Vol 3 Chapter 1007: End the waves
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Into the Immortal Cultivation
- I am not alone
- 1782 characters
- 2021-03-02 03:55:38
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After the treatment, the source of the loss has been made up-in the final analysis, it is an illusion.
However, there is little left for self-confidence.
Mrs. Huansha shivered. She knows the rules of "Samsara space dies, and in the real world also dies". Therefore, she shuddered.
I ca n’t think of it, the little devil actually ... actually started! It seems to him that the distracted monk is like a used handkerchief, just throw it if you want to ...
-Could it be said that we monks in distraction phase have no value in his eyes ...
The same is true of other low-level monks. This time, not only did the monk die in the distraction period, the lower-level monk had a higher mortality rate, and directly damaged half. The remaining half were either gloomy eyes or mad temperament, presumably also lingering on the cliff of death for a long time.
Death Mission ...
-This is the mission of death ...
No one stood up to speak.
Fan Zhongxing stood up and took a sigh of relief, trying to inspire morale: "Okay, we ... can go back ..."
At this moment, the dense fog rolled quickly, and then retreated in all directions.
"what happened?"
"Shouldn't we go back to the square of reincarnation?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Does the death mission have a follow-up?"
"why?"
The unprecedented anomaly made everyone panic.
At this moment, the voice of the master of reincarnation circle sounded again.
"Conquer death, go deep into reincarnation, and new secrets are open to you."
"The meaning of the existence of the reincarnation circle will be revealed before you."
After the thick fog receded, the crowd came into a small forest. A ragged beggar was limping away.
Xiao Jizong exclaimed: "Bai Liu?"
This is the monk rescued by their changing history, that white willow!
Bai Liu turned a blind eye to everyone. Xiao Jizong wanted to go forward and say hello. However, his hand stretched past, but passed through Bai Liu's body without hindrance.
"This is an illusion!"
The crowd realized it.
The master of the reincarnation world will show this scene alone, and it must have a deep meaning ...
The crowd walked along Bailiu into a small village.
Then, day and night alternated quickly like crazy, only slowing down at a few special times, so that everyone could see some fragments of history. Soon, everyone saw the follow-up.
In this small village, Bai Liu married, gave birth to a child, and spent the years of the reign of the Holy Infant Church, sitting in a position. Then, several pieces of jade were regarded as heirlooms and passed down from generation to generation.
Sometimes it's a father-son, sometimes Weng's son-in-law, sometimes a teacher. The surname of the inheritor has changed several times.
Until a young man took over the pieces of jade.
Wu Qi suddenly felt a chill.
All the disciples of the Fallen Sword Palace felt trembling.
Although that face was much more immature than the impression, but this face, even if it turned gray, they knew it.
Xia Li.
This young man is Xia Li!
"It turns out that, no wonder he is so powerful, no wonder the elders did not kill him ..."
"It turns out that he is the last descendant of Luofu Xuanqing Palace!"
Looking at the expressions of the disciples at Luochen Sword Palace, most people realized that it was wrong.
Mrs. Huan Sha did not react. Before Wang Qi left the Luochen Sword Palace, he had already asked Mi Mi to once again distort his appearance with metamorphosis. The faces that Ruyi Daomen and Mind Magic Sect saw were not similar to Xia Li.
Fan Zhongxing asked curiously. Wu Qi told Xia Li about it. Of course, there was also the thing that Xia Li had been taken away by Ru Tian because he had cut off one of Xiao Changgu's arms, but eventually became a disciple of the three elders.
"Lian Yichen and Elder Lian must have taken a fancy to him, and Ru Tian Qiru Elder estimated that he also knew this and exchanged interests ..." Xiao Jizong also joined the discussion.
At this time, Wu Qi Lingguang flashed: "I remembered that some time ago, Zongmen did issue many new cultivation methods ... Those cultivation methods have nothing to do with swords, unlike the way of falling into the sword palace ... No wonder, those They are all means of Luofu Xuanqing Palace ... "
Fan Zhongxing said nothing.
He has been shocked.
Subversion causation, this is subversion causation!
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Soon, many monks returned to the real world.
Some people are puzzled and do not know why there is no exchange link. But soon they were relieved. After all, the exchange is private, and it is helpless to expose it to teammates, but it is not grateful to expose it to irrelevant outsiders.
"It seems to be the particularity of the mission of reincarnation ... Is the reincarnation master thoughtful ..."
