At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

Zhao Feiyu tried to understand Shi Po's words.

Did not use any cultivation factors to affect the outside world.

Is it just to say that there is no active triggering of the external environment?

And conversely speculate, that is, the outside world is cold, and lifeless things are actively bearing the weight of the ten souls.

Things will actively move according to what things?

Zhao Feiyu felt as if he had grasped something, but he was still shrouded in a layer of fog, unable to see his true face.

"It's the rules!"

The God of the White Tiger said leisurely: "Everything in the world moves according to the rules, and it doesn't even need external influence."

There was a loud bang in Zhao Feiyu's mind, the mist lying in front of him suddenly became clear, the breeze was blowing on his face, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"This is a very simple matter. With your wisdom, you can easily draw conclusions in normal times, but not here!" The God of White Tiger paused and smiled, "Because I am in the rules of this world. Set a concept!"

"You are not allowed to comprehend this matter yourself!"

The corners of Zhao Feiyu's mouth twitched, and while cursing the gods for being so wicked, he also sighed that the power of rules is so wonderful.

It can make people fall into it unconsciously. If there is no outsider to wake up, I am afraid that they will not be able to understand it for a lifetime.

But at the same time, a profound terror also welled up in my heart:

Since the rules are above the Dao, is there a god who is manipulating everything with the rules?

The value and happiness that the world thinks are like building blocks in front of that existence, and they fiddle with them at will.

The vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of life are passing by, and everything is just a plaything in others' minds.

As if guessing the imagination in Zhao Feiyu's mind, the God of White Tiger slowly shook his head:

"In this world, there is no god who can manipulate the rules of the entire world, because a universe is too grand, so grand that even if you add up all the gods of the Tianmozu and the mythical universe, it is not worth mentioning."

"The rules I made can only work in this world!"

"So that's the case, thank you senior for clarifying the confusion!" Zhao Feiyu saluted respectfully.

The other party waved his hand and said, "Now do you know what a god is?"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Feiyu spoke again: "Gods, or gods, are cold objective rules, like stars hanging forever in the sky, actively or passively affecting the operation of the entire world!"

"This is the god!"

"Being able to comprehend this step proves that you are indeed a genius!" The God of White Tiger did not hesitate to praise himself, and then corrected, "Gods are such cold things that are close to rules, not just a certain person, or a certain person. One exists!"

"In other words, I am the ten souls, you can call me the god of the white tiger, you can call me a god, but you can't say that the god of the white tiger is my ten souls!"

"I am me, the independent me. If I also become that cold objective rule, then there will be no repelling the giant elephant demon before!"

He paused for a moment, then laughed: "But I almost became that so-called god before!"

"How do you say that?" Zhao Feiyu was stunned for a moment. After some understanding, he also understood that the real god is actually nothingness.

Nothingness equals disillusionment, equals absolute coldness.

How could a god with great power be willing to fall into the endless cycle of misery?

"You don't understand, the near-eternal life is the most powerful poison for gods!" Ten Po sighed, "Anything that looks interesting in the world will become dull in that endless time. "

"The cold throne is the eternal destination, and time is just yellow sand flowing through your fingers, you can't even feel the touch."

Zhao Feiyu also fell silent about the troubles of this god who was almost Versailles.

Ordinary people may envy eternal life, but only when they really get it do they come to their senses. The so-called eternal life is just a bottle of radiant poison.

Suddenly, Zhao Feiyu thought of the former layman Baihu.

The other party also said similar things.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Simply Shipo didn't expect Zhao Feiyu to feel the same way as him. He shook his head and continued, "My consciousness has fallen into the divinity bestowed by the gods, and will become a part of the divinity forever."

"But at this very moment, the special space that diffused from your body awakened me, and only then did the scene just now happen!"

"That's really thrilling!" Zhao Feiyu pursed his lips.

If the God of the White Tiger hadn't woken up from his deep sleep before, what kind of disaster would this universe face?

Zhao Feiyu didn't dare to imagine, his thoughts diverged, and countless thoughts collided and flashed from his mind. Suddenly, he raised his head and asked:

"The divinity you mentioned, what is that?"

"Divinity is the qualification to step into the gods." The God of White Tiger said slowly, "In the world, the number of gods is certain, which means that the number of gods scattered in the world is also certain."

"Only when the old god dies can the new god be born."

Ten Po turned back to stare at him, and said, "Actually, this is also the real purpose of my calling you here."

"The conditions for stepping into the realm of gods!"

Zhao Feiyu's expression suddenly became serious, knowing that what he said next was the real dry stuff.

The God of the White Tiger said slowly:

"As a god, the first thing you need is an independent world, a world that belongs only to you."

"With the relative number of gods remaining, this will be the place where you conceive your divinity."

"You need to regard yourself as a cold objective rule, but at the same time you must also understand that the gods are the most powerful weapon."

"But a weapon is a weapon, and you can get to the bottom of it without actually bringing yourself into it."

"Because you are Zhao Feiyu first, and then you are a god!"

"If you don't understand this, even if you step into the realm of the god king, you will be assimilated by divinity the moment you step in."

"I think, I understand!" Zhao Feiyu let out a deep breath, accepting this knowledge beyond his limits, which made him bear a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, it's not unacceptable.

The God of White Tiger hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your talent is very good, you can be said to be the scariest genius I have ever seen, but it is just a genius."

"Only when you reach the ninth level of the Holy King Realm can you truly become a strong man."

The ninth floor of the Holy King, that is already the pinnacle of cultivation... The corners of Zhao Feiyu's mouth twitched, but he still nodded in awe: "I understand!"

Seemingly seeing through Zhao Feiyu's thoughts, Shi Po shook his head and said:

"You have to know that the ninth floor of the Holy King is indeed the pinnacle of cultivation, but it is only an entry book for the real strong!"

"You'll understand later!"