The soft breeze, the blue sky, and the flawless white clouds all appeared in front of Mo Wuxin's eyes, and the snow peaks flew quietly in the sky, carrying Mo Wuxin across the sky.

The fairyland of the world just passed in front of him, but at this time he was in no mood to appreciate it, he had been practicing for some time, and his control of the origin was becoming more and more proficient.

"When you understand the essence of the Origin, you can leave the Wa Emperor Star."

In front of the hundred statues, Nuwa warned him like this, and slowly left.

In the following half month, Mo Wuxin has been contemplating the essence of the so-called origin, integrating his body into this natural everything, feeling the pulse of the law, and his mind has already been immersed in the evolution of power.

The truth of the universe, the law of the void, and the law of initiation, this is the foundation of the multiverse, and it is the basis for the god-making project to let the creatures at the bottom go to super soldiers, and then to gods and then enter the void, and finally create the founding. God-making also allows the most primitive ** life to evolve into a data life.

And the origin is the power that completely overrides many rules, the sea becomes a mulberry field in the blink of an eye, the mountains turn into flowing water in the blink of an eye, and the law of conservation of mass is reversed at will. You must know that the law only jumps out of the conservation of mass and rewrites the substance, and cannot directly modify the law of conservation of mass.

Time passes little by little, the nebula does not stop with time, the stars never stop shining on the Wahuang Star, whether it is the scorching sun, frost, winter, spring warmth, the snow peaks have been circling and flying in the sky, never resting, silently immersed in the evolution of power, unable to extricate themselves.

Time flies, and ten years is not a long number for a god who has an eternal lifespan.

Ten years is a long and long torment for the contemplative silence, the cycle of building a new model of power, failing, starting over, failing, starting over.....

The cycle went on and on, and it wasn't until this day that he woke up from his epiphany, with deep and bright eyes, a young face, short black hair, and a light blue fairy robe, he looked like a handsome young man who had not taken off his childishness.

"The origin is like me, and it becomes all things."

Stretching out his palm and raising it gently, all kinds of things appeared on it, from small elixirs to large battleships.

The clear blue sky suddenly gathered white clouds, Nuwa's delicate face was outlined, and a pleasant voice came from above.

"Now that you have realized it, let's go away."

Mo Wuxin looked solemn, floated in mid-air, saluted him heavily, and said, "Thank you, teacher!" ”

"You take these hundred tripods with you, if one day you set foot in the void, it may be useful."

"Disciple understands."

Hundreds of tripods flew out of the clouds, and the three-legged tripods in the final room were arranged around the square tripods, and there were raging flames burning inside.

With a wave of his sleeves, the hundred tripods naturally disappeared into the sky and were stored in the small world, and the white clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated.

After thinking for a moment, he remembered the shadow, wearing a silver wing armor and holding a burning holy sword, he couldn't help but smile, and the wormhole quickly appeared behind him, and after bowing to the Wa Palace, he turned around and stepped into the wormhole.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Qinglian Star has not changed much, the still lush green trees, the dilapidated wooden palace, the pavilions and pavilions are scattered around the palace at random, and the green grass is trampling under the feet and making a creaking sound.

"Yan, I'm coming" silently walked through the dilapidated palace and came to the wooden house back then, the familiar shadow, the silver battle armor reflected the light, the bright red battle robe, the holy wings, the familiar appearance was deeply imprinted in my mind.

In front of the wooden house, Hiko's back to him, clenching the flaming sword in his hand, his eyes closed as if he was meditating on something.

In front of the silent wooden house, she waited silently without making a sound, lest she disturb her meditation. I don't know how many hours have passed, as the strong momentum emanates from the weak body, the flames burst into the sky and cracks the wooden house in front of them, and the ancient tree full of crystal blue fruit trees behind the house is directly divided into two halves, and the crystal blue fruits are scattered all over the ground and roll down.

"She's gone, rushing to the Void Covenant." Hiko's voice was soft, and those who knew her well could feel the deep sadness in her tone, a god who had been with her for ten years disappeared from her vision in the blink of an eye, and would cease to exist from now on. Even though God has an eternal lifespan, he is not a heartless person, on the contrary, God has more feelings than everyone, but God's emotions are never easily expressed.

"Well, I already knew it when I came."

With a light sigh, he admired this Qinglian Fairy silently, although every god has an eternal lifespan, not all gods will enjoy this eternal lifespan.

Eternity often represents loneliness, loneliness, confusion, and decadence.

The only way to find an equally perfect God is to spend this long dark night, to rely on each other, to trust each other, to know and love each other, and to witness the eternal true love.

I haven't seen her for ten years, and when I meet again, I feel very good, I don't want to show a faint smile, I stepped forward to take her hand, and kissed her lightly on the lips, and the thoughts buried in my heart burst out silently, and the two of them stared at each other.

After the kiss, Hiko leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly, "What are you doing all this time?" ”

"Wa Palace, practice."

Mo Wuxin took her flaming sword with one hand, and with the other hand, he took out the world bead that Nuwa handed over to him, and injected the power of order inside into it, and the fiery red long sword instantly changed its appearance.

The sword body shines with brilliance, the material of the glass crystal covers the original material, and shallow carvings gradually emerge on it, the heavenly flowers bloom as white as snow, and there are also two pigeon eggs at the end of the hilt, and the jade hand can feel the obvious warmth when holding it.

"What is this?"

"A gift from the teacher that caters to the power of order within you."

"Why would she know I have the power of order?"

"There are always a few people in the clouds who break through the limitations of mortals and are promoted to gods and step into the eternal world. And in the infinite world of gods, there is also a person who breaks through the limitations of the gods and becomes the guardian who controls everything. ”

At first, he thought that Nuwa also belonged to the ranks of immortals, but as time passed, the Zen understanding of the known universe, the construction of the power system model, and gradually clarified the entire multiverse framework, he clearly felt the strong sense of mystery from Nuwa.

In many cases, it is impossible to perceive Nuwa's existence with the help of perceptual power, and only when she walks in front of you and sees her can you feel that she is right in front of you.

She seems to be integrated into everything in the universe, and she will be everywhere, but she can't represent her.

Probably, the identity of the guardian of civilization extends from here.