When the male protagonist of the invincible novel meets the overbearing president

"She was hidden in the crowd at the time and she noticed that I saw her, but she ignored me."

"This woman is very strange. It's one thing to say that she is inexplicably hostile to us, but the most important thing is why did she act like that when she first saw me?"

Both of them thought this person was strange, but they had only a superficial acquaintance with this woman and did not understand her well.

"Besides, she was a mortal before, but now she has reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage. What's even more strange is that even though her cultivation is so low, even lower than mine, she has not attracted anyone's attention."

Tang Qi seemed to be thinking: "Spiritual Transformation Stage, female. Yan Xu, do you think she is the woman in black?"

"I think it's very possible."

But now they couldn't find her, so they stopped talking about it. Lu Yanxu continued:

"At that time, all of us stood on it, and then the ground in the center suddenly rose up, forming a tall cylinder. It was covered with strange runes like stars. I had never seen those runes before, but I had a feeling in my heart that I seemed to know them..."

The runes shone with a faint golden light, not dazzling, even weak. But no one had the courage to try.

However, for Chan Hui, who had just said that he would take the lead, this was the moment to fulfill his promise.

Then a strange phenomenon appeared. Among a group of young or middle-aged people with long black hair, an old man with white hair, long beard and long eyebrows walked out.

This feeling... really is like dying a heroic death!

"Hahaha!" For some reason, Lu Yanxu was tickled and burst into laughter.

Everyone was embarrassed by his smile, and just when they were trying to muster up the courage to move forward together, Lu Yanxu passed everyone and put his hand on it.

"Hey! Fellow Daoist Lu!"

"No!"

"Old man, did what I just said fall on deaf ears?!"

Then... in the anxious eyes of everyone, Lu Yanxu's figure disappeared.

"Then what? Where did you go?!" Tang Qi was a little anxious.

Lu Yanxu kissed Tang Qi's forehead soothingly and continued:

"I broke into a place that was like the void. It was desolate and empty. There was nothing but me. There was only endless darkness."

"However, just after I finished observing, I felt something entering my brain. After sensing it, I realized it was memory inheritance..."

[You...are His property...]

"Ah? What do you mean? Who is He?"

Lu Yanxu only heard a hollow sound coming from the void. No, where did the sound come from in the void?

So... this is the voice from his heart!

[He is the Creator of…]

"Gah! The disc is stuck?!"

[He… enlightens the wisdom of all beings…]

[He…leads all things…]

"Shit! It's stuck again!"

[Praise! What we should admire...]

.........

"Forehead……"

This time there was real silence.

"So what does this mean? These words are obviously praising a god, but all information about the name of this god has been hidden. But what does his first sentence mean? Is this the original meaning of this praise, or is it..."

As Lu Yanxu thought about it, he couldn't help but shudder. This statement was too ambiguous, as if he was saying that he was this god... Forget it, forget it, I really don't dare to think about it.

"Creation? Is it creation?"

Of course Lu Yanxu didn't dare to hide this matter, because it seemed to be a big deal, so he told Tang Qi everything.

"Uh, I don't know. But it's very likely that I created this word!"

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is the concept of God.

With faith as the foundation and belief as the material, the life of the soul is sustained. This is what the immortal world calls a god.

To be honest, such gods are like rootless duckweed, relying on the worship of living beings. If the faith collapses, then this god is just an empty shell with only a name.

However, there are still many people pursuing this path because it is the easiest and quickest to achieve.

However, these gods are the gods of beauty, gods of mountains and rivers, gods of rivers, etc., all of whom had very little status in Lu Yanxu's previous life.

And the creation of this god...

“So classy!”

"Ok?"

"Uh, that's not right! Since neither of us has any ideas, I'll just keep going."

After these inexplicable words disappeared, Lu Yanxu finally sensed the names of those memory inheritances.

death!

Then Lu Yanxu saw an unknown object surrounded by white mist suddenly appear in the originally empty space.

Lu Yanxu didn’t know how to describe it, holy, pure, and spotless?

Anyone who sees it here will subconsciously have this thought.

But Lu Yanxu happened to see the horror hidden within this pure appearance!

Melancholy, laziness, dejection, sadness, indignation, resentment...

He seemed to see the collection of all the negative things in the world, intertwined together like the balls of silk spit out by a spider, impossible to sort out and see clearly!

