Zhou Ming said in a deep voice: "Look carefully, as long as you use your imagination and creativity, you can give full play to the true value of these wisdoms." Wisdom is like words, and mastering different kinds of wisdom is like learning a whole new word. The value of words themselves is limited, but words are not used for collection, but for poetry, essays, and to express one's thoughts. The key is not in words, words cannot be learned, but if they do not understand the mystery of imagination and creativity, and do not have their own unique thoughts, then they are destined to be mediocre and have no achievements!"

While explaining, the source force in Zhou Ming's hand began to change, from simple to complex, forming a variety of exquisite structures. These source forces, in Zhou Ming's hands, are like mud blanks, which are shaped into various tiny structures by Zhou Ming, as if they are parts.

In the process, it was just a structural change, and nothing completely new was added to it.

The six people looked at it, at first they were very puzzled, but with the appearance of various incredible structures, their eyes began to shine, and they finally saw the doorway, and they couldn't help clenching their fists for a while, and they didn't dare to have any distractions.

In their eyes, the ever-changing source power in Zhou Ming's palm seemed to open up a whole new world for them.

They never thought that the source force could still play like this?

Their previous cultivation methods, compared to the "gameplay" that Zhou Ming is showing now, are simply too rigid, and there are no bright spots to speak of.

At this time, they finally had a feeling of opening up, and realized what Zhou Ming's so-called imagination and creativity were all about.

They felt that they understood, that they understood.

However, Zhou Ming did not stop.

More "parts" began to appear, all kinds of things, endlessly.

They thought they understood, but when they saw that Zhou Ming didn't stop at all, they immediately fell into confusion again.

What exactly is Zhou Ming going to do?

Zhou Ming wouldn't tell them directly, what he was going to do was just the beginning.

They think they understand, but they don't even understand the skin.

Zhou Ming's so-called imagination and creativity, if he just changed the structure of these source forces to create such gadgets, it would inevitably seem too frivolous, and he was really sorry for his realm comparable to Tianzun.

Time passed like this, and every "small part" created by Zhou Ming could be understood by the six of Tian Han and Fang Yun, and after careful study, they could immediately understand the ingenuity.

They understood every point, but the whole thing that Zhou Ming did, countless points were put together, and they couldn't understand it at all.

Fortunately, this is not a long time.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhou Ming finally stopped.

At this time, Zhou Ming already had tens of thousands of "small parts" in his palm.

Zhou Ming looked at the six people: "Do you all understand these source power widgets?"

When the six of them heard this, they all nodded. They are all young geniuses, quick thinkers, and have cultivated to the demigod realm, and it is not difficult to understand this, because they know this wisdom in their hearts.

Zhou Ming said: "Next, I want to use these parts to form a divine path, the potential of this divine path can reach the god emperor directly, do you believe it?"

"What?"

Dumpling Han was the first to scream.

This wisdom comes from him. It took him hundreds of years to achieve the demigod realm, and he had been stuck at this level for several years.

How could he believe that with just this little bit of wisdom, he could actually achieve a divine path that pointed directly at the God Emperor?!

If you say this kind of thing, you will only be ridiculed as an idiot.

However, when Zhou Ming said it at this moment, they just felt shocked and couldn't believe it, but they had to pay attention to Zhou Ming's words. doll

So did the cold, and so did the other five.

Zhou Ming saw their shocked expressions and asked in a deep voice, "Do you think that these wisdoms are too simple and too little to support becoming a Divine Dao that directly points to the God Emperor?"

The six nodded their heads.

Needless to say?

This bit of wisdom is not just a little, but a little is pitiful.

In their view, it is impossible to even forge the way of the Dao God.

You must know that these source forces are degenerated from the power of the demigods of Dumping Cold, and all of Tilting Cold's own comprehension has been eliminated, and they are just the most original wisdom in this world.

If only with such a little bit of Origin Wisdom, without the blessing of his own unique wisdom, he could forge the Way of the God Emperor, then wouldn't the White Dragon Dao Realm already be full of God Emperors?!

Is the God Emperor so cheap?

Of course not.

Throughout the entire White Dragon Dao Realm, there are only a few Divine Emperors, and the number does not exceed ten, and throughout the ages, none of them have been cultivated in the White Dragon Dao Realm.

If you don't go to heaven, it is difficult to become an emperor!

This has long been a well-known common sense in the Providence Alliance.

It was only then that the six realized that they thought they understood, but in reality, they didn't understand anything.

Zhou Ming chuckled and said, "It's true that there aren't many of these wisdoms, but they're enough. Have you ever read the poems of the wandering poets of this world, the kind of classic psalms that have been passed down through the ages?"

The six nodded.

There are many such psalms, and of course they have heard them.

Zhou Ming asked in a deep voice: "How many words are used in those poems? Each one uses no more than 500 different words, right?"

When the six of them heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and seemed to understand Zhou Ming's meaning in a trance.

Zhou Ming looked at the six people: "Less than 500 words can form immortal classic poems, and how many of these small parts do I have in my hand? 10,000! If you take these 10,000 small parts as 10,000 words, it is enough to use these 10,000 words to write everything in the world! Although cultivating a piece is different from writing poems, these wisdoms can still create infinite possibilities. There's nothing you can't do, only you can't think of it. Now, show me!"

Between Zhou Ming's words, the small parts began to be combined, operating in different ways, and the number of many small parts began to increase, and the mysterious structure presented in Zhou Ming's palm became more and more complex.

Gradually, a magnificent, magnificent, and mysterious scene emerged in Zhou Ming's palm.

It was only when the last widget merged into the mystical that the truly incredible happened.

The thing in Zhou Ming's palm actually operated on its own, as if it had life, endlessly, and transformed, completely becoming an existence that even the cold could not penetrate.

It is like a long river, born out of nothingness, meandering and flowing, and finally disappearing into nothingness, endlessly, endlessly.

From the top of that long river, the six of them felt a faint power of the God Emperor, although it was ethereal and not very clear, but it was extremely real.

As soon as the Star Devouring Emperor Snake next to him felt the power of this God Emperor, his body trembled, and he was suppressed and lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

The six people of the cold were also trembling, unable to believe this miracle, and fell to their knees.

Raise their hands to forge the way of the God Emperor, and it is forged with the wisdom of civilization that they are familiar with from the most ordinary in the lowest Dao realm?

At this moment, the six people felt that Zhou Ming was no longer a predecessor, but a godman, a godman beyond their imagination, and their admiration and worship for Zhou Ming could only be expressed in the way of throwing five bodies to the ground.