I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

The first ray of sunlight in the morning slowly shone along the glass of Changsheng Hall and fell on Lu Changsheng's shoulders.

He sat on his favorite folding chair and stared at his right hand in a daze.

The fragment of the divine head that exuded a strange shimmer was held firmly in his hand.

Ever since he left [Tianxian], Lu Changsheng had a vague feeling.

The difference between demigods and those below the ninth level, apart from being able to control the river of destiny, seems to have some other special features.

Such as Yingtian's sky, such as the immeasurable abyss of the immeasurable true god.

"[Tianxian] can be called a mini world. If Mr. Cui's strength continues to rise and he really breaks through to the status of demigod, I'm afraid [Tianxian] will no longer be just a simple world. It’s a fantasy.”

Lu Changsheng murmured as if talking to himself.

He subconsciously remembered the feeling he had in [Tianxian].

The feeling that the world is in my hands, no one can disobey me, no one can restrain me.

It's like...

The ruler of that world.

A sharp tingling feeling suddenly came from the palm of his hand. Lu Changsheng said softly, "Huh", retracted his divergent thoughts, and focused all his eyes on the fragment of the godhead in his palm.

I haven't seen any abnormal fragments of the godhead, and it slowly lights up with a glimmer of light.

No matter how Lu Changsheng observed before, or what methods he used to influence or destroy the fragments of the godhead, he could not get any reaction.

The only time it changed was when it was on the front line, when it sensed a little tremor from the fragments of the godhead.

But at this moment, the fragments of divine power in Lu Changsheng's eyes seemed to expand rapidly, crossing his palms, crossing his arms, and soon penetrated his whole body.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers were all displayed before Lu Changsheng's eyes one by one.

It was as if what he was holding was not a dead object, but the entire world.

For a moment, Lu Changsheng wondered whether he had entered the world built by [Tianxian] again.

But he soon discovered the difference.

In this world, there seems to be no rules, everything is chaotic and disorderly.

The sun above our heads should obviously be emitting warm sunshine, but it is dim and lifeless.

Next to the sun, there are three moons with astonishing brightness, which are moving irregularly around the sun in the center.

In this world, stars seem to have lost their established trajectories, sometimes gathering into splendid star clusters, and sometimes escaping individually, turning into lonely wanderers in the night sky.

On the earth, mountains and rivers have no fixed form, and mountain peaks may turn into deep canyons in the blink of an eye.

And a calm river may suddenly boil, turn into steam and rise to the sky, intertwined with those unconventional clouds, forming a shocking scene.

These clouds are not pure and flawless, but colorful, sometimes changing into the appearance of various creatures, sometimes converging into the outline of ancient characters, as if telling one forgotten story after another.

Plants and animals also follow a survival law that is beyond imagination.

The branches and leaves of trees can grow at will, penetrate rocks, and even entangle flying birds, while flowers may bloom dazzlingly at nightfall, attracting some strange and colorful insects.

The air is filled with an indescribable energy fluctuation, sometimes as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the face, sometimes as violent as thunder, making it difficult to fathom.

Lu Changsheng discovered that he could sense the flow of energy in this chaos, and they seemed to have some subtle connection with his will.

Whenever he tries to concentrate, the surrounding scene will change subtly due to his thoughts. Although this change is not lasting, it is enough to prove that he is not completely powerless in this world.

Lu Changsheng, who noticed this, blurted out subconsciously, "Damn it, isn't this the real world version of 'Minecraft'?"

The world in front of him suddenly collapsed and turned into thousands of streams of light, which once again merged into the fragments of the godhead in Lu Changsheng's hand.

The unexpected change made Lu Changsheng stunned for several seconds.

[If you want to become a demigod, or even a complete divinity, you must feel the existence of the power of rules before you can be promoted]

[There are two ways to feel the power of rules. One is to find complete fragments of the godhead and try to understand and master the rules]

[The second is to find traces of the power of rules from heaven and earth and gradually control them]

Ying Tian's words appeared in Lu Changsheng's mind again.

"So...demigods can indeed have a world entirely of their own?"

"Did the world I just saw become so disordered and chaotic because it lost its master?"

"According to Ying Tian, ​​if I completely control the world just now, does that mean I have control of its rules and have the opportunity to advance to [Demigod]?"

Lu Changsheng gradually understood, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea should be correct.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not enter the mysterious state before.

The divine fragment in the palm seemed to have been disconnected, and there was no response at all.

"Hey, are you still there?"

Lu Changsheng muttered helplessly towards the fragment of the godhead, and then held it to his ear, hoping to get a positive answer.

"Master, who are you talking to?"

Gu Jia walked towards Lu Changsheng with a plate full of freshly prepared breakfast, looking a little puzzled.

"Nothing..." Lu Changsheng put away the fragment of the Godhead in a somewhat discouraged manner and took the breakfast handed over by Gu Jia.

Gu Jia glanced at her master strangely, but did not ask any more questions.

While stirring the soy milk in her hand with a spoon, she asked in a low voice, "Master, you said before that the monster tide is coming, if..."

"I mean if..."

"If we lose, will Changsheng Hall be lost?"

"Will our home be..."

"Cannot be saved?"

A haze quietly appeared on Gu Jia's face. She followed Ying Tian to practice on the sky every day, and would talk about the monster tide that was about to come in her spare time.

Ying Tian was very pessimistic about the victory of the human race, and had proposed several times that Gu Jia should stay in the sky, at least to practice until the maturity of the ancient dragon, and then leave the sky.

Of course, Gu Jia refused every time.

Lu Changsheng chewed the food in his mouth quickly for a few times, swallowed it whole, looked at the familiar shop, and said calmly, "Changsheng Hall has never been a store, nor an ordinary funeral home."

"Even if the human race is really defeated, Master can protect you guys."

"Wherever the four of us are, that is Changsheng Hall."

"That is our home."

As if he was afraid that Gu Jia would worry, Lu Changsheng paused and added, "Besides, our human race has been facing the demon race for a long time."

"We have persisted for so many years, there is no reason why we can't stand it this time."

"Believe in Master, sooner or later, we will kill all the demons, leaving no one behind."

"Let these annoying bugs disappear from the world completely."

Gu Jia was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"Master, what you said just now, does it sound like Gou Shengzi's catchphrase?"

"Are you also influenced by him?"

Lu Changsheng thought about it carefully, and it seemed a bit like that.

The master and the apprentice looked at each other and smiled in unison.

The haze that had previously lingered in Gu Jia's heart gradually dissipated...

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