Horror! Horror! Horror! Horror!

This thing will definitely kill him!!!

This was the first time that Lu Yanxu felt on the brink of death. He wanted to move, but found that his body was already stiff, and his limbs stood still as if they were out of control.

He could feel that the undulating and squirming white mist seemed to come alive. In Lu Yanxu's eyes, the apparently dreamy and pure silk threads looked like the tentacles of the devil.

What is it doing? It... seems to be slowly sending out a signal. Lu Yanxu tried his best to identify it.

'die?'

Lu Yanxu only had time to think of this one word.

Then, he felt that the world in front of him was all white, like the snowflakes flashing on TV when he was a child in his previous life.

That noisy voice sounded in his mind...

sizzle-

Then, there was a sharp pain! Countless sharp pains like needles piercing his body, and Lu Yanxu couldn't help but wail. He felt that his bones were slowly shattering, just like the pain he felt when he hit the stone bricks with his knuckles.

The difference was that this time, it was all his bones that were shattered! They were all turning into powder in an incredible way!!

He vaguely saw that his flesh and blood... were turning into liquid in a strange way. He could even see the liquid composed of his flesh and blood slowly appearing in front of his eyes in the form of lines...

Huh… Huh… Huh…

His breathing gradually weakened...

Death...I'm going to die?

Did he die in such a strange posture?

For some reason, Lu Yanxu felt that the scene before his eyes overlapped with something, just like the hippocampus effect in his previous life...

Now he couldn't tell which was reality and which was a dream. Or rather... both were realities, but one had already happened, and the other was happening now!

Just when Lu Yanxu felt that he was really going to die, the water in front of him stopped moving, and the pure white mist shrank suddenly like a mouse encountering a cat.

He could feel the pain in his body subsiding, his strength returning, and his consciousness returning to his body.

He couldn't help but clench his fists and felt his own existence again. At this moment, he unexpectedly looked down and saw a pair of slender arms as white as jade wrapped around his chest.

He was very familiar with this arm. It was the hand he played with every day, so how could he not recognize it?

"Qi'er?!"

He turned around suddenly and saw the smile that he had been thinking about day and night, as bright as the spring breeze.

"Wife~ You're finally here! Your husband was beaten so badly!!!"

Lu Yanxu burst into tears immediately. After experiencing a fear worse than death, this boy in his forties couldn't help but burst into tears.

He hugged the beautiful figure that was shining with a faint light and cried. It took him a long time to realize that something was wrong.

"Hiccup! Wife, why don't you answer me?!"

When he looked up, he found that his wife was still smiling. He seemed to have no consciousness and kept a mask-like expression.

However, at the same time when Lu Yanxu discovered it, the figure seemed to have been powered on, and his expression immediately became cold.

"How dare you! How dare you touch my husband!!"

Tang Qi's radiant figure suddenly hugged Lu Yanxu's waist and pressed his face against his soft chest. In a half-hug position, with a domineering attitude, he stood here heroically like a peerless god of war!

The white mist that had just been so majestic, so strange, and brought death to Lu Yanxu, was like a turtle that had retracted into its shell, tightly holding the pure white mist. It became a layer of skin as thin as silk and covered the surface of the negative aggregate.

Lu Yanxu was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic!

"Haha! You weird guy, you finally got what you deserved! I told you not to bully me, now my wife will punish you!!"

As if to prove Lu Yanxu's words, Tang Qi's domineering figure suddenly swooped down. Lu Yanxu only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and he came to the nameless white ball.

He saw his wife's jade-white hands open and close like a blooming orchid.

The white mass seemed to have been kneaded at will. Just after being touched by his wife's hand, it was squeezed into a strange shape. Then, as if under some unknown pressure, it exploded from the center like a visible gas and then dissipated without a trace.

From beginning to end, the white ball did not make any sound. But Lu Yanxu could faintly hear its scream, which was as complicated as that of the negative aggregate.

It sounded like a child, or a boy, but if you listened carefully it sounded like a woman's wailing...

Noisy, weird and creepy!

Lu Yanxu got goose bumps all over his body and broke out in a cold sweat. When Lu Yanxu came to his senses, Tang Qi had already disappeared.

What else did he not understand at this moment? This was his wife's divine consciousness or the magic of splitting the spirit to save his life.