This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

In the blink of an eye, they grew to the size of Yang Shou, and they stopped growing.

In their eyes, the size of the Creator God is an existence that no creature can surpass.

They are like ten big fireballs, flying up and down around Yang Shou, jumping for joy, and emitting terrifying light and heat at the same time.

"Based on the temperature in the God Realm, the temperature emitted by their bodies has reached 6,000 degrees, which is roughly equivalent to the temperature of the sun in the God Realm."

The talisman brain was shining brightly, quickly calculating the data of the top ten Golden Crows.

Yang Shou nodded. Compared with the sun, the current Golden Crow is certainly far behind. After all, it is a huge star that provides all the light and heat of the entire galaxy. A single sun accounts for 9% of the total mass of the solar system. seventeen.

The mass and heat are unimaginable and difficult to measure, but Yang Shou believes that as he evolves the heavens and worlds, he will be able to create a real sun sooner or later.

With one thought, all worlds are born and destroyed!

However, for now, let's tackle the cancer problem first.

Yang Shou thought about it, and with a wave of his hand, he randomly selected one of the ten golden crows, and included it in Hongmeng Kongjian.

The other nine Golden Crows were flying around, not surprised, but extremely disappointed, looking at Yang Shou expectantly.

Yang Shou looked at the remaining nine golden crows, showed a faint smile, pointed to the hibiscus tree and said, "From today onwards, you will live in the hibiscus tree, and patrol the world for twelve hours every day on my behalf, dividing the world into day and night. Do not slack off."

Although the nine golden crows were very reluctant, they still nodded their heads one after another and let out clear and loud calls that resounded through the sky.

Seeing that the nine golden crows understood what he meant, Yang Shou nodded, and at the same time sent a message to the Primordial Will of the Island of Life, telling it to take care of his nine...cheap sons.

Since then, the prehistoric world has ceased to be chaotic and gloomy. For the first time, the sun appeared, dividing the day and night equally, and the heaven and earth began to have order.

Before that, the prehistoric world could not receive too much sunlight, so even in the daytime, it was always gray and dark.

After Yang Shou adjusted the order, the prehistoric world would no longer have long days and nights, and the nine golden crows who patrolled the world were honored as the Sun Taoist by the prehistoric creatures.

In the prehistoric world, anyone who has reached the half-step god realm is called a daoist.

After arranging all this, Yang Shou returned to the sacred mountain in the underground world through the teleportation array.

Looking at the sun that was transformed into the sky by his own witchcraft, hanging high in the sky all year round, Yang Shou stretched out a hand, covering the sky and covering the sun, and grabbed that sun.

In an instant, all the creatures in the entire underground world showed shock and fear, staring blankly at the sky and at the indescribable giant hand.

Western Jianmu, the holy land of double-headed lizards.

Kemdor and the other five half-step gods were discussing how to destroy the wizard tribe. Suddenly, they felt that the sky was getting dark and gradually dark. They couldn't help but looked up and saw a shocking scene.

Even if they had become half-step gods, they couldn't help showing their horror. They tried to touch the scorching sun that hung high above the nine-day sky, but before they flew halfway, they couldn't bear the terrifying heat, and their entire bodies were about to burn .

The scorching sun is like divine power, it is punished by heaven, and cannot be touched by mortals, even half-step gods can hardly bear the huge energy contained in that sun.

But now, there is actually a giant hand stretching out a hand towards this vast and boundless existence...

Cover the sky with one hand!

All the creatures in the underground world looked at the sky in horror. Changsheng, Dirk, and Joyce couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and stared blankly at the scene that was about to happen.

The giant hand reached out and grasped the sun in the sky in the palm of the hand. With the palm of the hand, the whole world, the light disappeared, and it was instantly dimmed.

Looking at such a terrifying scene, Joyce remembered the three hundred years of darkness recorded in ancient books.

Emperor Caesar fought against the gods, and the human race was punished by the gods, destroying the sun, and punishing them for three hundred years!

Could it be... that the creatures of this world offended the gods again?

Joyce's lips trembled. It was hard to imagine how such a huge world would be destroyed once the sun disappeared.

However, not long after, a ray of light reappeared in the dark world, and with a crisp cry, in the eyes of everyone, a giant bird spread its wings and flew towards the nine heavens. At the same time... the light became more and more The more Sheng.

"Golden Crow, from today onwards, you should inspect the world, divide each day into day and night, each with twelve hours, your habitat... after work, you should restrain your breath, don't cause trouble, the world is big, let you play. "

Yang Shou gave an order to the Golden Crow, and the Golden Crow took on the responsibility of dividing a day into twelve hours of day and night.

At first, all living beings could still look directly at the Golden Crow, but as the Golden Crow continued to emit light and heat, its aura rose and became larger, and it hung high above the nine heavens, no one dared to look directly at it.

If you look directly at it for a long time, your eyes will be burned by the flame containing mysterious power. It is the fire of the Golden Crow, the fire of the most rigid and yang of heaven and earth!

"This... what is this?"

"God, did you change the sun for this world?"

Joyce muttered to himself, in disbelief.

