Sword Immortal System of Super Seminary

Chapter 127 Unintentional Exit
The soft breeze, the blue sky, and the flawless white clouds all appeared in front of Mo Wuxin's eyes, and the snow peaks danced quietly in the sky, carrying Mo Wuxin across the sky.

The fairyland on earth is just passing by before his eyes, but at this time he has no mood to appreciate it. He has practiced for some time, and he is becoming more and more proficient in controlling the origin.

"When you understand the essence of the source, you can leave Wahuang Star."

In front of the cauldron of hundreds of statues, Nuwa warned him and left slowly.

In the next half month, Mo Wuxin has been comprehending the essence of the so-called origin, integrating his body into all things in nature, feeling the pulse of the law, and his thoughts have already been immersed in the evolution of power.

The truth of the universe, the law of the void, and the law of creation are the foundation of the multiverse, and the basis for the god-making project to allow the bottom creatures to become super soldiers, then to gods and then step into the void, and finally create the basis for creation.God-making also allows the most original physical life to evolve into a data life.

And the source is a force that completely overrides many rules. In the blink of an eye, the sea becomes mulberry fields, mountains become mountains and flowing water in the blink of an eye, and the law of conservation of mass is reversed at will.It must be known that the law is only jumping out of the mass conservation to rewrite the matter, and it cannot modify the law of mass conservation directly.

Time goes by little by little, the nebula will not stop running with time, the stars will never stop shining on Wahuang Star, no matter it is scorching sun, frost, severe winter, warm spring, snow peaks are always circling and dancing in the sky, never resting , Mo Wuxin was also immersed in the evolution of power, unable to extricate himself.

Time flies by, and ten years is not a very long number for a god with eternal lifespan.

Ten years is a long and long torment for the contemplative Mo Wuxin, building a new power model repeatedly, failing, restarting, failing, restarting
Such a cycle went on and on until this day that he woke up from the epiphany. With deep and bright eyes, immature face, short black hair, and light blue fairy robe, he looked like a handsome young man who had not lost his childishness.

"The origin is like me, and it transforms into all things."

Stretch out your palm and raise it gently, all kinds of things emerge on it, ranging from small elixirs to large battleships.

White clouds suddenly gathered in the blue sky, Nuwa's exquisite face was outlined, and a pleasant voice came from above.

"I have realized it, so let's leave."

Mo Wuxin floated in mid-air with a solemn expression, bowed heavily to him, and said, "Thank you, teacher!"

"You take these hundred tripods with you, it may be useful when you step into the void one day."

"The disciple understands."

Hundreds of tripods flew out of the clouds, and the tripod tripod in the last space was arranged around the square tripod, with raging flames burning inside.

Mo Wuxin waved his sleeves, and the hundred tripods naturally disappeared into the sky, stored in the small world, and the white clouds in the sky dissipated immediately.

After thinking for a while, he thought of the beautiful figure, wearing silver-winged armor and holding a flaming holy sword, and couldn't help but suddenly smiled. The wormhole soon appeared behind him, and after paying homage to Wa Palace, he turned and stepped into the wormhole .

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Qinglianxing has not changed much. There are still lush green trees, dilapidated wooden palaces, pavilions and pavilions randomly scattered around the palace, and the green grass makes a creaking sound when stepped on.

"Yan, I'm here." Mo Wuxin walked through the dilapidated palace and came to the wooden house back then. There was a familiar figure, the silver battle armor reflected the light, the bright red battle robe, the holy wings, the familiar appearance Deeply imprinted in my mind.

In front of the wooden house, Yan turned his back to him, tightly grasping the flame sword in his hand, and closed his eyes as if he was meditating on something.

In front of the silent wooden house, Mo Wuxin just waited like this, never making a sound, for fear of disturbing her in meditation.I don't know how many hours have passed, with the strong momentum emanating from the weak body, the flames shot up into the sky and split the wooden house in front of it, and the ancient tree full of crystal blue fruit trees behind the house was directly divided into two halves. The crystal blue fruits were scattered all over the ground and rolled away.

"She is gone, rushing to the covenant of the void." Yan's voice was very soft, and those who were familiar with her could feel the deep sadness in her tone. A god who had been with her for ten years disappeared from her vision in the blink of an eye. From now on it will cease to exist.Even though God has eternal lifespan, He is not a heartless person. On the contrary, God has richer emotions than everyone else, but He never expresses his emotions easily.

"Well, I knew it when I came here."

With a soft sigh, Mo Wuxin also admired this Fairy Qinglian, although every god has an eternal lifespan, not all gods will enjoy this eternal lifespan.

Eternity often represents loneliness, loneliness, confusion and decadence.

The only way is to find an equally perfect God to spend this long night, rely on each other, trust each other, know and love each other, and witness the eternal true love.

I haven't seen each other in ten years, and the feeling when we met again was very wonderful. Mo Wuxin showed a faint smile, stepped forward to hold her hand, and gently kissed her lips, the longing buried in his heart quietly Outburst, the two stared at each other.

After the kiss and parted, Yan leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly, "What have you been doing during this time?"

"Wa Palace, practice."

Mo Wuxin took her flaming sword with one hand, took out the World Orb Nuwa gave him with the other hand, injected the power of order in it, and the fiery red sword instantly changed its appearance.

The blade of the sword shines with brilliance, the glass crystal material covers the original material, and shallow carvings gradually emerge on it, the paradise flower blooms as white as snow, and there are also two pigeon eggs at the end of the hilt, which are half the size of a semi-round bead, jade hand You can feel the obvious warmth when you hold it.

"what is this?"

"The gift the teacher gave you caters to the power of order in your body."

"Why does she know that I have the power of order?"

"Among all the sentient beings, there are always a few people who break through the limitations of mortals and become gods and step into the eternal world. And in the world of infinite gods, there is also one person who breaks through the limitations of gods and becomes the guardian who controls everything."

Mo Wuxin's voice is very soft, but his expression is indeed very seldom serious. At first he thought that Nu Wa also belonged to the ranks of immortal gods, but as time went by, his Zen understanding of the known universe and the construction of the model of the power system gradually became more and more serious. After clarifying the framework of the entire multiverse, he could clearly feel the strong sense of mystery from Nuwa.

In many cases, the existence of Nuwa cannot be detected with the help of perception power. Only when she walks in front of you and sees her can you feel that she is in front of you.

She seems to be integrated into everything in the universe, and she can be seen anywhere, but it can't represent her.

Probably, the identity of the guardian of civilization is extended from here.

(End of this chapter)