My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

sixth century.

Gasha is back on the throne.

All the ants on the table learned to stand upright.

Even began to learn to walk upright, vacated limbs and arms, and began to make tools.

And their bodies are extremely strong, with the infiltration and death of souls entering the body again and again, coupled with exercise, some kind of alienation appears.

And Jiaxia is at the forefront!

Its body is incomparably fit. Due to standing upright, the tail of the huge ant that got in the way began to shrink. When walking upright, it even had a proportion line similar to that of a human body. Numerous red armors covered its body, and it began to crack faintly, revealing the tyranny inside. The muscles are like an ant-headed human being in armor.

"This is a demon king!"

This word vaguely popped up in Fu Qingjun's mind.

However, at this time, the entire book of basic pile skills has basically been practiced.

After all, it is extremely simple as a basic entry. All the ants below have no skills to practice, and have entered a state of doing nothing.

For a while, Jiaxia began to panic.

"God-given classics, already..."

"Now the creatures are physically strong. If the gods come down to grant the classics again, we may be able to..." Jiaxia took a deep breath, but her eyes were firm, and she looked at all the people below:

Are we going to tell them that God has already abandoned us?

I have done something that is absolutely impossible for God to forgive, and I have written that blasphemous slate?

No!

He clearly knew what kind of collapse would mean losing his faith.

"Since the gods do not care about me, I am the new god. With a mortal body, I will perform the deeds of the gods, shoulder the responsibility of the gods, and lead the creatures on the ground to glory..."

What a crazy idea to use the wisdom of living beings to perform the duties of God and lead the common people on the ground!

If God knew about it, he would definitely be ridiculed, right?

But he has no choice, there is no retreat, civilization can no longer rely on the gods in the sky, it can only rely on itself.

But only you know how ignorant and arrogant you are to think you are a god...

Just looking at this god-given book, you can see that it is extremely concise, but it contains infinite changes.

Just a standing posture, and exercises from posture, movement, mind, and breathing, the current self can't even match the knowledge of a billionth of a god, right?

He can only choose to expand the population.

He chooses to mate with a mature queen who has also metamorphosed.

At the same time, in order not to let the people have nothing to do...

"History is a chapter that records wisdom!"

"Wisdom condensed into knowledge, now builds historical statues of our past."

He said so suddenly.

He wants to record the "lying lion pile" in ancient books.

Huge giants stand next to the golden pagoda, which all later generations know, this is a transitional sign for them to walk upright!

boom!

Huge building works started.

Countless Ant-Man began to excavate the wooden blocks on the surface, mastering the mortise and tenon structure without a teacher, and building huge statues.

A gigantic lion-body and ant-faced statue crawls on the side of an upside-down giant mountain, its eyes overlooking the world, full of majesty and vigor, with Jiaxia's face.

This is the statue of the God of Wisdom.

This has become the spiritual belief that supports the entire civilization.

Countless creatures wrote hymns and slates for Jiaxia, praising his greatness. This is the reincarnation of the gods. Under his leadership, they will surely go to glory!

——No one knows Jiaxia's secret deeds of false gods, but only records his greatness and knowledge.

seventh century.

Fu Qingjun woke up in the morning, and was surprised to see the second generation of ants appearing. It was already very different from the first generation, but it seemed that most of them died due to genetic collapse and instability, leaving only three surviving.

But still filled their souls,

Then start making breakfast.

"hope!"

Jiaxia was ecstatic and raised her arms high.

These are his own children, three young ants, each with the ability to enter the deep sleep of the sun flower.

He carefully cultivated them, but unfortunately due to congenital disabilities, two of them died young, and the remaining one was also weak and sick.

"Impossible, impossible...why can't we find a race of immortality?" He became completely impatient, living alone for countless ages, and the pharaoh who had witnessed the development of civilization, Jiaxia was already extremely lonely.

He just wanted to make all the clansmen like himself, able to live forever.

Breaking away from what God said is "the bottom of all things, where there is no place for wisdom", and become a real life, able to laugh, to be sad, to deceive, to think about wisdom, what a happy thing it is?

"There must be a sound way for me to escape, and the whole clan to escape." He seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he clearly felt that his time was running out.

Even if life can be delayed, it doesn't mean that his soul has truly merged with his body.

Even in deep sleep, he only has seven times more soul life than normal ants.

"I will authorize my son, the second pharaoh Lakas, to manage the entire Sunflower Dynasty."

At the last moment, he decided to hand over the royal power to his young son who was just born.

