Their names are weird, and their words and deeds are also different from ordinary people. Because they are not many in number and are distributed all over the continent, they blended into the crowd like rainwater blending into the sea at first, making them inconspicuous.
But as time goes by, these weirdos make more and more noise, making the already turbulent Faerûn even more undercurrent.
The first to notice these weirdos were some ancient, powerful gods.
There was such a goddess who came to a poor and backward primitive village this day.
The blazing red sun was shining brightly, and the sunshine was a bit fierce. She took a fruit basket and a kettle and walked on the fields.
She does not maintain the youthful appearance of her twenties like most goddesses, but is rare, appearing as a white-haired middle-aged woman.
But she is still very beautiful, with a tan complexion and a plump and stocky figure. She wears a white robe made of the finest linen or heavy silk, and her belt is embroidered with various kinds of thriving plants. Leaves, vines, and flowers are entangled in her hair.
Some of them seemed to grow out of her head.
Compared with other goddesses in Faerûn, her beauty is more refined in life, simpler, and her smile is kinder and gentler.
The goddess walked briskly on the fields, delivering some common summer fruits and clean water to the hard-working tenant farmers and mountain people.
Everyone also smiled and greeted her or chatted for a few words.
Everyone here seems to know her, but no one realizes that she is a god. Even if her appearance is a bit unusual, she is automatically ignored.
When passing by a small slope, the kind goddess stopped again. She took out a big pear from the fruit basket, looked at the young man down the slope, and said with a smile:
"Young man, do you want to eat pears?"
"Thanks."
The young man has black hair and blue eyes. He looks very delicate. He wears a somewhat weird short-sleeved shirt and cropped trousers. His appearance is incompatible with other mountain people.
He took the pear and chewed it. After eating, he threw the seeds into a small pit in the field and covered it with soil with a shovel.
"You can't grow pear trees on such barren land," the goddess reminded.
"Yes, conventional means failed."
The young man's face was calm, and his eyes were as calm as a lake in a primeval forest. "I want to try now to see if it is feasible to use magic or magic to breed and grow fruit trees."
After saying this, he stretched out his hand and a little blue light flew into the ground.
The field suddenly shook, exuding an earthy yellow luster, and some emerald green shoots broke out of the ground and grew in the wind. In a short time, they grew to several meters high.
They were several common apple trees, pear trees, and orange trees. After they grew taller, they quickly blossomed and bore fruit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became abundant with fruits.
The white-haired goddess couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and said in surprise:
"How did you do it? This little bit of divine power shouldn't have such an effect."
Letting a seed germinate and grow into a big tree in an instant is a trivial matter to her.
But to achieve the same effect, she would have to expend at least ten times more divine power than this young man.
"Ms. Changtiya, I'll demonstrate it again so you can see it clearly."
Guang Chuang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a blue light containing rich vitality flew to another piece of land.
This time, the earth goddess Chantiya opened her eyes wide and stared intently at the blue light.
It fell into the ground and merged into several seeds. The green light spread and transformed the land.
She saw extremely profound life symbols and divine chains of laws in it.
The seeds germinate and grow rapidly. The green energy wanders in the tissue cells of the plants and even in the soil, washing back and forth, forming a strange cycle with a series of profound life symbols and rune combinations, and finally turns into the shadow of the sacred tree and overlaps with the fruit tree.
The phantom of the divine tree crazily devoured the atmosphere, and the free elemental energy in the void swayed and breathed in. It produced many fruits, each of which was different. Most of them had strange shapes, with golden hearts, emerald green pearls, and purple moon rings.
, various fruits contain rules such as life, space, darkness, fire and storm.
The sacred tree is so illusory that even the true god cannot see it clearly without paying attention. It overlaps and imprints on the fruit tree, causing it to grow taller, mature and bear fruit quickly.
During this period, the little bit of divine power created by Light was recycled repeatedly, copying the sacred tree totem, and was utilized to the extreme.
The Earth Goddess Chantiya watched all this with fascination. It wasn't until the shadow of the sacred tree completely disappeared that she reluctantly came back to her senses, her face full of regret and reluctance.
The time was too short and she hadn't seen it clearly yet.
