Chapter 418

However, Zhou Yi also understands that it may take a price for porticia Mo Yan's residual soul to use its strength. When it comes to cultivation like them, sleep? That's a joke. A few years without sleep is full of energy. I think that in order to let Zhou Yi see him talk a lot of nonsense smoothly, porticia Mo Yan's broken soul and lonely soul used a certain strength.

With a wave, Zhou Yi summoned three lovely little stubborn elves and made them jump into the palm of his hand. Although these little guys don't have the size of their palms, once they jump into Zhou Yi's palm, each of them weighs more than 100 kg. Zhou Yi also has to reduce the weight of the three of them with tips in order to easily support them.

Zhou Yi raised his palm, put the three elves in front of his eyes and looked at them carefully. The appearance of the three elves is very similar, but if you look carefully, you will find that they are very different. One of the eyes is red and the other blue, which is crystal clear like a gem. The other obvious leg length ratio is much more obvious than the other two. The last one looks a little clever and timid, but the other two are a little far away from the timid elf.

Zhou Yi said softly, "you three have had names since today. Those with red and blue eyes are called gemstones. Those with long legs are called long legs. As for you, it seems that you are the most ferocious of all elves, just call you good treasure."

Although they couldn't speak, the three elves jumped up happily. Obviously, they all liked their names very much. Zhou Yi brought the three little guys into the heart space. After all, they are not creatures. In the storage space, there is no need to worry about eating, drinking and laxa, lack of oxygen and poor breathing.

After receiving the three elves, Zhou Yi called Chang Wuneng out again and said directly, "from today on, your name is no longer Chang Wuneng. It's too hard to say. Your name is Wu Neng."

"Yes, the master can call me anything."

"Wuneng, do you know what is the way of God's Enlightenment?"

"I know."

"Oh? It seems that you really know a lot. Tell me, what is the road of divine enlightenment?"

"The road of divine enlightenment is a road to heaven in this world. As long as you reach the pioneer before you are 30 years old, you will have the opportunity to lead to a road to heaven through the road of divine enlightenment, which is somewhat similar to human cultivation and finally rise to immortality."

"Pioneer? You mean, how far did the black eagle reach?"

"Yes, that's the cultivation. Among the original species, the highest cultivation is the prophet, followed by the warrior, then the pioneer, and finally the warrior. If compared with the cultivation level of immortality, the cultivation of the prophet can be high or low, and the lowest can reach the period of transforming God, but the highest will not exceed Mahayana."

"Why did you set up such a way of divine enlightenment for the original species?"

Hearing Zhou Yi use the word "you", Wu Neng smiled bitterly and said, "it's not me, but my previous soul. The road of divine enlightenment is to continuously send the best native talents from here to enter the interior of various races, and finally chaos the interior of various races to achieve the purpose of revenge."

Zhou Yi said nothing. He knew what Wuneng said was true, because after giving the fire of the true soul, Wuneng could not deceive himself. But Zhou Yi thought deeply. Perhaps, porticia Mo Yan thought that the outstanding talents who came out of this world could come back and rescue him from the double seal after they finally learned? It's absolutely possible.

Although Zhou Yi doesn't know Mo Yan, he knows that to a certain extent, there will always be many kinds of successors who will be able to die and survive. This is the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over countless years, which has little to do with cultivation.

"So it is." Zhou Yi pondered for a moment. The rudiment of the plan produced in his heart before is now more plump. "Now it is time for us to return to the prophets of the original species."

After Wuneng disappeared in the ghost staff for heaven, Zhou Yi followed the original road and returned to the place where he had come in. It was as white as before, as if stepping on white clouds.

As soon as Zhou Yi got back here, he felt the white fog like land moving under his feet. The fog like Earth system vitality rotated, and there was a big hole like a deep well. Looking down from the big hole, the four prophets sent Zhou Yi to the broken old god worship temple in the temple.

It seems that the four prophets calculate when Zhou Yi will come back. The four native prophets headed by the prophet of the wind are standing there waiting for Zhou Yi.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yi jumped down from above. Zhou Yi jumped down at a height of at least 200 meters from the ground, but Zhou Yi fell in front of the four prophets as if it were a leaf.

