Tang Letian also felt a little ridiculous, he was originally here to save the material world and the spiritual world, but he didn't expect that the most successful thing he did was to sell wine.

He originally regarded this place as an enemy's lair, but what he never expected was that the people here were his comrades-in-arms.

There are too many things in life that are unpredictable, if you want to go left, you may have to go right, and if you want to go forward, sometimes you have to go backwards.

Perhaps it is precisely because of these inexplicable surprises that the world has become so interesting.

This is probably a good thing that makes people feel helpless.

Tang Lotian found four people to help him make wine, these four divine envoys are all old, there is no way to go out on a mission, under normal circumstances, they will become a priest to be responsible for some affairs that do not need to be on a mission, but the plants of the priest are numbered after all, so many older divine envoys are stranded.

Tang Lotian helped them find something to do, and the four old gods were very happy.

Besides, this thing is winemaking, with the promotion of wine, the entire cloud has become the current oracle can be said to be no wine and no joy, everyone has hobbies, and life has gradually become lively and noisy.

Yun Ducheng, who was originally deserted and tattered, now has begun to have a trace of life.

The drunks on the streets didn't look elegant, but at least the feeling was much stronger than the indifferent faces of dead corpses.

This kind of change is something that everyone likes to see, anyway, the drink can't hurt their body, as long as they don't delay their serious business, drink some wine to relieve stress, it can be said to be a very good thing.

When the brewery is on the right track, Tang Lotian slowly no longer goes to the distillery, after all, the raw materials are provided by the gods themselves, and the threshold for brewing is not high.

More often than not, they came over to rub some wine and drink.

Then Tang Lotian began to devote himself to the study of the spirit of the world.

The days are dull and boring, and every three or five you have to drink heavy colors and others to go out on tasks, some of these tasks are extremely risky, some are easy and simple, and half a year has passed in a flash.

Tang Lotian still hasn't found a channel to communicate with the World Spirits in the past hundred years, and he already has three World Spirits in his hands at this time.

His lamb is now very strong, ten meters high, and a bunch of hairy wings behind it is twenty or thirty meters after it is unfolded, such a behemoth Tang Lotian can no longer put it in the Lotte Ding, so Tang Lotian threw him into the jungle and let it grow and live freely.

Sometimes Tang Letian also takes it on a mission, and when he is really in danger, this lamb is very reliable, and there is almost nothing he can't eat.

Shigese was very fond of him, and he wanted to tie this lamb to his belt, and he felt that with this lamb by his side, he could be invincible.

It's just that the lamb doesn't like him, he only likes Tang Letian, after all, Tang Letian brought it up.

On this day, Tang Lotian was still in a daze at the world spirits, the two world spirits in front of him kept hunching their backs and wandering, these world spirits were very obedient, no matter how you tossed him, he didn't react at all.

Whether it's a needle prick or a freeze smash, he does his own thing.

In the past hundred years, these world spirits have never changed in any way, what Tang Lotian got them was when they were and what they are now.

They have maintained this state since the birth of the Ruins World, and they don't know how many years it has been until now, and I am afraid that it cannot be measured in the number of billions.

In these long years, they have experienced many various disasters and changes, and they have not changed, and Tang Letian wants to change them in a mere hundred years, which is obviously an impossible thing.

A hundred years have passed, and the time has finally come to destroy the lower world of the ruins.

As the day drew nearer, the oracles became depressed again, the winery had been out of wine for two days, and all the surrounding fruit had been plucked for winemaking.

Everything that could be used to make wine was swept away.

Great, many angels desperately need wine to numb themselves.

The lower world of Guiru is not the same as the other stars, and the other new cities are inhabited by some life forms and civilizations that have nothing to do with them.

And the lower world of the ruins is inhabited by the same gods as them, and there are some various races that are also closely related to them.

Many oracs have quietly traveled to the Nether, although the lower world of the Ruins is a place of exile, a place where those who have made mistakes have been relegated.

Even in normal times, everyone looks down on the lower world of the ruins, but to really destroy it is like cutting off an arm for these divine envoys, and their hearts are full of reluctance.

