The sixth century.
Gatha sat on the throne again.
All the ants on the table had learned to stand upright.
They even began to learn to walk upright, freeing up their limbs and began to make tools.
Their bodies were extremely strong. As their souls seeped into their bodies again and again, coupled with the training, they began to mutate.
And Gatha was at the forefront!
Its body was incomparably fit and beautiful. As it stood upright, the hindering giant ant tail began to shrink. As it walked upright, it even had the proportions of a human body. Countless red armor covered its body, vaguely beginning to crack, revealing the strong muscles inside. It was like a creature with the head of an ant and the body of a human wearing armor.
"This is a Demon King!"
This term vaguely appeared in Fu Qingjun's mind.
However, at this time, the entire basic stance training was basically completed.
After all, it was extremely easy to get started with the basics. All the ants below, without any techniques to cultivate, entered a state of idleness.
For a moment, Gatha began to panic.
"The God-given ancient book has …"
"Now that the living beings are physically strong, if God descends again and gives us the ancient book, we might be able to …" Gatha took a deep breath, but his eyes were firm as he looked at all the people below.
Did he have to tell them that God had long abandoned them?
He had already done something that God would never forgive. Had he written that blasphemous slate?
No!
He clearly knew what kind of collapse it would mean to lose faith.
"Since God does not care for me, I shall be the new God. With a mortal body, I shall carry out God's actions, shoulder God's responsibility, and lead the living beings on earth to glory …"
Using the wisdom of living beings to replace God's responsibility and lead the living beings on earth. What a crazy idea!
If God knew about this, he would definitely be laughed at, right?
But he had no other choice. There was no way out. Civilization could no longer rely on God in the sky. It could only rely on itself.
But only he knew how ignorant and arrogant it was to think of himself as God …
Just by looking at this God-given ancient book, he knew that it was extremely concise, but it contained endless changes.
Just the posture alone required training from posture, movement, mind, and breathing. The current him could not even reach a billionth of God's knowledge, could he?
He could only choose to expand the population.
He chose to mate with a mature ant queen that had also transformed.
At the same time, he did not want his people to be idle …
"History is a record of wisdom!"
"Wisdom condenses into knowledge, and history carries knowledge. Now we are building statues of our past."
He suddenly said.
He wanted to record down the Crouching Lion Stance from the ancient books.
The gigantic crouching lion stood beside the golden pagoda. This was to let the future generations know that this crouching posture was a sign of them walking upright!
Boom!
The huge construction project began.
Countless antmen began to dig up the wooden blocks on the surface of the ground. Without a teacher, they learned mortise and tenon structures and built huge statues.
A giant statue with the body of a lion and the face of an ant crawled on the side of the inverted mountain, its eyes overlooking the world, full of dignity and boldness. It had the face of Gatha.
This was the statue of the God of Wisdom.
This became the spiritual belief that supported the entire civilization.
Countless creatures wrote songs of praise for Gatha, composing stone slabs to praise his greatness. This was the reincarnation of a god, and under his leadership, they would surely walk towards glory!
— — no one knew about Gatha's covert actions as a fake God, only his greatness and knowledge were recorded.
The 7th century.
Fu Qingjun woke up in the morning and was surprised to see the second generation of ants appearing. They were already very different from the first generation, but due to genetic instability, most of them died, leaving only three alive.
But he still filled their souls and began to make breakfast.
"Hope!"
Gatha was overjoyed, raising his arms high up to greet them.
These were his children, three young ants, each with the ability to enter the Sunflower Dormancy.
He carefully nurtured them, but unfortunately, due to their birth defects, two of them died prematurely, and the remaining one was also weak and sickly.
"Impossible, impossible … why can't I find a race with eternal life?" He was completely impatient. Having lived alone for countless eras and witnessed the development of civilization, Gatha was already extremely lonely.
He only wanted his people to be like him, to be able to continue living.
To be able to break free from the God's teachings of being at the bottom of all things, a place without wisdom, and become a true life, able to laugh, be sad, deceive, and think with wisdom, how blissful would that be?
"There must be a sound way for me to transcend, for the entire race to transcend." His heart seemed to be possessed, and he clearly felt that he did not have much time left.
Even if he could prolong his life, it did not mean that his soul had truly fused with the body.
Even in a dormant state, his soul lifespan was only seven times that of a normal ant.
"I will authorize my son, the second generation Pharaoh Lakas, to manage the entire Sunflower Dynasty."
At the last moment, he decided to hand over the throne to his young son who had just been born.
Although his son lacked wisdom, he could enter a dormant coffin, and he could continue to travel to the distant future, ruling the people of the land.
He focused on researching his future path, new martial arts, and wanted to find a way for his soul to not be able to accommodate the tiny body.
"This is my life."
