Speaking from the bottom of his heart, since he came here, Qin Yang felt that the status of the so-called gods in his heart was getting lower and lower, and his compulsion was getting lower and lower.
Especially those little gods, who may have been human races once, may still have human blood flowing in their bodies now, but Qin Yang really has no way to associate them with human races at all.
From the moment they were enshrined as gods, they have become another kind of creature.
It looks like a machine with no emotion and no human heart.
Qin Yang really didn't feel this kind of change before. At the beginning, he just thought that maybe these gods are used to being superior, and they are used to not looking at people directly, and they regard all the creatures walking on the earth under the heavenly palace as their own. Ants.
For this kind of little god, when it comes to hunting gods, Qin Yang has no waves in his heart.
This is no longer just because of being in the hostile camp, it is true indifference, indifference, even when making a move, it is like trampling an ant to death unintentionally, at most looking down, looking up at the moment In an instant, he would instinctively classify this memory into the ranks that are useless and can be subconsciously forgotten.
Just like walking on the street, those who appear in the field of vision will be forgotten the moment they pass by.
If it wasn't for meeting a completely different inspiration priest this time, Qin Yang would not be able to discover this difference, this unconscious change.
Qin Yang agrees with Bie Biezi's ideas, but it's not as extreme as Bie Biezi's.
He has never felt that he is as high as those gods. He still feels that he is just an ordinary human race, and maybe he is only slightly stronger than most people.
He still likes to go to the cities of mortals, eat something that is useless, maybe in his eyes, maybe not very clean, and he will be very happy.
Able to sit in a small stall, chat casually with the little brother who fried fried dough sticks.
Maintaining enough awe and controlling one's mentality, it is even impossible to slaughter a mortal who has no grudges.
Therefore, after hunting the gods, the feeling in my heart is as if I just met a passer-by on the street and passed me. I don¡¯t feel anything, and I will forget it when I turn around.
But when facing the great priest of inspiration, he would not feel this way at all.
In addition, a few little gods did not give out a single gold.
Qin Yang felt that it wasn't that he had changed, but that these little gods had serious problems.
Considering all the circumstances.
Qin Yang couldn't help but come to a conclusion.
These little gods are completely different from the legendary gods.
It is more likely that what he encountered was just an empty machine with authority and no emotion.
What Taihao took from them may not be just emotions.
It is more likely that they belong to all the qualities that people have.
If you can't touch the gold, it may be that their understanding, their ideals, and the methods they originally practiced have all been taken away.
They abandoned everything and concentrated on strengthening their grip on power, which may be the case.
They were doomed from the time they were enshrined as gods, and they would never be able to hold power 100% of the time.
Therefore, Taihao didn't care.
These are just Qin Yang's guesses, but Qin Yang feels that even if they are not completely correct, they should be very close to the real situation.
? If the gods are all this indifferent robot virtue, I will retreat to study my authority, you love it to death, don't bother me.
Back then, the ancient Heavenly Court would not have fallen apart from the ancient Difu.
And when he fights against the great priest of inspiration, he can clearly feel that this guy is similar to the god he imagined from the materials and records.
This time, despite all the ups and downs, it went smoothly, especially after beheading the god of cold winter.
Qin Yang felt that the water would be very deep for this matter.
At least the God of Xisha, with clear evidence, can be inferred that he is an unlucky guy who was pushed out by the great priest of inspiration and died in a reasonable way.
After all, if he hadn't discovered a secret from the Xisha god, Qin Yang would have felt that the great priest of inspiration had already done his best.
Coupled with the god of winter coming later, Qin Yang can't help but think.
This time it won't be intentional again by the great priest of inspiration.
did not dareI don't care anymore.
Originally, I wanted to take a look here to see if I could learn something.
But when he saw Boss Qin, who even knew the power of the gods, Qin Yang knew the sudden burst of enthusiasm.
He can't learn it.
This guy is definitely an old antique who doesn't know how many years he has lived.
Qin Yang doesn't care about these things, he only cares about whether Boss Qin can use those ice crystal white lotus fragments to create a peerless coffin that is unique in the world.
?Leaving Boss Qin's coffin shop.
Qin Yang conveniently harassed the great priest of inspiration again, but this time, it was obvious that the delay was even higher.
The projected Heart Punishing Spear was also blocked by something.
In the palace of heaven, the face of the great priest of inspiration was as sinking as water.
The golden Heart Punishing Spear in front of him suddenly shattered and dissipated, and all the surrounding suppression had no effect.
He was about to be aroused by such a small trick, and his anger surged up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com