Made by God

Now that he has identified each other, Qi Ze explained his origins in detail, opened his personal space, and led Yan Junyu to the stone stele where the Supreme Profound God built the sect, and said, "This was originally the Jiuding Hall where my Supreme Profound God built the sect. , Stored the fate cards of all the disciples of our sect. Look there," he pointed to the wall behind the stone tablet, "the fate cards are hung there, and each piece represents a child of the sect. The fate cards are there, and the children are there. , The life card is broken, and the children will die. At its peak, our clan had more than 223,000 children, but now I am the only one left."

Although Yan Junyu had already guessed the arrival of the boy, he felt completely different when he heard him personally. He walked closer and carefully looked at the lonely life card hanging high on the wall, and his mood was unspeakably heavy.

"If you let someone else take this card of life, will it have an adverse effect on you?" he asked.

"No. This life card only marks my status. If I am injured, it will crack, and if I die, it will shatter into dust. If I drop my blood into this life card, it will still Use it to find my position..."

Before Qi Ze finished speaking, Yan Junyu threw out a vine, rolled the card of life into his own hand, and laughed, "Give me this card of life? It's too lonely, you can make one for me, too. We make a pair and keep each other."

Qi Ze was warm in his heart, and even nodded, "Okay, I'll make one for you later. Come," he took Yan Junyu to the stone tablet, "My elders and brothers are gone. No one can hold my wedding ceremony, so how about we kowtow three heads to this monument and make an oath?"

"Okay." Yan Junyu added, "but after going back, you still have to go to the Civil Affairs Department to register, and then post a notice to the entire galaxy."

"Of course." Qi Ze pulled him to his knees, kowtowed three times cautiously, and ordered, "When I say something, you will read a word, and after reading it, we will be the companions who will stay together for life. I, Yan Junyu, swear here. , I am willing to form a Taoist couple with Qi Ze, and we will help each other in this life and this life, and will never leave. If you violate your oath, you will be thundered and destroyed."

Yan Junyu did not hesitate to read it again, and Qi Ze's solemn expression relaxed, and he explained, "Don't blame me for letting you make a poisonous oath. To me, since I recognize each other, it is a lifetime thing, even if You are the first to turn your back on, and I will not let you go. I will kill you and make you a puppet, imprisoned by your side forever. Are you afraid?"

Yan Junyu touched his cheek and said softly, "Don't be afraid. First, I will never betray you; second, if I leave the world one step ahead of you, I hope you can make me a puppet and continue to accompany you. I remember There is an old saying that goes like this-his arsenic, my honey. To others you may be a poison, but to me you are the sweetest honey."

Qi Ze was very satisfied, but he hummed on his face, "You explain to me, why did I become a poison?"

"You have to find Mu Feixing to explain this sentence, he has the most say." Yan Junyu pinched the young man's lips.

Qi Ze bared his teeth and bit, and his cute appearance made Yan Junyu laugh again and again. When he closed his smile, Qi Ze said word by word, "I, Qi Ze, swear here that I am willing to become a Taoist couple with Yan Junyu. All will be destroyed." At the end, Yan Junyu was caught, and he kowtowed again.

In the hall, there was neither laugh nor congratulations from the same door, nor ardent advice from the elders, only a blank space. Qi Ze straightened up and looked at the stone tablet with red eyes, a sudden surge of regret in his heart. It would be fine if the father was here, and his elderly would definitely want to see with his own eyes the mate chosen by his son.

Yan Junyu sensed his low mood and pretended to say lightly, "I didn't expect that the people at your place are practicing even making love, and even compiled instruction books. No wonder the strength is much higher than ours. Don't worry, I will study hard. I will never disappoint you."

"How can you say this in front of the stele?" Qi Ze immediately forgot his sadness and reached out to plug the man's mouth.

Yan Junyu had already opened his arms and waited for him to throw himself into the snare. The two had a fuss for a while, and then they kissed each other. The movements were light and slow, full of cherishment. To this day, they have suffered too much, and they have experienced too much life and death, and they understand the meaning of living in the present better than anyone.

After kissing intermittently for more than ten minutes, Yan Junyu carried the distracted teenager into the bedroom and ate a clean meal inside and out.

Qi Ze felt that his brain must have been flooded at the beginning. What kind of Gu is not good for raising, but he has a tentacle system! As we all know, the place where the Tentacle System can best exert its combat effectiveness is not the front line, but the kingsize bed! This is his vivid portrayal of accidentally tired and broken waist.

"No, I really can't stand it anymore." He pulled out the small vine that had slipped into his crotch.

Yan Junyu smiled lowly, "It's okay, I let it secrete mucus to help you heal it."

