Made by God Chapter 22:
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In the Qianyuan Continent, humans are the primates of all things, who can turn the power of heaven and earth into their own use. In the Black Eye galaxy, human beings transformed themselves into monsters with uneven three cores. Although their individual strength was greatly improved, they also eliminated the channels for absorbing the power of heaven and earth.
They changed themselves from a conductor to an insulator, from a sealed container to a colander, no matter how strong aura is in the outside world, it cannot be used. However, a person with all three pill abilities lacks the corresponding exercises, and he can only explore on his own for the rest of his life. It is all delusional.
No, to be more precise, they don't even understand what it means to comprehend the truth.
Qi Ze possesses all the top techniques of the Refining Tool Sect, but doesn't know anything about the inheritance of other factions. Of course, he didn't plan to cultivate a cultivator, and he wouldn't rashly hand over the inheritance of the Supreme Profound God's sect to others. The reason why he valued Ouyang Ye was only because the other party was his tool for proving the Tao.
He wanted to see where Ouyang Ye could follow Fenghuo Shuangjian. Other refiners practice "raising swords with people", but he wants to do the opposite, and try "raising people with swords".
After explaining what might happen in the future, he went straight back to his room to meditate, while Ouyang Ye was dumbfounded for a while before jumping up with a throat, "Uncle, do you know how powerful Feng Lin Huohai is?" You must not have thought of..."
He dialed Li Yu's phone, said the matter incoherently, and then danced in the room shirtlessly, holding the black sword tightly in his arms, his eyes were gentle, his expression was intoxicated, as if he was holding his lover. He decided to spend his entire life with Feng Lin Huohai, what little fresh meat, little hot girl, **** aside!
Li Yu was silent for a long while before speaking quietly, "You try to buy a lottery ticket, I have a hunch that you might win the jackpot." There is no such thing as luck. Why is he not a hundred years younger, so he just happened to be roommates with Shao Qi?
Ouyang Ye was paralyzed after jumping for a few minutes. He crawled back to the repair cabin with difficulty, and fell asleep with his black sword in his arms, with a smirk on his mouth. Yan Junyu stood with his hands in his pockets and looked at him quietly, with a very complicated expression. He has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, and his family background, appearance, and ability are all top-notch. He is only worthy of others' expectations. He has never envied anyone?
But now, he has to admit that he is very envious of Ouyang Ye, if he can, he doesn't mind changing with the other party. Although his potential has reached the SSS level, he is destined to stand at the top in the future, but he even imagines Ouyang Ye like this, using his sweat and perseverance to fight for an unknown future.
SSS is the limit of human power, which has become a recognized fact. He wanted to break, but he always felt powerless, as if walking to a cliff, he would either stop or fall. Just now, he suddenly remembered what Qi Ze had said-I will build a bridge for you across the moat.
This bridge seems to have been in Ouyang Ye's hands.
"What a lucky guy." He shook his head, his face full of mockery. Because he knew that Ouyang Ye was able to get this luck because he still had a trace of innocence in his heart, and he was willing to gamble with all his wealth. And if he meets Qi Ze under the same circumstances, he will only sneer at his words, and even obliterate the existence of the other party, thereby obliterating all miracles.
It seems that my grandfather is right. People always have to keep a bit of original intentions as they grow up. The experience during this period of time taught him too much, and it also gave him a deeper understanding of power and life.
If he could survive, if he could survive... he walked to the opposite room and sat beside the boy, looking at his delicate profile, lost in thought.
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The game is about to come, Ouyang Ye went to Morona Forest for special training under the protection of a team of mercenaries. He fights against wild beasts every day, with the help of Fenglinhuohai, his force value is rising steadily, and he soon reaches the level of a fourth-level ability. At his age, he could be regarded as one of the young geniuses in Sea Emperor Star.
Since Yan Junyu was supplemented by the huge fire element, his mental body was able to move freely away from the corpse, and occasionally followed him to observe, but he couldn't wait long to return to Qi Ze. He likes to fight and to bleed, but now, these are not as attractive as Qi Ze.
After forging the spirit sword, Qi Ze began to transform the swimming pool in the basement again. He used a file to carve an octagonal pattern on the bottom of the pool little by little. The lines were very complicated, and there were many ancient characters dotted in it. The element particles in the room began to turbulence because of the gradual formation of these patterns, and it seemed that a storm was brewing.
Yan Junyu vaguely had a hunch that this pattern should have a great relationship with him. But he didn't dare to think deeply. He only accompanies Qi Ze every day, he sculpts, he watches; he meditates, he meditates; he forgot to eat, he reminds him time and time again, even if the other party can't hear a word.
Having been busy for more than half a month, all the lines finally joined together. Qi Ze sat down leaning against the swimming pool wall with a rare, pure smile on his face. Yan Junyu's stunning gaze quickly moved away from him, as if guarding something, slowly moving away from him.