The goddess was a little excited, looked at Guangchuang eagerly, and said:
"What tree is that?"
Just now, the other party used the evolution of the sacred tree to demonstrate an extremely profound law of life, which deeply touched her.
"World Tree, or it can also be called Jianmu."
"Jianmu?"
Changtiya frowned.
She has also heard about the World Tree. Many races and civilizations have legends about the World Tree. She has also studied several of them, but those so-called World Trees are far from as magical as the one just now.
As for Jianmu, it touches on her knowledge blind spot.
Changtiya took a breath to calm herself down and asked:
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Shennong."
"Shennong?"
Weird name.
Changtiya was silent for a moment, frowning and staring at Guang Chuang, her eyes a little suspicious and wary.
She had been paying attention to this young man some time ago, and he suddenly appeared at the place where she was active. His aura was extremely strange. He worked on various crops and fruit trees all day long, and occasionally chatted with the villagers about farming techniques.
She had observed him, but it was like looking at flowers in a fog, unable to discern his essence.
"Shen Nong, why did you come to me?" asked the Earth Goddess Chantiya.
"Ma'am, I don't mean any harm, I just want to exchange knowledge about agriculture with you."
Guangchuang Shennong smiled.
Chauntia is also known as the Great Mother, the Grain Goddess, the Golden Goddess, and the Shaper of All Things. She is one of the most powerful and influential gods in Faerûn.
She controls agriculture, plants cultivated by humans, farmer, gardener, summer and other important clerical positions, with a divinity level as high as 19.
At the same time, she was also the mistress of the Lord of the Dawn, and the two dated on and off for centuries...
Still a little hesitant to see the goddess, Guang Chuang showed an almost perfect smile and said frankly:
"Ms. Changtiya, with my power, I can't threaten this incarnation of yours... Don't you want to know about that magical technique just now?
If you and your priest learn this kind of magic, it can help you save at least about 30% of your divine power."
The earth goddess was moved.
This kind of magic related to the growth and development of crops may not be very important to other gods, but it is of great value to her.
She is the goddess of earth and agriculture, and the prosperity of agriculture is directly related to her future.
"please."
Light creates an inviting movement and moves forward.
The goddess nodded and followed.
The other party is indeed a very strange existence. His true body seems to be above the ordinary dimension of time and space, but the absolute power of his projection is not strong. He only looks like a peak legend and a demigod.
This didn't threaten her, although she found it difficult to attack the opponent.
The sun was shining brightly, and the two of them talked while walking in the fields. They talked about almost everything from knowledge and skills of agriculture and farming, herbalism, gardening, to magic and divine breeding, to geography and hydrology, and poems praising nature.
Guangchuang really didn’t have any bad intentions, he just came to talk to the goddess about the Tao.
The conversation was very pleasant and she didn't feel any malice. The Earth Goddess slowly lowered her guard and showed a happy smile on her face.
The two were inseparable, drinking and dining together, and unknowingly traveled together for dozens of days.
Both parties felt that they had gained a lot.
On this day, the two of them walked into a primeval forest.
Guangchuang picked off a strange purple leaf, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
"What are you doing?" the goddess asked curiously.
"Taste the herbs, I want to compile some medical books." Guang Chuang chewed the poisonous leaves with a calm expression.
"Is that enough?"
"Can."
Guangchuang chewed up the poisonous leaves and swallowed them. The "virtual jade plate" inside his body glowed slightly, and he analyzed the ingredients and effects.
Perhaps because of the differences in the world, he found that the plants in Faerûn are not only diverse, but also prone to mutation. Coupled with the influence of gods related to nature, the herbal knowledge in this world is particularly complex and changeable, making it quite difficult to learn.
And he tried to write a concise, effective, and low-learning medical book.
After Guang Chuang finished chewing the poisonous weed, he opened his palms, and several illusory silver books condensed into entities. Some pages began to shine with light, and some words automatically appeared.
"Compendium of Materia Medica", "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases"?" The goddess blinked, looking surprised.
How can you write medical books just by chewing herbs?
She couldn't see the essence of Guangchuang, and naturally couldn't see the jade plate and virtual experimental space in his body, so she thought this scene was magical.