"No, please don't use it for such a nasty thing, okay? You tarnished the dignity of an immortal Gu!" Qi Zeyi reprimanded.

Yan Junyu laughed loudly, took the teenager who was trying to escape from him into his arms, softly soothed, "Okay, don't run, I promise not to touch you again. My dear, you are so passionate, and you vented it four times. You look so beautiful in absent-mindedness, I can't help it, so I didn't use those double cultivation techniques. Later I will read the book several times carefully, and then I will learn it again."

"Stop talking, I beg you!" Qi Ze got under the pillow, groaning in pain. Is it shameful to vent four times? It is shameful to grow 10,000 chickens!

Yan Junyu smiled more openly, patted the boy's straight buttocks gently, and teased, "Even if you want to hide, you should hide under the quilt. What do you just show a small butt? Do you want to seduce me? Okay, then I Just started eating..."

Qi Ze couldn't bear it. He quickly got out from under the pillow, lifted the quilt to trap the person, and punched him. Whoever said Yan Junyu was a serious and rigid veteran cadre, he would be anxious!

The two were arguing, and there was a strange wave in the folding space. Qi Ze immediately put on his clothes and ran to the hall to check, only to see a magic circle shining with golden light slowly rising up with a stone tablet as the center. Some lines were clearly visible, and some lines were still blurred.

"What is this?" Yan Junyu rushed over afterwards with a solemn expression.

"Sacrifice array." Qi Ze let out a suffocating breath.

"what's the effect?"

"Strengthen the boundary monument with the power of the soul." Qi Ze further explained, "I forgot to tell you that this monument is the boundary monument of my Supreme Profound God's creation of the sect. It was originally erected at the front of the guardian formation. After being repaired by several swords with ten thousand swords to break the law, the power was lost, and the sect was also destroyed. In my hometown, every sect has such a boundary marker, and they bear the responsibility of guarding one side. If the power of the boundary marker is weakened When the sect arrives at the moment of life and death, one or more extraordinary sect elders will set up a sacrificial circle to fill up the shortcomings of the boundary monument with the power of their own souls, and make it solid again."

"You want to sacrifice?" Yan Junyu's face turned green.

"It's not me, it's Dr. Cullen and Mu Feixing. They are really examples of selfless dedication." Qi Ze walked around the circle and said, "This circle needs at least two souls to activate, and one soul is responsible for it. The formation, a soul is responsible for the dot formation, once the formation is opened, the souls of the surrounding people will be emptied to fill the boundary marker. You see, there are still a few lines here that have not been finished, and they are not effective at the moment."

"You mean, this circle was painted by Dr. Cullen? But why does it appear here?" Yan Junyu became more and more curious about Qi Ze's hometown.

"Because what I taught him was a shadow formation, and I set up a real formation here beforehand. The two formations use this boundary monument as the medium, and even if they are far away, they can interact with each other. Every major gate will always rise up. Protected by the ancestors of the realm, if they are willing after death, they can send the power of the soul into the lower realm and shelter future generations by deploying a shadow array." Qi Ze sighed, "The boundary monument of our Supreme Profound God has not been offered for a long time. I have sacrificed, this time thanks to Dr. Cullen and Mu Feixing."

Yan Junyu silently mourned the two men, and then looked at the formation of the formation with interest. You don't need to ask him to know that these lines from blurry to clear must have been carved out by Dr. Cullen. When they stood here and watched, Dr. Cullen must be very busy and very tired.

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The two guessed right, Dr. Cullen was focusing on carving patterns with a hammer in one hand and a chisel in the other. Even if he has an unforgettable memory, he has to look at the pictures every few minutes for fear of a slight mistake. In the process of carving, his weight dropped sharply, his mental energy was gradually exhausted, and his face was always glowing with an abnormal blue-gray color.

Kirkpo reminded him to pay attention to his body many times, but he failed to attract his attention. He thought this was a sequelae of losing the companion animal, so he sculpted the pattern more eagerly. If before coming to the Black Eye galaxy, he had only a curiosity about the words "resurrection from the dead", then now he attaches no less importance to this pattern than Mu Feixing.

After being severely injured by Yan Junyu, and even almost died, he realized how precious life is. He didn't want to die, let alone live with a weak body.

"If the experiment is successful, I will change my body." He said enthusiastically, "Kokpo, my body is already riddled with holes, and there is no cure at all. Even if you catch the spider for me, I am now The strength of his is completely unable to domesticate it. But no one can push me to a dead end, I will live forever, forever!"

"Yes, you will always live. You will become the only **** in the world." Kekebo piously said.

"Dr. Cullen, are you finished?" Mu Feixing appeared in the laboratory.

