Fu Qingjun watched as the ducks in this cage gradually entered seven times the speed, the speed was very fast, as if they had severe hair loss, the feathers began to detach and turned into bare ducks, as if there were new heterochromatic feathers to grow.

"It's the soul that imperceptibly changes the DNA sequence of genes. ”

In other words, the DNA code and decision-making power recorded at the level of biological soul consciousness are higher than the nuclear NDA code of cells in living organisms. ”

At this moment, Fu Qingjun finally knew all the functions of his hair mutation.

Soul extraction, soul editing, soul infusion.

The civilization that played with ants before only used the ability of "soul injection" in it, but it also created such a special ant sand table.

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and looked at the bald duck that was gradually starting to mutate, "But unfortunately, all the creatures that have been modified by me will be bald... I don't know how long it will take for hair to grow back. ”

He seemed to think of something.

Breaking through the Great Grandmaster of the Unity of Essence and Spirit, Jiaxia has her own soul.

In other words, he is an independent creature that can blend in with other soul mutations...

"Ants are too simple, as an ant family, an insect class Hymenoptera, their desktop sand table has reached its limit, and it can only be used as a production line for a medicinal liquor factory. ”

"For example, Jiaxia, walking upright, and exercising his muscles and muscles to this extent, has reached the limit of the biological race!

Fu Qingjun looked at the ball of chicken and duck soul energy left in his mind, stuffed in the corner, "He was born and gave birth to his own soul, if he continues to integrate..."

Based on the ant body type, the real species differentiation is realized.

And the size of the ant is exactly what I need at the moment.

They are small and don't need many souls, so they can continue to provide for themselves... And the big creatures, just a few will squeeze him dry.

For example, this mutated genetically modified duck is an experiment, and it is not intended to be raised at all.

Fu Qingjun became short of breath and thought about it,

"I'll study it again, and then enrich the soul gene pool, snakes, rabbits, dogs, these will be obtained first, and then see the success rate... We can't destroy this hard-built ant sand table. ”

...

XVII century.

The creatures of the earth have been born and destroyed for seventeen generations.

Only the gods of Mount Olympiro can live long into the future.

They awaken in every age, ruling over the creatures of the entire earth.

However, the long-lived and immortal pharaohs, even if they hid in the coffin of the sun god to prolong their lives, eventually ushered in their own aging and destruction.

The souls of the first red ants dissipated.

They crawl around like ordinary mortal ants, roaming the land.

The slaves on the earth watched this scene in horror and secretly recorded: "God is extremely powerful, God will die of old age, no different from us..."

XVIII century.

With Fu Qingjun's unified injection, not only ordinary black ants, but also a group of newborn souls were also born in red ants.

They were born as high pharaohs, gods, beings who ruled over the land.

And this exacerbates the contradictions and fears.

"Why, they are born high?"

"Is it because they were born with a good set of skins?"

If the ant colony does not have wisdom, then it will be like a long time in 100 million years, calmly accepting its own strict ant colony division of labor, for the continuation of its own species...

But they have wisdom, and they have unwillingness.

"Why don't we stand on top?" they wondered.

In this era, with the fall of red ants one after another, only a small number are still alive.

Giakamachi, the god of death, defeated his father and finally broke through.

"I am the true god of death, Jakamachi!"

"Death reigns over the earth! Even my father, Tuki, is ruled by my death authority!"

He broke through, and the second Great Master of Soul and Body Unity was born.

The soul is integrated into the body and is no longer a temporary soul, but a real life.

XIX century.

Other ancient pharaohs who were on the verge of death saw the successful transcendence of Jakamachi and had a complete epiphany.

They knew that hiding and fear would not allow them to survive, so they also began to walk on the earth, and began to understand their true intentions and implement their own thoughts.

There are warlike gods who wage war against each other, commanding mortals to fight.

There are peace-loving gods who descend to earth and follow their origins to save the people.

There are gods who are eager for a partner to descend to earth, and they have achieved a series of good stories and epics of love between man and god.

Twentieth century.

Some of the pharaohs began to break through and turned into great masters of the unity of spirit and spirit.

However, the ignition point that detonated everything even more appeared completely.

Among the black ants, the Great Masters of the Unity of Essence and Spirit have begun to appear one after another!

Because although the red ants do not have the ability to hide from sleep, the black ants have used their own generations of fall and death to overlap and strengthen their bodies, even if slowly, they have also come to this point.

There was a big explosion, and the martial arts master who was united with spirit and spirit appeared as if he had been sprayed into the era.

Two camps of black ants appeared.

On the one hand, there are conservatives with deep servile roots, and on the other hand, there are radicals who want to change the emancipation of slavery.

The gods began to be afraid, and from the high mountain of the gods, overlooking all the living beings on the earth, "Are you going to rebel?"

