Sixth century.

Jiaxia returns to the throne.

All the ants on the table learned to stand upright.

He even began to learn to walk upright, and his free limbs and arms began to make tools.

And their physique is extremely strong, and with the penetration of the soul again and again, death enters the body, and with exercise, there is a certain alienation.

And Jiaxia is at the forefront!

Its body is extremely fit, due to the upright stake, the tail of the huge ant in the way begins to shrink, and when it walks upright, it even has proportional lines similar to the human body, and countless red armor covers the body, faintly beginning to crack, revealing the strong horizontal muscles inside, like an ant-headed human creature wearing armor.

"This is a demon king!"

Fu Qingjun vaguely came up with this word in his mind.

However, at this time, the entire basic pile work has been basically completed.

After all, it is extremely easy to get started as a foundation, and all the ants below have no exercises to cultivate, and have entered a state of idleness.

For a while, Jiaxia began to panic.

"God has given the scriptures, already..."

"Now that the living beings are strong, if the gods come down one more time to bestow the scriptures, we may be able to..."Jiaxia took a deep breath, but her eyes were resolute, looking at all the people below:

Do you want to tell them that God has forsaken us?

Have you done something that God will never forgive, and have written that blasphemous tablet?

No!

He knew exactly what it would mean to lose his faith.

"Since God does not favor me, I am the new God, who does God's deeds with a mortal body, shoulders God's responsibilities, and leads the creatures of the earth to glory..."

What a crazy idea to use the wisdom of living beings to perform God's duties and lead the people of the earth!

If God knew about it, he would be laughed at, right?

But he has no choice, there is no way back, civilization can no longer rely on the gods in the sky, but on its own.

But only I know how ignorant and arrogant it is to think that I am God...

Just looking at this divinely given text, you can see that it is extremely concise, but it contains infinite variations.

Just a standing posture, from the posture, movement, mind, breathing, exercise, the current self, even a billionth of the knowledge of the gods, right?

He can only choose to expand the population.

He chooses to mate with mature queens who are also metamorphosing.

And at the same time, in order not to leave the people idle ...

"History is a chapter of wisdom!"

"Wisdom condenses into knowledge, history carries knowledge, and now we build a historical statue of our past. ”

He said suddenly.

He wants to record the "Crouching Lion Pile" in ancient books.

The huge tower stands next to the Golden Pagoda, which all later generations know, and this recumbent position is a transitional sign of their upright walking!

Rumble!

Huge construction works were launched.

Countless Ant-Man began to excavate wooden blocks on the surface, and built huge statues without a master's own mortise and tenon structure.

A huge sphinx-faced statue is prostrate on the side of an upside-down mountain, with eyes overlooking the world, full of majesty and spirit, and a face with Jiaxia.

This is a statue of the god of wisdom.

This became the spiritual belief that underpinned the entire civilization.

Countless beings have written hymns to Jiasha, composing tablets of stone, singing praises of his greatness, the reincarnation of the gods, and under his guidance, they will surely go to glory!

- No one knows about Jiaxia's secret pseudo-god behavior, but only records his greatness and erudition.

VII century.

Fu Qingjun got up in the morning and watched in surprise as the second generation of newborn ants appeared, which was very different from the first generation, but it seemed that because of the genetic collapse and instability, most of them died, and only three survived.

But they still filled their souls, and then began to make breakfast.

"Hope!"

Jiaxia was overjoyed and raised her arms high.

This is his own child, three young ants, each with the ability to enter the sunflower to sleep.

He carefully cultivated it, but unfortunately he was born with a disability, two of them unfortunately died, and the remaining one was also frail and sickly.

"Impossible, impossible... Why can't you find an immortal race?" He became completely impatient, and lived alone through countless eras, witnessing the development of civilization to the pharaoh, Jiaxia was already extremely lonely.

He just wants all his clansmen to live like himself.

What a goddamn happiness it is to be detached from God's saying that "for the bottom of all things, and for the place where wisdom is not melted" and becomes a real life, where you can laugh, you can be sad, you can deceive, you can think about wisdom?

"There must be a sound way for me to be detached, and the whole people to be detached. He felt like he was obsessed, and he clearly felt that his time was running out.

Even if he can delay his life, it does not mean that his soul is truly fused with the shell.

Even if he was asleep, he only had seven times more soul life than a normal ant.

"I will authorize my son, the second pharaoh Racas, to govern the entire Sunflower Dynasty. ”

At the last moment, he decided to hand over the throne to his young son, who had just been born.

His son, though not wise, was able to sleep in a coffin and go to the distant future to rule over the people of the earth.