It's hard to imagine that this is the existence that the ancestors of the wizarding world once provoked. With such great power, boundless, unimaginable, and inconceivable existence, there are lunatics trying to fight against it and kill gods?

Thinking of this, Joyce's heart was filled with shock. As expected, Caesar was not only a butcher, but also a lunatic!

Dirk, on the other hand, came from the primordial space and had never been exposed to the concept of gods. He just felt a deep awe of this world.

When their two-headed lizard race first came to this world, the patriarch Kemdor once said that there is great terror in this world!

Sure enough, this is the great terror, the existence that can cover the sky with one hand and change the world for another day!

Yang Shou didn't expect that he changed the world... the sun would cause such a big shock. He just changed a light bulb in the basement as usual.

"Creator, this is the movement of God you need."

After Yang Shou finished changing the sun, the rune brain was held up by several mechas, and presented a copy of the movement of the gods.

These medicinal materials are all picked and equipped by the mecha arranged by Funao in the huge medicinal garden established in the middle of the sacred mountain.

Yang Shou took the Divine Movement, drank it all in one gulp, and looked at the increased lifespan on the watch: fifty-three minutes.

Up to now, his lifespan is only four days and a few hours.

Yang Shou came to the 100-square-meter cultivation area he established and observed the Eucharist cells inside. At this time, more than 100,000 years have passed, and it has not yet produced self-awareness and wisdom, and has not yet evolved into a higher-level life.

"I can only continue to wait."

Yang Shou sighed. He is a majestic creator god who has evolved into two worlds and is still threatened by cancer.

The only thing I can blame is that the world I evolved is biased towards cultivation, and medicine has never been paid attention to, and it has not been greatly developed.

Not just any extraordinary civilization can solve cancer. Earth's scientific and technological civilization is not too backward. It has not yet solved the problem of cancer, which is enough to prove the difficulty of overcoming it.

"However, I still have immortality."

Raising his eyes, Yang Shou looked at Dongfang Jianmu, where Changsheng was concocting pills in full swing, while Deke, as a drug tester, kept exploding...

"Fu Nao, this world needs a spokesperson for the gods. You go down to earth for me and give the original fire of the Golden Crow to Changsheng."

Drawing lessons from the world of runes and the world of wizards, Yang Shou said that he would never enter the world he created again.

In the future, if he needs anything, he can cultivate a spokesperson in the world to act for God, which is safe and high-end.

"Follow the will of the Creator."

Fu Nao saluted respectfully, and then summoned a humanoid mech, which was tiny in size and almost exactly the same as the human race in the underground world.

"I will walk in the world for God, under the pseudonym Tesla."

Fu Nao divided part of the logic, entered Tesla's body, then bowed to Yang Shou, saluted, took the Golden Crow's original fire from Yang Shou's hand, and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Also ask the Creator to help me put it under Dongfang Jianmu."

Tesla bowed his hand to Yang Shou and performed an ancient Chinese etiquette on Earth.

Yang Shou nodded, and drew a teleportation array at its feet. After the light flickered, it disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Under the Dongfang Jianmu, Tesla's figure gradually appeared. He was wearing coarse cloth clothes, plain and elegant, but exuding a sense of elegance.

The whole body does not have any strength, but it is full of knowledge.

This is a mecha created by Fu Brain after absorbing all the knowledge of the earth, pouring the knowledge of the earth and runes into his brain nucleus.

He has no power, but has knowledge as vast as the ocean, and is the most ideal spokesperson for the gods.

In Fu Nao's view, the spokesperson of the gods does not necessarily have to be powerful, but must need wisdom in order to demonstrate the greatness of the gods.

Only Tesla can be worthy of the title of the spokesperson of the gods.

Outside of the Wizarding Academy.

Truss is like a bard wizard, gentle and refined, he is informed that he is looking for longevity.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the longevity. The person who met him was Joyce, the current actual controller of the Wizarding Academy.

Ten years have passed by now, and Joyce has recovered to the third level, his blood is rosy, and he is no longer the blood-spitting machine before.

"Who are you?"

Joyce frowned and looked at Truss, but no matter how he searched, he found that the person in front of him was a mortal, an ordinary person who had never practiced.

He has stepped into the half-step god, even if he is not in the realm now, he still has vision.

Despite making such a judgment, he still felt an indescribable sense of urgency in Tesla, and the self-confidence that Tesla conveyed all the time made him feel ashamed.

"In Lower Terrasse, it is - the spokesperson of the gods, responsible for conveying the will of the gods."

Truss' words sounded unhurriedly, but Joyce was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the black hand that covered the sky before.

He frowned, and as the current acting head of the Wizarding Academy, he asked in a deep voice, "How do you prove it?"

Truss seemed to have expected him to ask this question a long time ago. With a slight smile, he opened his mouth with confidence and spit out a mouthful of flames from his abdomen.

It was hot, bright, and exuded a powerful aura. It couldn't be looked directly at, and it couldn't be imagined. It caught Joyce's eyes in an instant.

This flame is like the fire of the sun hanging high above the nine heavens, constantly patrolling.

"This fire is the fire of the sun, which was handed over to me by the gods."