"Young man, you are back!" the prophet of the wind said hello.

Zhou Yi nodded. The red faced prophet of fire was the most impatient. Without saying hello to Zhou Yi, he directly asked, "young man, have you got the revelation of God?"

"I don't know if it's God's revelation, but I brought back an illusion of God."

"An illusion of the gods?" the four prophets uttered a startling cry. They had received a revelation from the gods almost at the same time, asking them to find a human young man. Unexpectedly, after finding Zhou Yi, a human being, he didn't have much trust in the achievements Zhou Yi could achieve when he entered the temple. Who knows, Zhou Yi opened his mouth and said that he had brought back an illusion of God.

The straightforward prophet of fire first asked, "what you said is true?"

"Of course it's true."

When Zhou Yi finished, he closed his eyes, raised his hands at a 45 degree angle to the sky, and said something in his mouth. Zhou Yi didn't know what he was reading, but he looked like a divine stick.

The four prophets looked back and looked at each other. They all didn't believe Zhou Yi. But just when they thought they should do something, Zhou Yi's body surged out with a strong momentum. This momentum made people feel submissive, and it was very familiar to the four prophets.

"God!"

As like as two peas of the water prophet shouted, a huge transparent figure appeared behind Zhou Yi, which was just like the huge statue in the temple square.

Enlightenment may be transformed into other people, but if you want to be transformed into Mo Yan and vivid, you really need enlightenment. Because Wuneng itself is a fragment of Mo Yan's soul, not to mention that Wuneng and Mo Yan's double demon body had been fused for some time when they were in the temple space cage.

"It's the incarnation of God!"

"Sure enough, he is the son of God!"

The four prophets are definitely not young. They are all white haired. At this time, their faces show an extremely pious expression. They all kneel to the ground and kowtow to Wuneng in the air. They read spells that Zhou Yi can't understand. Even the faces of the water prophet shed excited tears.

Zhou Yi quietly retreated to one side and watched the four prophets pay homage to Wuneng.

"You are my people. Are you guilty?"

Wuneng made a deafening sound, and the tall transparent figure was awe inspiring, showing more momentum.

"We know our sins. We were bewitched by foreigners, fought against each other, destroyed the temple of worship and angered the gods. We apologize!"

"Read that you can correct your mistakes, obey my edict, and find the chosen son I need. God can forgive your crimes. From today on, you can't make any mistake by listening to your orders! If you violate them, you will be punished by the family!!"

With these words, the virtual shadow of Wuneng disappeared. The four prophets were in a state of fear. They didn't find that Wuneng had returned to the ghost staff of changing heaven. They just thought that the virtual shadow of the God had reached the time limit and disappeared.

When the four prophets looked up and saw that the virtual shadow of the God had disappeared, the four prophets looked at each other. It seemed that they used some kind of secret technique similar to transmitting sound into secrets. After communicating with each other, the four pushed out the prophet of the wind and came to Zhou Yi.

The short figure of the prophet of the wind came to Zhou Yi, put his left hand on his right chest, then bowed deeply and said, "thank you for inviting the God's will. We will follow the God's will. If the God's son is driven, there will be 100000 people in our family, and we will die forever!"

Zhou Yi, with a humble expression on his face, hurriedly grabbed the palm of the prophet of the wind and said repeatedly, "old prophet, this can't be used. I'm just a microphone. How dare you drive you?!"

"You are the special envoy of the God of heaven and represent the God of heaven. How dare we disobey? Please don't refuse!"

Zhou Yi originally wanted to be the son of heaven, so he just pretended to shirk it twice and said, "well, I'll cooperate with you old people once. However, the title of the son of heaven is so awkward. It's better to call me Xiao Yi."

"No, don't break the rules! How can you call the chosen son a common name? How about an angel?"

"Angel?" Zhou Yi smiled bitterly. Where does he look like a bird man? On the contrary, many of the native species are birdmen.

"Well, you'd better call me sir. It's estimated that no one in your ethnic group will call me sir."

The four prophets nodded and recognized the title proposed by Zhou Yi.