For Shijie of the Phantom Wood Porcelain Plate, Feng Qinglang is an outsider, and once he awakens, he can naturally master many of the most basic rules of Shijie.

He guessed that this ancient magic weapon should have been a tool for thinking exercise, or a game method for the ancients, trying to become the master of this shijie in a chaotic deduction of shijie

I don't know, it originally set a period of ignorance after entering, temporarily forgetting the identity in reality, so that you can be more involved in this shijie; Or after the passage of time, today's phantom wood porcelain plate has actually been damaged, so it will make the participants lose their memory for a while.

Keldodo's body had quickly turned to ashes in the sunlight, and the so-called fragment of Godhead, a delicate silver necklace, slowly rose from the ashes and came to the two-meter-high void, quietly drifting.

For this shijie, if he wants to ignite the divine fire and break through the crystal wall of the plane, the so-called godhead fragment is equivalent to a key.

Feng Qinglang hooked his finger at the necklace, and the necklace flew to his fingertips, but it was no longer the shape of the necklace, but turned into a silver-gray droplet, just condensed on the fingertips of his index finger.

Feng Qinglang suddenly felt in his heart, in the shijie of the phantom wood porcelain plate, the so-called artifact is in everyone's hands, and it has its own appearance......

He inexplicably thought that in the reality of Shijie outside, the first holy relic of the undead Shijie, the holy coffin of Fali, is not the case, and it is said that it will take on different appearances in different lands, different environments, and different people......

Such an association could easily make him think of that great name, the strange secret in the depths of the spiritual sea, and thus fall into a myth again, Feng Qinglang took a deep breath, and decisively stopped this senseless and frightening speculation.

Since the fragment of Godhead is in his hand, he can break through the crystal wall, break the constraints of this shijie rule, and ignite the divine fire, but he does not have any believers at all in this shijie, and he can't talk about the power of faith, so he can only take the road of becoming a god by rules, first become a god, and then recruit believers to strengthen the power of his faith.

When he thinks like this, the most basic rules of this plane, like a girl who has taken off her costume and washed all the lead, gradually revealed her original face in front of him, and as far as the eye can see, it is all endless and countless large and small squares, piled up into the shijie of this plane, and the liliang of slight friction and collision between them forms the rules of the wind; The brilliance they produce in friction is the rule of fire; When they dissolve into a liquid and flow downward, it is the rule of water......

The rules are clear at a glance, like an illusionist constructing a complete shijie and slowly explaining the structure to his students.

Because of the insight into the origin of the rules, Feng Qinglang raised his head, and he could see the clouds made of infinite small squares, in this special perspective, above the clouds, there are crystal walls like sandpaper, and faces are poking out, compared to this almost black and white square shijie, this is actually the faces of creatures, there are humans, elves, and minotaurs, and they are full of color, and they are staring at their positions.

Feng Qinglang understood that these were the gods on this plane, and they sensed it, so they looked curiously to see if a new god could be born.

Among these faces, many of them are vaguely hostile, Feng Qinglang knows that a new god who becomes a god by rules is equivalent to a tree without roots, and if he wants to plant it, he must compete with the old gods for believers in the future, especially a god who can't see the tendency of faith for the time being.

But Feng Qinglang can't manage so much, he has been ignorant for a long time, and he doesn't know what progress other competitors have reached, now may not be the most hode time to become a god, but he is just a participant, not the original creature born from this shijie, and he doesn't have so much time to slowly and steadily find believers.

The crystal clear drops of water on the fingertips slowly blended in, and since his fingers, they became shiny, as if they had been coated with a layer of divine brilliance, and the laws of the entire plane also resonated, transforming into thousands of mainstream creatures of this plane, in illusory forms, in a thousand forms, surrounding him, becoming the only colored aura on the earth, and the faces of the gods on the sky, reflecting each other.

When this layer of divine brilliance on the plate slowly faded, and Feng Qinglang looked like he was returning to an ordinary dimensional creature, a pillar of light gushed out, brilliant and dazzling the sky, among the pillars of light, there were gorgeous and moving phoenix tails, roaring lions and tigers, and sleeping giant crocodiles... Thousands of forms of various magical beasts danced together in the light and color, like a silent waterfall flowing backwards into the sky

Most of the faces of the gods dodged away from this area, lest their respective laws be involved, and a few gods tried to get close and use their own laws to disturb the waterfall and prevent the creature from becoming a god.

However, their disturbance did not play a decisive role, the crystal wall above the firmament, was pierced and broken, through the original rules of heaven and earth, poured into Feng Qinglang's body at once, this slightly tingling pleasure, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the realm quickly improved, and suddenly reached the peak of liliang that this plane could bear, and the whole person suddenly turned into a part of the light, and jumped out of the crystal wall of the plane along the backward waterfall

Even though Feng Qinglang had already seen a large number of illusions, beyond the crystal wall of the plane, the scene in front of him still made him feel a heart-shaking liliang.

Feng Qinglang is through the regular vision, you can see the real time and space of shijie in the phantom wood porcelain plate

Left and right, up and down, there are endless planes, these planes are large or small, the small plane is just a continent with a radius of millions of miles, and the large plane can even contain thousands of stigmata, most of them have given birth to life, and countless stories are being staged in them, there are love and hatred, there are conspiracies, and there are displacements...... If you look at a corner, you can see the story, and if you look at a creature, you can read a journey.

For these creatures, there may exist in different rules of time and space, but for them, this is their real life, and each life is fighting for its own future, desperately walking on the path of progress.

Some planes with high time flow rate are sometimes just a glimpse of Feng Qinglang, a peerless genius who has completed his glorious life, and some planes on the edge of darkness have completed the journey of the entire plane from birth to destruction in just a sweep...... This made Feng Qinglang can't help but understand.

At the edge of the infinite plane, Shijie is still expanding, in the void at the end of the plane forest, there are a large number of chaotic liliang in the crazy collision, some lucky planes are born from this, and a large number of unlucky planes are destroyed in the collision of liliang.

The plane that Feng Qinglang jumped out of now was only an insignificant member of the plane forest, bathed in the brilliance of the Great Shijie, and the structure and rules had stabilized.

The gods on this plane, their kingdom is like satellites, revolving around this plane in their own orbits.

A similar situation is being played out in hundreds of millions of planes, and I don't know how many gods are enjoying the power of faith of believers in their own kingdom of God.