The small world in the bamboo house, because Wu Tian wrote a sky, changed its color, the old sky changed into a new look, a big "sky" hung high like a mirror, boundless, reflecting everything.
When you raise your head, you can see the sky, and you can also see yourself under the sky.
Wu Tian gently called out: "Heaven!"
The sky shook, and the words Daohen as big as the sky shrank and fell towards Wu Tian. They were still hanging high like a mirror, but the big sky became a small sky. This was Wu Tian's natal character, the sky was boundless.
Then, Qingfeng called out: "Wind!"
Faint wind patterns appeared between the sky and the earth, making a buzzing sound. In response to the breeze, they formed a cyan text, erratic.
The second ancestor raised his hand, made two strokes, and said: "Two."
When he made a sound, there was no other sound.
The eldest brother Tian, the second eldest son, and Wu Tian don’t speak up. When he does, whoever dares to speak out is considered domineering.
A little moonlight rose up from the center of the bright moon's eyebrows, turned into a bright moon to shine on Xiao Qian, and finally turned into a letter of "Dao Dao" and fell into the sky.
Mingyue said softly: "Moon."
Hei Luo twisted his butt, and from under his butt, a word rose up from the lotus platform, and the sky turned dark for a moment.
Hei Luo said out loud with some lack of confidence: "Hei!"
The black sky shook, like absorbing ink, sucking away all the black between heaven and earth, turning it into black again, and fell towards Hei Luo. ..
It's daylight again.
Hei Luozheng looked at Wu Tian with a little excitement and a little worry.
Wu Tian smiled and nodded to him while giving a thumbs up.
Heiro smiled, grinned, and narrowed his eyes, very excited, very excited.
This is the child who was praised, even though he gave birth to Wu Tian.
He was also very happy to be praised by Wu Tian.
The second natal character of Wu Tian is Wu. If I speak out, it is Tianxian. The Tianxian in my mouth is the voice of Tian, and it is Tianyin.
If I make a sound, even the law of heaven cannot make a sound.
This is another level of tyranny, the tyranny of suppressing the way of heaven on top of the way of heaven. The tyranny of the ancient era, the whole prehistoric era, I have only one voice.
The second natal character of the Second Ancestor is Zu. This character may be important even if it is not important, but it is not that important even if it is not important, but in this specific era, it is very important.
The era of Demon Ancestor, Dao Ancestor, and Ancestor represents the pinnacle of this era.
Therefore, he suppressed a generation and was extremely domineering.
Qingfeng wrote "Qing", and everyone's minds were clear, so they all remembered the word.
The bright moon writes "Ming", and everyone's eyes are infinitely bright. When the light passes, the word is re-formed.
Hei Luo twisted his butt for a long time, but he still couldn't write the character "Luo". After all, this character was not his natal character, but the natal character of Luo Hu, and he used it.
In addition, Daluo Jiuzhongtian is all-encompassing, so it is normal that he cannot write it out.
"You might as well change the word, such as 'Lotus' or 'Mie', don't rush, take your time."
Wu Tian suggested and comforted.
Heero then became quiet.
Starting from the second round, openings gradually appeared.
Wu Tian wrote a "god" in the third round!
In the fourth round, I wrote a “person”!
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The second ancestor wrote "Power!" in the third round.
In the fourth round, I wrote "Fight!"
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Qingfeng had a bye in the third round.
In the fourth round, two words were written: "Freedom"!
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Write one on the third round of the bright moon: "quiet"!
Heaven, earth, and everyone were silent.
This word is very important, especially for spiritual practice.
The fourth round, the bright moon, is empty.
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Kuro wrote "Lotus" in the third round!
In the fourth round, I wrote "annihilation"!
Inspiration struck.
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In the bamboo house, words appear one after another, or are called births. These primitive magic words are spiritual after birth.
revolve around their respective fathers.
Well, it’s all dads here.
No matter how big or small, he is a father.
After the initial burst, word creation gradually entered a slow stage.
But there are still words that keep appearing.
But Kuro had already dozed off, and his mission seemed to be accomplished.
However, Wu Tian did not tell him to leave, nor did he disturb his sleep.
In this way, four people discuss and deduce the word creation, and one person takes a nap. This is the current situation at the word creation site.
No one disturbed anyone, it was very harmonious and warm.
It can be seen from the fact that several people looked up at Heero from time to time, and then smiled at each other in unison.
Creating characters is very energy-consuming, and they also need to adjust.
