The ancient gods were born with supernatural spirits, and when the 'world realm' was first formed, it was possible to be born inexplicably for mysterious reasons when it was empty and lonely.

He naturally has infinite power, which is an otherworldly existence achieved by nature, and those who have been acquired or used secret methods to raise their abilities to the limit of mortals, and are lucky to transform;

Or by chance, they inherited the power of the extraordinary, and then relied on the establishment of a sect to trick sentient beings into absorbing the power of faith, so that they could maintain and improve their strength, and the ordinary gods seemed to be two completely different creatures, as if it was because of the ignorance of mortals that they were brought together in a rigid way, but in fact the two are closely related at the root.

In ancient times, those who had the opportunity to gain the power of faith were all descendants of the ancient gods.

They herd all the people in the name of their ancestors, and because the extraordinary bloodline is inherently a hundred times stronger than mortals, the lucky ones will naturally evolve into gods, so the original ordinary gods are all born from the bloodline of the ancient gods.

It wasn't until later that the heavens and the earth changed drastically, and the ancient gods and their descendants fell one after another and fell into eternal sleep, but heroes emerged among ordinary humans to lead their clansmen to fight against fate.

On the bumpy road full of thorns, mortals struggled forward, suffered but also evolved to become wiser and stronger, and finally there were outstanding people who stood out and gained extraordinary strength, or became new gods, or opened up different 'paths' to become other powerful beings, such as the Taoist immortals and Shakti Buddhas on the earth.

Not to mention the method of achieving 'other existence', there are two most important points for the transformation of gods: one is to collect enough power of faith;

The second is the deepest understanding of the 'self' in the heart.

Because the modern 'witch' Taoist practice has no step to absorb the power of faith, Zhang Lisheng's initial cultivation is actually essentially a different way. A way to gain supernatural powers.

It wasn't until he inadvertently spread his faith in the 'otherworldly realm' that he really embarked on the path of becoming a god as a descendant of the ancient gods.

However, because the purpose of the young man's initial cultivation was to trace the bloodline, he has always been deeply rooted in his subconscious belief that his power comes from the ancestral god, although this idea is not wrong, but the power of the god comes from faith. In the untrue incarnation of the ancient gods. Before there are no taboos, if you don't even know the foundation of strength, it is equivalent to invisibly putting a heavy shackle on yourself.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the past was gone, and he was not a 'copy' of any god. Instead, it inherits and fuses the power of the two ancient gods. Most importantly, there are new gods who have developed and evolved unique abilities. Zhang Lisheng couldn't help but suddenly open up, his soul stretched to the limit, and suddenly heard whispering praises and prayers in the void.

Hearty. The young man involuntarily stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the direction where the voice came from, and he felt as if his hands had grasped a very tough curtain, and after being stunned, he had a flash of inspiration, and was about to tear it hard, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the faith stones in the backpack beside him hanging out of the air, and the surface was full of brilliance.

His body stiffened, the young man thought about it and retracted his hand, and Da Lu smiled and muttered: "The breakthrough of the state of mind is only to get the strength that should have been obtained a long time ago, and there is still one step away from becoming a real 'god'."

At this time, the experiment tore through the void and crossed the 'World Realm', once lost, life is better than death, not to mention that wasting is not a good habit...", the Stone of Faith was put back into his backpack, and at this moment, a pleasant bell sounded outside the door.

Looking at the living room that had become a mess and was a mess, Zhang Lisheng waved his hand casually, and the muddy water scattered everywhere immediately rolled and condensed from the gorgeous and soft cashmere carpet, simple but elegant leather sofa, and bright and pleasant wallpaper into dozens of twenty centimeter-high clay figures, and staggered to the small garden by the wall.

In just a few seconds, those little clay figurines lifted up the fallen green plants and beautiful flowers one by one, and turned into moist soil in an instant, restoring the flowerbed to full of life.

Looking around, everything became clean and tidy, the young man smiled with satisfaction, Shi Shiran jumped off the sofa, strolled open the door, and asked knowingly: "Is there anything wrong, I remember not calling room service?" "Please forgive Your Excellency, I heard a loud noise in the corridor just now, do you need anything?" A middle-aged man in a black suit outside the door said politely.

The top suites of the noble hotel are very well insulated, and it is unusual to be able to hear noise from them, but as the exclusive butler of the royal suite, the middle-aged man uses his words quite tactfully and his attitude is always respectful.

"Oh, in that case, it's me who should ask for forgiveness," Zhang Lisheng shrugged and said, "I was singing just now, did I disturb the other guests, if I did, please apologize to them on my behalf." ”

"You're singing...", the excuse was too absurd for the middle-aged man to widen his eyes.

"Yes, I'm singing, what's the problem?" said the young man with a frown.