A monk wanted to calm down and meditate and move Zhou Tian, but he was still immersed in the miracle of the master of samsara, and his mind was completely unable to extricate himself. He couldn't calm down, stood up and read history.
It was a heavy history book that he borrowed specially to deal with the death task.
Then he noticed a sentence that he had never noticed before.
"... There are small stocks of Jindan who want to go, and the emperor makes people stop them."
Only this sentence, twelve words.
A group of Jindan monks, everyone should be able to easily slaughter thousands of mortals. However, they are desperately working hard, but there are only twelve words in this history book.
"The sky and rivers are dying, and the waves are sweeping away heroes ..."
He remembered that he exchanged a set of punches in the circle of reincarnation, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart. All of a sudden, Tao Tao boxing was born around him, as if he were merciless, as if the human world was right.
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"As long as you really believe, you can just blindly compile a set of martial arts boxing intentions-as long as you really believe ..." Wang Qi recorded it, wondering.
"It seems that this kind of practice as spiritual extension is still very useful for some foolish people. They don't understand the truth, and they don't understand the explanation ..."
Zhen Jiezi is also immersed in the illusion just now, and hopes to rush into the illusion again, and beat the "Lord of Heavenly Dao". Hearing that, he was just a lazy interface: "Is this still useless to you?"
"It's useless. It's just a little experiment that I'm curiously doing. By the way, I've realized that there are twenty people who have" Zixuwuwu martial arts ". I plan to divide it into three groups, a group of six people, nothing. Do; a group of seven people, erase the memory; the last group is also seven people, tell them the truth-I will see what will happen to the martial arts boxing-if there is time. "
"Erase memory? Do you still have this ability?"
"The essence of memory is the solidification of the connection structure of the brain circuit. This solidified structure will respond to specific stimuli. Forgetting in the general sense is the problem of the mechanism of 'evoke', not the destruction of this part of the brain circuit. And destroying this 'memory structure' will only lead to 'irreversible' amnesia. "Wang Qidao said:" This is also the reason why the soul is not suitable for storing memories. Before the period of Yuan infantry or Yuanshen period, before the essence of soul is repaired Soul is difficult to store memory. It is precisely because of this, the low-level demon clan has very poor memory-they do not have a brain that can remember, and the soul is not enough. "
"Want to wash off memories at a specific time. Attack the part of the brain circuit according to the age of the brain circuit; if you want to wash off the specific memory, you need to give specific stimulation and then wash out all the awakened brain circuits."
Zhen Jiezi thought about it: "This hand has no effect on high-level monks."
"The principles of Soul, Yuanying, and Yuanshen are similar. The essence of memory is also an 'inherent structure.'"
At this time, Zhen Jiezi raised a question: "Since you know this hand ... why don't you show it to the apprentices of the one-minded people, and those low-level monks?"
Wang Qi was stunned: "Ah? Why?"
"I know you are not afraid of the Holy Emperor. But, if one person is out, let the Holy Emperor or other monks search his soul ..." Zhen Jiezi said: "I think this possibility is not small, your Those who have reincarnation may collapse at any time. "
"Oh, that's how it is……"
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Inside the Ruyi Daomen, it is really like a Taoist looking at his hand, and his heart is full of demons.
He watched a sword suddenly appear on his meditating master. He watched his master burst suddenly.
The blood of a heart-minded person splashed his face.
"Teacher, dead ..."
"Obviously only a play ..."
"died……"
He remembered the scene where the monk named "Wang Qi" repressed Ruo Dao that day.
If you want to be born, you will die. Willful behavior, without any care ...
"The little devil doesn't even care about the life of the monk who is divided into divisions ..."
"If he continues to be under his hands, sooner or later he will be killed ..."
He stepped out of his left foot and wanted to report to Huangji Split Heaven. However, this foot did not go out.
The little devil's means are amazing ... he must still be watching me!
He ca n’t escape ...
Then he once again saw the tragic death of a Taoist.
"Uh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..."
Zhenru, who was originally boarded by the power of the heart's magic power, lacked the state of mind and doubled his obsession. Now he was directly into the devil's head, and began to smile wildly.
Progress is also death, retreat is also death ...
Rather than being killed by your little devil, I might as well ask for a blast ...
"Uh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..."
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Facing the question of Zhen Jiezi, Wang Qi said: "What do you think of memory? It is a topological structure in the human brain. To put it bluntly is a physical storage of data. Since memory is data, then there are some look Is n’t it strange that it ’s harmless, but deadly?
"what?"
"Why do you think I want to die now?"
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