Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The luminous green light, like a flame about to extinguish in the cold wind, flashed over Li Yao's retina and vanished without a trace.

Li Yao held his breath, stretched out a filament and penetrated the reactor.

But as we crossed the gap, we encountered a strange layer of film.

“Bo!”

It was as if a soap bubble had been pierced by him and a dark sigh had appeared in the gap, followed by a series of luminous little lights, like sparkling dandelion seeds, spraying thin and dancing with the wind under the night sky.

Li Yao stumbled on his tongue, he had never seen anything so strange.

Like a clear firefly, like a bunch of soft flowers, more like a flaming demon with life.

They danced around Li Yiu, and the trajectory had some uncertain pattern that seemed to send a mysterious message.

Li Yao detected more spiritual filaments from the root of the spirits and gently stabbed them into a bunch of green flames.

“Boom!”

For a moment, the fire of hundreds of clusters of information blew up in his head, causing him to "see” and "hear” countless things.

He seemed to be surrounded by thousands of images at the same time.

The vast majority of these are complex experimental and refinery processes in Xuan Au, but also a small fraction, are scenes where some people cheer, rejoice and cry.

“The subdued plan is finally going to work! ”

This was repeatedly echoed in Li Yao's mind.

And then there was the laughter of a luxury.

He can even feel very proud, proud, excited and relieved.

“This is--”

When Li Yaoduo stood still and spent a full hour digesting and absorbing all the information flow, he suddenly found his memory deep, with countless experimental data and refining methods related to the subdued bone program.

The original vague concepts and speculations were all made clear, and every detail of the subdued plan, like a gleaming crystal building, stood in his head.

This feeling, like the inspiration of hundreds of people, exploded in his own mind and blew up brilliant fireworks!

Looking at the sky, fireflies disappear sometime.

Li Yao rubbed his cheek hard to make sure that it was definitely not a hallucination.

He plunged the filament into the reactor again.

Hundreds of clear fireflies have become incredibly weak, trapped in prolonged silence. Li Yao can even clearly feel it, and the spirits are flying away from them.

Perhaps it won't be long before these clear fireflies break apart and pass away with the wind.

Li Yao's heart beat like a drum. He felt that he had discovered a great big secret. He rushed to contact his mentor through the miniature crystal brain.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Manchu arrived at the scene.

She took over the reactor, closed her eyes, and sank her thoughts into it, listening to Li Yao talk about what happened.

“Beginning half a year ago, I've loved sitting under the statue of the basebone armor, because here, my mind is so active, my thoughts are so clear, I get the feeling that I'm frightened again and again, like there are so many refinery masters, talking about communication with me! ”

“Over time, this feeling grew stronger and stronger, and I even had the illusion that the basebone armor was not a statue, let alone a wreck, but a, no, dozens, hundreds of living people! ”

“Until today, I've listened to mentors as they communicate, and I've found that they're all stuck in the refining of the reactor. ”

“So I sat here again, thinking about it, and my heart said," Why don't you just tear down the old reactor and take a closer look at its structure, and maybe you'll find something, and it turns out —— ”

Li Yao described the wonderful phenomenon he had observed.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Manchu's expression was neither surprise nor joy, much less confusion, but a faint sorrow.

It was as if a scabbed wound had been torn again, and the long-enclosed painful memory had surfaced again.

Li Yao rarely sees such a look on the teacher's face.

Yuan Manqiu gave him the feeling of being a tiger on weekdays. Once something big happened, he seemed to feel calm and comfortable, and his heart was absolutely firm.

So while she's not the highest of the grassroots refiners, so many grassroots refiners are still willing to advance the subdued bone program under her leadership.

Li Yao only saw this expression once in her face.

It was the time Professor Mo Xuan died when the refiner exploded in the sky.

“Teacher, do you feel that? ”

Li Yao was a little nervous.

“No.”

Yuan Manchu shook his head slightly bitterly.

“How? ”

Li Yao stunned, took over the reactor ding, and recognised.

Though very weak, the hundreds of clear fireflies, indeed, are there, emitting an incredibly bleak light.

You can feel it when you're just refining the gas.

Teacher is the foundation period, there's no reason not to feel it!

“I believe in your perception. It's definitely not a hallucination. I think it's a phantom. ”

Yuan Manchu's voice was a little lonely.

“The phantom? ”

Li Yao blinked.

