First Class Genius

Han Fei can't create a grass out of thin air. In other words, even if a grass comes out, it also needs magic and vitality.

Han Fei tried many times and ended in failure. However, Han Fei's character is like this. Successive failures have inspired his paranoia.

From the beginning of learning alchemy, Han Fei formed a paranoid habit. Once the goal is determined, Han Fei will never stop if it can not be achieved.

It's impossible to create out of thin air. Facing the empty black paint land. There is no other way to make it full of green grass and flowers than sowing seeds.

Han Fei believes that even without human help. The black land in front of us will also grow green grass and flowers. At the beginning, there may be only a few sporadic plants. After some time, the sporadic plants connect into pieces and then spread.

Spring is coming and the ice and snow are melting. When everything recovers, the plants on the surface grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everything below the surface is ignored.

The sky is falling apart, and one side of the space changes violently. Those seeds can survive because they are small and buried deep underground.

Some stubborn seeds are unwilling to be buried deep underground, so they strive to grow upward and desperately. When they see the sun, they will rush out of the ground and blossom and bear fruit.

The fruit is ripe, ripe and falls to the ground, so the previous seed becomes dozens or even hundreds. The offspring of seeds continue to do the same thing, so they reproduce day and night, trying to restore their former glory.

"What is the seed?"

Han Fei's eyes were scarlet and stared at the green grass in front of him. The green grass at the height of the lower leg turned back, from more than a dozen leaves to two bean sprouts, returned to the soil, curled up into broad beans, and then dried up. Into a small particle.

Every grass is a seed. Every seed needs to be bred. If you want to create a world, you also need a seed.

The seed of creating the world should be pregnant with life energy, then arranged according to certain rules or Taoist methods, released by magic, and the world was born.

The birth of a world, like the growth of a grass, is not achieved overnight, but grows slowly and silently. Therefore, we want to create a world. It should start with an energy.

Construct heaven and earth in one energy factor, construct mountains and rivers in one energy factor, sow various plants in one energy factor, and feed their favorite small animals in one energy factor

"Energy factor!"

Han Fei's eyes twinkled and burned, stretched out his right hand, and a wisp of life energy appeared meekly in the palm of his hand.

"Too much!" Staring at that wisp of life energy, it seems that there are too many energy factors“ Just one! "

When Han Fei tried to peel off the life factor, he stopped again. Every life factor in front of you is the same. Which one do you choose?

Life factors that can grow continuously can reproduce the life factors of a world. Can you choose at will?

"Canopy -"

When Han Fei hesitated, the stripped life factor made a light sound, broke into countless times, and dissipated in the twinkling of an eye.

Han Fei was stunned!

Failed?

Life factor is the origin of everything. However, it is extremely difficult to find the factor that can derive a world. If you can easily get a life factor, can't a friar who understands this truth create a new world at will?

dislike. Can be destroyed at will; Or don't like it, you can create it at will, which is wrong.

To create a world, we must make good use of the situation. If you want to create a world, you must find tenacious and suitable life factors. Grab a handful of life factors at will and they will condense into the world. It's too casual and childish.

To reproduce, human beings also need to create a world in their prime of life. What a sacred and solemn thing it is. How can it be so casual!

"Ignorance!" The hot eyes gradually returned to reason. Han Fei smiled dumbly and floated up. Having understood the way of black and white and the way of creating the world, Han Fei almost exhausted his mental power.

If you persist again. The body will work hard, and the little god man will become depressed.

Han Fei decisively stopped breaking, allowed his body to float in the distance, and the secret formula worked automatically. Absorb the Qi of life and transform the power of God.

It's quiet around.

However, with his eyes closed, Han Fei could hear the rhythm of life. That voice from near to far, hidden in a few meters deep underground, jumping and working hard.

"How beautiful!"

Han Fei closed his eyes and wanted to find some words to praise. However, the power of life was so great that Han Fei couldn't find the right words for a time.

Using beauty to describe vitality, such a thing was unimaginable in the past. However, at this moment, I heard countless songs of life. Han Fei also felt that only beauty can tolerate all this.

Life is beautiful.

Life will give rise to different life bodies, such as flowers, plants and trees, birds, animals, insects and fish, sun, moon and stars, and human beings with a mixture of good and evil.

However, what these creatures have done is difficult to hide the greatness of vitality. No matter whether life is painful or happy, vitality will not disappear.

Ordinary people do. So are monsters, plants and trees, and so are powerful monks.

"Alas!" Han Fei opened his eyes and sighed, "life is great and body is small. Sad life body, persistent pursuit of the increase of longevity, but did not enjoy life well, sad! "

"Ordinary people pursue wealth and glory, which is nothingness; Friars think that they have discovered life and death and pursue longevity. Is it not nothingness? If you want to be with the sun and the moon in heaven and earth, you must make the life body pure. Only the pure life body can remain for a long time. "

"Where you come from and where you go, this is life."

……

The heart is filled with emotion, but the heart is unprecedentedly magnanimous. At this moment, Han Fei forgot everyone and who he was.

The body floats freely in the sky, big and small, bright and dark.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that Han Fei is the only one left. No, Han Fei doesn't want to be anyone at the moment, but wants to be a life factor. They can take root and sprout wherever they fall.

"Boom -"

"Boom -"

"Click!"

"Click!"

I don't know when the sky gathered dark clouds, the space was broken, there was lightning and thunder, and Han Fei integrated into it