—Luoyang City—
The conversation continues.
This time it was Lu Yang who asked Di Taihao a question.
"Senior Brother, do you like Bai Xiaobai? The love between men and women, the kind of love."
Di Taihao couldn't answer for a while, this question was too straightforward.
Frankly speaking, liking it is an obsession that proves that the current Di Taihao is Di Taihao, but he can't do it if he says it bluntly.
This was the first time that Di Taihao fell in love with a girl, a little girl who was three years younger than him and still needed to be raised.
He froze on the spot. Lu Yang stared at him for a long time, understanding, but also subconsciously misunderstanding. He closed his eyes and lowered his head and said.
"Senior Brother, everything has changed after all. You used to say whatever you wanted. That's a character that I particularly envy." You have so many concerns now.
Because Di Taihao awakened his memory, he also knew what he was like in the past, or in his previous life.
Zhang Yang was eccentric and acted like a young master. He was a completely different person from now.
Maybe it's not surprising that his words were really surprising in the memory that he hasn't recovered yet.
"Feel sorry"
No one can enter this hall, but there is light. A ray of sunlight shines into Lu Yang's teacup. When the teacup is shaken, the light turns around with the water, as if it has caught the light.
"You don't have to apologize for things you don't remember, senior brother. I just hope that senior brother can cherish the people in front of you now and don't regret it when it's too late."
"Regret?" Di Taihao raised his head and frowned. He suddenly remembered the memory of the past, that unknown deep regret. Did something happen before?
—In a dream—
Master, the turning point is indeed with that child.
Because of neonatal fault, only Achar in my academy is 19 years old, and the other children are 5 or 6 years old. The age of 5 or 6 is when they start practicing boy skills.
Because I didn’t know what kind of crisis would be waiting for me in the future, I taught all the children equally to practice cultivation.
The first step is to introduce Qi into the body. Under my protection, everyone completed the introduction of Qi into the body within two years. Except Achar and Acharulu.
As a collection of devouring energy, I had already expected that Lulu could not cultivate, and he did not need to cultivate. After all, to put it another way, Lulu was a child who was born with a maximum level.
Achar's situation was more complicated. His birth was a miracle. He was born when all newborns could not be born, and there were no accidents. His parents are still alive. He doesn't have any strange lesions on his body, and he is also a warm-hearted child.
But when I observed his body, I still found a problem. Master, this child received a very small part of the devouring energy when he was conceived.
Very few, so few that you wouldn't notice the difference unless you looked carefully, but this little bit saved this child.
Master, is this also a path to symbiosis with the existence of this world itself?
In this way, everyone is an outsider who has broken into this world. Because of the protection of God, they have lived in a state of confusion for nearly 20,000 years and still have not integrated. Both sides instinctively reject each other.
Master, could it be that I took the wrong path from the beginning?
—Biangan Island—….
In a dark place, Lin Ge was sitting on a big rock, watching a black mounded object in front of him shaking out its limbs from left to right, and then shaking out its head. It looked like a gray-green lamb with sparse down. The dark eyes protruded outward from the core, the sphere turned into a cone, and the bright yellow horns continued to grow upwards, and soon grew into thin needles about one meter long. The image gradually deviated from common sense, becoming absurd and weird.
At this time, a phantom appeared in the darkness. It was a man riding a large animal, walking toward Lin Ge. He walked close to Lin Ge and saw clearly.
It was the mermaid. He was sitting sideways on a black elephant, with dark green hair hanging wetly behind him. He had obviously just come up from the sea.
"Sir," he bowed his head and saluted Lin Ge.
"Yeah." Lin Ge's eyes swept over the mermaid
fish tail and asked: "Can't you transform human legs on your own?"
"Sir, if you can imagine legs for me, I can have them." Now the mermaid could speak fluently. He looked into Lin Ge's eyes and said, "Sir, please give me another name."
"Is this the rule of your tribe?"
"Sir, you can say that the deep seed will change due to the imagination of the outside world. The deep seed with its own self needs the definition of the creator."
"I understand." Lin Ge closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Then your name is Yu He."
"Thank you sir for the name"
"Are there many kinds of self-possessed people?"
"Not many. Apart from me, there is only the Holy Child who wants to have a self. Few are born with self-awareness. Most of them build themselves up through long-term growth. The Holy Child and humans block our self-consciousness. natural growth
"That's it, I understand."
"Thank you sir for your blessing, allowing me to be myself."
Lin Ge watched as the little lamb, which had grown horribly because of his random imagination, had fallen to the ground because it was top-heavy. It didn't scream, but kept twitching.
Perhaps because he couldn't bear to look at it, or because it looked too ugly, Lin Ge clapped his hands and sent the little lamb to eternal life with a bang.
Lin Ge looked at Yu He's tail. There was silence for four or five seconds. Just as Yu He said, the outer red scales of the tail slowly faded away, revealing a pair of legs.
In the end, Lin Ge thoughtfully imagined clothes for Yu He to hide his shame.
A tall man with handsome appearance, melancholy temperament and strange hair color stood in front of Lin Ge.
Looking at the man in front of him, he was actually as silent as Lin Ge, and he sighed silently in his heart. This color scheme is really hard to describe in words, but after getting used to it for a long time, it is difficult to erase the impression in his mind, and in the end there is only a sigh.
No. 13 of the Prehistoric Realm, the Cage of the Gods, looks like nothing more than a palm-sized black ball held in Heng'an's arms from the outside, but inside it has evolved the prototype of a civilization belonging to this world, although it is suppressed by humans, or those gods. .
When Lin Ge first came to this world and saw Lulu and felt that he was special, he wanted to use this power for himself, so he deliberately studied and cultivated the deep seeds, and finally found the reason for their appearance.
There is truth in many stories that have been broken down and told by the world. For example, the enemy and we have the same origin, and the abyss seed that God wants to destroy originally appeared because of God.
The unique law of seeking common ground and eliminating differences in Prehistoric World No. 13 makes the ubiquitous devouring energy here swallow up all the inequalities considered by the law.
The most important of these is the soul of God.
The god's annihilated soul unexpectedly merged into the operation of the law, and the abyssal seed was accidentally born.
If it weren't for the incompatibility between them, there might not be a place where Lin Ge could intervene. Lin Ge's work of destroying gods is difficult to carry out. After all, in this world, there is nothing but devouring energy and the abyss formed by it.
God has no natural enemies.
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