"Father must have done something about it!" Ye Mei gritted her teeth, indignant.
She felt that even Hongmeng Lingbao could be picked up with her dominant power.
Ye Zichuan said with a smile: "this is not a dimensional thing with your so-called magic weapon."
"Well, next, I'll popularize something of a higher level for you to have a long experience."
Ye Xiu three people all gather together to come over, the eyes are bright, want to hear what father will say next.
Even Lin Yuyao and Su Peishan in the distance raised their ears and wanted to know what ye Zichuan was going to say.
"Cough." Ye Zichuan coughed twice, and then said, "you all know about the universe beyond heaven, and you also know the supreme existence of Creator."
"The next thing I want to tell you is the existence of a higher dimension."
"As you all know, if the universe wants to grow, it needs to absorb the original energy. The universe we stayed in before absorbed the power of chaos, while my universe absorbed the power of Hongmeng."
"These two forces are the same origin, the most primitive energy, and the space with this kind of energy is called primitive space."
"Now there are six known primitive spaces, which the creator God told me before. In each primitive space, there are at least ten or twenty creators."
"For example, in Hongmeng space where I live, I am the 19th creator."
After listening to what ye Zichuan said, there was silence.
All the people in the room were staring at each other, with a strange look.
What ye Zichuan said is too much subversion.
They were shocked by the existence of creationism before, but now, there are so many creationism all at once.
Is this a rotten street?
The creator is not worth much.
"You don't have to show this expression. This kind of thing can be inferred. You all know the existence of extraterrestrial universe. Naturally, you should be able to guess that there is a creator behind every universe. It's not unacceptable."
"Even so, but this also..." ye Xiushen took a breath, the waves in his heart were still hard to calm down.
"All the universes come from primitive space. How did primitive space come from?" Leaf soul touched chin, raised this doubt.
Ye Zichuan shrugged: "no one should be able to answer this question. Maybe other creationists will know something."
"I really want to go to the original space." Ye Mei's eyes began to light up.
Ye Zichuan mercilessly smashed her fantasy: "don't think about it. If you can't survive in that place, the power of origin can crush you, just like the earth creatures will die without oxygen. Only by mastering the origin can you survive in that place."
"But even so, there is still a great danger. The creator God said that in addition to these creator gods, there are other creatures bred in the primitive space, such as the chaotic gods and demons in the chaotic space, each of which is strong and terrible."
Ye Mei smell speech, spit out the tongue of tender powder: "that I still don't go."
"In that case, isn't father in a very dangerous situation?" Ye Xiu said with a frown.
Ye Zichuan touched his chin and said, "it's not dangerous. As long as I don't go to Hongmeng space, anyway, the universe is still expanding. When the universe is fully grown up, my strength will reach its peak. It's not too late to go."
"That's fine."
After several people dispersed, ye Zichuan took the tripod and continued to look at it.
After a long time, he squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips and integrated into the small tripod.
Boom!
A roar, his consciousness was instantly pulled to another place, came to a dark.
"Where is this?" Ye Zichuan looks around warily, but he can't see anything.
"Why? Someone's coming in? " A message suddenly rang out in my mind.
Ye Zichuan Leng for a moment, this kind of feeling, just like the network chat suddenly pop out of the information.
What the hell is this?
"Is this the new creator?"
"Nineteen? Is it prudent to really merge Hongmeng Lingbao now? "
Ye Zichuan was stunned for a long time, and then he reacted.
Looking at the information in his mind, he also found the difference.
Each message is preceded by a number.
"Who are you?"
Ye Zichuan's thoughts fluctuated and sent a message.
11: The new comer doesn't look very smart.
9: It was the same when you first came in.
11: Fart, am I that stupid?
8: More stupid than a new guy.
Ye Zichuan
It's a real chat group. It's too visual.
Finally, someone came forward and sent a serious message.
6: This is the space for the exchange of consciousness. After the fusion of Hongmeng Lingbao, consciousness will come here, and it can often come in later.
Each of them got Hongmeng Lingbao, and all Hongmeng Lingbao were born from Hongmeng. Therefore, theoretically speaking, they are one.
After they merge, they can naturally communicate with consciousness.
It's very similar to chat group.
9: Everybody come out and have a chat. Is it interesting to dive all the time?
8: Don't ask. I haven't spoken before the fifth since I came in.
11: They're not all dead, are they?
9: If they die, our numbers will go up automatically.
8: Yeah, it's boring. I don't know when I will be promoted to the first place. I want to be the boss.
9: Next time you die, your number eight is mine.
8: You are very arrogant, don't let me find you, or let the tenth become you now.
Looking at the information constantly popping out, ye Zichuan was at a loss.
This NIMA is really a chat group. The group members are very social.
There is no doubt that these people are the eighteen creator gods in front of him.
But now, ye Zichuan can't see the shadow of the creator.
It's just a bunch of Internet scammers and keymen.
He felt that his ideas had been overturned.
It seems that the end of science development is theology. It's really truth. Now it's even back to the origin.
11: 19, what's your origin? What's your name?
After arguing for a long time, someone finally asked a serious question.
Ye Zichuan: my name is Ye Zaitian.
When he entered here for the first time, he also knew that it was necessary to be defensive, so he gave a name casually.
9: Leaves cover the sky? This guy is crazy.
Ye Zichuan suddenly had a bad taste, and then sent a message: I am a woman.
8: Why??
9: Why??
11: Why??
Even No. 6, who only said one sentence, issued several questions.
The information generated by this fluctuation of consciousness is quite interesting.