I made myths

Chapter 27 Returning to Dreams Causes Birth of Spirituality

Not only the voices of Chinese people, but also the voices of people from many other countries and races also entered Wen Qian's mind.

Some people regard him as a god, while others regard him as the world tree in mythology, which connects countless worlds.

I feel that this spiritual recovery is the selection of the gods, and it is a trial for this planet. If it succeeds, it will increase the level of the planet.

"It seems that they still want to practice more than tedious and repetitive work. After all, it is an opportunity to truly gain their own power, and no one will give up."

"Judging from their aspirations, I'm afraid it is not difficult to find the place where Guimengyuan is."

"However, Huaxia's national power is strong, and Qiongshi Group has probably built something in Shennongjia. Those people will not be allowed to come, but there is no need to worry about the noise."

The voice in Wen Qian's ear gradually stopped, and the disappearance of Gui Mengyin's phantom made him return to normal from that strange preaching state, without such a wide range of perception.

But soon he heard the voices of different people in his ears again, it was the primitive people who came over, with the joy of the coming out.

Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Wen Qian also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the catastrophe attracted very accurately. It didn't spread too much power. It just destroyed the kilometer range centered on me."

While he was sighing, hundreds of primitive people had already come before him, knelt down and bowed their heads and shouted loudly and neatly: "Congratulations! The great cause of returning to dreams, congratulations on surviving the terrible catastrophe."

"Get up."

The illusory voices came from all directions, reaching the ears of every primitive person, making the already fiery eyes more respectful, which can be said to be like a pilgrimage.

"God! Speak!"

"Guimengyin really responded to us!"

"What Patriarch Rose said is true! The gods are not far away from us! We have been approved by the gods!"

Yes, from their point of view, Gui Mengyin would always talk, but he didn't respond because he didn't recognize them.

Now Guimengyin responds to them, which means that their long-term efforts are not in vain!They really got the approval of the gods!

Wen Qian could hear their voices and knew more things, such as the name of the old patriarch.

"Is his name Rose?"

He muttered to himself, this was the first time he had learned the name of the old patriarch.

This old man with a unique hairstyle, like a peacock spreading its tail, left a deep impression on him.

After all, the first wave of vitality he gained after coming here was provided by him, and the mysterious pattern is still clear in retrospect.

He looked at the flat ground around him, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Rose: "Rose, take your people and move away from the original place, and build a new tribe by my side."

"Are you...by your side?"

Rose's voice trembled a little, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Although he considered himself the most loyal believer of the gods, he never expected to be recognized by the gods.

For God is God, and mortals are mortals.

Even though the gods are near, the gods themselves are still far away.

But everything changed at this moment, they really got the approval of the gods!With the qualifications to truly serve the gods!

Reminiscent of when they first met the gods, they were chased by wild beasts and entered the territory of the gods by mistake.

Those cruel, bloodthirsty, irrational beasts crawl quietly at the feet of the gods, giving up the instinct of existence, and suppressing hunger and animal nature.

They have also been redeemed, protected, and reborn.

He himself was saved by the gods several times, giving him the brilliance of life, and his strength went up to a higher level.

At that time, he decided to dedicate his whole life to the god who saved him, so the name of the god appeared in his mind——Return to Dream Cause.

"Praise you! The great Guimengyin! The Luo tribe is willing to serve you forever!"

A neat voice sounded in Wen Qian's ears, and a rich figure appeared in his mind, and he continued:
"The person who cooperated with you asked her to help build the tribe. They took away my companion creature. This karma needs to be paid back."

It's typical to act good when you get cheap. Wen Qian has no shame about this, but feels that this is what should be done.

Who told them to dig up the willow seedlings they had painstakingly planted?Although it has gained a lot of benefits, it is not a reason!

Besides, shouldn't it be right to help the tribe as a partner?

As for the tribe's architecture, Wen Qian thought he couldn't appreciate it, it was too rudimentary, and it almost only served as a shelter from the wind and rain.

Compared with Qiongshi Group, which builds advanced buildings, it can be said that it is a sky and a mud, which is incomparable.

However, it is not possible to integrate those super-style buildings into this Shennongjia, because the painting style is somewhat inconsistent.

At most, let the tribe's buildings be tidy, and at least make the walls vertical.

When Wen Qian was thinking about what kind of building he wanted to create in order to fit his own style.

Rose was already furious in his heart!
"Take away Guimengyin's accompanying creature! Sure enough, I shouldn't have saved face for that girl last time! She's blaspheming the gods again!"

"Or Guimengyin's instructions, I will definitely let the tribe cut off contact with them!"

For him, returning to the cause of dreams is a taboo that cannot be violated, and his orders cannot be disobeyed either.

That being the case, the only choice is to continue to cooperate with it, but the attitude must be tougher.

After saying goodbye to the cause of the dream, Rose began to think about how to obtain more benefits and punish the sinners who blasphemed the gods.

[Congratulations to the host's first template for breaking through and becoming a spirit-level creature! 】

[Now the host can choose whether to let the first template give birth to a special spirituality. 】

[Reminder: This spirituality is equivalent to the divided consciousness of the host. Although the personality is different, everything is the same as the judgment of the host, and the host can take over the first template at any time. 】

【Please host to choose】

【whether】

Wen Qian did not hesitate too much and chose yes.

Compared with the consequences of letting the first template give birth to spirituality, the harm of not being able to control the two templates and the body at the same time is more harmful.

Let Guimengyin have spirituality in this template, which can save him more time and solve some variables.

[The first template begins to generate spirituality, increasing the perspective for the host to observe. 】

A new all-white perspective appeared in Wen Qian's field of vision. In that pure white space, a little green light slowly emerged, and kept getting brighter, and finally turned into the size of a fist.

That is the spirituality born of Guimeng, and the white space is equivalent to the residence of the soul.

"The main body."

"Ah."

Then there is no text.

It is indeed different in personality. Compared with Wen Qian's more black-bellied and escaped personality, it is obvious that the spiritual personality born by Mengyin is very calm.

There is that very distant, sacred and unapproachable feeling, which is the same as Wen Qian's performance when using this template to face other people.

It's the attitude a god should have.

Even Wen Qian himself can't gossip when facing a guy with such a character, he can only say seriously:

"It seems that my decision is very wise. I think you should understand my thoughts and deal with things here by yourself."

"Don't hold back if you can take advantage of it. Of course, the style cannot be lost. It's best if we don't talk about it and let them think about it for themselves, and then send it over."

"I know." Gui Mengyin responded flatly.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Wen Qian asked, "Then I'm leaving?"

"Goodbye."

"I'm really leaving!"

"..."

Wen Qian, who didn't get a response, nodded in satisfaction and left happily. This is called style.

(End of this chapter)