He sat on the Sunflower Throne and looked down at the entire land.
Countless houses.
A huge lion statue.
The Eye of Horace.
He looked up at the morning sun again.
"It's a pity that I can only understand the surface of wisdom, but I can't truly possess great wisdom and find our future path … It seems glorious, but it has already stagnated. What awaits us is only death."
At this moment, he entered the coffin in loneliness and went into seclusion. He planned to find the future path after basic pole-standing.
This great hero of the ant race fell into a long slumber. He integrated all the knowledge he had comprehended, gathered everything he had comprehended, and searched for a dual martial art that could train his body and will.
The eighth century.
The Sunflower Dynasty had a second living being, the second generation Pharaoh Lakas.
He woke up from the Sun Coffin, and he respected his father's will greatly. He began to rule the people of the land.
However, although he lacked wisdom, he could still be considered to be in line with the rules.
In the ninth century, living beings were reborn. The second generation Pharaoh woke up from the Ancient Sun Coffin again and came to this era to rule the world.
"I see the path of the future!" In the Sunflower Dynasty, Gatha roared angrily. He walked out of the coffin, having already comprehended the martial arts above basic pole-standing. At the same time, he tempered his body and soul, but he focused more on the compression and storage of the soul. He trained his brain's meditation martial arts, allowing him to extend his lifespan.
And this was not the only good news.
The second generation Pharaoh Lakas was mediocre, but he liked to have crazy children with the queen ant. He gave birth to the third generation of red ants.
Unlike ordinary ants, Gatha's descendants all had the ability to extend their lifespans in the Sunflower Dynasty.
Gatha liked the third generation's son, Tuji, very much. He directly chased the second generation Pharaoh Lakas down from the throne and let him ascend the throne.
Although Tuji's martial arts cultivation was not good, he was better at controlling the people of the land.
The entire huge flower pot was carved with the Eye of Horace, and it was called the Olympico Divine Mountain. The sun on it slept with the pharaohs who could live to the future generations, and the people were not allowed to enter.
Therefore, the people began to understand: there was a hierarchy when they were born!! The incarnation of the God of Wisdom, Gatha, gave birth to children who were destined to be kings of the past. They could sleep in the Sun Coffin and live to the future of every era!
And when Fu Qingjun came back from cooking, he was completely shocked when he saw the self-proclaimed highly-developed divine monarchical civilization on the table.
Especially when he saw the "Sun God's Canon" that Gatha opened up. It actually opened up a martial art that compressed the soul and trained the body?
The entire table had only been there for a few days, but it had already become a small world of its own.
"Maybe I can learn it too? After all, their brains are also small, and their huge souls can't contain it … "
Fu Qingjun looked down at the ant civilization on the table, and an incredible thought burst out in his mind. "If I cultivate the soul cultivation system that they opened up, I can perfectly solve the problem of headaches!"
The problem of headaches had always been a serious problem.
"This demon kingdom is deducing this cultivation system, and it can compress the huge souls into the brain. They are the pioneers … I can follow and cultivate behind them!" Fu Qingjun was instantly curious. He sat on the chair and looked, full of shock and joy. "They will open up a unique cultivation path for me!"
The tenth century.
Gatha had completely encountered the bottleneck of the second stage in opening up the Sun God Temple.
He had studied the knowledge of the soul, and there were no obstacles. However, in terms of physical growth, he needed to crazily stimulate and temper his body.
He tried to hit it with a rod, but the effect was minimal.
He was unable to break through to the next realm, and felt that he was once again falling into the vortex of death.
Gatha, who was completely out of ideas, could only choose the once extremely foolish method, which was to once again lead the generations of pharaohs to prostrate on the Olympico Divine Mountain, and worship the pair of eyes of Horace.
"Great Horace, who contains endless knowledge, Gatha has finally understood what wisdom is, and has also found his own wisdom, and passed the test of wisdom. I beg for your forgiveness, and I beg to see you again!"
The voice faded.
It was completely silent, and there was no sound at all.
There was no response from the sky. Gatha had been leading all the people to prostrate on the ground, and did not get up at all.
Gatha did not know if he would be forgiven for pretending to be a god, and could only persist …
"He wants to make something to temper his body? I know this, he wants to train internally and externally. "Fu Qingjun looked at them quietly, and suddenly walked to the kitchen to take out the ingredients for the ant wine.
After a long time, a vast and dignified voice suddenly came from the sky.
"The living beings of the earth have committed the most heinous sins. If you want to wash away your sins, you should accept the torture of suffering."
Fu Qingjun placed a plate of medicinal ingredients on the table, and a small red-hot plate filled with sand. Finally, he placed a plate of white wine. "This is a long bridge. Walk through the three trials of God alive, and you will be able to wash away your sins."
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