The young man had clear eyebrows and a handsome appearance, like a sleeping god, waking up from a distant dream. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, it is also true.

Chen Ming got up and looked around, a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his originally plain and soft eyes, a trace of haze.

"It's been months..."

He looked around, and at this time, his expression moved in the divine domain where the scene had changed drastically.

I saw that the surrounding area had become another at this time, with mountains, rivers, grasses, flowers and charms of the four seasons, all lacking, setting off the incomparably beautiful surroundings. These things were when Chen Ming was asleep, and his aura rendered the surroundings, making the divine domain change.

As a god of nature, although its strength has not yet reached the power of gods and demons due to the constraints of believers and godheads, it has also begun to transform itself into the body of laws, although it is still weak now, but subtly, it can also slowly change the surrounding environment.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Chen Ming ignored it, and just walked forward quietly.

Ahead, the huge manor still stands quietly, as if it is still welcoming the return of its former owner.

Chen Ming looked at it, the door was still open, and the scene was faintly revealed, he silently pushed open the half-hidden door and walked in quietly.

As if revisiting, he looked at the scenes around him, and a familiar and unfamiliar feeling kept coming to his heart, constantly matching the memories in his mind.

This is the memory from the ancestral spirit, after absorbing the true spirit memories of the ancestral spirit and those battle spirits, although it seems that because of its final fall, it is somewhat incomplete, and most of the time the memory is in a hazy state of sleep, but it still gave Chen Ming a lot of useful information.

Chen Ming looked at an empty field in front of him, in his memory, this was a training ground, and there were some weapons on display on the field, which were full of weapons.

Looking at these, Chen Ming picked up a giant sword and looked at it carefully.

The giant sword is transformed by the power of the divine domain, which is not real, and there is neither divine power support nor ancestral spirit power support, and can only exist within the scope of the divine domain.

Holding this giant sword, Chen Ming fixed his mind, and then, following the memory in the dark, he swung the giant sword, and a set of strong and strong sword momentum was swung out by him.

He swung the giant sword to his heart's content, and did not focus on a certain point, just danced casually, and did not urge the divine power, but the surrounding scene was swayed by its swift sword wind.

With a bang, rows of weapon racks were knocked down by its sword wind.

Then, following a memory imprint in the underworld, in Chen Ming's body, the divine power suddenly changed, turning into a blood-red power, which was blessed on the giant sword.

Suddenly, the sword momentum changed, as if it was just an ordinary swordsmanship with exquisite skills and strong momentum among mortals, but now it seems to be a legendary superb sword skill. I saw that between the swings of the giant sword, blood-red remnants danced and flew, as if they were legendary sword qi, shattering the surrounding scenery.

In the end, when the momentum was brewing to the limit, Chen Ming's body was violently urged, and at the same time, the giant sword in his hand smashed forward.

With a loud "bump", a big pit was violently punched out of the earth, and countless sword qi flew out, messing up the surrounding scenery.

Seeing this, Chen Ming sighed slightly, waved his hand, and the surrounding scene suddenly waved its original state.

He looked around him, his thoughts drifting farther and farther away from his memory.

Since Chen Ming woke up, because of what he saw around him, he thought that he had been reborn in a backward and dilapidated world. Now that I think about it, I take it for granted.

It wasn't until this time he killed the ancestral spirit and seized its memories that he could truly understand the world.

No matter in any world, there are places where civilization is advanced, and there are naturally places where it is backward.

This world, in Chen Ming's memory, is somewhat similar to the early days of Western Europe, where many forces belonged to one civilization, but they were distributed in the form of city-states. And around it, there are many civilizations and backward places, which are inhabited in the form of tribes around the wilderness.

The ancestral spirit of this tribe came from the city-states of the far south, and was a minor nobleman there.

About a few hundred years ago, due to the chaotic war between the city-states, the city-state where the ancestral spirit was located was defeated by a rival city-state, and finally had to flee north with his own family's forces.

