"Brother Tian, you are also stupid, such a simple thing, you actually took half an hour, and you haven't learned ......"

"Brother Tian, give you another ten minutes, if you can't learn, we won't wait for you. ”

"Clumsy...... How many times have you let your consciousness control the power of creation, not your hands and feet. ”

"No, Brother Tian, you don't have talent, let's give up, I believe you're not here to take the author exam, goodbye, goodbye. ”

An hour later, Shan Xiaowu collapsed directly, I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such a stupid person.

In the end, she just waved away, it was useless to wait, and the others had already advanced for two hours, and if they didn't set off, the problem would be serious.

"We don't have time, Brother Tian, goodbye. Ye Meng glanced at Mo Tianzheng, waved his hand, and followed Shan Xiaowu to the sea.

"......" Tangerine looked left and right, a little embarrassed.

"You can go too. Mo Tianzheng shook his hand and let the orange flavor follow.

“...... Then, Brother Tian, take care. Tangerine hesitated, bit her lip, and chased after Shan Xiaowei.

"Am I really not talented?" Mo Tianzheng muttered and scratched the back of his head, although he usually heard others say this, but today I don't know how, I still feel a little unwilling in my heart.

"It's all down, there's nothing to see, hehe......" Mo Tianzheng sneered and shook his head, what was he thinking?

However, what is the reason for the depression in my heart?" "Damn, is it really like Xiao Wei said, really like Ke'er said, I don't have the talent for this? If that's the case, I'll admit it, but ......"

Mo Tianzheng sighed and trained the power of creation again, but the result was also unsatisfactory, failing more than ten times, and more than ten minutes had passed.

"If I don't set off again, I won't even have the only chance, what can I do? I've come here, I can't help but try and turn around and go back, right?"

"The Power of Creation, the Spiritual World, the Author...... him cold, I'm just stupid, I just can't figure it out, so what's the matter???" Mo Tianzheng drank out loud and roared loudly: "I'm uncomfortable in my heart!!

After venting loudly, his emotions stabilized a little, and looking at the blue sea, he decided to go down and give it a try.

If it really doesn't work, then just swim up again, it's better than just waiting here, watching here, it's very unpleasant.

Mo Tianzheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, walked towards the beach, and followed the direction in which Shan Xiaoxian and them disappeared, "I don't know where they went, I don't know if they are waiting for themselves?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling that it was impossible for Shan Xiaoxian to wait for him anymore.

"Whew-" He took a big breath as his head went to the surface, thinking that he would last a little longer.

However, this did not last long, and he also knew in his heart that if he did not use the power of creation, the final result could be imagined.

According to Shan Xiaowei, the spiritual world is full of creative power, but he really can't find where the creative power is, he doesn't know why, why his spiritual world is different from others, and he can't figure it out.

The spiritual world mentioned by Shan Xiaowei is estimated to be about one hundred or dozens of square meters, and it is full of the creative power of the colors that he is good at, and then he wraps his consciousness into it, and he can mobilize it at will.

It's not that he doesn't understand, but he can't find such an existence, he has tried dozens of times, and his spiritual world is a world-like existence, which is embarrassing, where is the power of creation.

He searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the existence of the creative power, even if he tried to imprint, it was useless to get the new creative power, because he failed to imprint.

All right. He had to face a problem, that is, his special existence, everyone else was naturally awakened, but he used the author's cultivator to awaken. Wang Xiaopang also said that he is the existence of no one before or since, and the problems on his body can only be solved by himself.

"Gollum. ”

Mo Tianzheng felt that the problem on his body could be thought about later, and he had to face a problem now, a desperate problem.

If he could speak now, he would definitely shout like a pig: "Wang Xiaopang, you pit bastard, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!!"

Why?

Hehe, you try to tie your feet to a hundred or dozens of pounds of iron, and then walk to the sea, you will know why.

Mo Tianzheng was stupid all of a sudden, what could he do now, if he was not careful, he forgot his feet, and now he had to face the problem of lack of oxygen, if he didn't think of a way, he would die here.

"Sure enough, today is my most unlucky day......" Mo Tianzheng felt that today was a bit mysterious, since he met Shan Xiaowu, he had not had a good time, and he was always confused until now, feeling like living in a dream.

It's getting more and more blurred, and before long, I'm going to die, is that what it feels like to die by drowning? It's so uncomfortable, if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to die like this—

"Huh, how did I get to the spirit realm again?"

"Forget it, it's better to die here than to die watching the sea. ”

His eyes were closed, and it was in this way that he could see the spiritual realm, and his current state was very bad, and there was only a little bit of consciousness left, which could disappear at any time.

"Hmm, what are these points of light? Colorful ......" Mo Tianzheng muttered a little vaguely in his consciousness, and his heart suddenly shook, as if he thought of a possibility, these are the power of creation.

The last bit of consciousness wraps up these creative powers, and then mobilizes them to the outside-

"Whew!" Can you breathe?

Mo Tianzheng woke up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he felt the creative power on his body, as if he was wrapped in a clear stream, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Is this the power of creation?"

Mo Tianzheng looked around, although he couldn't see the clear current, but he could feel the existence of the clear current, as if it was clinging to his own protective airflow.

There is no problem with breathing, or rather, there is oxygen in these air currents, "I can't figure out how this feeling is, but I can really breathe, breathe under the water." ”

Mo Tianzheng thought for a while, shook his head, and then he tried to control the retraction and release of this clear stream, and soon got the result.

Obviously, this clear stream is transformed by the power of creation, which can be controlled at will with consciousness, so that it can be retracted and released freely, and it can be done as you like.

Moreover, he soon discovered that his spiritual realm was full of creative power, and although he could not see the creative power like a point of light now, he could mobilize them at any time if he wanted to, and he felt that the entire spiritual realm was a creative force.

"It seems that if you want to solve the mystery on your body, you can only solve it by becoming an author, and ...... It's kind of interesting. ”

(End of chapter)