Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Jialing's breathing became impatient, his pupils dilated with his nostrils. He looked at Li Yao with a completely strange look and muttered: “Brother Yao, I feel like I met you on the first day. So this is why you fought, is this... the real you? ”

“Exactly. ”

Li Yao faintly smiled, “I've told you many times. Usually, the appearance of lucidity, flawlessness, ignorance, clumsiness is just a cover for my mixing with the crowd. The real me is so worried about the people, compassion, warrior, superiority... You didn't believe me before, and you still look at me with a retarded look, but now should you believe me? What do you think, I was deeply shocked and moved by what I just said, which made your heart change so much that you concentrated and sublimated step by step, away from the low level of pursuit and fun, the emotions became more noble, more heartfelt in the universe? Give me the no. 16 crane clamp. ”

“Very touching indeed. ”

Li Jialing handed over the tools, thinking about it for a long time, still shook his head, “But I'm sorry, it's still hard to make up my mind... I'm determined to die with you, Sister Long said you are a 'moth flame', I also think that even if you say smallpox again, it would be silly to do so. ”

“If you don't want to go, I didn't want you to die with me. If you do something stupid, just one person can do it. Your task is to live well. If you really want to do something for me and these underground people, you can ask Long Yangjun to have a few jade jeans and Kan Kun precepts. There are my secrets and my mission. ”

Li Yao's hands lit a flame of spirit, orange yellow and violet red, and in the simplest and roughest way, put together a piece of material, but the bottom of his eyes emitted a resolute light, "But Longyang said one thing wrong - I'm not a moth, I'm a butterfly. ”

“Butterfly?” Li Jialing was confused.

“That's right, butterflies, maybe a storm butterfly! ”

Li Yao grinned, "You know, on any inhabitable planet with an atmosphere, weather changes involve hundreds of millions of factors, almost impossible to predict and control the chaos system, so some people say that on this side of the continent, a butterfly fans its wings, rolls up a breeze, and after the chaos system continues to magnify, it can even turn into a storm on that side of the continent!

“I suppose the process of human civilization over the course of history is also such an almost unpredictable and uncontrollable chaotic system? A nail was broken, a horseshoe was destroyed; a horseshoe was destroyed, a horse was folded; a horse was broken; a king was struck; a king was struck, a nation was lost - who knows how fierce a wave of terror can become in the near future with today's tiny waves?

“So I walked all the way, no matter what the cost, no calculation of the consequences, just acting on my own heart, I knew, very clearly that knowing that by my own strength was not enough to fight this dark and cold universe, but I was more convinced that every human being was a sealed star with some light and some heat at its deepest, and everything I did, more or less, would always affect the people around me, crashing a crack in their sturdiest enclosure and tightest seal, allowing the deepest light and heat in their hearts to leak out, if only a tiny bit.

“Didn't meet me before you were 100% fairy fixer, now? Even if it's 99 percent of fairy fixers now, that means we've made 1 percent progress, right?

“I believe that when hundreds of millions of 1% of progress come together, and after time's catalysis, it will eventually become an unstoppable light, and every hundred millionth of hope and total despair will be different, as will a dark universe with no stars at all, and a stubborn universe with a star, as soon as the first star begins to shine, there will be a second, third, fourth, and a million, and in the end, all the stars in the whole universe will shine, illuminate the darkness, disperse the ice cold, and change the look of this universe!

“So, oh, I'm going to shine anyway, to the limit! ”

Li Yao completed all the modifications and kicked the last component into the Pharmacopoeia unit. Now the wrapped coil around the “super EEG amplifier" has disappeared, becoming light and sophisticated, like a slightly recessed flying disc, surrounded by four antigravity units and four distortion field generating units, plus four surfaces filled with a beehive-like metal retina, a strange mysterious unit.

“Bum! Bum! Buzz! ”

Li Yaoxin read a movement, the spirit can introduce the "super EEG amplifier” like a tidal wave, this silver-tone flying saucer will automatically suspend, stay on top of his head, the octagonal flashes, the colors will be greatly amplified, a stream of light sprayed around like a heavenly flower.

Not knowing whether or not he was affected by the "super EEG amplifier," Li Jialing found himself caught in Li Yao's logical thinking and couldn't help but reach out and rub his chest.

