God

Lingjiu, Lingjiu, Lin Jiu, have you forgotten? One thought of immortality, one step of cultivating immortality, becoming an immortal and slaying the original, this is immortality. The voices in their minds kept echoing. Lingjiu or Lin Jiu just shook their heads. He muttered to himself and grinned: God, I want God! Forgotten, lost, people are neither human nor ghosts, immortals are not immortals, gods are not gods, Lin Jiu is still alive, and he will become a god when he is alive.