In front of a five-star hotel service staff, the guest who is willing to pay 12,000 yuan for a night's rest is of course always right, the middle-aged man came back to his senses, bowed and apologized, and said: "Of course there is no Your Excellency, very beautiful singing."

There were no other guest complaints, I knocked on the door just to ask you what you need, you know, there is only your suite on the top floor, you can sing to your heart's content, sorry, disturbed. ”

"It doesn't matter. The young man shrugged his shoulders and closed the door, and when he turned around, he walked towards the bedroom with his mouth closed, and at this time, it was also late at night, and many of his devout disciples were awakened from their sleep.

Straighten your legs, one by one or your body is strong, master the amount of mana, and take it as your duty to fight the gods;

or have a soft physique, but are talented, and can make armor and sharp weapons;

or ordinary, low-status, silently contributing labor to the tribe;

Or the dwarfs who are quite talented, leading the 'separation' or even the entire island, sit on a wooden bed, their hollow eyes hidden in the darkness flashing with a faint mottled light, and their mouths unconsciously recite the hoarse incantation of "hiss, hiss, hiss...".

With the obscure and strange sound of incantations converging and wafting in the night sky of the islands, the sound of insects and insects in the vast jungle of millions of kilometers, the wailing of thousands of beasts, and the terrified escape from the terrified habitat hundreds of miles away, the newborn extraordinary abilities of the Wuli tribe, the gods and priests, showed a terrifying and powerful deterrent power when they were born.

Zhang Lisheng didn't know that after his soul was liberated, he not only took a big step forward on the 'path of gods', but also brought hundreds of millions of his followers, and even the future 'Great Thousand Realms' had an extremely far-reaching impact.

Listening to the ethereal sound of prayer, the young man fell into a deep sleep, and when he awoke it was already dark.

"I slept for more than ten hours, which is too exaggerated..."Pulling the curtains of the bedroom, Zhang Lisheng muttered from a bird's-eye view of the city that had already woken up, but he didn't notice that his face, which had become pale from the creation of 'strange insects' with muddy water, had recovered his ruddyness.

After freshening up, he took the hotel limousine to 12th Street in Manhattan.

Getting off the bus at the Chinese Consulate General in New York, the young man walked up the stairs, and saw that the door of the consulate was closed, and there was a tall young black man in a blue uniform guarding the door. ”

"The consulate is closed today, and Miss Guo will leave in the morning, sir. The guard, who had short hair close to his scalp and was more than 190 centimeters tall, looked Zhang Lisheng up and down a few times, hesitated, shrugged, and replied expressionlessly.

According to the usual practice, unless there are special circumstances in diplomatic missions and consulates, the internal security is the responsibility of the military attaché stationed abroad, and the external security is usually entrusted to the local 'security consulting company', and the black security guard is obviously an expatriate employee.

"Oh, man, Miss Guo does have a habit of running in the morning, but she will never stay on the streets of New York at ten o'clock in the morning to breathe car exhaust, and I'm afraid she is not in the mood to go shopping today.

I knew that she was in the consulate, and when I was notified, I said that her junior was looking for her. Zhang Lisheng smiled, took out fifty meters of yuan, and quietly stuffed it into the guard's hand.

The foreign security guards serving the embassy and consulate are naturally specially trained, but if it is just a simple sentence, no matter what angle you stand, it will not violate discipline at all, the black guard was stunned for a moment, and then said in a clever low voice: "Oh, sir, it's not a matter of money..."

"Oh, sir, whether it was a matter of money or not, I showed great sincerity. The young man interrupted the guard with a smile, and the rice bills in his hand turned into two.

"This is indeed very great sincerity," the stout guard licked his lips and quietly took the banknote, and subconsciously said: "It seems that you are a very generous person, and the girls like this kind of man now, no wonder it will cause hostility among others." ”

"What are you, Mr. Guard?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'll go and inform Miss Guo, she should have returned. The young black man shook his head with a grin, and the guard who was on duty with him happened to be hurrying out of the consulate, and he shrugged at the man and said, "Paul, you're out of luck."

Okay, now I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be on guard here. He strode into the consulate, leaving only his bewildered colleague.

A few minutes later, a beautiful Chinese girl in a coffee-colored suit rushed out of the consulate with brisk steps, and when she saw Zhang Lisheng's smiling face, she ran to the young man in surprise and said loudly: "You, you came out of Lisheng, this is really good..."

"Hey, senior sister, calm down, I'm not going to jail, and the Atlanteans aren't cannibalistic devils, don't you think the reaction is too exaggerated."

"Calm down, ha, haven't you heard how terrible those Atlanteans were when they were in the 'Winter Riots', and it was almost as good if they weren't demons.

Four sergeants came to 'please' you, which is almost equivalent to a death sentence. Guo Caiying said disapprerovingly, but her actual attitude calmed down, and she seemed to be aware of her gaffe. (To be continued......)