“Why… my heart is beating so fast and so hot again!

“Is it true what Brother Yao said, that everyone has a star sealed deep inside, with endless light and heat?

“Stupid! Childish, idiot!

“But... why is it that even every bone moves so stupidly that it wants to do such a stupid, childish and idiotic thing with him at all costs? ”

Li Jialing's brain was confused, deeply confused and wandering. He was overwhelmed, but was gently pushed away by Li Yao.

“Run to safety with Longyangjun, she is right, even if we can defeat the Black Iron Group, the pursuit of Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi will surely follow, more than a dozen days enough Wu Yingqi to control the situation of the Emperor, so even if he didn't come after us personally, he will surely be a luxury array of three or five gods and geeks. At such a critical moment, you can't get hurt again. ”

Li Yao gave Li Jialing an incredibly brilliant smile, “As for this place, let's see Yiu's gorgeous performance! ”

Li Jialing's nose became sour and stared at Li Yao's head slowly spinning Fabao. Suddenly, the ghost made the devil ask: “Brother Yao, what is that, the anti-gravity unit and the thing next to the position distortion unit, are you pressing the base card at the bottom of the box? You must have countless backhand, it won't just... meteor right! ”

“Yes, of course, it's the bottom card of my box —— the four biggest, highest-ranking, most penetrating, most shocking and powerful loudspeakers. ”

Li Yao said, "You know, I like music, and I prefer a world where everyone can sing freely, so this time, let's totally bomb 10,000 meters of crust with singing! ”

At the same time as Li Yao finished his last words, the first thunderbolt sounded in four surround stereo superloudspeakers on the top of his head, gathering in a narrow mineral tunnel into an extremely pointing shockwave and rushing to the battlefield!

Above the battlefield, ordinary worry-free people are still dizzy and fighting puppets, but worry-free senior people, including Grand Protector Xu Zhicheng, are in despair!

Xu Zhiqiang, one of the most militant elite formations, tried to pierce some of the fiercest fixed fire points around the big iron factory, but was hit back again and again.

These fire points, like a burning wedge, are firmly anchored in vital strategic locations, separating the workers inside the large iron factory from the external militia, preventing them from forming a unified whole, and making it impossible for Xu Zhicheng to effectively command all troops. The vast majority of the worry-free Christians are divided into battalions and rush to death in chaos, falling down like cutting wheat.

Without effective command, the advantages of numbers are of little use in the face of a modern, fully automatic pharmacopoeia. Worry-free people rush up like a seemingly turbulent wave, but the waves hit the rocks on the shore, unable to shake the reef in half, instead they are smashed apart and destroyed in a sea of blood.

Though the worry-free practitioners practiced "Forget the Resolutions", they did not reach the level of complete annihilation of feelings and desires of the Allies, the degree of cultivation is deep and shallow, the fear of death naturally still remains rare, the result of a long period of inability to capture, the corpse crossing field, is that morale shakes, many people seem indifferent and numb face, the wave of fear has gradually spread.

It won't take long. They're gonna collapse!

Xu Zhicheng bite his teeth hard and started another round of assault with his head. After all, he held the hand of the pickaxe and was not well adapted to grip the sword. After abandoning dozens of broken bodies, he returned again in disgrace.

On both sides, a number of battle puppets also noticed this relatively strong commando team, flashing a cold red light on the battle puppet's shell, claw blades open like sickles, relentlessly harvesting human lives and approaching them.

Fearless, fearless of death, lack of perception, ruthlessness, never tiredness —— in all these “virtues”, even if the Worryless cultivate the Forgotten Resolutions to their limits and even become saintly allies, they are absolutely no better than true spiritual puppets, steel machines specially made for killing.

Deep in the fixed fire point, with a leisurely fixer, simply “appreciate” the attitude, smiling and watching the battle puppet's killing dance.

For them, this chaotic riot was nothing more than a boring life, a very interesting dispensation, a game that helped them move around.

The desire of the fairies to kill was provoked by the bloody stimulus in front of them. Even in a low voice, we were discussing whether to go out and play the game of "Hundreds of Chopped, Thousands of Chopped” and play a gamble not to be surprised.

That explosive music, at this moment, shook the whole scene!