Although his own son lacks wisdom, he can sleep in a coffin and continue to travel to the distant future to rule the people of the earth.

I concentrate on studying the future path, new martial arts, and want to find a way that my soul cannot accommodate a tiny body.

"This is my whole life."

He overlooks the whole land from the Sunflower Throne.

countless houses,

giant sphinx statue,

Eye of Hermes,

He looked up at the morning sun again,

"It's a pity that I only understand the superficial layer of wisdom, but I can't really possess great wisdom and find our way in the future... It seems brilliant, but it has stagnated. What awaits us is nothing but death."

At this time, he entered the coffin lonely, and retreated here, intending to find the future method.

This great hero of the ant family, he fell into a long sleep, integrated all the knowledge he had comprehended, gathered everything he had realized, and looked for the dual martial arts that exercised his body and will.

Eighth century.

Sunflower has a second creature living in it, the second generation Pharaoh Lakas.

He woke up from the coffin of the sun, respected his father's will, and began to rule the people on the earth.

It's just that although he lacks intelligence, he can be regarded as quite satisfactory.

ninth century.

"I see the way to the future!" Jiaxia roared in the sun flower. He walked out of the coffin and had already comprehended the martial arts beyond the basic skills. Compress and save, exercise your mind's meditation martial arts, and let yourself extend your life.

And the good news doesn't stop there.

The second-generation pharaoh Lakas was mediocre, but he liked to have children with the queen ant crazily. He gave birth to the third generation of red ants.

Unlike ordinary ants, Jiaxia's offspring all have the ability to extend their lifespan in the sunflower.

Jiaxia liked the third generation's son Tuki very much, and directly drove the second generation Pharaoh Lakas from the throne and let him take the throne.

Although Tuji is not good at martial arts, he is better at controlling the creatures on the ground.

The entire huge flower pot, engraved with the Eye of Hermes, is listed as a forbidden place for mortals, and it is called the holy mountain of Olin Miro. Pharaohs who can live to the future ages live on it, and the people are not allowed to enter.

Jiaxia, the incarnation of the God of Wisdom in the world, his offspring, possessing the blood of this great demigod, must be the pharaohs of all dynasties, who can sleep in the coffin of the sun and live to the future of each era.

And when Fu Qingjun came back from cooking, he was shocked when he saw on the table the highly developed monarchy-given civilization that claimed to be highly developed.

Especially when I saw the "Sun God Code" developed by Na Jiaxia, which actually developed martial arts to compress the soul and exercise the body,

The entire table has become a small world by itself in the past few days.

"Perhaps, I can also learn? After all, they are also small-brained, and their huge souls cannot accommodate..."

Fu Qingjun looked down at the ant civilization on the table, and burst into an incredible thought, "The soul cultivation system they developed, if I practice it, I can perfectly solve my headache problem!"

The problem of headache has always been a serious problem.

"This demon country, deduce this cultivation system in the front, move forward as a pioneer, and I will follow behind to practice!" Fu Qingjun was suddenly curious, and sat on a chair to watch, while learning to practice.

tenth century.

Jiaxia opened up the Sun Temple and completely encountered the bottleneck of the second stage.

There is no hindrance to his research on the knowledge of the soul, but in terms of body growth, he needs crazy external stimulation to torture the body.

He tried hitting with a stick, but with little success.

He couldn't break through again, and felt that he was going to fall into the vortex of death again.

Jiaxia, who had no choice but to choose the extremely ignorant method, once again led the pharaohs of the past generations, prostrated on the mountain of Olin Miro, and worshiped the pair of eyes of Hermes, which means omniscience and omnipotence.

"The great Hermons who contains endless knowledge, Jiaxia finally understands what wisdom is, and has found her own wisdom, and has passed the test of wisdom. I beg your forgiveness, and I beg to see you again!"

The voice fell.

It was very quiet, completely silent.

Tianqiong didn't respond, and Jiaxia led all the people to prostrate on the ground, without any meaning of getting up.

Jiaxia didn't know if she would be forgiven for pretending to be a god...

"Strengthen your body, I know this, it's for internal training and external training." Fu Qingjun looked at them quietly, and suddenly walked towards the kitchen.

After a long time, a vast and majestic voice suddenly came from the sky,

"The creatures on the earth are extremely sinful. If you want to cleanse your sins, you should accept the grinding of suffering."

Fu Qingjun placed a plate of medicinal herbs on the table, a small red-hot iron plate filled with sand, and a plate of white wine at the end, "This is a long bridge, and I have passed the three trials of God alive." , and the original sin can be washed away.”