Quick Travel Plane Development Notes

"I became a soul ecstasy."

Cheng Wu's soul body became more solid, and her clothes changed into ancient official uniforms. She was very pleasantly surprised, "It turns out that the underworld is connected to more than one world." The area she is in charge of is in other worlds.

Yu Hua inspected Cheng Wu's soul body again, and the original soul was a little more generated due to the rules, and it was still far from being complete.

The same source, the source of the soul is the soul of the human being, born with it, and everyone has it. And merit, the power of faith, is a good thing that everyone wants, and they may not be able to get it even if they work hard.

It seems that the two sources of merit and the power of faith are superior, but these two ways of heaven can be given to the human body, but they cannot be directly given to the source of the soul.

The origin of the intelligent soul is evolved through hundreds of millions of years.

This made Xihua feel lucky that she didn't artificially help Cheng Wu make up for it. If she made a move, it might be a disservice.

Seeing that Yuhua didn't speak, Cheng Wu said reluctantly, "Are you leaving?" Can you not leave... She didn't say this sentence.

After receiving the priesthood inheritance, Cheng Wu vaguely felt that the system was not just a high-tech product.

Her other life had just started, and it would have been nice if the system could still be by her side. She didn't want anything more from the system, but she couldn't bear to part with it.

"Yeah." Yu Hua left incognito, leaving behind a sentence, "The system space is for you." Cheng Wu's soul imprint was left in the system space, and Yu Hua lazily erased it, leaving it to Cheng Wu.

Cheng Wu stared at the place where the system disappeared for a while.

A door opened in front of her, and it was the underworld that attracted her. She put away the system space and stepped into the door.

Seeing many souls, Cheng Wu knew that this time she really came to the underworld.

...

Returning to the original body, Yuhua inspected his own plane. In the living world, the soul is still in the initial stage of ripples, and it is still too early to evolve into a formed soul.

Rules produce sections of ripples, and sections of ripples carry rules.

Sections of ripples carrying different rules, combined in different combinations, are the origin of the soul.

He can perceive the generation and disappearance of each ripple, and can know which rule and how each ripple comes from.

Occasionally, there is an aggregate composed of ripples that shows signs of evolution. He only needs to push it a little, and this aggregate can exist for a longer time, but he does not make any push, just quietly watching this aggregate disperse into fragments Ripples, fade away.

Heaven is the Creator, but not the Creator.

The way of heaven is the integration of rules, and the rules create all things, but the way of heaven cannot directly create everything.

Even if he could, he wouldn't do it.

So he only perfected and added his own rules, allowing everything in the plane to evolve by itself according to the rules.

The plane is placed here, whether there is a living being or not is his body state, no one likes it or not.

Xi Hua fell into a deep sleep again.

...

"An'an, Ningning, finish your meal soon." Xiao Lan took out two bowls of noodles and put them on the dining table, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was almost six o'clock, and her brows were full of anxiety, "You guys Hurry up and eat, two."

"Here I am." A girl who looked about eight or nine years old agreed, ran out of the room, turned her head and shouted into the room, "Xiao Ning, hurry up."

A boy who was slightly shorter than the girl and looked very similar ran out of the house after her.

The two children sat at the dining table, and both sniffed, "It smells so good."

Cut into inch-long shredded pork, wrapped in starch and fried Hongliang, white hand-rolled noodles, black fungus, yellowish day lily, emerald green onion, red pepper, combined together, it becomes a bowl of color. Shredded pork noodles with excellent flavor.

Xiao Lan looked around the door a few times, and urged the two children, "Hurry up and eat."

She came back late today, cooking for Xiao An and Xiao Ning in a hurry, and it's still up to now.

"Hey." Xiao An and Xiao Ning agreed, picked up the chopsticks from the table and started to eat.

The freshly served noodles were a bit hot, and the two of them picked up the noodles and sucked them into their mouths while blowing.

"It's delicious." Xiao Ning slipped a pinch of noodles into his mouth, and said while chewing, "I wish I could eat it every day."

Xiao An frowned, "Don't talk." Without stopping for a moment, he picked up a large handful of noodles and ate them.

Xiao Ning didn't speak anymore, only the sound of two people eating noodles was left in the room.

Seeing Xiao An and Xiao Ning's delicious food, Xiao Lan couldn't help but smile.

Shredded pork noodles are her favorite dish, and she is very happy if her younger sister and younger brother like it.

Her smile froze suddenly, remembering that she forgot to open the window to diffuse the smell, and it would be troublesome for Fan Hongliang to smell it.

She hurriedly opened the door connecting the living room to the balcony outside, then ran into the kitchen, opened the window of the kitchen, and washed all the used pots and chopping boards by the way.

After tidying up, the smell in the kitchen was almost gone, but Xiao Lan was not very happy, sighed, picked up the spatula and hung it on the hook above the sink.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door with a key came.

The door is an anti-theft door made of iron, and the sound of opening the door with a key is always loud.

Xiao Lan's expression changed, he lost his grip on the spatula, and the spatula fell into the pool below, making a tinkling sound.

Fan Hongliang is back early!

"Boom!"

"Xiao Lan, open the door! Lock the door in broad daylight."

Xiao Lan ignored the spatula and ran out of the kitchen. She first looked at Xiao An and Xiao Ning. The two children held up their chopsticks. Xiao Ning's chopsticks still had a piece of shredded meat in them. Neither of them continued to eat. His body shrank obviously, and he looked at Xiao Lan in horror.

Xiao Lan was distressed and sad, and said quickly, "You two, go back to the house with the bowls to eat, hurry up, go in and lock the door."

Xiao An, Xiao Ning, and Xiao An panicked and ran into the house with their bowls in their hands.

"Boom! Boom!" The people outside banged on the door impatiently, "Open the door if you don't die!"

Seeing Xiao An and Xiao An enter the room, Xiao Lan hurried to open the door. Just as the lock was unscrewed, the door was pulled open vigorously.

The one who came in first kicked Xiao Lan's lower abdomen suddenly. Xiao Lan was kicked from the door to the side of the sofa and fell down. A chair fell in the middle, and her head hit the armrest of the sofa.

"Boom!" Fan Hongliang slammed the door shut after entering, with a look of hostility on his face, "Dare to lock me out, Xiao Lan, you want to court death, don't you?"

He went over and kicked Xiao Lan's thigh again.

Xiao Lan shuddered in pain, but didn't cry out. No matter how painful she was, she dared not make a sound. If she made a sound, it would attract more beatings.

Fan Hongliang twitched his nose, "Okay, let me tell you why you locked the door in broad daylight, and you gave those two brats meat to eat. It's the wrong way for you."

He stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Lan and slapped Xiao Lan five or six times across the face.