The pure golden fairy bones slowly took shape in Wang Xiaotai's body, supporting the endless flow of countless faiths in her body, repairing her body, perfecting her bones, and shaping her godhead.
The once imperfect half of the godhead gradually became complete.
The fairy will become a god today.
Feeling the unprecedented changes in her body that no amount of money could buy or no amount of elixirs could achieve, Wang Xiaotai still cried wildly and shook her head, desperately trying to move back to avoid the overwhelming light-colored human souls.
Avoiding enviable God-given opportunities.
"Go away, go away, go away..."
"Get out of here..."
She was still very angry at the beginning, and her tone increased every word, but as she repeated this sentence over and over again, her voice became softer and softer, as if all her strength had been drained away.
The world was shaking. Wang Xiaotai got up unsteadily from the ground, turned around and ran away, staggered, fell to the ground, and continued to get up and run away.
Fall, run away again, fall again, run away again.
In a trance, she returned to the 800-mile Jinghe River many years ago, but this time she was even more embarrassed and desperate than before. She just whispered in a low voice, Get out, get out, I don't want you, I don't want you.
"Dad, grandma, look, look! I have the power of faith, lots and lots of faith, and I am rich, very rich."
"Look, my blood is golden. I am Empress Fuyao! I will soon have my own godhood. Do you believe in me? I will become a god by myself. I don't want you. I don't want it." You sacrificed to me..."
Wang Xiaotai cut her wrist without hesitation, but only a drop of golden blood was left in the huge wound, which fell to the ground and turned into a small piece of gold.
Wang Xiaotai murmured, "I am Empress Fuyao, the Empress of Fuyao who has thousands of followers..."
A light-colored soul figure who had been accompanying Wang Xiaotai touched Wang Xiaotai's head. It was his father's breath. Wang Xiaotai seemed to hear his father say, "You are Xiaotai."
Wang Xiao Tai shook her head desperately, with tears streaming down her face, "I'm not Xiao Tai, I'm not, I'm Empress Fuyao, I can save you, I'm Empress Fuyao, I have power, you see, I have power!"
"I have grown up, I can save you... I can!"
"You...go to the afterlife!"
Why don't you go!
Why do you want to stay with me? Why don’t you want to be reborn?
Why!
Go, go!
I don’t want you anymore!
You go to reincarnation and the next life!
Don't follow me, don't follow me!
Let me die! die!
But no matter where she was hiding, no matter what she said, these pale souls pounced into her body like moths to a flame.
The world is vast and there is no way to escape or hide.
She could only passively accept this huge sacrifice.
Wang Xiaotai tried to commit suicide, tried to bite off her own tongue, bit her own wrist, and smashed her head. However, she had already become a godhead. No matter how she hurt her body, the power of faith could quickly repair her body.
Wang Xiaotai stumbled and even took the initiative to run in the direction of Ao Shun, opening her arms towards Ao Shun who had made no movement.
"Ao Shun!"
"Ao Shun!"
"Ao Shun!"
Wang Xiaotai screamed Ao Shun's name desperately, calling him to kill her. She had never looked forward to Ao Shun so much.
Don’t you hate me? Are you going to eat me? Don’t you want revenge?
come!
come!
come!
Eat me! kill me!
come!
But Ao Shun's soul had long been eaten away by countless light-colored soul shadows and was lifeless. After those light-colored soul shadows ate Ao Shun's dragon soul, they rushed towards him with red dragon soul fragments without looking back. Wang Xiaotai's direction blended into her body, adding luster to her divinity.
The soul is in harmony.
Even Ao Ren couldn't find fault this time.
Wang Xiao Tai's divine personality deeply exudes the dragon flavor of Ao Shun. Only the deep integration of divine personality and soul can achieve such a fusion.
She is indeed Ao Shun's surviving widow.
Countless points of light on the horizon, gentle and vast, rushed towards Wang Xiaocai without any refusal, like shooting stars, like the Milky Way, like all vast, peaceful and eternal existences.
That is the expectation and hope of countless people.
They gave up the hope of reincarnation, no longer died, and voluntarily offered sacrifices to help her get rid of the entanglement of Ao Shun's dragon soul and help her leave the Mirror of Mind. Thousands of souls paved a path to heaven for Wang Xiaotai's way to become a god.
Wang Xiaotai fell to the ground again, choking on a mouthful of dirt, and her face and body were covered with mud.
Since the beginning of the world, there has never been such a miserable god in this world.
The tip of Wang Xiaomo's nose felt sore and hot, her brain was numb, and heart-wrenching pain spread from her chest. She gave up running and fell to the ground, wailing like a child.
Won't everything get better?
It's all a lie!
Liar...
They say I can protect you now that I have power. Why is everything getting worse?
What did i do wrong? Why
Why!
At some point, the heavenly steps that allowed one to walk out of the Heart-Questing Mirror were transferred to Wang Xiaotai's feet. Countless souls stood behind her, holding their little gods in their hands, and walked up the infinitely vital heavenly steps.
