of the Demon King.

But Shang Xin had a feeling that he felt that this woman's strength would never be lower than that of the Demon King. This was a feeling that there was no reason.

The woman's words quickly confirmed Shang Xin's speculation, and the woman said, "If it were normal, the Demon King would not be my opponent. He lost in the fight with him because I was injured before."

"Injured? How could you be injured?" Shang Xin couldn't help asking.

"Because of the three holy envoys," the woman said: "The level divisions between the divine realm and the demon realm were very similar ten thousand years ago. There was only one demon king, and under him were the demon saints, demon spirits, demon generals, demon soldiers and demon servants. The only difference between gods and demons is that demons cannot practice alone. The strength of the demon king determines the strength of the demons below him. God can practice by himself, even if I die, from the holy envoy to the saints below, you can also rely on cultivation to improve your strength."

Shang Xin nodded while listening. It turned out that this was the case ten thousand years ago. Shang Xin couldn't help but interrupt and said, "I guess this is also the reason for the defeat of the Demon King. Because he lost, the strength of the entire demon clan decreased, so they were all defeated."

The woman nodded, "That's it. This is the difference between a demon and a god. The energy in the demon world is determined by the strength of the demon king, so it has weaknesses, but the same is true for the god world. Cultivation also has weaknesses in cultivation."

"Oh? What's the weakness?" Shang Xin couldn't help but say again.


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