He heard a little about the term phantom, but did not understand it in detail, nor did he encounter it on his past cultivation journey.

Yuan Manqiu seemed to have overrun his full strength, held the base of the basebone armor, and slowly sat down, fading away:

“You've seen ghosts, right? ”

Li Yao nodded:

“Of course I've seen ghosts. Me and a lot of ghosts are still good friends. Besides, we have a few teachers at school, right? ”

He said his best friends were Ding Qiu and Wei Qing.

A year and a half ago, on the way to the Great Wilderness War Courtyard, the Crystal Track train encountered an outbreak of beast tide. Seven reapers died to protect the ordinary people of the entire train. In the end, only two reapers' souls were preserved and converted into ghost repairs, namely Ding Qiu and Wei Qingqing.

After Li Yao went to the Great Wilderness War Court, they also went to a ghost college in the Federation to learn how to be a ghost.

Since then, the two sides have frequently communicated, Li Yao and Ding lead the way of exchange-cut refiner. Occasionally, they also read Wei Qingqing's latest literary masterpiece, and their friendship with each other has deepened.

A year later, Ding Qiu and Wei Qingqing ended their studies at Yin Soul College, running things.

Ding joined the Confederate Army and became an army refiner of the Ghost Brigade, a unit set up specifically for ghost repair, to help the Ghost repair his body.

Wei Qingqing also fulfilled her dream, really entered a primary school and became a primary school teacher.

It's just that there's something special about this primary school, and all the students, they're young children.

People die like lights out, not everyone has a chance to become ghosts.

The chances of becoming a ghost are higher for powerful spiritual practitioners, while the chances of becoming a ghost are negligible for ordinary people.

Among ordinary people, there are several kinds of people who have a higher chance of becoming ghosts than the average person.

For example, a person who was born or died at a particular time or place; a person who died in red clothes; or a person with a great deal of resentment and obsession.

And the other one, the premature child.

Because the fire of a child's life has only just been lit, the soul has not been excessively depleted and is purer than an adult, there is a greater chance that it will remain intact after death.

In the ancient realm of cultivation, the souls of young children are the best materials for cultivation.

Many heartbreaking fixers even deliberately use cruel methods to kill children, acquire shady spirits and refine negative magic instruments.

In modern times, of course, the situation is different.

The protection of haunted rights in the Federation has risen to almost the same level as human rights.

Especially in the case of young spirits who died before the age of 18, the Starlight Federation Law on the Protection of Minors has been enacted, stipulating that minors, like minors, have the right and duty to receive education.

Wei Qingqing went to this kind of school for kids.

She also sent Li Yao a photograph of her and the students in her class.

Not in the puppet, of course, but in a darkroom, initiating a shape-shaper array, shot with a special crystal eye.

In the photograph, Wei Qingqing and the children were like moving crystal statues. They were crystal clear and vivid. Don't mention how happy they were.

Li Yao was also sincerely happy for her.

With these two friends, Li Yao is no stranger to ghosts and does not contradict them.

But the transparent fireflies in the reactor bed don't look like ghosts in any way!

“The phantom bodies are not ghosts in the usual sense, or you can understand them as ghosts in a lower dimension, ghosts in a two-dimensional state. ”

Yuan Manchudo.

“Two-dimensional ghost? ”

Li Yao is really incomprehensible.

Yuan Manchu nodded:

“That's right, ghosts are things that, while disengaging from physical bondage, retain a sense of self, know who they are, and remember most of what happened in the past. ”

“But this situation cannot last too long. ”

“If you can't find the body, and you can't digitally hide in the metal puppet, and you don't know the secret of shadow practice, then very soon, the ghost will break down, melt, and collapse like ice and snow under the sun. ”

“In the process, the first thing you lose is your sense of self, and you forget who you are. ”

“The second thing to lose is memory, not remembering the past. ”

“The last thing they lose is obsession, something that keeps them missed and forgotten. ”

“Obsessed, a hundred times, the ghost disappeared completely. ”

“However, if, in the process, they are affected by external forces, or if their obsession is too strong, it is possible to temporarily retain them in a special way, to minimize the rate of dissipation and become ghosts of a lower dimension, which is the 'phantom'! ”

“You can think of the phantom as being, losing self-consciousness and memory, only retaining a strong obsession, a hint of 'death without meditation’! ”