Tirathimis walked down from the throne of the gods, walked under the temple models floating in the temple, looked up at the slowly floating architectural models, and said, "Theoretically, God is a special existence in a plane that masters special resources and plane laws. For any plane, the basic rules of its operation are laws, and those who have peeked at these laws and successfully surpass ordinary creatures and possessed special resources can be called gods. The great god has more resources and the little god has fewer resources, but in fact, no matter how you look at it, he is still trapped in a living body in this plane."

"If a God wants to break through his plane and go to another plane, he has to modify the rules he has mastered to adapt to the rules of the new plane, because the basic laws of each plane are different. In this case, God has to give up some of the rules he is familiar with, and some of these rules are the basis for him to become the God of the original plane. So the question arises. In order to complete the crossing of the plane, which ones should be left behind? Which ones should be remembered?"

"This is a very difficult question to make. The choice before traveling determines the ability after traveling, and also determines the difficulty during traveling. After traveling, God's survival depends on the original choice."

Tiratmes stopped here and said no further.

What Tiratmes said seemed to be inconsistent with the Feng Chime asking about some bull's head, but the Feng Chime listened quietly, absorbed into his memory like a sponge, and sighed: "So that's it."

But in terms of expression, she seemed even more disappointed. There were some things she didn't want to let go of, nor did she want to choose from, such as the memories of hundreds of years.

Suddenly, Tiratmes withdrew her gaze and said coldly: "Hello, you're so angry, just a little guard, it's worth getting so angry?" Tiratmes seemed to feel something, and his face became a little solemn.

"Your Highness? What happened?" Feng Ling asked in confusion.

Tirathimis looked at the wind chime, thought for a while, and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you at the moment. You don't need to know yet...Didn't you ask me what form we will exist in another plane? I can take you to see it now! There are some... interesting changes in the world now." In Tirathimis's words, the two words "interesting" were hesitant, and it seemed that these two words were originally the other two.

Fengling's eyes lit up, and she said without thinking: "Okay."

"Close your eyes."

Tirathimis grabbed Fengling's hand, then pinched a trick with the other hand, and the two stood in the center of the temple, standing still, and their aura stopped moving in an instant.

Tirathimis's hands were a bit rough. He was a god and didn't do anything. Why was his hands so rough? Fengling thought in a mess. Then darkness came, and she concentrated and drove out her confused thoughts.

Close your eyes and you can't see anything around you. Fengling now knows that this requires separation of consciousness from your body, because the body is often a burden.

"Of all your resources, only consciousness has nothing to do with the plane laws. It is born from your experiences and environments during your growth process, but it belongs to you completely. At any time, it is a plane of one dimension, consciousness is serializable. Serialization means that when the plane is converted, consciousness can ignore the differences between the basic rules of the plane laws and completely restore. At this time, even if you and I are trapped in a highly isolated plane like the crystal world, as long as our consciousness is strong enough, it can still break through its limitations and appear in another world." Tirathimis's voice came from nowhere, and it rang clearly in the consciousness of the wind chime. The wind chime stood in the dark and looked around, but saw nothing.

The separation between consciousness and body is naturally possible. No matter how it is, the supreme god of this plane, but what is going on? I have already left my body, but the surroundings are dark and I can't see Tirathomes. Although I can't see, Tirathomes' voice is close at hand.

"Only you can see the truth if you let go of everything. You can only see yourself, that is, you have not yet been willing to let go of yourself. Close your eyes and let go of yourself. In your consciousness, you don't need your beauty." Tirathimis said.

Fengling thought about it and gently closed his eyes in his consciousness. Although Fengling had never been to other planes, the complexity of some things determines that it needs to be completed in layers, which of course also includes the separation of consciousness and body.

On this round, a river made of light appeared in front of me. The river had no end. The waves surged and the waves passed, just like time, without looking back. The waves in the river were stacked layer by layer, but were blocked by invisible obstacles and could not overflow the obstacles at all.

Subconsciously, the wind chime stepped into the river. She knew that stepping in was where she really wanted to go.

"The River of Time does not exist, but it is the basis for the existence of so many planes. Without time, the world is unchanging. Without time, everything will lose its meaning. The River of Time does not exist, but it will be expressed in front of us in other forms, just like what you see now, a data flow."

Fengling could no longer feel her existence. Just as Tirathimis asked, she had completely escaped from herself, but as soon as she stepped into the river of light in front of her, a huge force instantly tearing her up, and everything around her was spinning, sucking her in like a whirlpool in front of her. Without a body, how did this force act on her and pulled her into it? Fengling felt that she suddenly became a small existence who had just touched the realm of God, and she was completely unsure of what was going to happen.

After finally dizzying, the scenery in front of the wind chime finally took shape. She woke up hard and slowly felt that the things in front of her became clear.

This is a polygonal lattice. Outside the lattice is another lattice. All the lattices look transparent. Through these lattices, you can see the metal sky and the metal earth in the distance. All the lattices are glued together and are bound in the air by four huge pillars in ways she cannot understand.

The wind chime itself appeared as a ball of flame, and a green flame beside her was jumping quietly, as if she was staring intently in front of her, the calmness of Tirathimis, who was like a crystal world. The wind chime looked at her with the green flame's eyes, and her huge red eyes were looking at her.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Tirathimis stood firmly and did not move, and the wind chime looked at those eyes, not moving. In the world of God, being stronger is a huge gap in strength. She was led by Tirathimis, so she could only follow her.

From this perspective, in addition to a pair of eyes, the monster also has a big mouth, with dogs intertwined, and the tips of the teeth also reflected a cold light in the light that was not bright.

Fengling is naturally not afraid of monsters, but what happened next made her extremely embarrassed. The big wolf head stared at Fengling for a long time, turned to Tirathimis, and said incrediblely: "Your Highness! You... have given birth to another child? Huh? It's still purple. It's a little different from you, but it looks almost the same."

Tirathimis didn't deny it and smiled, "Well, why, it looks good?"
Chapter completed!