Allen sat on the grass, his eyes as deep as the sea. He looked at Mu Yu with a strange light shining in his eyes. His voice was low and clear, like running water from a mountain stream, telling earthly legends lightly.
"In this world, Mu Yu, there are many realms, each realm has its own unique legends and miracles. These realms were created by the gods themselves and left their miracles in them." Allen His tone was full of awe and mystery.
"For example, at the end of the star field, there is an eternally shining star, which is the residence of the gods in the world. Another example is, in the deep sea, there is a mysterious crystal palace, which is the holy land of the ocean gods." Ai Lun's description made Mu Yu feel as if he had witnessed those strange sights with his own eyes.
Allen's eyes became even deeper, "And the land under our feet also has its legends and miracles. In the distant ancient times, when the gods created this world, they left behind them deep in the earth. A seed of life, the origin of all life.”
Mu Yu listened intently, and she could feel the emotion and awe in Allen's words. This world is so mysterious and beautiful, full of endless legends and miracles.
Allen looked into Mu Yu's eyes and continued: "Each field has its own unique life and story, and these lives and stories are closely related to our world. They are part of this world and part of our lives. "
Allen's words left a deep imprint on Mu Yu's heart. She begins to understand the beauty and mystery of this world, and also begins to understand her own position and value in it.
When the world was in the beginning of chaos, an unknown god left his mark on the world. With his endless power, he created small worlds. These worlds are like stars dotted in the endless void. Each world is the crystallization of his power and wisdom.
In these small worlds, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals are all part of the divine dojo, and every place is full of vitality and harmony. The gods use these small worlds as their dojo, spread their wisdom and power, and protect all living beings.
However, at some point, the gods began to disappear, and their power and wisdom also disappeared. These small worlds began to be sealed one by one, as if they were put into transparent glass balls, floating in the air one by one, gradually becoming blurred. The gods' dojo, which was originally full of vitality, gradually became withered over time.
At the same time, the earth has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The originally vast land was folded up, like a huge piece of paper being folded in half. Mountains and rivers, cities and forests were all squeezed together. The different time zones, seasons and climates have now become chaotic.
In this chaotic era, people began to doubt the existence of gods. They looked at the fuzzy little worlds in the sky, filled with doubts and fears. The folding of the earth and the seals of those small worlds make people feel helpless and hopeless.
However, even if the gods disappear, the power of life continues. In the gaps between the folds of the earth, various strange creatures began to flourish. They adapted to the new environment and developed various unique ways of survival.
In this chaotic era, human beings have not given up exploration and struggle. They work to solve the mystery of the god's disappearance and find a way to save the Earth and the small world. They began to study ancient documents and artifacts left behind, trying to find a way to awaken the power of the gods.
On the Day of Divine Revelation, the Earth experienced an unprecedented folding of space. The whole world seems to have become an open book, and every inch of land, every ocean, and every mountain peak is presented to people's eyes in a completely new way. The originally dull city streets suddenly became colorful and full of flowers. The hidden small world spaces are also opened one by one in this vast space folding.
These small world spaces were originally parallel to our world. They are hidden in unknown dimensions and time and space, and are beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, on the day of divine revelation, they are like treasures that have been unveiled, suddenly revealed to the world. Each of these small world spaces has its own characteristics, some are full of flowers, some are shaded by trees, some have waterfalls and springs, and some have rugged rocks. They all have their own unique ecological environment and survival rules, providing endless resources and places for cultivators.
Since then, the practice of cultivation has become popular on earth. People go deep into these small world spaces, explore their mysteries, and look for treasures and methods that can improve their own cultivation. Various cultivation sects have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. They interpret these small world spaces in different ways and form various unique cultivation concepts and methods.
Cultivation has become a trend and a belief. People are no longer satisfied with ordinary life, but pursue higher, further and more mysterious realms. They found strength, themselves, and connection with each other in practice.
The day of divine revelation makes the earth more mysterious and diverse. In this ever-changing world, people continue to explore, pursue, and make breakthroughs, creating legendary stories of cultivation one after another.
The dojos of the gods bloom like gorgeous flowers in the void. It is an existence beyond the understanding of mortals, containing mysterious and majestic power, which seems to speak of the majesty and power of the ancient gods.
Each dojo exudes a unique light, just like stars coming into the world. Its colors are unpredictable, sometimes as bright as day, sometimes as deep as night. These lights form magnificent pictures that make people marvel. In these lights, the disciples of the gods appeared one after another, and their figures were looming in the light, adding a bit of mystery.
Some of these divine disciples were wearing golden armor and were majestic; some were wearing light veils and were as elegant as the wind; some were huge, like mountains; some were nimble, like eagles or foxes. They may be kind, or majestic, or friendly to the people, or distant from others, and they have all kinds of expressions. They walked in the dojo of the gods, and every step seemed to follow a rhythm, which made people feel awe.
Suddenly, all the divine disciples raised their hands at the same time, each holding an artifact representing their faith. For a moment, the divine light of the gods burst out from their hands, converging into an irresistible force. This force shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire sky golden. In the golden yellow, a huge picture scroll slowly unfolded, depicting the deeds and glory of the ancient gods.
At this moment, the dojo of the gods has been opened, and the disciples of the gods have appeared one after another.
