Next, he tried to have a dialogue with the wolf god in the ancient language of the wolf, covering many aspects, such as astronomy and astronomy, literary geography, love ethics, and so on.

But without exception, only when he used the established prayer language, the wolf god would have a corresponding reaction, and there was no reaction to other ancient wolf words.

Although there was no reaction, as long as Yang Xuan used the ancient language of the Heavenly Wolf, the wolf god would not attack.

The more he tried it, the more convinced Yang Xuan was of his guess.

This is clearly a very rudimentary artificial intelligence, which only reacts to pre-set statements.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Xuan was very curious.

Since the wolf god is just an established intelligent program, where does it come from with such a huge power?

And who programmed it? Who made it?

If the wolf god is just a programme, then are the other light clusters also programmed like the wolf god?

The more he thought about it, the more Yang Xuan, who felt that there was such a possibility, could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, and simply withdrew directly from the zero point world.

If his conjecture is correct, does it mean that as long as he can find the frequency of the other gods and know their established language, he can activate the power of the other gods?

But the question is, where did he go to find the frequencies and established languages of the other gods, and how to verify it?

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan's thoughts continued to diverge.

If we make a bold and bold assumption that every god in the zero-point world corresponds to a certain power, then does the power of cultivation in his body correspond to a god in the zero-point world?

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan stood up suddenly.

Because from the very beginning, what he cultivated was not the power of the wolf god, so for him, the power of the wolf god was only an external force, and there was no foundation.

But the power of cultivation, that is, the aura, is different, it is the power that he has throughout his life, and the foundation is solid and unshakable.

If there is indeed a god corresponding to his power, and he can draw power from it, then there is no way to describe the help to him.

As soon as he thought of this, it was difficult for him to suppress the excitement in his heart.

The problem now is that he only needs to find the frequency of the power in his body, and then use the method of unifying the wolf clan, just change the frequency to a new frequency when adjusting.

Just do it, Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground directly, his mind instantly sank into the dantian, and then gradually dispersed his sense of supervisor, and began to feel the frequency of his own strength with his heart.

It was a process of attempt, and if he hadn't mastered the method of unifying the Sirius Clan, then he wouldn't be able to sense the inherent frequency of his strength no matter what.

But this moment is different, with the experience of the past, when he does it again, it will not be so difficult.

Beneath the golden power is a multicolored aura that combines with strange shapes like an endless sea.

It was the first time he had explored the origin of his own power in this way.

But that's not the point, the point is that he has to find the natural frequency of this power.

Calm down and feel, slowly, he seems to feel a different rhythm.

It is as if there is an invisible heart, following a certain law, beating, vibrating, and spreading out ripples like water waves.

Got it!

Yang Xuan was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly memorized this rhythm with his heart.

The strange feeling receded like a tide, and there was a regular rhythm there, but it could no longer be erased.

He found that this rhythm is the frequency of the power of cultivation.

Without further ado, strike while the iron is hot.

Yang Xuan did not hesitate and directly entered the state of clearing.

Large and small clusters of light reappeared, like stars, casting light into every corner.

After clearing zero, it is unified, but this time it is not to see the wolf god.

Yang Xuan began to adjust the frequency of his body to match the rhythm he had just memorized.

Slowly, large and small light clusters disappeared, and the entire space of the Zero Point World turned into nothingness.

Yang Xuan looked around suspiciously, which seemed to be a little different from what he had guessed.

Could it be that my conjecture was wrong?

But just three seconds after the thought came to him, the surrounding scenery suddenly began to change.

Countless colorful streamers formed a river at this moment, washing all the void directly into a colorful world.

Caught off guard, Yang Xuan was driven by an extremely large force and sank into the river, being pushed to an unknown location by a force that could not be resisted at all.

Yang Xuan was still struggling to resist at first, but after a while, he gave up.

Because of that power, it didn't seem to hurt him, but there was an extremely familiar feeling.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Xuan found himself stopped.

Immediately afterward, he saw an incredible scene.

In front of him, a golden ball of light appeared that occupied almost the entire void.

This light cluster is so big and bright, compared to it, the wolf god is basically a grain of rice and a bright moon.

The majestic and incomparable power turned into golden silk threads, spreading endlessly in the void, not going to unknown distances.

Yang Xuan was completely shocked.

Because this huge ball of light was completely consistent with the power in his body that was sublimated by the combination of five kinds of spiritual energy.

Huge clusters of golden light floated silently, as if waiting for something.

After the shock, Yang Xuan tried to communicate with it.

"Hello!"

The light group was silent, and did not react to Yang Xuan's voice.

Yang Xuan scratched his head and greeted again: "Hello!"

The golden ball of light still floated, motionless.

Yang Xuan, who had tried multiple languages, even said the wolf god's prayer, but there was still no response.

In the end, he could only give up helplessly and look at the light in front of him in a daze.

This feeling of entering the treasure mountain and returning empty-handed is uncomfortably crazy.

After a while, he began to approach the light group without giving up.

And the golden light cluster still turned a blind eye to Yang Xuan's offense.

In the end, Yang Xuan simply took a risk, closed his eyes, and threw the whole person into the light group.

The next moment, a strange sensation swept through the body.

The light cluster seemed to feel that something had entered his body, and then he sent out a thread and began to scan Yang Xuan.

It may be that he discovered the power of cultivation contained in Yang Xuan's body, and those silk threads then let go of the exploration of Yang Xuan, and turned to ignore it, letting him float in his body.

Yang Xuan, who was illuminated by the dazzling golden light, couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything.

It felt like entering the sun, boiling energy everywhere, dazzling light everywhere.

Touch it casually, and you can feel the golden power that is so thick that it has turned into sticky.

Yang Xuan, who was at a loss, simply gritted his teeth, ran his mental method, and directly tried to absorb this golden power.

At first, a small amount of power was sucked into his body, but then, as if the light cluster had discovered his intentions, the silk thread waved and actually pulled his side into a vacuum.

"Is it so stingy?" Yang Xuan couldn't help but complain.

But a second later, the mutation was abrupt!

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