With the support of countless light-colored souls, Wang Xiaotai was forced to move forward step by step.
"Xiao Tai, keep moving forward, keep walking, and get out. Everything will be fine. Dad will always be pushing you behind you. Don't be afraid."
A rough big hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her forward.
"Aniang is here too."
"Xiao Moss, don't look back, keep going forward, be good."
A warm hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her forward.
"Don't be afraid, Little Moss. Little Moss is the bravest, right! That's why he cries all day long because he's a coward! Xiao Moss is not a coward, is he?"
A small, tender hand was also placed behind Wang Xiaotai, gently pushing her upward.
Wang Xiaotai suddenly stopped. This voice, this hand...
It turns out that Dandan is also behind her.
Inadvertently, her palm was already bigger than Dandan's.
She has grown up.
The long-dried eyes were still able to shed blood and tears, and golden blood flowed out of her eyes. Wang Xiaotai burst into tears and trembled all over. She was pushed forward by countless invisible hands behind her, leaving spots on the steps of the sky. Gold seal.
Go forward.
Go forward.
Go forward.
Stay alive.
everything will be fine.
Sure, it will be fine.
Countless pale souls stretched out their hands to Wang Xiaotai, who was walking up the steps, and gently pushed her forward.
Among these people were the village chief, Wang Xiaotai’s former neighbors, uncles and aunts that Wang Xiaotai couldn’t name, and her dearest relatives, relatives and friends who had died long ago.
Wang Xiaotai finally knew why there was no overwhelming resentment and a large amount of resentment despite the tragic death of 600,000 people in the 800-mile Jinghe River.
The person who helped Wang Xiaotai in the Mirror of Inquiry was none other than the souls of the 600,000 people living in the Jinghe River in the Eight Hundred Miles.
It turned out that they had been following Wang Xiaotai.
Watching this little girl step up to the Nine Heavens to plead their grievances, watching her build a monument for them, and slay the dragon for their revenge.
They have always been her strongest supporters. They watched her, waiting for her revenge or her joining.
Success or failure, they welcomed her.
There were countless pairs of gentle and firm hands behind her, supporting Wang Xiaotai and lifting her up when she was about to fall countless times.
Supporting her step by step, slowly and firmly, she walked up the steps to the sky and walked out of this bright world step by step.
Wang Xiaotai's lips were bitten with blood. She wanted to go back and see their faces again. She wanted to tell them that she missed them.
She wanted to look back and see her old friend's face again.
She was afraid that she would forget their faces and their old friends would disappear forever.
But those pale souls seemed to be able to sense her thoughts, and gently but firmly touched the back of her head, preventing her from turning around.
You can't look back. If you look back, you won't be able to leave, and everything will be in vain.
Can't look back.
If you want to leave the Inquiry Mirror, you can’t look back!
Wang Xiaotai stopped turning back abruptly and walked stiffly towards the highest point of the heavenly steps step by step.
Snowflakes slowly began to fall in the sky at Asking Heart Mirror.
Wang Xiaomo caught a snowflake that floated in front of her. This kind of snowflake was a rare gray color and was thinner than confetti and gold foil. It dispersed in the wind without blowing.
This is soul ashes.
The ashes of the soul.
After death, people can reincarnate and be reincarnated, and their souls will not turn into such gray ashes.
The death of a person will not cause such a large area of soul ashes.
This kind of soul ashes can only be produced if the soul is not reborn and the soul is broken.
I don’t know how many souls have passed away to create this overwhelming ashes.
Gray snowflakes floated lightly in the air, and soon the ground was covered with a layer of light gray frost.
Amidst the patches of soul ashes, Wang Xiaomo's pale lips were stained with bright golden blood, looking even more magical and gorgeous than before, and extremely beautiful.
Golden blood dripped from the high steps to the ground, and the thin soul gray was quickly dyed with color. It looked like dazzling golden hibiscus blooming in winter, with a thrilling beauty.
The world is in mourning.
(It should be) the last torture! ! Xiaomo should not suffer anymore after this!
sorry!
sorry!
sorry!
Even if what happened to Xiao Tai happened to a dog or a chicken, that dog or chicken would stand up and resist fate!
Please also forgive me for Xiaomo’s series of crazy operations later!
Thank you Athland students for your monthly support!
Thanks for the forgotten memory, I will never be able to think of my classmate’s barefoot moss!
You guys pinched her so much and you looked so gorgeous. I'm going to watch those videos and get some outfits for Xiaomo.
At present, the most gorgeous and expensive setting is the priest uniform that Xiao Tai will wear after she officially becomes a god. I am going to give her a crown. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha(╯▽╰)╭(It’s the string of beads on the front of the emperor’s hat) I saw it Looking at the information, it turns out that gods with relatively high status can wear this kind of hat.
(End of chapter)
