Fu Qingjun blinked, his hair curled up and raised the bulb above his head, but the strength of so many hairs was vaguely difficult to lift a bulb.

"Great God, where are you, and you are here to continue our lives?"

The queen ant's voice trembled, and she could only see the incomparably hazy distant void mist phantom, shrouded in golden light and sacredness, but she couldn't see the truth.

It turns out that the ancient stele is extremely realistic!

Don't look at the whole picture!

Don't look at it!

As formless and substantial as a mist, He is like the original origin of life, warm, eternal!

Only by observing it with one's own eyes can one understand the shock, because any written record is pale and powerless, and cannot describe one-ten-thousandth of its greatness.

All the ants look at the sky longingly.

"Ahem, it's really a group of short-sighted eyes..."Fu Qingjun knew that it was fortunate that he was prescient, if it weren't for the light bulb on his head to make them feel that they were in a faint position of the light source, as soon as the sound fell, they would definitely look around.

Even if now they're seeing a light bulb instead of me.

"Great Amiro, we... Wasn't it supposed to be born??" asked the queen in a cautious and excited voice, looking at the huge hazy golden light source in the sky that looked like the sun.

The next moment, the ancient beings made a voice that they couldn't understand at all, but it was like a soul-level message for them to read.

"You're small... For the bottom of all things... There is no place for 'wisdom'. ”

Fu Qingjun looked down at the table and said, trying to explain the reason for their death in the simplest way.

He was honest.

Maybe I did something wrong, and ants and other small insects can't produce intelligence at all.

Because the brain cannot be accommodated, there is no cerebral cortex at all, there is no mature and huge brain tissue capacity, and the brain that is less than the size of a grain of rice can only temporarily attach to the soul and will soon dissipate....

Perhaps, only a large animal with a brain with hair inserted is the right way.

However, the large-sized creatures are too demanding, and the demand is too great, maybe one can top tens of thousands of ants, and how many can you fill it up?

Raising a few is exhausting.

As the king of the sea, Fu Qingjun wants to raise a large group, pursuing quantity, not quality.

Only raise one or two, that is really a beast master, too ordinary, so he is still very much looking forward to these ants with a single demand, if it can solve the fundamental problem that they are small in size and cannot accommodate the soul, then it will be perfect.

"It turns out that we... It shouldn't have been. The queen ant came from a squirming voice pheromone, full of disappointment, and the ants behind her also looked at the sky in amazement, this gentle great giant god.

"Then why did you come to see us?" asked the queen.

Obviously, they can not explain, and they can completely ignore them when they are weak, but they just tell them the truth.

The voice of God pierced the heavens,

"If you see me with color, and ask me with your voice, and if you want to live forever, you walk in evil ways with the wisdom of the Spirit of God, and you cannot see Halal... Your intentions are pure, and you can see it here. ”

Fu Qingjun said lightly.

He didn't bother to say much, grabbed a martial arts book in one hand, slowly put it on the table, and said softly: "However, everything in the world must have its own laws, and there is no place for wisdom. ”

Rumble!

At this moment, with the palm of his hand holding the book on the table, the ant suddenly finally saw the appearance of the god clearly.

They stared with shudder at the vast, indescribably white alien object.

His irregular appearance is hard to describe, and the surface is composed of countless twisted, amorphous delicate white slender lines, and the graceful twists of the lines turn into milky white swirls that slowly stir and stir as if leading to a bottomless abyss. He is a spiraling vast disk of knowledge, containing all the truths and mysteries of the world, to be sucked into...

Is this God?

The queen ant is extremely excited, too grandiose, too evil, too weird and crazy, and full of an inexplicable sacredness and vastness, with unimaginable suction.

It tried to keep its pupils open, but it could only see a corner of it!!

But suddenly I was shocked, as if I had completely sensed something: this... It's not the Amiro who created everything that the ancient beings saw in the previous era!!

He didn't have that iconic wriggling black pillar at all!

It's like a clear contrast between black and white...

This is a white wriggling disc, unrecorded god??

He is not the Amiro who created all things, but an agnostic ancient being who wields the knowledge of the world and is full of white swirl disc textures...

“... Flip through books and practice martial arts for them, I don't know if they can be saved. ”

At this time, Fu Qingjun's mind stayed on saving these ants.

One hand places the books on the table, slowly opens them, and shows them.

On the table, he slowly flipped through the book "Basic Introductory Pile Gong", and every once in a while, he slowly turned over one page at a time, "This World War II era is a bit outrageous, and there may really be some mysterious power.... For example, this martial arts. ”

There is almost no text in the books.

It's all about the stump and movement, as well as the position of the boil, and the part where the skin is smeared with the potion.

According to Fu Qingjun's guess, there is no writing because they are basically low-level rough men and martial artists learning, and most of them are illiterate, so they naturally don't need words to express themselves.

"I hope they can cultivate, and their strong bodies can hold their souls? But does the pile work? I glanced at it casually, and it seemed that it was by standing on the pile, some kind of resonant tremor, to hammer the body.... Ants should be able to do the same?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was simply whimsical, letting the ants stand on the stake...

"As for the potion, you can pour some for them, can you use it?"

"It's a pity, I don't have the most basic kind of pile gong introductory smearing potion, a martial artist of Fu Qingjun's level shouldn't need it, so he can only use his secret iron wire fist martial arts potion to give these ants, and this one is obviously more advanced and more expensive.... It's a waste now, forget it, it's a waste..."

Fu Qingjun kept thinking in his heart, turning the pages one by one.

He began to have the frightened ants climb on it, constantly studying the huge, distorted drawings of black lines.

And the ants are even more shocking.

They are crazy like believers, going to study huge books in groups, studying in batches, dividing labor and cooperation, and each recording the knowledge area of each piece of divine text.

Soon, Fu Qingjun flipped through for ten minutes, left a small bottle cap for the potion, and took the book away.

Leaving only the shocked ants, looking at the huge and indescribably distant misty void, the light slowly dissipated, and suddenly, the high clear sky seemed to be opened.

Whoop -

The darkness dissipated in an instant.

The golden sun shone down on the desk, and everything returned to its previous calm.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, and the warm sunlight shone down, and it was extremely peaceful, but the queen ant shouted with great joy, "Hurry up and write the scriptures given by God according to the content of each of them!"