Zhutian Avenue

Going back to the past, you can penetrate the void dimension.

Carpenter?

What is this symbol?

Han Fang Bai was stunned, a little dazed for a while.

The essence of Fu Dao is a means of belonging to the ubiquitous "Lingqi Particles" with a special rune trajectory in order to achieve various incredible abilities.

There are thousands of Fu, with tens of thousands of abilities, but he has never heard of it that when the process of drawing a talisman goes wrong, another type of talisman will evolve.

"Is this all right..."

Han Fang Bai swallowed, then looked at the first talisman he drew, and his fingers rubbed every texture of the talisman unconsciously.

In a trance, there seemed to be a scene in front of him.

Faintly, he seemed to see a cloud of stars, endless, boundless, vast, and there seemed to be endless mysteries in it.

People can't help but indulge in.

Hum~

At this moment, Han Fangbai's chest became hot, and the "all-in-one card" he held on his chest suddenly lit up, stinging his eyes.

"what!"

Han Fangbai was awakened suddenly and took a step back, resisting the huge discomfort, but to his horror, the scene in front of him did not disappear.

And the faint starry sky in it was stretching towards the distant place at an extremely fast speed. It was only then that Han Fang Bai could see clearly.

Where is the starry space, it is clearly an inexplicable huge eyeball, that gloomy and dark existence like a starry sky.

It is its pupils!

"This, what is this?!"

Han Fangbai took a breath, and a great chill swelled in his heart, only to feel that he was exposed to the base city of more than a hundred degrees below zero, and his whole body was chilly.

Even involuntarily, shuddered.

"Small and humble like you, how can you understand my existence?"

A voice that had never been heard before, but he could understand it, exploded in Han Fangbai's heart:

"You can call me a god, a craftsman god!"

God...

Listening to the sound of rumbling and shaking in his heart, Han Fangbai was even more shocked, but his fear was somewhat lowered: "Are you a god? Or, or craftsman god? Craftsman god? Luban?"

The new era ended the old era, but the inheritance of human information has long ceased to rely on word of mouth, and there is no lack of inheritance.

Of course Han Fangbai knows what a **** is, but there is really a **** in the world?

"Artisan? Stupid and humble creature..."

In the sea of ​​mind, the voice paused, as if it had caught something, and sneered: "I don't die as a god, you can die, and it's never a god!"

"You, what are you doing?!"

As soon as Han Fangbai's body became stiff, he felt something creeping out of his body.

But just for a moment, the thing retracted again.

At the same time, the voice sounded again, but it became much calmer: "You kneel down, I have something for you to do."

"???"

Han Fang Bai, who was panting, suddenly asked a question mark on his forehead.

Do you want me to do business, but you want me to kneel down? !

Click!

When Juli was suddenly born, Han Fangbai let out a scream, and was directly pressed to the ground.

"Don't want me to kneel on you?!"

The Han Fang roared in pain, but he did not kneel down. The hand that was clasped firmly on the talisman suddenly moved, which directly triggered the talisman!

Talisman Tao is not easy to practice. Getting started especially requires accumulation, and it may not be easy after getting started.

But this is limited to painting!

The use of talisman is extremely easy, and the reason why it is difficult to get started and practice talisman is to reduce the difficulty of using talisman!

In other words, in addition to some high-level and top-notch talismans, even a starter like Han Fangbai can instantly mobilize most of the rest of the talisman!

Not to mention the talisman I just drew.

Hum!

As the screams reverberated, the talisman burned out, and a flash of red light fell on Han Fangbai's right hand in an instant.

"Your soul?...how could it?!"

The startled voice flashed away.

Under the red light, Han Fangbai's face was pale, and shaking his hand was about to throw the red light out of his hand.

"roll!"

Shaking his hand, Han Fangbai was shocked. The scarlet talisman couldn't get rid of it. He even got into his skin and flesh: "Get out!"

There was a wave of dancing.

It took a long while, until the door of the room was knocked, and the voice of'Granny Han' came from outside.

Han Fang Bai just convulsed and slumped on the chair: "Grandma, I'm fine..."

"Is it all right?"

Of course, a mere door couldn't stop Jiang Shili's eyes. Through the door, she scanned the entire room, frozen with a slumped Korean face.

If there was a thought in my heart, I broke the thought of breaking in: "It's okay, just rest early, don't disturb the neighbors..."

"Got it…"

Han Fang Bai stopped talking, and finally gritted his teeth and communicated with that "craftsman god":

"What the **** are you?"

There was a short silence before the voice in my heart sounded: "With respect, I apologize to you for my recklessness."

"Hey?"

Han Fangbai did not expect such a big change in the attitude of the other party, but he did not dare to make a big change. He said with caution:

"What do you want to do?"

There was another brief silence, and the voice in my heart sounded again: "I am learning the language under the crown, which is more convenient for communication."