The reason why it took a hundred years to start preparing to destroy the lower world of the ruins is because during these hundred years, countless divine envoys have been working hard and desperately searching for the spirit of the world, and they have paid a huge price to make the time for the destruction of the lower world of the ruins continue to be postponed and delayed.

But this day has finally come, and no matter how hard you try, you can't change your future fate, at most it's just a delay.

This is like a nightmare for all the oracles, a nightmare that can never wake up, today it is the lower world of the ruins, and tomorrow it is probably the world of the ruins.

After all, no matter how hard they try, that day will come sooner or later.

Without wine, all the divine envoys seemed to have lost their spirits, and coupled with the huge blow of destroying the lower world of the ruins, the gentlemen's mental legs were one by one, and the streets that had been gradually lively now became depressed and empty.

Tang Letian walked on this depressed street, and most of the windows of the surrounding houses were bright, which was hundreds of times stronger than when she first came to the Ruins World.

It seems that everything will soon return to its former state.

Tang Lotian really wanted to save the lower world of Guiru, but he couldn't fill the needs of the upper world of Guiru, and the whole world would be destroyed.

The lesser of two evils, everyone knows that the lower worlds must be destroyed to save the many other events.

Tang Lotian came to the main temple, bypassed the three main gods in front, and came to a clear pond behind the hall.

The clear pond occupies an area of not too large, only 100 meters in diameter, at this time, only half of the pond is left in the clear pond, and the water on it is empty.

When you get closer, you will find that all the people in this Wang Qing Pond are the spirits of the world.

I don't know that there are hundreds of thousands of World Spirits here, but so many World Spirits can only fill half a small pool.

The spirits of the world pass by every moment, and their storage here can guarantee the stability of the entire Returning World and the sluggishness of the expansion rate of the Returning World.

No one knows how these world spirits disappeared from the small pool, this pool has no cracks, it is guarded at all times, at least dozens of eyes are staring at this pool all the time, but the world spirits in fact are still passing away.

The fewer World Spirits there are in the pool, the faster the World will expand.

Tang Lotian was also a little daze standing by the pool, he had been on the spirit of the world for half a year, and Tang Lotian didn't care about the delay, but the crux of the problem was that a hundred years had passed, and he still had no progress, so he couldn't see any light and darkness, which made Tang Letian also have a depressed mood.

Especially thinking that the three main gods with countless divine envoys had spent countless years still not figuring out what was going on with the spirit of the world, and could not communicate with the spirit of the world, Tang Lotian felt that he lacked confidence in his heart.

Tang Lotian has always been cheerful and optimistic, in his eyes, there is nothing that cannot be solved, but now he really has a sense of powerlessness, this is only half a year, what if such days continue to last for a thousand years and ten thousand years?

A person's heart is like a stone, no matter how hard it is, sooner or later it will be penetrated by water droplets, the difference is just that it is harder and lasts longer.

Tang Letian sat on the edge of the pool, quietly watching, quietly in a daze, several pairs of eyes around him were watching Tang Letian's every move, but soon these eyes were refocused on the pool where the spirit of the world was gradually decreasing.

If the World Spirits can be locked in this clear pool, so that they do not decrease little by little, then it can also greatly slow down the speed of world expansion.

But don't say that Tang Lotian can't do it, even if it's a powerful existence like the three god masters, and such a true god who was born with the world, he still can't do it after countless billions of years.

These world spirits are still wriggling, they have no goal, they are just moving.

Tang Lotian often gives birth to such thoughts, Tang Lotian sees them moving, he will feel that they have their own thinking, have their own ideas, but after watching for a hundred years, Tang Lotian feels that his previous self is too little, these guys have no thinking at all, they are just shaking their bodies mechanically, which is meaningless.

These World Spirits are just a bunch of dead creatures.

The asking priest appeared behind Tang Letian, his expression was solemn and serious, just like many divine envoys, he could see that he was also in a very bad mood, and I am afraid that there would not be a few happy guys in the entire Cloud Capital City.