After getting along with each other for a period of time, the Earth Goddess didn’t show up, took the medical book directly from his hand, flipped through it, and commented:
"The herbal pathology knowledge you compiled is concise and clear, and it is self-contained. However, I feel that it is of little significance. You can do better by using magic and magic. You will also offend the gods related to diseases."
"Yeah?"
Guang Chuang looked calm, "But according to my observation, most farmers and workers are very poor. They can't afford magical magic. Many people are sick and don't know what to do. Please pray to God? Not to mention priests, even doctors. They all call
Sorry.
I have analyzed the medicinal properties of some of the most common plants. The content is easy to understand and can be easily used to treat some of the most common diseases.
As long as it is translated into various languages and disseminated, it can always help some people, or it can train some civilian doctors as a supplement to reduce the burden of priests."
The Godhead within the body of the Earth Goddess is shining brightly. After analyzing the impact of disseminating these medical books, I found that they do have some positive meanings.
Low threshold, simple content, exquisite prescriptions, innovative and rich treatments for the most common diseases are the characteristics of these medical books.
It hopes to help the poor people.
The Earth Goddess’s eyes lit up, her smile was gentle, and she said:
"Shen Nong, you are very kind."
Few people look at the problem from this perspective, because this is a world with gods, and the death of believers is not a bad thing for gods.
Therefore, Faerûn is very cruel. Almost no one cares about the life, old age, illness and death of the poor people. Anyway, the nobles can enjoy divine magic treatment, and the common people will just return to the embrace of God when they die...
However, even if there is the kingdom of God in heaven, how many people can ignore the separation of life and death on earth?
Shinto is ultimately inhumane.
Guangchuang was very calm and said: "I just did it casually."
It is very simple for him to use the virtual jade plate to analyze the medicinal properties of plants and write medical books.
The goddess smiled, hugged the medical book, and followed him.
The two chatted more happily, sharing more and more profound knowledge about agriculture, herbalism, and even magical laws.
Just walking like this, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, they finally arrived at the Moon Shadow Islands.
…
Outer space, warrior's sleep.
The castle of war, the extremely magnificent castle, with countless elite warriors guarding their gods.
Outside the castle, countless warriors were killing and fighting each other.
There is no grudge between these warriors. They just fight for the sake of fighting to hone their command art and combat skills.
When they die on the battlefield, they will be resurrected tomorrow morning, because they are no longer human beings, but "petitioners" in the Kingdom of God.
During their lifetime, these petitioners were soldiers, generals, strategists, barbarian raiders or other people with the goal of fighting.
Their appearance is the same as when they were alive in the Prime Material Plane, and they are all at the peak of their physical strength.
Most of them love fighting and have to fight, because those who are tired of fighting will lose the protection of the laws of the Kingdom of God here and die completely in the next battle.
"Kill!"
"kill!"
Two armies with a size of one million were fighting each other. The soldiers were willing to sacrifice their lives, and the sound of killing filled the entire plane.
As we all know, this war has reached the reunification stage and is also the eve of its end.
Once this large-scale battle is over, the highest commanders and most outstanding warriors will be received and inspected by my great Lord God, and may be promoted to demigods.
Next time, countless soldiers will kill and conquer each other in this plane, until after hundreds of years, an overlord will emerge to unify the Divine Kingdom plane.
This is the game of "Warrior's Sleep", from which the most elite warriors and commanders will emerge.
Craig, the god of war, is the supreme master here.
He is the rising god of war in the new era. Because of the chaotic order and continuous wars in Faerûn, he has now become a powerful god.
"Okay, okay! Fight, fight!"
In the hall, Craig, the God of War, was tapping his Iron Throne excitedly.
He not only watched the war in God's country, but also used magic to observe the war between the Church of the Goddess of Night and the Church of the God of Justice on the earth, and the war between the two powerful gods was constantly strengthening its power.
"Heim, you have to work harder. After uniting so many gods, it would be too embarrassing if you still can't defeat the goddess of the night."
The God of War showed an attitude of just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Suddenly, an uninvited guest broke into the place.
His body was vague, his hair was disheveled, he was tall, and he exuded a wild aura.
"who!?"
The God of War was startled and immediately stood up.