"You trash, do you dare to come?" Dr. Cullen said in a nasty voice.

"Sorry." Mu Feixing said dryly. He was held on the altar during his lifetime and after death, he couldn't adapt to this bad attitude at all.

"No, you don't have to say sorry." Dr. Cullen laughed intently, "You are my most precious experiment, how can I be angry with you? Mu, can you see it? I can do a few more pens. It’s over, and you can be resurrected soon."

"But Doctor, you promised that you would experiment with others first, and you won't let me try until the success rate reaches 100%." ​​Mu Feixing frowned, "Besides, I haven't found a suitable body yet."

"Experiment with others? You helped me find a soul."

"Wait a minute." Mu Feixing disappeared in place, turning back after a while, holding a strand of gray floc in his hand.

Seeing the flocculent, Dr. Cullen sneered, "Mu, this is the test product you found? If you let go, how long will it last? One hour? Two hours? No, no, it won’t last for even a minute. It will dissipate! Do you think it can wait until the pattern is completely lit? Do you think it can withstand the impact of the huge resurrection power? If this pattern cannot be recycled, it will be scrapped after one time. Can you take full responsibility? You Do you think it’s easy for me to squat on the ground every day and use my noble hands to sculpt patterns inch by inch? I’m exhausted, but you are relaxed on the Internet, ready to sit back and reap the benefits, you even have a bug Can't catch it! You trash! Trash! If you don't do the experiment, you will get out of it, forever!"

Dr. Cullen, who was still gentle in the last second, slammed the hammer and chisel in his hand at Mu Feixing in the next second, his hair was messy, his eyes were muddy, and he looked like a madman who was dying of illness.

"My lord, don't get excited." Kirkbo hugged him quickly and gently stroked his violently undulating chest.

Mu Feixing stood in place with embarrassment. If he could, he really wanted to leave, but he was reluctant to give up the chance of resurrection. This pattern is so complicated, so huge, so mysterious, and he has no entity, it is impossible to copy it, and I believe that no one except Dr. Cullen can do this. Even if Dr. Cullen is a moody lunatic, but he has the most rigorous scientific attitude. If it weren't for this, he would have left the carving of the pattern to the robot.

"If I can't find a suitable test product, of course I am willing to help you." Mu Feixing had to compromise.

"Who else is more suitable besides you? The thread of torn cotton in your hand?" Dr. Cullen smiled sarcastically, and finally retrieved the hammer and chisel, and continued to carve the pattern. Kirkpo followed him step by step, his eyes full of pity.

Mu Feixing stood there for a while before sneaking back to the database quietly. He released his hand, and the gray flocculent disappeared on its own, not to mention maintaining the human form, unable to stay for even a second. This is the strength of the soul of ordinary people, extremely fragile. If you experiment with this kind of soul, let alone a 100% success rate, I am afraid that it will not even reach 1%. He didn't want to be the first test product, it would be dangerous, but he couldn't find a better substitute than himself.

To be honest, in the Black Eye galaxy, no one has a stronger soul than him. He was originally a high-level mental power, and he spent hundreds of years in the mecha and the Internet, swallowing countless abilities and souls to have today. Dr. Cullen is a scientist who strives for excellence. With such a good experiment, how can he go to others?

Mu Feixing reluctantly discovered that if he didn't cooperate, he would surely annoy Dr. Cullen and lose the chance to resurrect.

After deliberation, the pattern was completed, and Dr. Cullen called all the employees and ordered them to set up monitors and testers. This experiment has trans-epochal significance, or it will produce a new form of life. With the pride and conceit of Dr. Cullen, how can it be recorded incompletely?

The originally empty laboratory was now full of people, and they all stared at the corpse in the center of the pattern.

Dr. Cullen looked at the memory chip carefully and determined the steps before he waved his hand, "Mu, you can go in."

"Who is that person?" Mu Feixing had to confirm his new identity first.

"A 3S-level gold type supernatural player with very good qualifications. If the experiment is successful, I can help you catch Casio. Okay, baby, don't dare anymore, go and welcome your freshman!" Dr. Cullen Can't wait to say.

Mu Feixing's lips moved, without saying anything after all, stepping into the pattern and slowly walking to the side of the corpse. As soon as he stood still, Dr. Cullen put his mental power into the battle eye, lighting up nine spars one by one. The pattern burst out with bright golden light, and then turned and twisted at an extremely fast speed, forming a black vortex, involving the corpse and Mu Feixing.

Dr. Cullen found something wrong almost immediately, and roared, "How could a whirlpool form? This does not match Qi Ze's memory! Stop, stop!" He wanted to remove the nine crystals, but he was running past one. He was instantly sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared, and the staff around him could hardly escape the same fate.

