The god puppet was also watching Ximen Hao leave when he fell, and the distance between the two was getting farther and farther away.

Suddenly, the connection with the master in his heart was suddenly cut off, and he couldn't feel any breath of Ximen Hao, but he clearly knew who he was and what he needed to do.

That is, at the moment when the connection was cut off, he also fell to the ground, in a primitive tribe.

The newly evolved highly intelligent humans saw someone fall from the sky, and at first there was a commotion, and then they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, speaking their own language.

"Master, we'll see you in the Sanctuary. ”

The golem's face finally changed, and a trace of sadness flashed.

Then he turned to look at the primitive people who worshipped, shook the dust, and said very pretendedly:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, children, the poor way is your god, and now the god has come to teach you language and writing, and there are still some things......"

Since then, the god puppet has become the supreme god of this Haotian realm, and while cultivating, he walks on this planet.

When I met humans, I taught them language, writing, and some basic cultivation techniques.

When encountering enlightened animals, they will also give them some guidance, so that they can learn to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and cultivate.

Hao Tianjie has finally stepped into the normal realm, and Ximen Hao is looking at his plane in a space without the slightest speed of time.

......

"Made, what the hell is this place?"

Ximen Hao was sitting in a white sealed space at this time.

As soon as he left the Haotian Realm, a white light flashed in front of him and appeared in this space.

The space is about a few hundred square meters, and the walls are all white.

There is no one else, only oneself, and there is no voice except one's own voice.

He didn't know how long he had been here, because time stood still here.

What's even more fucking is that he can't use any treasures and supernatural powers, and even his cultivation seems to have disappeared, and he can't break through the walls at all.

However, there were pictures flashing in his mind, which was the picture of his Haotian Realm developing, and he could clearly see that the god puppet was educating the people there.

Not only that, but he could also feel that the Heavenly Dao of the Haotian Army was improving and enhancing little by little, and he could also feel that his understanding was strengthening.

However, no matter how much he strengthened, he couldn't do anything now.

And according to the alternation of day and night, the change of the four seasons, he clearly calculated that he had watched his Haotian Realm leave for fifty years.

"Hey, anyone? Uncle! What the hell is this place?"

Ximen Hao felt very lonely, there was no speed of time here, it seemed that it had only passed for a while, and it seemed that a long time had passed.

The system is still being upgraded, and he doesn't even have anyone to talk to now.

"Hello, Creator God, this is a still space, the time dividing line between the creation space and the sacred realm. ”

"Who's coming out!"

Ximen Hao was startled by the sudden sound of a woman's voice, and began to have a large number of this white space, but this space was white and flawless, and there was not even a black spot, let alone a person!

"Hello, Creation God, I am the guide, specially to lead the newly promoted Creation God to the Holy Realm, and now I am perfecting the time of the newly generated plane, because there are too many newly generated planes, I need to wait for a while. ”

The voice echoed through the space again.

"Perfecting the plane time, how to perfect, fast or slow?"

Ximen Hao asked curiously, he wanted to know what would happen to his plane time.

"I'm sorry, but the speed of time is calculated according to the Heavenly Dao within the plane, as for the speed or slowness...... Sorry, but the facilitator is not authorized to answer. Moreover, the Sanctuary and the countless planes of the Creation Space are not in the same space, and there is no connection between time and time, so there is no need to entangle. Please wait quietly, the God of creation, and do not make a loud noise......"

"Hey, hey, how long have I been here? Can you tell me?"

Ximen Hao didn't care about the guide's prompt at all.

“......”

No one answered, so maybe the guide was gone, maybe he was too lazy to take care of himself.

"Made!

Ximen Hao felt that he was about to collapse, mainly because he was too quiet and lonely.

He rarely feels this way, after all, there is still scarcity when there is no one, but the scarcity is escalating.

I don't know how long it has been, because he has no concept of time here, but he knows that another fifty years have passed in the Haotian Realm, and the god puppet seems to be able to fly for a short time, and is happily running and flying in the Haotian Realm.

When Ximen Hao saw this scene, his heart suddenly fell silent.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and the power of the relics refined in his body was activated, making his irritable heart more and more calm.

He seemed to understand something, maybe this space was not only for people to wait here, but also to calm the state of mind of these creator gods.

The picture of the Haotian Realm in his mind passed by like a movie, the god puppet was cultivating hard, and all the living beings above were also cultivators.

And with reproduction, there are more and more creatures in the Haotian Realm, more and more......

Ximen Hao felt like a satellite, constantly surrounding the entire planet, monitoring every move on it, and also sensing the power that was constantly drilling into his body from the Heavenly Dao.

Gradually, he entered a state of emptiness, feeling as if he had melted and turned into the Heavenly Dao, and he didn't feel that he was still a person at all.

It's a subtle feeling, never felt like this at the time of breaking through the creator god.

It's wonderful, it's magical, and it lifts his soul tremendously.

Just as he was enjoying that feeling, he suddenly felt that the time around him began to flow, not the Haotian Realm time flow that he saw, but the surroundings of his body.

At the same time, Ximen Hao also felt that his cultivation and supernatural powers had all returned.

"All the creators!

With a familiar woman's voice, Ximen Hao suddenly opened his eyes and found that he had left the white sealed space and appeared in a black space.

From white and flawless, to pitch black, this contrast makes his travel heart instantly return, it seems that this white and black is not a special hobby of some people, but specially designed.

The contrast between white and black can give people the illusion of going from one world to another, so that they will be detached from a certain state.

This space is much more white than the white one, and it is brightly lit, so you can clearly see everything inside.

Ximen Hao found that in addition to himself, there were about a hundred people like himself sitting cross-legged on the ground, all of them puzzled, and they didn't know what was going on.

Looking at their cultivation, they were all creation gods, and like him, they were all looking around curiously.