Chapter 1157： process

The return of Yimang inspired the hearts of the entire tribe.

Gradually, the older generation existed and also had their own goals for living.

For the primitive universe in which they live in a chaotic and hollow world, it is most important to have things to do every day and to pursue life.

The population of the tribe seems to have grown again, and people have become confident and become gods!

This is the goal encouraged by their confidence.

"Alas, I wanted to die. After all, my life is too boring. I don't have sculptures or practice every day. I don't know what to do... I just look outside in the room every day, and the dull day after day! Hundreds of years, thousands of years...repetition."

"Now, I want to be a god!"

"Yeah, I really want to know what it is like to be a four-dimensional creature and walk in your past and future!"

"That must be interesting."

"I remember when I was a kid, I often looked for dimensionality-reducing turbulent time and space, which became one-dimensional and two-dimensional. I thought that kind of world is very interesting."

"The world of four-dimensional creatures must also be interesting."

For them, this kind of thing is one of the few childhood funs in this world. It's like going to the park and swinging together, but it's boring to play for a few years or more than ten years.

At this moment, everything seemed to reply again, but Yimang still maintained a serious sense of crisis,

He sat in the palace,

"Although there is a way back now, when they reach the eighth-order god, they begin to feel boring, even more boring..."

He knew exactly what it was like to master his timeline and become a four-dimensional creature.

It means that you can have more ample time, one hundred years a day, one thousand years a day, ten thousand years a day...

Originally, they felt dull and boring. In this era of Hongmeng and Hunyuan without armor, time does not know how to suffer, and there is so much time in front of them...

"I'm afraid that by the next stage, there is no hope, I will repeat it again before, and I will start self-mutilation."

"But this time, I can advance to the next growth stage before they next practice to this level..." He took a deep breath.

He also knows that if he goes on like this and finds things for them, he cannot solve the fundamental problem.

He remembered his thoughts before:

[Why is the universe not regular? 】

If it is regular, it must be orderly and neat.

The sand and energy are clearly divided. The world is clear and orderly, and it must be very prosperous and colorful. Even the long years will not feel boring.

You can study many things and enjoy many things.

But it was too far away, he still wanted to keep getting stronger and enter the next growth period.

"Perhaps, when I have the power, at a more powerful moment, I can use my power to make the whole world interesting, regular?"

He thought about it, and his breath was short.

That is a great thing!

Allow the entire ethnic group to live a happier life, and turn the entire wild barbaric world into a livable place.

He inexplicably thought of the mysterious figure he had seen before. Behind him was the Big Bang, and numerous illusions of rottenness, holding him in the palm of his hand.

"Who is that?"

He thought about it, sitting on a chair in the palace, and after a while, he sculpted a clay figure unconsciously.

Lifelike.

It is a human figure, with both hands and feet, long black hair shawl, and the eyes are faintly shining with blue light, and the face is vague and cannot be looked directly, but with an indescribable sense of ancient sacred.

"I sculpted it without knowing it..." He was slightly stunned, thought it was not destroyed, and felt very mysterious. He took the statue out of the palace and placed it on the square outside.

"Patriarch, what is this?" A young tribe from a distance asked. They also felt that this kind of human form was unprecedented. Moreover, this figure's statue even held the ancestor of his childhood with one hand.

Yi Mang thought about it, without concealing it, contemplating: "After I became a four-dimensional creature, I observed the source of life and saw God in my dream."

After all, he looked calm and returned to the palace to continue his research.

On the contrary, a few young people heard the trance and felt very strange.

They talked about it and thought it was weird. The world is very simple and wild. There are black and dark areas everywhere, but they seem to have some mysterious figure. They want to solve the mystery and become more and more a four-dimensional creature.

At the same time they began to be full of enthusiasm, began to learn the shape of this sculpture, and sculpted their own works.

"I sculpted short hair."

"There must be an infant, I sculpted an infant."

...

For a time, there was a trend.

The innate gods and demons who have been living in the chaotic Hongmeng universe, doing nothing, like the art of sculpture, pass the time, and everyone starts to sculpt.

The circular prisms, circles, triangles, and even all kinds of strange-shaped sculptures of the entire universe have turned into a heavenly figure.

These humanoid sculptures are like planets, permeated in the universe, like a cosmic statue exposition, unspeakable and magnificent.

Returning to the palace, Yimang is still pondering,

"In theory, I am already a four-dimensional life. In the next growth stage, no matter how much time I spend, I can move my timeline to my life, hundreds of millions, or even tens of billions of years in the future! According to this Rules, I don’t have to worry about my training speed anymore."

"As a four-dimensional life, in theory, I can advance the timeline and quickly reach the strongest form in my life!"

But it is also obvious that the time he has passed must be truly experienced.

One hundred years a day, one thousand years a day, all have to really experience the time of this stage.

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He began to accelerate his life and practiced frantically to accelerate his "growth period". As expected, his cultivation practice was growing rapidly.

In Xu Zhi's eyes, he quickly reached the central **** and the high god.

This is not bizarre in his eyes, even normal.

Because a **** who cultivates in high-dimensional space and time can also break through quickly in a few days. He becomes a **** in high-dimensional space and time for three months and then falls. This is not false.

Xu Zhi looked very calm, eating fruit and looking down, "In the primitive era, the high-dimensional time and space of the gods, there really was no limit,

One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years a day, no limit, can instantly reach the end of his life,

But the other party is beyond the rules of reality, I have to carry the pressure of the big universe... At present, only one enters this flow rate, I feel that the pressure against the assimilation of the big universe is very great...

It is still that he has entered a multiple of low. If it enters a day and a hundred million years, and the gap between the laws of the big universe is too large, I simply cannot bear this more terrifying assimilation! "

Fortunately, he will not be boring to 100 million a day, that is a madman, and he will not do so.

"The gods of the ancient times, walking in the past and future of their lives, are truly powerful four-dimensional creatures. This is in line with the name of the gods. I don’t know what happened, and the gods of later generations were castrated to this extent. Named the eighth-order god." Xu Zhi shook his head.

But at this crazy flow rate under high dimensional space-time, if Xu Zhi made no mistakes, the enlightened person would soon be produced, and even the person who preached it would appear.

The universe experienced short-term savings in the early stage of the Big Bang. Soon, with the official debut of the group of ancient gods and demons, it will lead to the biggest change of Hongmeng! !