Original God: Age of Gods simulation, the daughter is actually Naxida

[After the establishment of the contract, the entire land of Central Land was connected].

[Without the scuffle between the kings of the demon gods, the sons of man began to enter a peaceful and beautiful era of unprecedented development].

[The Son of Man, developed by the city-state of Tuledura, can no longer satisfy the growing ethnic group].

[Soon, the ancient sons of man split into tribes such as Tanit, Usa and Sinti, and migrated to other places to establish city-states.]

[You find that under the premise that the gods deliberately withdraw from the stage of the times, human beings are developing faster and faster, and their own role is increasing every day].

[In this way, it may not take a thousand years for you to complete the settlement of the play degree of life simulation in advance].

[However, you, who have been standing in the Divine Dynasty for five hundred years, are very attached to this peaceful and peaceful moment].

[As solid allies, you and the flower god always visit the Land of the Rainforest and debate with the Great Mercy Tree King].

[Rejoice and marvel at your wisdom, the king of trees has never been separated from you day by day, with heaven as a blanket and flowers as a bed, exploring the mysteries of the poor stars and the abyss].

[Nearly 300 years of such a happy time].

[During this period, you have had noises, disagreements, joys, and absurdities].

[Remembering the friendship of the three gods, on the birthday of the Great Compassion Tree King, you drink and play musical instruments, the tree king sings softly, and the mistress of the flower dances].

[When the flower god danced, on the grass she stepped on, countless beautiful patisharans grew, and bright purple-red flowers built a splendid stage].

[Here, the people of the rainforest set up the "Flower God's Birthday Festival" as a birthday celebration for the king of the Great Mercy Tree].

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Another Flower God's Birthday Festival!

The lively festival attracts the carnival of almost all the people of the rainforest.

It sits high above the main palace and is an observation deck where only the gods can sit.

Luo Chen played the ancient strings, drawing the ensemble of nightingales, and he couldn't help but laugh as he watched the goddess of flowers as bright as gold jump in the swaying patisharan.

"If only time could stand still in this moment."

On the side, the king of the great ci tree picks grass as a vessel, picks flowers as a crown, and sings flawless songs.

Her gentle and loving gaze looked down the high platform, but she saw the people of the rainforest parading in oversized floats, the knights of flowers opening the way, and people throwing flowers, sweets and wine along the way.

On both sides of the road, every household has seven fresh tables.

The tree king holy mushroom, moon lotus, rose, sunset fruit, robbery lotus, spicy fruit, dundun peach, the dishes representing the seven virtues of the gods are like long dragons, endless.

"In the triumphant song of victory, no one has to drink a drop of bitter water."

The king of the tree murmured, gently breaking off the white branches and sprinkling the holy water representing her heartfelt blessing into the rainforest.

In an instant, a drizzle fell from the sky, like nectar that cleansed the soul, causing the subjects to praise loudly, gradually pushing the atmosphere of celebration to a climax.

Immersed in the incomparably pure faith, Luo Chen and the Tree King looked at each other, and the two gods who were completely connected in heart and spirit could feel each other's truest thoughts at the moment.

Unlike the pure dependence and unreserved love of the flower god, even if the time spent with the Great Mercy Tree King is far less than that of the other party, it is said that the person who knows him best, this goddess who knows the universe, is his soul mate who has the deepest friendship.

Over the past three hundred years, this understanding has become deeper and deeper.

"I'm dancing over there, you two actually left me to become a world of your own, if there is no reason, beware of the poison from the sweet flower stamen."

The ambiguity was growing, and Maricata unceremoniously inserted into it.

Long golden hair glows in the sunlight and flows into the almost transparent skin, giving off a sand glow, and the braided wind chimes make a dream-inducing sound, as if to remind someone to reach out and invite her to the table.

Knowing the situation very well, leading Marikata to sit on the other side of him, Luo Chen felt the two goddesses on the left and the right, and had to sigh at this unprecedented glory.

Enjoy to enjoy, and the explanation still has to be explained.

He said helplessly: "I just said two words with Buyel, how did we get to the point of being poisoned?" "

"Yes?"

Marikata looked at him with a smile, and then looked at Buyel, the king of the Great Mercy Tree, who covered his mouth for some reason and made a shy appearance.

Slightly teasing her good-looking eyelashes, she seemed to see that the god of wisdom deliberately misled herself.

Never a character who jokes but does not pay homage, the flower god suddenly crosses Luo Chen and pounces on the surprised tree king.

"Oops..."

Before he could call for help, in an instant, the gold wire like mercury mixed with silver hair.

I saw the two goddesses overlapping each other, as the only audience, Luo Chen not only did not help, but made a wall view, so that he could feast his eyes.

The number of times the three gods frolicked and played with each other has long been countless, and he will only go with the flow of scenes like this, of course, he will occasionally participate in them.

Generally speaking, the most painful or comfortable time is when he is jointly targeted by two goddesses.

Listening to the voice of the goddess playing in his ears and taking a sip of spirits, Luo Chen felt fluttering.

Enjoying the intense celebration of the festival, he got up and went to the edge of the high platform and loudly declared to the subjects below.

"O sons of all nations of the earth, offer your bravery to your lords on this celebration! In the name of Bahram, the God of Victory, the victor will be bestowed with the greatest glory! "

The promise from the God Lord immediately made the subjects from all the nations below enthusiastic, surging and shouting to show their courage in front of the royal court.

It didn't take long for a huge tournament field to be carved out.

Martial artists who thought they were qualified to contribute their skills stood up, and there were hundreds of them, hostile to each other.

This is a good opportunity to show your face in front of the emperor, and once you become the final victor, you are also eligible to be personally rewarded by the God of Victory.

No matter who it was, a fire was burning in their hearts at this moment, and they decided that they must win the final victory.

Luo Chen's move pushed the celebration atmosphere to the peak.

In this ancient and desolate land, the sons of man offered martial arts and prayed for the heavenly gift for the Maharajah.

Located in the Great Palace, Luo Chen personally watched one warrior after another walk up to the high platform and compete in skills.

The celebration lasts for three days and three nights until the sun rises and the moon sets, and finally the final winner is decided.

It was a thin, brave warrior.

Above the earth!

People praised his bravery and admired his luck!

When the winner stepped on the steps of the Grand Palace and met the gods, excitement and trepidation filled his heart.

[In the face of the winner's prayers, you generously bestowed on him the kendo of the pinnacle of mankind through the wisdom of the Demon Realm].

[He is known by everyone as Garshasbu, meaning "skinny horse owner"].

[After that, the second half of the Flower God's Birthday Festival, in the name of the God of Victory, was worshipped by the Son of Man as the "gift of the god king"].

[The final winner is all crowned "Garshasb"].

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Excerpt ——

[Unfortunately, in ancient times, the "Flower God's Birthday Festival" that celebrated the birthday of the Great Compassion Tree King, along with the disappearance of the God King, the seal of the Flower God, and the disappearance of the Tree King, passed down to this day, has become the birthday of the little auspicious grass king - the birthday of the Flower God, once bathed in the glory of the "gift of the God King", I am afraid that it will never be reproduced, and the title of the hero Garshasb will never be inherited again].

[This paragraph is excerpted from - Mura Po Yuan Shu Bang Tan, Tafa Zoli's Archaeological Notes].

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