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195 [Created, but not completely created](2/2)

One night passed, the Taoist rhyme circulated, and strands of moral energy fell into the void, hovering over the Zixiao Palace, making the Liu Shen at the head of the village surprised and looked sideways.

Is this creating a law? It doesn’t look like it. There is no thunder tribulation that creates a law.

In the early morning, when a ray of golden morning glow shoots out, the strands are like streams gathering, and finally turn into a mighty golden waterfall rushing towards Zixiao Palace Kindergarten, the beauty between heaven and earth is extremely beautiful.

Zhang Ruoxu faced the rising sun, swallowed the essence of heaven and earth, ate the clouds and drank the dew. His precious body shone brightly, creating a golden body of a god.

The god and man sit on the corpse, looking down at everything, hiding the weapons in their bodies, waiting for the time to move.

Suddenly, with a punch, thousands of golden lights were shattered, and the essence of heaven and earth accompanied by the rays of light roared up like a blue dragon, fighting against the sky.

The layers of clouds were suddenly blasted away, and Yuyu clarified that there was a bright future.

"Does this magic have a name?" Liu Shen's ethereal voice sounded in Zhang Ruoxu's heart.

After coming to this world for a while and observing the people in Shicun talking, Zhang Ruoxu finally learned a little bit of the language of the wilderness.

Looking at the sky, Zhang Ruoxu said his first words after coming to this world: "The Human Emperor can become a god!"

A single punch will make the cultivators in the heavens feel as if the sky is above, all phenomena are sealed, and the king dominates the world!

"What state are you in now?"

Liu Shen asked immediately. From her perspective, she could see that the Human Emperor's Art of Conferring Gods was just a rudimentary seed that would grow as Zhang Ruoxu's realm increased.

"Dongtian Divine Mansion." Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly, and a huge cave appeared in his head. Although there was only one cave, thirty-three heavens appeared in the cave. There were divine bridges erected between each heaven, with golden light and palaces.

Stretch.

The scenery of each heaven is different. There are four heavenly gates stationed in the sea of ​​clouds, connecting the heavens;

In the treasure hall, the gods are praising you, and the soul is sitting on the throne of the emperor, proud of the heavenly emperor...

Cave Heaven is a realm and a means of practicing in Yizhong. It is like reenacting a small world.

Open an immortal passage, a pure land, or a world inside or outside the human body.

Opening up a cave and entering this realm is tantamount to taking away the creation of heaven and earth, continuously and directly absorbing the essence of gods from the endless outside world to replenish one's body.

Therefore, the more you open up, the better. The limit is ten caves. Each cave breeds a powerful rune, corresponding to various powerful divine birds and fierce beasts.

At a certain age, Liu Shen saw someone transforming the ten evil spirits into the cave.

But no matter which one, there is never a unique cave.

Moreover, the cave sky does not breed the true spirits of mythical beasts, but it actually visualizes a heaven and respects itself as the emperor of heaven.

"Is this the new path that fellow Taoist explores? Using the cave sky as a divine residence to warm and nourish the gods." Liu Shen said thoughtfully.

"On the way."

Zhang Ruoxu nodded: "This is just the first step."

Whether it can be successful depends on whether it can be combined with the Virtual God Realm, the main body will settle in the Dongtian Divine Mansion, and the old body will dominate the Virtual Divine Kingdom.

The old body explores the way for the main body, performs thousands of Taoist methods in the virtual god world, and opens up a path forward.

The Lord's body is in the human world, building up the real realm bit by bit and sublimating it to the extreme.

Amidst the existence and non-existence of truth and falsehood, explore the original path.

Liu Shen nodded and looked to the east. A great sun had jumped out of Cangshan Mountain, spreading its brilliance across the earth.

A year's plan begins in spring, a day's plan begins in the morning.

The people of Shicun got up very early. Lazy people cannot survive in the wilderness.

But as time went by, Zhang Ruoxu realized something was wrong.

In addition to children of all sizes in the kindergarten, there were also many burly women looking at him eagerly at the door. Even the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng stood at the door with a simple smile on his face, hesitating and not daring to come in.

They feel that they are also three years and one hundred and eight months old.

"Come in together."

Zhang Ruoxu waved his hand helplessly, "herding a group of sheep is herding, and herding two groups of sheep is herding."

But sir, the foundation has been set and it is difficult to change the path. Zhang Ruoxu gave the old clan leader some guidance, drew a book for him, and asked him to lead the adult clan members to another classroom, open an adult education class, and learn a simplified version of the True Phoenix Art -

—Xiaohuang Baoshu.

Leaving behind a group of little kids who had never been exposed to bone inscriptions, Zhang Ruoxu laughed evilly and picked up a teaching prop from the crowd.

It's up to you, Milkman!

The little girl made a milky sound and said in her mouth, "Brother Sick, I can walk by myself."

"Call me sir, don't call me sick brother."
Chapter completed!
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