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Confer the gods, confer the gods!
The Qingming Holy Envoy believed that he had stepped into the long river of time without the power of the saint and the world of prehistoric times with his thoughts, so there would be no harm to him.
However, the moment his thoughts entered the prehistoric time and space, he was already a fish on a sticky board.
When he used his Dao thoughts to draw in the boundless power, he intended to capture the moment of apotheosis in the prehistoric history.
The imprint of this fish on the sticky plate will become more and more profound as a result.
If the first time you step out of thoughts seems to leave the imprint of your physical body on the sticky board, then the development of Tao thoughts is when you leave your soul on the sticky board.
This kind of thing, whether it is a creature in the ancient world or a saint, is unimaginable, does not exist, and should not happen.
However, in the eyes of Lin Yi, Hongjun and Nuwa, it was just a trivial matter that should be taken for granted.
Boom!
In the prehistoric calendar, the battle between the gods.
Stepping in for the thirteenth thousand two hundred and fifteenth time.
Once, again.
Synchronized history without any changes.
Just when the Holy Envoy Qingming thought he would fail again, a sudden wave of underworld was heard at this moment.
"Is this the God's Order?"
Feeling this moment of fluctuation, inside the body of Di Xin, who had burned himself to death on the star-catching platform, a group of true spiritual light began to flicker at this moment.
Due to the mysterious connection, this true spirit immediately flew out of Chaoge, crossed the mountains, rivers and the vast sea, and arrived at Xiqi's God-conferring Platform.
This scene was something that Holy Envoy Qingming had never seen or sensed before.
When he arrived here, he saw that in the clouds and mist that filled the sky, the souls of Bigan, Huang Feihu and others who had died before were already located in the clouds and mist in all directions.
"Today, Xin is granted the title of Emperor, and is a happy star on the list of gods."
At this time, as a force from the underworld came, and as Jiang Ziya spoke the words, the Qingming Holy Envoy felt that his true spirit began to solidify rapidly under the blessing of this force.
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In this solidification, his mind was shaken, and a trance-like scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
In that scene, there is a vast pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, there were several vague figures sitting cross-legged.
These figures seemed to be holding some sort of meeting.
However, when Holy Envoy Qingming wanted to observe further, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trembling.
Amid the indescribable trembling, the images in his mind suddenly spread and disappeared completely.
"The gods have returned."
When he regained consciousness, he and the other gods flew into a magnificent hall.
Click!
As soon as Fang stepped into the Nantian Gate that towered above the sky, all the scenes disappeared again. Only a vast white world appeared in his eyes, and there was no longer any scene.
"That power just now is the power of a saint."
In the chaos, Holy Envoy Qing Ming felt the message sent back by his thoughts, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.
This saint from the ancient world, as he thought, indeed left behind a backup plan.
It's a pity that it's just a fleeting thought and cannot peek into deeper things at all.
"continue!"
With this in mind, the Qingming Holy Envoy chose to enter the Battle of the Gods once again while ensuring that his thoughts would not be extinguished.
But this time, no matter what actions he made, even if it was the same as before, it had no effect at all.
Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.
During this process, he sometimes transformed into Emperor Xin, sometimes transformed into Martial King Ji Fa, and transformed into any living creature in the Conferred God Battlefield, without any effect.
Even though he participated in the final conferment of gods, it was still just a formality.
This caused Qingming Holy Envoy to meditate. Even though he was extremely reluctant, he had to admit that he had lost the opportunity to further understand the Conferred God and the Main God Space.
"Is it because of the detection that day, or the arrangement they left behind, the automatic protection?"
Looking at everything in front of him, Holy Envoy Qingming pondered and looked towards the Dharma-ending Zone in the future.
"Although I don't know what happened in the meantime, my partial thoughts have truly become a god.
Perhaps, this time we can step into the space of the Lord God."
Thinking of this, Holy Envoy Qingming took a deep breath and thought about his thoughts.
Despite this speculation, he still did not directly choose to put it into the world of Mofa.
Instead, let it be reincarnated in different worlds as time goes by.
This move has two purposes.
First, through continuous reincarnation, the thoughts of successfully occupying the divine position continue to deepen the imprint of the ancient world and eliminate the suspicion that may exist.
The second is, in this process of continuous reincarnation, see if there are people who find that their thoughts are wrong and try to eliminate them.
It's a pity that this didn't happen.
Reincarnation, endless reincarnation.
For thousands of years, the Qingming Holy Envoy's thoughts continued to flow from one world to another.
Sometimes, he is a eunuch in a country that is about to be destroyed, sometimes he is a powerful minister or a literary giant of a generation.
But as time went by, his reincarnated identity gradually became more and more ordinary.
He is a beggar who can only live to be nine years old, he is an abandoned slave, and sometimes he is just an ordinary grass.
Faced with the influx of various memories, Qingming Holy Envoy was like an outsider, just watching quietly.
"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"
When the time came 30,000 years later, Qingming Fennian, who had already gone through thousands of reincarnations and became a helper in the Dharma-ending era, received a text message.
"What age is it and there is still such a prank? No matter what I click on, my phone will be infected with a virus."
Looking at the text message in his hand, Holy Envoy Qingming looked around Xin Ge with disdain.
However, just when he wanted to delete the text message, he found that his cheap mobile phone suddenly crashed.
Then, with a feeling like an electric shock, his whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.
When he woke up again, he found that he was in a strange place.
It was a cold carriage, heading towards an unknown place amidst the rumbling sound. There were several others who woke up from coma like him.
"It seems that the level of this class is good. Three people woke up within one minute."
At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the front.
Qingming Holy Envoy Xin Ge looked around and saw a man with a scar on his face. He looked over with a sneer and said slowly.
"Rookies, welcome to the infinite world. This is the abyss of hell and the devil's paradise."