The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

Hu Xingtong was a little surprised when he saw the spiritual power emerging from his body, and then he realized what it was.

It turned out that Chen Wu asked him to collect all those miscellaneous junk just for this moment.

The next second, the source of life and the source of ice and snow stored in the storage ring ran out one after another.

Green and ice-blue spiritual energy continued to flow into Hu Xingtong's body, and in the distant Wuji Volcano, the Heart of Flame flashed with a blazing red light. The red light gathered into crimson threads that also gathered into Hu Xingtong's body.

The spiritual energy that condensed the original laws began to gather everywhere in the entire cultivation world, and the final end of these spiritual energies, origins and even laws were all heading towards Hu Xingtong.

The people watching seemed to understand something. Tan Luo and Si Xu looked at their hands almost at the same time, considering.

The next moment, although the two were in different regions, they had a strange tacit understanding.

Almost at the same time, he pointed his palms towards Hu Xingtong, and condensed the spiritual energy he had cultivated for many years in his palms, which flowed into Hu Xingtong's body.

Once there is one, there will be two. With the encouragement of Sixu and Tanluo, Siji Yao, Lingxian, Tan Yuruo, Sun Ze and others also followed suit. Although they did not have much spiritual power, they could still do their bit to help.

At the same time, whether it was due to the pull of thoughts in their minds or the inherent laws of the universe, cultivators from all over the world of cultivation stretched out their hands and offered their strength to Hu Xingtong.

No matter it was demonic energy, spiritual power or faith, mortals, spiritual practitioners, demon practitioners and even monsters all did this spontaneously. Hu Xingtong, who benefited from this, also noticed it. He looked at the people below him and smiled faintly.

What are you laughing at?

"I laughed. These people that my senior and I created are so cute."

Hu Xingtong feels very lucky. When she was designing the characters, she also designed simulation AI and used the simulation AI program to simulate these characters. Even if they were NPCs, Hu Xingtong hoped that they were flesh-and-blood individuals, rather than programs with established processes. She gave these characters maximum freedom within the scope of her ability.

Hence, we have these seemingly vivid yet ordinary characters today.

[They were created by you. Your senior is just a memory I added to you. He is just an investor.]

It was as if a thunder exploded in his mind. As Gongzu Chenyu finished speaking, Hu Xingtong seemed to have complete memories in his mind. Those were the memories of his work day and night. It was as if the senior did not design anything, and everything was his own credit.

The senior was a businessman who chose to invest because of his abilities, and he was busy alone day and night.

Hu Xingtong understood at this moment, and everything made sense. Why would the world collapse and disappear after his death? Because he was the only creator. Even the characters in this game world were designed by him. There was no second person involved at all. The only second person was just an investor.

Looking at those lovely creatures again, Hu Xingtong suddenly felt as if he was saved by these creatures in his writing.

It turned out that it was this group of code-like beings that accompanied her during the loneliness of day and night. She didn't understand what paper sex meant before, but now she understood. Perhaps these creatures were her motivation and the hope she cherished.

The power in the body reached a bottleneck and could no longer rise, and Lingze also ended at this time.

Hu Xingtong looked towards the corner of the central area, with a slight smile on his face.

After a flash, when Hu Xingtong opened his eyes again, he found himself in a mysterious space. The space was full of strange lights, and there seemed to be invisible liquid flowing under his feet.

Hu Xingtong stepped on it, and ripples appeared on his toes. Circles of ripples spread out from him, and strange lights swayed as if welcoming her arrival.

She lowered her head to take a closer look. The liquid did not really exist, but was composed of countless tiny spiritual particles. They flowed freely in space, interweaving a gorgeous picture of light and shadow, strange and beautiful.

She lifted her feet lightly and slowly walked through this space. With each step, she could feel a warm and gentle power flowing from her feet to her entire body. This power was different from the spiritual energy that had previously flowed in from the outside world. It was purer and more subtle, as if it could penetrate every cell of her body and nourish the depths of her soul. Hu Xingtong closed her eyes and allowed this power to guide her, her mind gradually sinking into a state of tranquility and peace.

In this mysterious space, time seemed to have lost its meaning. Hu Xingtong didn't know how long she had been walking, but she felt her mind becoming increasingly relaxed and her thoughts becoming clearer. She began to recall the process of designing this world, from her initial conception to the subsequent continuous refinement, every detail vividly remembered.

She remembered the mountains, rivers, plants and living creatures she had created for this world, and the stories and destinies she had carefully woven for each character. Those moments that had made her lose sleep and forget food, pouring her heart and soul into them, had now transformed into streams of light in this space, surrounding her.

Suddenly, Hu Xingtong's heart moved, and she felt an unprecedented power spreading within her body. This power seemed to come from the depths of her soul, and this feeling made her surprised and afraid.

"Boom boom boom——"

Suddenly, a huge paulownia tree rose in front of me, a paulownia tree composed of thousands of strange lights.

Hu Xingtong was stunned, and the voice in his heart kept clamoring: Go over and take a look.

She had an intuition that the truth and even the power she wanted were in this place. She walked forward slowly, step by step, and gradually started running. She ran quickly towards the sycamore tree.

The wind that came out of nowhere brushed across his cheeks, and the gentle feeling made Hu Xingtong close his eyes.

This feeling is so familiar, as if I have felt it before.

Wind, light, water, day, night, life, and so many things flow in Hu Xingtong's heart. Hu Xingtong opens her arms and welcomes these despised substances, as if they were her mother, watching them transform into entities and dance happily in front of her.

As the light and shadow flowed, many images emerged in Hu Xingtong's mind. In the images, he was standing under this sycamore tree, doing many things.

She saw herself waving her hands and pointing at one place after another, and watching many strange lights of various colors moving around her, she seemed to know something and understand something.

"Buzz-"

Something seemed to be vibrating around him, and Hu Xingtong came back to his senses and looked.

I saw objects of unknown shapes flying towards me.

After hearing a few "swish" sounds, those things had already entered his body.

"Well--"

It hurt so much, her eyes, nose, ears, even her mouth hurt, but her heart hurt more.

The pain of being torn and reassembled, reassembled and torn again, and even the pain of the body involuntarily amplifying these pains, made Hu Xingtong unable to bear it and collapsed to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Hu Xingtong gradually woke up and checked on herself. Slowly opening her eyes, she found herself lying on a patch of ground woven with strange light, surrounded by the same mysterious space. She tried to move her body. Although she was still a little weak, she could clearly feel the power within her was completely different from before, as if she had undergone some kind of transformation.

She looked inward, surprised to discover that the strange power that had surged into her body had perfectly merged with her own spiritual energy, forming a new, even more powerful system of power. This power not only enhanced her cultivation, but also made her perception of her surroundings extremely sharp.

Her ears could hear sounds thousands of miles away and the voices of the world. Her eyes could see more and farther pictures. She seemed to have the ability to see things through time. Her sense of smell and taste also seemed to have changed. This change seemed to be better and more magical. Hu Xingtong couldn't describe her feelings, she just felt that these things seemed to be born to her.