This is My Planet

When I came to the mountain in the ecological garden, it was already dusk.

The sunset is over Xiling, and the crowds are already gone. Songyuesheng is cool at night, and the wind and spring are full of clear listening.

Everyone who comes here, whether it’s Ling Mo Xueyan Wuyue or Shang Zhaoye, can feel as if the world has been separated the fastest. The staff still use modern equipment to sprinkle water to maintain the garden at the bottom of Mingming Mountain. The modern fireworks of the world, in the blink of an eye, is the breeze of the world, the pine and the bamboo respond, the aura is faint, and even the slightest trace of the earthly atmosphere is missing.

Maybe the only person who thinks that there is no difference is Yin Xiaoru. Going up the mountain is not thinking about pulling the sleeves and beating the fat tiger, or how to hook up Sindy.

Shang Zhaoye didn't fly, but walked slowly up the mountain.

The small hills in this kind of suburban park are not high, but along the way, I feel the voices of people are getting farther away, cicada stings and insects scream, clouds are deep and foggy, like a large mountain of gods.

The heart can be calm, but deep.

The real mountain is not high, there are immortals and spirits.

Shang Zhaoye feels that the original appearance of God the Father that everyone has imagined for more than 20,000 years is actually a deviation.

Once placed on the altar, offering sacrifices, and looking at it from the father, the image in the heart will naturally be majestic, tall, overlooked by a high cloud platform, and commanded with majesty.

But in fact, there is a certain conflict between this and "Xian".

The word "Xiandi" may itself have a certain conflict.

Before everyone is immortal, perhaps there is a part of the reason here, deep in the quagmire, deep thinking, unable to exceed, unable to get out.

I believe that God the Father has also experienced such a process, after all, there are such deep engravings in the way of heaven that everyone knows. But God Father chose to leave after all, sitting in the depths of Yunxia, ​​looking at the world leisurely.

Maybe the last step is to leave.

The monks are away from the chains of heaven, so they are too clear; the father is away from all ties, so he is supreme?

Is this the way? Vaguely yes, there should be nothing wrong.

But Father God seems to have fallen back again...

Back to the world again.

In a trance, a chubby tiger suddenly appeared in front of him, squatting under the tree and watching her warily.

Shang Zhaoye didn't care about it, just the little brain axe that hadn't been transformed during the enlightening period...

Strolling past Fat Hu, Fat Hu suddenly bared his teeth fiercely.

Shang Zhaoye lost all his feelings, and gave it an angry look.

Fat Tiger shrank, and Shang Zhaoye continued to move forward. Fat Tiger followed behind and carefully raised his paws to scratch.

Shang Zhaoye ignored it and took a step forward.

Fat Tiger took another step on the verge of death, and his paw touched the hem of Shang Zhao's night skirt.

Shang Zhaoye kicked back subconsciously, and the Fat Tiger screamed, flipped several times in the air, and banged it against a big tree, holding the trunk of the tree and slowly sliding down.

Shang Zhaoye didn’t know where this little brain axe was inexplicably hostile to him, and he was afraid of hurting the father’s pet to be guilty. He didn’t know what to do when he heard Xia Guixuan laughing on it: "This hoof is well poked. Just rectify the name for Qianlu's skills."

Shang Zhaoye said helplessly: "I am a horse."

"It's the same. Come up and sit down."

Strangely speaking, it was a farce-like diversion, but it didn't divert Shang Zhaoye's fairyland feeling at all. On the contrary, he felt a little bit more immortal, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect.

When he reached the edge of the cliff, Xia Guixuan was playing chess with himself on the stone table of the pavilion.

The black and white Yunzi that I don't know where it turned out fell on the chessboard with a crisp ringing, like the evening drum and morning bell in the temple, leisurely, cleansing the soul.

"Can you play?"

"It's not as good as the Father God."

"Look, isn't it? The game is in its interest, not in winning or losing. If you play chess in order to win, then ordinary people will never be able to play a computer. Isn't this art absolutely unique, and how has it been passed on to this day?"

Shang Zhaoye also smiled and sat opposite Xia Guixuan: "Then please enlighten me~www.readwn.com~Welfare] Follow the public.. number [Book Friends Base Camp], and draw cash/points for reading every day!

Xia Guixuan separated black and white, handed her the black chess basket, and said with a smile: "So I said before that I have a more common language with you who cultivate immortals."

Shang Zhaoye glanced at him. This was a topic between her and Yin Xiaoru before the continuation. It is funny to say that God the Father is playing impartiality between humans and Goddess. God the Father is actually saying that he is more partial to Goddess?

Is this what you mean?

She dropped her son in the star position, and said, "The common language is no better than the beauties among human beings? Or... the blood in the Father God's body, mainly human beings?"

"Heh... not so." Xia Guixuan responded casually and smiled: "First of all, I think you should be self-reliant instead of relying on me. This should be a consensus?"

Shang Zhaoye sighed: "The Father God has destroyed our human layout, making us extremely passive now. The road to self-improvement was cut off by the Father God, not what Gongsun Jiuling Moxue is so great about."

"At this time and at another time, because you felt the foreign enemy, you yourself felt that you should not continue, why bother to blame me. Otherwise, what is Gongsun Jiu's life and death to do with me?

