Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

Lan Yue'er's body shook, her face was a little abnormal stiffness, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her voice carried a trill, and she said word by word: "He... When?"

Lan Liangliang's eyes were serious: "Tomorrow!"

Lan Yue'er's heart beat faster, lowered her head, her fists couldn't help but clench, her inner emotions were complicated, and when she raised her head, her eyes were already red, staring at her brother's eyes.

"Brother... Or...... Or..." Lan Yue'er's voice was a little hoarse, "Or forget it." "

Lan Liangliang was slightly stunned, and then with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were filled with a pampered look, patted her head, and smiled comfortingly: "What a stupid thing to say! Half a year of planning, hard work, all efforts, just for today, so easy to give up." "

Lan Liangliang saw his sister's concern, and whispered: "Don't worry, everything is arranged, there will be no accidents, and your brother and I will do things that I am not sure of? "

A touch of emotion flashed on Lan Yue'er's face, but she still said anxiously: "But brother, once this matter is found out by Rongdengdanfang, the matter is reported to Wang Teng Xingting, and the chief instructor responsible for managing this matter will inevitably be furious, once held accountable, the entire Rongdengdanfang will be shaken, we we..."

The more Lan Yue'er spoke, the more worried and scared she became, and her face gradually turned pale.

Not to mention the chief instructor of Wang Teng Xingting, even the students of Wang Teng Xingting have a prominent status and great power, countless people have to be stammered, and they are geniuses of a strong race.

Traveling outside, it is the ancient son of heaven traveling, majestic.

What's more, the instructor, placed outside, is comparable to the identity of the general person in charge of the Danfang, with a high position and high power, and ordinary people cannot be contacted for a lifetime.

As for the level of the chief instructor, it is even more terrifying, a word can lead the storm, change the situation, can determine life and death, it is Yan Wang Ye, let you die three times, you can't live for four days.

Once the chief instructor is angry, comparable to the anger of the galaxy emperor, the matter has broken the sky, and the races behind them can't hold back, they will dissociate themselves from them, sell planets, offer resources, and apologize.

In an instant, Lan Liangliang's face instantly turned pale, his breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

But the next moment, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, his eyes became extremely firm, and he looked at his sister cautiously: "Yue'er, you heard brother say, this matter is absolutely seamless, and there will definitely be no accident." "

"I have already dotted up and down, personally out of the horse, and this time, there are many secondary goods, even if I investigate, I will not suspect me at the first time, I have enough ways to deal with it, you can rest assured!"

Lan Yue'er was still worried and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lan Liangliang again: "Sister, this is our last chance, we can't miss it anymore, listen to brother." "

Looking at his brother's resolute eyes, he opened his mouth, and finally sighed, and his tense body slowly relaxed.

At the same time, in the next room, Jiao also hung a smile.

Under his writing, a complex text constantly emerges.

One by one, the words are combined with each other to form the hierarchy of the origin formula, like a gear chain, one by one, meshing together to produce new meanings.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, the third stage of all things is the chapter of benevolence.

They are not just lines of words, they are beating lives, they have their own independent lives, and they are born in this new world like newborn children.

Curious, observing the world.

And with observation and thinking, each row and column of combined text is growing, and as it grows, it gradually produces a trace of spirituality and becomes mysterious.

Jiang Yuan wrote wantonly, and the words opened and closed.

In the world of words, he is the ruler, the supreme emperor, the ruler of all, the creator, the creation of the world, the birth of life, high above, looking down on everything.

His heart, full of benevolence, is imperial benevolence.

Looking at their courtiers and people, understanding the bittersweet and bitter of their lives, feeling the vicissitudes of the world, and looking at 10,000 years, traversing the long river of life.

This is the third stage of the Book of All Things... Benevolence......

Unconsciously, all the cells in Jiang Yuan's body began to vibrate, not scattered and swimming around, but began to sort in an orderly manner.

Cells one by one, like an army, are lined up in rows, layer by layer, orderly forming a team, moving in blood vessels, in the body, in any corner.

No more alone, more efficient, faster, working collectively, more orderly, and not chaotic.

Without noticing, the dark matter invisible to the naked eye is pulled over by the cells, evenly distributed, and after the first batch of phagocytosis, it immediately retreats, and the second batch of cells steps forward in an orderly manner to continue to swallow.

In this way, all cells progress together, grow together, and bridge the slight gap between each other.

At once balanced, Jiang Yuan felt that his brain was suddenly clear and faster, as if in the ancient speech, the six veins of Ren Du were penetrated.

Soon, he put down the pen and waved it casually, and the golden words on the paper, densely packed, all shook, as if they had been given life, and swayed one by one and climbed up.

For example, the word big, the text two toes step on the paper, step by step, childlike, cheerful, the left horizontal, grabbed Jiang Yuan's thumb, posture, jumped up at once, flipped over in the air.

Landed firmly in the palm of Jiang Yuan's hand, and even took a pose, knelt on one knee, dashingly touched the top of his head, and looked at Jiang Yuan's mouth with a hint of a smile.

Soon, the big word slowly fell into Jiang Yuan's palm, turned into a golden light, went straight up, rushed to the center of the eyebrows, and condensed the third stage of all things.

Immediately afterwards, one by one, each with its own characteristics, there is a daughter's posture, twisting and pinching, shy, light steps, coming to Jiang Yuan's palm, and slightly bending down to salute, very restrained.

There were also words that grinned greatly, helplessly, very proud to come to Jiang Yuan's palm, nodded slightly, and fell into the palm and disappeared.

There are more words, exuding an atmosphere like nobles, followed by a group of words, nodding and bowing, the prince travels like a prince, and the servants come and go, hugging him. _

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