The wind and the clouds are gone!
The changes in the world are only in the eyes of Ke Xiaoliang.
At this time, the wild world gave birth to the first real local god.
It did not receive divine infusion from outside, nor did it directly copy or reproduce certain mythological messages.
Zhu Yanxu... he noticed the connection between the Yangshui bloodline and the Vulcan bloodline, and then he seized the opportunity and found his own way to become a god.
Powerful divine blood, unique and independent divinity, flows throughout his body.
Zhu Yanxu will become the only god walking on earth in the entire world.
The chapter of the wild world was quietly opened to another page.
In reality, Ke Xiaoliang received feedback.
At this time, although he is not a myth, he can already control the power of myth.
The so-called myths and the so-called true immortals no longer have any secrets in his eyes.
"It's not a question of whether you're strong or not."
"It's... changes in perspective, horizons, length of life, and perspectives of thinking."
"This is a natural change, just like the difference between an ordinary person having one hundred yuan and ten billion in his pocket."
"The former may be thinking about how to save money, while the latter should be thinking about how to spend money."
Ke Xiaoliang calmed his mind and stopped the urge for his body to change along with the feedback.
He needed another look.
Let's see if the path Tai Xuanzi took has led to anything.
If so, how big is it?
If not, you need to wait for the wild world to accumulate for a while, spawn more mythical and true fairy levels, collect more successful cases, and then give feedback together.
At that time, even if you become a true immortal, your background and potential will be very different.
The perspective shifted and his eyes fell on Tai Xuanzi Chu again.
What catches the eye is a round, white and greasy piece.
Mrs. Bones is indeed using some of her talent advantages to test Tai Xuanzi's Taoist heart.
Of course, it's also possible that you just simply don't care.
From some angles, Mrs. Bones should not use such low-level means as seduction to test such a high-level existence as Tai Xuanzi.
Tai Xuanzi watched unscrupulously.
His eyes were soft and penetrating, looking over the mountains, across the canyons, across the plains, across the small basins, and then arrived at the neat forest.
"Does it look good?"
"If it's so beautiful... why don't you rush up and grab it with all your might?" Mrs. Bones asked Tai Xuanzi.
The confrontation in front of people seemed to be over.
But the battle behind the scenes has just begun.
This crazy woman never gave up and took Tai Xuanzi as her subordinate.
Tai Xuanzi's eyes suddenly became extremely dull.
It can even be said... His initial gaze was just admiration.
It's like seeing a beautiful painting, good calligraphy, or good porcelain.
With her back to Tai Xuanzi, Mrs. Bones was covered with a red gauze.
The snow-white and delicate skin undulates under the gauze clothes.
Then she gently raised her toes and straightened her calves.
When the strength was lifted, the ripe peach seemed to be hanging on the treetops, jumping slightly.
Then she bent down again.
"The elegant blue and white flowers have turned into a gaudy color plate. Do you think it's appropriate?" Tai Xuanzi asked Madam White Bones.
Mrs. Bones turned her head happily, like a little girl who was praised.
The innocence in his eyes showed no trace of forgery.
"Are you finally willing to pay attention to me?"
"I knew you wouldn't ignore me."
"If you continue to ignore me, I will cut my body with a knife and make it ugly and broken in front of you."
"Would you feel sorry for me then?" Mrs. Bones raised her head and asked Tai Xuanzi with a misty light in her eyes.
Tai Xuanzi did not answer this question, but asked: "Why do you have to pester me?"
"To you, I am actually an ancient person who lived thousands of years ago. You and I have never met before. I even figured it out... You and I have no predestined relationship."
This question actually undermines Tai Xuanzi's proud personality.
But it doesn’t matter!
This is just a chess piece of Ke Xiaoliang. As a chess piece, there is no need to maintain other people's personalities.
Everything serves Ke Xiaoliang himself.
It is also obvious that this answer is what Ke Xiaoliang wants.
Sometimes, the authorities are confused but the bystanders are clear.
And Mrs. Bones is a very special bystander.
"Have you calculated it specifically for me?"
"Then what was my previous life?"
"Are they the souls who once died under your sword?" Madam White Bones seemed not to understand the point, her eyes were filled with expectation and her cheeks were flushed as she asked.
Tai Xuanzi said impatiently: "Answer my question!"
Mrs. Bones rubbed the hem of her clothes, not minding the playful curls peeking out from under her clothes.
There was dissatisfaction on his face, but he still replied: "Of course because... you are strong enough and legendary enough!"
"Ten thousand years... how long is that?"
"Yet ten thousand years have passed, and you are still remembered."
"Even those so-called founders of sects and true immortals who have ascended to other realms... How many people's names can be immortal for thousands of years?"
"They are pursuing the road of immortality, but their names are forgotten in their hometown before themselves. They are like this... It is simply ridiculous. How can such ridiculous people be worthy of me? worship?"
"Only you! Only you... died ten thousand years ago, but you are still mentioned often even after ten thousand years. People marvel at you, feel sorry for you, applaud you for your stunning beauty, and also praise you for your stunning beauty. Lament that you perish in the sky."
"Although you were dead, you seemed to be immortal in the world."
Mrs. Bones seems to have a lot to say.
Tai Xuanzi's question only opened her conversation box.
And Ke Xiaoliang also had some new ideas in Madam Bones' words.
“Throw away the complexity.”
“What is myth from a mortal perspective?”
"Perhaps it's just some of the first stories and some people whose deeds have not decayed after a long time."
"Then gradually, these stories that never decayed but became more and more magical became myths."
"If this is also a myth that can truly turn into a mythical message. Then when a person lives into a legend, lives into stories and immortality in the mouths of others, then after a long time, that life that should have been short, Can it be polished into a long-lasting myth?" Ke Xiaoliang couldn't help but have such an association.
"That may be the case, but it's more than that."
"Because time in a story can be blurred."
"Suppose I rule a country and tell them all that there was a great hero ten thousand years ago and spread his immortal deeds. Then it will only take a hundred years at most and three or four generations to create that fictional hero ten thousand years ago. , was actually only born a hundred years ago. In a sense, it achieved the purpose of controlling the present and changing the past."
"Doesn't this mean that myths are easy to create? So just relying on legend is not enough to cross the barrier and allow pure people with their original blood to reach the level of myth."