The slaves kept the fear alive, "It was they who rebelled, they failed God's will, it was God who gave us great strength." ”

The leader of the radical faction, Mirg II Amun, was sneering, holding high the stone tablet recorded by his predecessors over the ages, and said in a loud voice: "In this world, gods do exist, but except for the great god of wisdom, Jiaxia, the others are stupid descendants with part of the blood of gods, and they call themselves ridiculous fellows of gods!"

He looked at the timid black ants, "And you, as our kind, because of cowardice, cannot become real beings like us, fear God in your heart, do not break God in your heart, you can only live in reincarnation forever!"

He frowned coldly, "The great god of Jiaxia tells us that wisdom must be obtained by oneself! Without intelligent beings, they do not understand what freedom is, and when freedom appears in front of them, they will only feel fear and strangeness, and even they hope that other intelligent beings will think the same way, so as not to appear ugly." ”

Rumble!

War broke out.

Mortal leaders, began to rebel against the rule of the sacred mountain.

Several leaders have the power to rival the gods, and the god of death, Jakamachi, is also feared, and their single punch can blast a huge crater the size of their bodies, and they can reach the top of the sacred mountain with a single leap.

The battle was so tragic that it almost turned into an afterimage.

The earth shattered, the heavens fell, and mortals fought the first war of the gods with the gods of the mountain, a scene that has been portrayed in countless later accounts.

Then, they each backed away.

"Interesting, so funny. ”

Jiaxia didn't make a move from beginning to end, and looked at the scene on the ground with interest, "This is a prosperous world." ”

Jiaxia was still looking down on the war on the land, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter who wins and who loses, what matters is... We have reached our limits, and there are even a large number of lives that have reached this realm.... Our body structure is simple, do we have a future?"

"Dead and destroyed. ”

He muttered a word.

He is indeed deliberately leading the strife and creating contradictions between mortals and gods, because this world is too small, and the dead fairness will not make waves, but will lead to destruction.

"I've done my best, though. ”

His expression showed a touch of vicissitudes.

Now a few centuries have passed, and he is supposed to be only half of his lifespan, just in the prime of life, but now the dark wounds on his body are gradually exploding.

"The rest of the era, has developed freely. ”

For centuries, Jiasha did not continue to retreat completely.

Over the years, with a book of basic pile skills, he opened up the realm out of thin air, crossed the river by feeling the stones, and gradually perfected the Sun Sacred Scripture, and successively opened up the three realms of martial arts, each of which is worthy of breaking through before death, fighting with the sky and racing against time.

In order to guide the glory of the race, he spent almost his whole life in toil, never thinking about his own private affairs.

As a strong man in the world, he once thought about fighting the strongest opponent with blood, giving up the burden on his shoulders, and challenging the outside world alone, this small world may not be able to stop him.

The phantom of the past is vivid, and the spirit of the other party at that moment aroused his fighting spirit, and he longed for such an opponent, drinking and talking, walking the world, and seeing how wonderful the outside world was alone.

But in the end, he still returned to the deduction exercises, and he couldn't give up his own people.

He is the god of wisdom, Jiaxia, not the ordinary life of Jiaxia.

"If you embark on this path, you will not be able to bear all sentient beings...", his expression was vicissitudes, his figure was slender and vigorous like a perfect wax figure, sitting on the throne of the sun, overlooking the whole land.

However, at this time, the fourth realm was only halfway deduced, but he had completely lost his confidence.

Time waits for me.

But he didn't want to fight, he didn't want to beg.

"I am just an ordinary creature, but I am a human being in the priesthood, taking over life and creation, guiding the development of the common people on earth, so that our people have the true spirit one after another, and after the prosperity of the twentieth century, they no longer desire more. ”

"Leave the future to the new generation. ”

"The human reincarnation of the god of wisdom, Jiaxia, is about to leave this world after this life. ”

He testified to the God in his heart, believing that he was born divine, that he was already a true God on earth, and that he did not intend to ask God.

His heart is too tired, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for the next effort to finally break through like the previous three realms, but he is no longer demanding, and he doesn't want to fight for his life anymore.

"O great three ancient gods... Have you seen that I have inherited wisdom, lived up to the prestige of God, and have been on earth for twenty years, and have guided the people of the earth here—" He looked leisurely, intending to spend the rest of his life in peace.

But suddenly the world went dark.

The sky seemed to be curtained.

A faint golden glow shrouded the distant shadows.

Jiaxia stood up abruptly, "How come, I didn't plan at all..."

It suddenly dawned on him that sentence.

[If you see me with color, ask me with your voice, and live forever with desire, you will walk in the evil way with the wisdom of God, and you will not be able to see the halal... Your intentions are pure, and you can see it here. 】

I don't want to see, but I see God.

In the sky, wisps of black columns fell.

"It turned out to be the highest level of unknowable existence... Creating all life, Amiro. Jiaxia looked at the black columns in the sky in the hazy vast fog and said in surprise.