In the process of escaping, he continued to conquer the surrounding wild tribes, and slowly coalesced into a tribe, and after his death, he was worshiped as an ancestral spirit by his descendants, and enjoyed the nourishment of blood sacrifices with his guards.

And the sword momentum and sword qi that Chen Ming danced just now are all the sword skills and fighting qi of this family.

The city-states of this world have extraordinary powers, and among some ancient nobles, there is a vindictive way of cultivation.

And this ancestral spirit, it is precisely because he practiced Dou Qi before his death that he became a knight in this world, and he was able to resist the erosion of the outside world for a short time after his death, and he did not lose his mind at the first time, and was able to successfully enjoy the blood sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming couldn't help but feel a little complicated, and at the same time, he sensed the godhead and felt the changes.

I saw that in the space of the godhead, a large area of golden merit shrouded it, dyeing a small part of the godhead into gold, although this is still very small, but there is this trend.

"It's just that I killed an ancestral spirit, and the merit I got was slightly more than the sum of all the regions I purified, it's really..." Sensing the merit, Chen Ming couldn't help but sigh.

But if you think about it, it is also a matter of course, in the past hundreds of years, the ancestral spirits have enjoyed blood sacrifices, and I don't know how many people have been killed.

These people, if they don't die, they are all populations, and they can multiply in a steady stream, providing strength for the world, and his enjoyment of blood sacrifices is equivalent to forcibly interrupting this development process and hindering the development of the world. It is even more taboo to say that it swallows people's souls. Killing it naturally helps the heavens to do the way, and it has a lot of merit.

However, Chen Ming didn't care too much about this matter, for him, although he didn't understand the specific role of merit, but merit is a good thing, naturally the more the merrier, it really can't be, and it is also excellent to use it to wash the godhead and break the next seal.

"That would be a bit of a waste, though. ”

Chen Ming looked at the surrounding scenery and thought in his heart.

"Now that I think about it, I have gained a lot from this trip. Not only did there be tens of thousands of believers, but they also successfully killed the ancestral spirits and gained a lot of merit. I also got a lot of information and the extraordinary power of this world, and it was really worth the trip. ”

"But the biggest takeaway is still..."

He quietly exuded his consciousness, and in the dark, within the godhead, several threads of law hung silently, intertwined with each other.

At the same time as sensing this line, a grand consciousness poured into Chen Ming's heart with an incomparably mysterious law comprehension. Just looking at it quietly, there is a steady stream of mysteries of changes in everything, which makes people reborn and change.

This is the divinity, which is the condensation of a little divine light formed by the interaction between the law and the godhead, and the godhead itself's comprehension of all things in heaven and earth, and it is indispensable for igniting the divine fire and finally condensing the godhead.

At this time, there are two divine beings in the Godhead, each of which is different because of the different laws it contains.

One exudes a slight green, faintly carrying the mountains and rivers, and the divinity of the vitality of the nature of the plants and trees is the coarseest, but it is the divinity of nature.

There is another one, but it exudes a faint blood, with boundless killing, the horror of flowing like a river, vaguely with the scene of countless creatures being slaughtered, with the metaphor of boundless bloody killing, which can be called killing divinity.

The two divinities, each different, are faintly partially entangled, but most of them are unrelated to each other, and they are distinct. Among them, the natural divinity is extremely condensed, while the killing divinity, although conceived, is very short, and there is a faint illusion, which is very weak.

Chen Ming looked at this root of divinity intently, and in the dark, it seemed that there were countless memories echoing it.

A small half of this killing divinity comes from believers, but most of it comes from ancestral spirits.

In the countless years of blood sacrifices and clan sacrifices, the ancestral spirits naturally condensed a large amount of killing source power under the sacrifice, so when Chen Ming received all his comprehensions, under the operation of the godhead, such a divinity was formed.

This divinity contains hundreds of years of bloody sacrifices of the ancestral spirit, and it is also the most precious thing that Chen Ming harvested this time.