At this moment, Qi Ze's communicator rang, and the Academic Affairs Office sent a text message telling him that the leave form was seriously overdue, and he would either go to class or drop out of school. Of course, Qi Ze didn't want to quit school. He also planned to find a way to transfer to the Mecha Manufacturing Department to observe and learn the craftsmanship skills of this world, so he washed clean and tidy, and went to class.
Not seen for a month, Meng Yao seemed to be gloomy a lot, sitting in the front row, not talking to anyone. Helena was not affected at all, and she could hear her laughing and playing at the same table far away. It seems that the lawsuit between the Menghai family and the Hai family ended with the victory of the Hai family. The Meng family has offended Li Yu, but has never been able to buy a suitable guqin, and is now anxious to contact the auction house.
The Imperial College of Music is full of powerful and powerful players. If you take a modern-made lyre to participate in the competition, you will lose a few points in terms of timbre, and the chance of successfully obtaining admission is very slim. Meng Yao just wanted to humiliate Qi Ze, but unexpectedly harmed herself. In the end, he not only lost the lawsuit and lost his future, but even his face was trampled underfoot by others, and the depression in his heart naturally grew deeper and deeper.
The Hai family is also a wealthy clan. She couldn't blatantly retaliate. When she saw Qi Ze walking into the classroom intact, her eyes immediately turned red.
"Are you not dead yet?" She licked her lips and smiled wickedly.
Qi Ze walked over as if he hadn't heard anything, and sat in the corner as usual.
Meng Yao turned around and glared at him, caught a glimpse of Helena's mocking expression, and then managed to suppress her anger. If the Hai Family couldn't beat her, she vented her anger with a carbon-based man, even if she won? Face will only be lost more thoroughly. But in the end she couldn't get past the hurdle, she quickly opened her mind and sent a text message to her fiance: What you promised me never did! Qi Ze is not dead, he has come to class!
"I have a special training recently. When the martial arts competition is over, Ouyang Ye and Qi Ze will clean up together. Don't worry, my father is about to use the Yan family relationship to contact the royal auction house. The supply of goods there is very wide, and We are preparing for a joint auction. We will be notified immediately if we have news, and we can buy you a guqin in less than a month."
Ouyang Duanhua's reply made Meng Yao smile again and sent a few air kisses.
Qi Ze felt a little bit. He glanced at her from a distance, and a smile of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was impatient to sit for a long time, he bent over and slipped away from the back door after listening to half of the class. He seemed to think of something when passing by the mecha combat system, and he stopped passers-by and asked, "This classmate, do you know which class Wang Xuan is in?" /
The passerby pointed to the training ground and asked him to find it himself.
Qi Ze found the target as soon as he walked to the sidelines. The opponent was circled around a mecha, his expression seemed very distressed.
"Why, this mecha is broken? I'll fix it for you." Qi Ze didn't like nonsense and opened his mouth as soon as he passed.
"Are you... Qi Ze?" Wang Xuan looked at it for a while before recognizing the person. In just one month, the teenager grew a lot taller, but his skin was very white, showing a transparent texture under the sunlight, but his lips were **** red, and his eyes were extremely black and shiny. At first glance, it made a strange look. feel.
No wonder Master Ouyang is so obsessed with him that he recently dumped all his lovers, leaving only one young man. This is planning the prodigal son back. Wang Xuan was gossiping secretly in his heart, but asked solemnly, "Are you all right? Class started today?"
"I'm fine." Qi Ze walked around the mecha twice and continued the previous topic, "Is there something wrong with your mecha? How about I fix it for you?"
Knowing that the young man intends to use this method to repay him, Wang Xuan was very grateful, but he waved his hand and said, "It can't be repaired. This mecha is the oldest G9. If other parts are broken, you can use it. Replaced by the model, but the energy converter is broken but there is no way to change it, because the manufacturer has been out of production for hundreds of years, and there is no stock in the warehouse. My mech is probably the last G9 in the empire, and it can be displayed in the museum. Out."
Wang Xuan has a good mentality, and he never forgets to laugh at himself.
His roommate was very worried, and suggested, "It's fine if you don't repair it. You can sell it as scrap iron and you can earn a little star coins. Our brothers will give you a piece and buy it. A new mecha. Seeing that the mecha contest is about to start, you can’t afford to lose."
A tall boy came over and echoed, "Yeah, stop contacting the manufacturer. It's a waste of time. If you win the Mecha Contest, you can go to the Imperial Military Academy for further studies. Good opportunity? Don’t you know, Ouyang Duanhua signed up for both the martial arts contest and the mecha contest. He said he wanted to win two championships and steal two admissions. You can’t let him Proud!"
Yan Junyu understood this when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice, "Because I'm dead, so your number of recommended places has been voided?" "People go to tea and cool" there is nothing more than that. Death is really helpless and powerless.
Wang Xuan knew that the family situation of the two roommates was not much better than himself, so he resolutely rejected their proposal.
Qi Ze listened patiently for a while, then said again, "Give me the mecha, and I promise to fix it for you. How about repaying your previous life-saving grace?"