Everything happened so fast that Kirkpo had no time to catch Dr. Cullen. He immediately cast a teleportation technique to leave the spaceship, and returned after a few minutes. The laboratory was full of corpses, but the pattern twisted into a black whirlpool disappeared.

"My lord, you wake up!" He recognized Dr. Cullen at a glance, walked up to him and sniffed, and felt his pulse, his eyes were cracking. Dr. Cullen was dead, and although the body was still warm, his breath and heartbeat were long gone. In addition, the people on the entire spaceship were all dead. Some of them were chatting, some were eating, some were working out, and the stiff corpse maintained the same appearance as before, as if they were emptied of their souls in an instant. Only an empty shell is left as a decoration.

"It's Qi Ze! He killed my lord! Ahhhhh..." Kirkbo hugged Dr. Cullen's body tightly, and roared heartbreakingly. In any case, he couldn't think that Qi Ze would leave such a vicious ultimate move before he died. And now, he couldn't even find a target for revenge, because the man had already turned to ashes and he had thrown it away at will.

"Qi Ze! Qi Ze! Qi Ze..." He screamed the man's name frantically, wishing to go to hell, and then kill him a hundred times a thousand times.

At the same time, in the Jiuding Palace, a stream of living souls are continuously thrown into the boundary monument, repairing it covered with sword marks. Qi Ze looked at this scene with satisfaction, and finally took out a dementing bead and called, "Where is Dr. Cullen?" The circle did not move. He called again several times, only then saw a strand of black flocculation suddenly. Floating up and down, it was absorbed by the Soul Bead.

"This is Dr. Cullen?" Yan Junyu was stunned.

"Yes, it's him." Qi Ze walked out of the hall and said decisively, "Go to Casio."

"Why are you looking for him?" Yan Junyu followed afterwards.

"Look for him to extract Kulun's memory. The Kurt Empire is a veteran empire of the Black Eye Galaxy, shouldn't you have the technology in this area? It's a pity that I didn't learn soul searching, otherwise I can do it myself." The more I think about it, the more pity it becomes, Qi Ze Inevitably shook his head again and again. As for Mu Feixing, who was also ingested, he was completely left behind.

That person is only worthy of filling the sword marks, it is not worthy of him to take another look.

The Mozburg base was established by the royal family, and Casio was the most beloved son of Emperor Kurt, not one of them. After entering the base, Casio immediately took off his mask and recognized his father. The father and son talked about most of the night, and were about to go back to their rooms to rest, but heard that Master Qi and General Yan were here.

"Please come in!" The old emperor did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly went to meet him in person.

Casio was wearing an extremely luxurious dress and holding a gray jar in his arms. The whole person looked a bit contrary. He led the two friends into the inner room and helped his father to sit down. Then he asked, "What's wrong with you?" After the words came to mind, he hugged the jar tightly and begged, "Qi, it's not like let me help you raise the ball. The ball? You just let it stay. You see how well we get along, the ball likes me." As he said, he lifted a soft tentacle from the jar and stuck it to his cheek, pretending to be cute Puttered his mouth.

Qi Ze turned his head and couldn't bear to look directly.

The old emperor coughed awkwardly.

"The two distinguished guests must have something urgent to talk about when they come late at night?" He said gently.

"There is indeed an urgent matter." Qi Ze put the Dementor Orb on the table and said frankly, "This is the soul of Dr. Cullen, can you extract his memory? You should know that the infected person currently raging in the Black Eye Galaxy is He put it, he can make the virus, and it should be able to crack the virus. With the medicine, the current situation can be brought under control soon."

"This is the soul of Dr. Cullen?" The old emperor looked at the Dementor in awe. Dr. Cullen is acting high-profile, and the intelligence agencies of various countries have already detected his news, and naturally know who he is.

"He died? When did it happen?" After a surprise, the old emperor was overjoyed again.

Casio was so frightened that he couldn't hold the jar. Isn't Dr. Cullen very good? Why did he die suddenly? No, no, he must be dreaming!

"I just died. To tell you all, I have already planted a time bomb beside him. Now that the bomb is detonated, he is naturally dead." Qi Ze took out the Yin-Yang five-element plate from his Qiankun bag, adjusted it and took the picture. The soul orb is placed in the center of the plate, urging the spiritual energy to release the prohibition.

"Qi Ze, you count me!" Dr. Cullen's soul suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Qi Ze, but was blocked by an invisible wall. He immediately changed direction, but was blocked again, only to find that he was actually shrouded in an invisible cage, no different from his previous situation.

Qi Ze's methods are endless and vicious, where is his opponent? Only then did Dr. Cullen understand what fear is and what is undeniable.