Earth lineage.
When Marquis Wuming said these words, Qin Lang couldn't help but admire his breadth of mind. Qin Lang himself was somewhat lacking in this aspect. He had never been able to treat all the races of the world as one. He could only treat all of Hua Xia as one. He couldn't do anything else no matter what.
It went in? Strong invasion? Polypus? Spasmodically convulsed? Luo Ge Huan? U Wei Yi??? Song Zhang Yi? Jia? Polypus? That honest man shines and recites the sandwiches? Ji? Zhang Yi Ta Fang Mei Huai Yi? Line Quail Wo O Mei Hao Hu Chu? Line Quail Wei Tuo O Men Zhuo? Qilin Lan Yong Yi Yi Xin Ren Le Sole? Qilin Huang Qiao? Muren Le Ao?
The only one who could save you was yourself.
After talking with Marquis Wuming, Qin Lang entered the vast desert of the New Dimensional Zone alone.
Qin Lang's Seed of Divinity was comprehended from the living beings in the desert. The difference was that Qin Lang had comprehended it through his mind, but this time, Qin Lang comprehended it through his own body. He walked in barefoot alone.
It was already winter.
The situation was completely different from a few months ago. The temperature had dropped to about -20 degrees Celsius. Qin Lang felt like he was walking on an ice field.
However, even in the bitter cold of winter, the breath of life had not disappeared. Qin Lang could clearly sense the tenacious plants around him. They hid their vitality in their trunks and roots, waiting for the arrival of warm spring, and then desperately released their breath of life.
Similarly, the animals and insects had also prepared their winter supplies. They either stored enough fat for their bodies, left a lot of food in their caves, or died directly and left their remains as the first food for their descendants.
Life did not only consist of two states: life and death.
Life took on different forms in different seasons.
Although the Seed of Divinity in Qin Lang's body had "taken root and sprouted," it still needed thunder and rain, and it also needed to experience four seasons before it could truly become a towering tree.
Stepping into the Tao Insight Realm was just opening the door to another level. It was just a new beginning.
The godhood seed that Hua Xia's will had given Qin Lang contained a lot of information. What Qin Lang had learned so far was just a drop in the ocean.
Qin Lang had come to realize that the godhood seed given to him by the will of the land by Hua Xia didn't just contain the quintessence of the martial dao, it also contained the quintessence of other types of cultivation, including the dao of witchcraft, truth cultivation, the dao of devils, the dao of gods, and more.
Because the Land of Hua Xia was an extremely ancient piece of land, the will of the land was naturally extremely ancient as well. It had experienced countless years, even the prehistoric era. That was an era where experts were as common as clouds, giving birth to countless terrifyingly powerful creatures.
Martial dao cultivators were just one of the countless cultivators that had existed in the Land of Hua Xia. Moreover, Qin Lang hadn't reached the pinnacle of martial dao cultivation yet, so he naturally couldn't completely integrate the godhood seed into his body.
Only when Qin Lang completely integrated the quintessence of the godhood seed would he be able to become a true god.
This time, Qin Lang entered the desert of the New Dimensional Zone alone just to further understand more about the mysteries of the godhood seed.
In the middle of winter, there was no one else except for Qin Lang in this desert. When Qin Lang held his breath and entered a meditative state, the entire world seemed to have become silent. Even his own breathing didn't seem to exist.
However, under the sand, the power of life was still continuing. Qin Lang's mental energy spread out like a huge spider web, constantly capturing the aura of life and comprehending the greatness of life.
Comprehending life was also comprehending oneself.
After an unknown period of time, it started to snow.
The snow in the middle of winter was really one disaster after another. The biting cold would reap even more lives. However, the creatures in the desert were actually excited and grateful for this sudden snow. This was because snow meant moisture, and moisture meant vigorous life. As long as they could survive this winter, there would definitely be more vigorous life blooming in this desert next year.
At this moment, Qin Lang seemed to have sensed something, and a sentence flashed in his mind:
"What is heaven and earth? Heaven and earth are the reverse journeys of time. What is time? Time is the passing traveler of a hundred generations. How much joy is a fleeting life like a dream? "
In that instant of comprehension, Qin Lang once again sensed the will of the Land of Hua Xia. This time, Qin Lang didn't deliberately communicate with the will of the Land of Hua Xia, but he still sensed its existence.
Fleeting life like a dream, how much joy is it? Like the morning dew, how much bitterness is it?
Mortals always sighed about heaven and earth and what time was, but they didn't know that they were between heaven and earth, and that they were a part of heaven and earth and time.
The will of the Land of Hua Xia had always existed on this land, but there were only a few creatures who could sense its existence.
When Qin Lang sensed the will of the Land of Hua Xia, the "communication" between the two of them naturally occurred. In Qin Lang's spiritual world, there was once again a lot of information. He sensed that his Godhood began to become more powerful. However, the strength of the Godhood didn't mean that he was powerful. Only when he completely integrated the information and essence with his body could he obtain greater power.
It was just like when a person obtained a heavenly book, they would naturally have the foundation to obtain great power. However, if they couldn't comprehend the essence of the heavenly book, then their power wouldn't change.
The communication between the wills of the Land of Hua Xia and Qin Lang seemed to have happened in the blink of an eye, but it also seemed like a very long time had passed. Qin Lang knew that this should be an illusion. Perhaps it was because the information transmitted by the will of the Land of Hua Xia was too great, giving Qin Lang this illusion.
However, when the "communication" between the two of them ended, Qin Lang discovered that this snowstorm had already ended. Although there was a sun in the sky, it felt abnormally far away. The ice and snow on the ground hadn't melted at all.
Qin Lang returned to the ninth district of the Xinwei military.
Afterwards, Qin Lang gathered everyone for a meeting. The topic of the meeting was the division of power in the netherworld.
The plan Qin Lang gave was extremely clear and precise: one faction would have a city of the dead!
Although the current Dragon Snake troops only had White Yin City and Zhuang Qian? Zhuang Qian? Zhuang Qian? Jia? Lao Juan Feng Lan Qian Xingxie Bo? Ring Twisting Screen σ Huan Qi Sheath? Huang Qian Xingxie Bo?
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