Only then did Han Fangbai realize that this voice was already full of words.

"I, from the tree crystal wall system of the world, is one of the twelve ancient gods, the gods under the seat of the ancient gods of fate, and the priesthood is'craftsman', who carves the world for the ancient gods of fate..."

"The ancient gods of destiny control the'fate tablet'. The fate of the manipulator Wanzhong dimension and the entire crystal wall system, and even the star realm, is the highest level ancient **** under the creation god, one of the twelve ancient gods first!"

"And I, used to be the most trusted subordinate of the ancient **** of fate...In order to be promoted to the ancient god, I tried my best to please the ancient **** of fate..."

"The fate tablet records the past, present and future, imprinting the fate of thousands of dimensions, demiplanes, and even the crystal wall system...

Only by erasing my name from the tablet of fate can I become an ancient god..."

…

"But who knows..."

In my mind, the existence of the self-proclaimed "craftsman god" talked about his own history, as well as the causes and consequences.

Han Fang Bai was surprised at first, then at a loss.

But I finally understood that this is a **** from the ‘world tree crystal wall system’, and according to himself, it’s also a ‘strong divine power’.

But how could his attitude towards himself...

Han Fangbai was confused and doubtful. The voice continued, calm at first, but fluctuating later:

"A Cthulhu from the'Great World of Gods' broke the fate tablet!"

"and then?"

Han Fangbai finally said a word, because he was aware of this unknown existence, and when he said this, he seemed to be in fear.

Can't hide the fear!

"Then, then..."

The Craftsman God suddenly closed his mouth, followed by a long silence, until Han Fangbai asked impatiently again and again, he whispered:

"Then I fell asleep...I need your help."

"Aren't you a god? Still need my help?"

South Korea's Bai will be suspicious and will be more on guard.

"My godhead, lost...I need you to help me find my godhead..."

"Why should I help you?"

Han Fangbai was shocked, knowing that the show meat was coming.

"Help me, but also help yourself!"

There is great fear in the voice of the craftsman: "I feel the call of the fate tablet. Someone is trying to find my position through the fate tablet!"

"what?"

Han Fangbai said in his heart, "Didn't you say that the fate's tablet has been broken?"

"The destiny is eternal, it will only be redefined and will not really disappear."

The craftsman's voice is solemn:

"I shouldn't wake up at this time. Even so weak I can't wake up at all. There is only one reason why I wake up..."

The gods do not die.

However, it takes an extremely long and extremely demanding time for the fallen gods to wake up from their deep sleep.

At this time, he couldn't meet this condition at all.

"what reason?"

Han Fang Bai had a heavy heart inexplicably, and faintly felt that this craftsman **** had not deceived himself.

At least on this point, I didn't lie to myself.

"The real death is about to come!"

The Craftsman sighed, "Recovering my godhead is the only chance to save your world..."

"You don't want to see that evil **** descend..."

The craftsman sighed.

His state is too bad, and the world is too weird, he can actually swallow his soul, and this person is also very weird.

If not, he didn't want to say so much at all.

"This…"

Han Fang Bai was a little dazed and irritable.

Where has he experienced this? For a while, didn't know what to do?

"I can pay!"

The irritability was suddenly broken, and Han Fangbai regained his spirit: "What reward?"

As a poor teenager who has to do two odd jobs every day after school, the word remuneration is simply not too eye-catching.

"I am a craftsman god, and I am the best at carving."

The craftsman swept the inside and outside of Han Fangbai's body, and uttered a part of his sincerity in words:

"I can sculpt your body so that you don’t hurt or break,

I can sculpt your brain to make you smarter, and I can sculpt your destiny, so that you can do everything with less effort..."

"Huh? This, luck can also be carved?"

Han Fangbai was shocked.

…

"...I can carve your destiny so that you can do everything with less effort..."

An empty underground base, the top of a snow-capped mountain where the wind is whistling, a barren mountain, a floating city in the dream of kingship...

Listening to the slightly distorted voice and message delivered by Ying Long, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com.

The eyes of Qinglong, Juechen Taoist, Wang Zhixuan, Chu Fan, Baihu, Gu Changsheng, Su Jie and others were all condensed.

"The world tree crystal wall system, the twelve ancient gods, the ancient destiny gods, the evil gods of the great world of gods..."

On the top of the barren mountain in the dream of kingship, Su Jie chewed on the message delivered by Ying Long, and there was a ripple in his heart.

As early as when the Zombie King appeared, and even when the earlier Statue of Liberty disappeared, there was a saying of'time-space transformation' among nations.

But it wasn't until this time that there was a real conclusion.

"It turns out that the zombie king, the destruction giant snake, this craftsman god, and even the hanging mountain... all come from other worlds."

Su Jie's enlightenment arose, and doubts arose again:

"But the universe is so big, why did Du Duo come to Xuan Xing?"