I concentrate on studying the path of the future, the new martial arts, and I want to find a way that my soul can't accommodate a tiny body.

"It's been my whole life. ”

He looked down on the land from the Sunflower Throne.

Countless houses,

Giant Sphinx,

Eye of Holmes,

He looked up again at the morning sun,

"It's a pity that I only understand the surface of wisdom, but I can't really have great wisdom and find our way in the future... It seems to be brilliant, but it has come to a standstill, and what awaits us is only death. ”

At this time, he entered the coffin lonely and went into retreat, intending to find the future method after the foundation pile.

This great hero of the ant clan, he fell into a long sleep, integrating all the knowledge he had comprehended, gathering everything he had had an epiphanie, looking for a dual martial art to exercise his body and will.

Eighth century.

Sunflower has a second creature to move in, the second generation of pharaoh Lacas.

He awoke from the coffin of the sun, revered his father's will, and began to rule over the people of the earth.

It's just that although he lacks intelligence, he can be regarded as decent.

In the ninth century, the living beings were reborn, and the second pharaoh awoke from the ancient coffin of the sun and came to this era to rule the world.

"I see the way to the future!" Jia Xia roared angrily in the sunflower, he walked out of the coffin, he had comprehended the martial arts above the basic pile skills, and at the same time hammered his body and soul, but he paid more attention to the compression and savings of the soul, and exercised the meditation martial arts of his head, so that he could extend his life.

And that's not all.

The second generation of pharaoh Lacas, mediocre, but likes to have children with the queen of ants, he gave birth to the third generation of red ants.

Unlike ordinary ants, Jiaxia's offspring have the ability to live in the sunflower.

Jiaxia liked the son of the third generation Tuki very much, and directly the second pharaoh Rakas was ousted from the throne and let him ascend the throne.

Although Tuki is not good at martial arts, he is better at controlling the people on the ground.

The entire huge flower pot, carved with the Eye of Holmons, is called Mount Olympiro, and the sun on it sleeps to live to the future era of pharaohs, and the people are not allowed to enter.

Therefore, the people began to know that they were born with a class! Jiaxia, the incarnation of the god of wisdom in the world, gave birth to an heir who was destined to be a king, who could sleep in the coffin of the sun and live to the future of every era!

And when Fu Qingjun came back from cooking, he saw the self-proclaimed highly developed divine civilization of monarchy on the table, and the whole person was already shocked.

Especially when I saw the "Sun God Canon" opened up by Na Jiaxia, which actually opened up the martial arts that compressed the soul and exercised the body?

It's only been a few days since the whole table, and it's already a world of its own.

"Perhaps, I can also learn, after all, they are also small brains, and their huge souls can't accommodate them..."

Fu Qingjun looked down at the ant civilization on the table, and burst out with an incredible thought, "The soul cultivation system they have opened up, if I cultivate, I can perfectly solve the headache problem!"

Headaches have always been a major problem.

"This demon kingdom, deducing this cultivation system, can compress huge souls in their minds, and they move forward as pioneers... I can follow behind and cultivate!" Fu Qingjun was suddenly curious, and sat on his chair to watch, full of shock and joy, "They will open up my own unique cultivation path for me!"

The tenth century.

Jiaxia opened the Temple of the Sun and completely encountered the bottleneck of the second stage.

There was no obstacle to his study of the knowledge of the soul, but in terms of physical growth, he needed crazy external stimulation to keep the body alive.

He tried to hit with sticks, but the effect was low.

He couldn't break through again, and he felt like he was about to fall into the vortex of death again.

Jiaxia, who had no choice at all, could only choose the once extremely ignorant method, and once again led the pharaohs of the past dynasties to prostrate on the sacred mountain of Olympiro, worshiping the eyes of Holmons,

"The great Hormons who contains endless knowledge, Jiaxia has finally understood what wisdom is, and has found her own wisdom, passed the test of wisdom, I beg your forgiveness, and I beg to see you again!"

The voice fell.

There was silence, no sound at all.

The sky did not respond, and Jiaxia kept leading all the people to prostrate on the ground without getting up.

Jiaxia didn't know if she would be forgiven for posing as a god, so she could only insist...

"I know that he wants to boil up the things in his body? Fu Qingjun looked at them quietly, and suddenly walked to the kitchen.

After a long time, a vast and majestic voice suddenly came from the heavenly firmament,

"The creatures of the earth are so wicked that if you want to cleanse yourselves from their sins, you should be polished by suffering. ”

Fu Qingjun put down a plate of medicinal herbs on the table, a small red-hot iron dish filled with sand, and a plate of liquor at the end, "This is a long bridge, and if you walk through the three trials of God alive, you can wash away the original sin on your body." ”