Shang Zhaoye nodded: "Yes. So we can only count the time and fate, and we don't have to worry about it... Afterwards, we tried to wake up the fox king to become self-improving, but we encountered the true partiality of God Father. Did we fate God? Maybe it is. I used to have no respect for the Father God and found someone to impersonate. This should be reported."

"You played words with me several times, it is meaningless." Xia Guixuan smiled: "I am partial to Xiaoru, I admit it. Is it your reward? It's hard to say, but I don't think it's a reward. Into a dead end."

Shang Zhaoye clicked three or three with a "slap": "Is it such a dead end?"

"A long time ago, people thought that point three or three was the last choice, a dying struggle." Xia Guixuan smiled: "Later, various algorithms changed and found that this seems to be a big game again. What is a dead end? It is nothing more than time-shifting. Shiyi, according to different opponents, different rules, and different choices."

Shang Zhaoye looked up at him again.

"Your vision is a little smaller." Xia Guixuan responded casually and said lightly: "Canglong Star is a relatively barren planet. When I first came, there was only a very initial life, and it might take hundreds of millions of years. Civilization will be born, and there is not much accumulation of mineral resources, and the treasures of heaven, material and earth with aura are even rarer. Today, your best heaven, material and earth treasures are actually based on some of the things I brought back, and The place where my aura is the most fertile has evolved things, isn't it?"

Shang Zhaoye smiled bitterly: "Yes."

"Guests from other worlds, with my Taiqing treasures, you can build the world's top magic circle, which can pose a threat to me... You never thought about it. Where did my treasures come from? It is not the thing of the blue dragon star, it is the vast stars, it is the heavens and myriad realms."

Shang Zhaoye's hand holding the chess piece paused there.

"The Canglong Star is just a corner. For the Goddess, it is nothing more than the hometown of Sangzi. How many years have passed since human beings have left their home planet, and have they ever struggled with what the earth has become...Does the Goddess have the intention to go to a wider place and seek better? My treasures, stronger resources, instead of focusing on it, I sigh because my spiritual energy is no longer overflowing, and I am ashamed for you."

Shang Zhaoye squeezed the chess piece tightly, pursing his lips.

"Actually, the one who fell asleep in the sea of ​​your soul is very bold. At that time, she concealed my formation and did not want to repair it, but didn't want to continue to rely on it. What time and space are isolated, what gathering spirit formation, will always be in a strange formation. In the frame of human beings and dragons, when can I be detached? I also regret her death. She should be the most suitable king to lead this race forward, even if she has no respect for me..."

"But..." Shang Zhaoye hesitated: "The gods are at their weakest time. We can't do it anymore."

Did it come back? If there is a fox king...

"What I just said is first, let's say second now..." Xia Guixuan smiled and said: "Secondly, I made this shot objectively to make humans stronger, and the goddess weakened...Even after I left the customs, I never did I went to the gods to see it. You have reason to be dissatisfied, thinking that humans do not respect the sky, so gods recognize me as the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is the opposite.

Shang Zhaoye lowered his eyes slightly: "Don't dare."

"You few have nothing to do with me, and you have your own ideas. I don't care about you for the time being. However, the majority of ordinary ethnic groups are indeed pious and respectful. I have no response, and it is also a matter of shame..." Xia Guixuan said in a daze: "At the source of the flame, I saw the tribal altar, and the ancient prayers still echoed in my ears... It reminds me of the years when I was a mortal, when there were gods who favored me, but I never favored them."

Shang Zhaoye whispered: "Since God Father is in retreat, he doesn't need to think about it."

"Playing words with me again, am I out now?" Xia Guixuan smiled: "When I respond, I will respond. Look..."

Shang Zhaoye turned his head to look, and suddenly he felt palpitations.

It is obviously just playing chess on the stone table of the pavilion on the hill of the ecological garden. I don't know when the situation will change. There is a vast night, endless universe, and the vast land below, and all beings are like ants.

The chessboard in front of him turned into night.

The chess pieces in hand are like stars.

The nineteen roads are vertical and horizontal, and the laws that outline the avenue are looming in the sky.

I vaguely heard the prayers of the descendants below: "Is that... God the Father?"

In the night sky, the blue dragon ran through the sky, and the Tianma accompanied him, forming a celestial spectacle that can be observed anywhere on the planet~www.readwn.com~ The blue dragon smiled and swayed the stars.

Heiziluo, one hundred and eighty secret realms, large and small, are spread over all continents, deep underground, and various experiences, levels, treasures, and skills are hidden in them.

Baiziluo, the famous mountains and rivers rise from the ground, the spiritual energy envelops the mountains and rivers, and the products are all over the world. It seems to have returned to the majestic spiritual energy that the first generation of gods felt more than 25,000 years ago.

"There is still time for a gift from heaven, please encourage it."

This is the only time God the Father has given an oracle from heaven for more than 25,000 years.

This is the power of Taiqing, the real god, but Xia Guixuan has never shown it like this before.

Xia Guixuan looked at Shang Zhaoye who was in a daze before him: "This whole world can be changed with a single thought of me, making it into various shapes, so that everyone can receive the grace of rain and dew... Does that make sense? I live on the human side, Because they have something for me to learn, even if I am not used to it, or have a more common language with you, I have to learn... This is not partiality, but I am still looking for a way forward. Heaven is still moving forward. What's more, Goddess?"