Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

After breaking up with Longyang Jun, Li Yao did not delay another second and went straight back to the crystal tower deep beneath the ground.

If, before yesterday's landing ceremony, he still had doubts about whether to launch the "Black Plan” and feared too many side effects, then the massive invasion of the Empire by the Alliance's main fleet, and the deep knowledge of the Alliance, the Most Good Nation, in the Third Spiritual Institute, would be enough for him to lay down all his bags, firmly believe in the strongest, and must awaken those “black men” who have slept for a thousand years!

If you want to defeat the Alliance, you need to find the most critical superior.

In order to find the best master, he must project his consciousness into the Allies, through the Black Plan, like a bundle of energetic particles.

To project your consciousness through the Golden Crystal Tower into the Allies, you must have complete control of the Golden Crystal Tower and take a solid first step on the path to “Divination”!

The deepest part of the golden crystal tower.

This is a mysterious area no one has ever seen except Li Yao and Wu Yingqi.

It is also Wu Yingqi 3.0 remnants of information deep inside Li Yao's brain domain that shows the hub of the Golden Crystal Tower, as well as the best practice place to impact the distraction realm.

Only by taking complete control of the hub can the Golden Crystal Tower be 100% controlled, allowing the Golden Crystal Tower to inspire more magic than "provoking the sun”.

Li Yao has been hesitating and resisting for the past six months, worrying that Wu Yingqi 3.0 might leave some traps in it, and worrying that he can't stand the test of “dragon slayer” to “evil dragon”, it has never opened up here.

But now he has no choice.

Li Yao separated himself from the world through a long and dark lane, leaving behind a string of spiritual energy puppets - all of them Ming and Wenwen's identities. In this way, the two information lives keep Li Yao in touch with the outside world and protect Li Yao's law.

If Li Yao goes into the demon during the training, and there is an accident, they will begin rescue first.

Through the darkness for ten minutes, a darkened gate appeared in front of it, with countless black beetles embedded in the pit depths. After hundreds of thousands of years of erosion, the beetles were already air-dried, like a withered eye.

Countless black eyes, staring at Li Yao without blinking, like releasing a prudent light, scanning Li Yao's spirit.

“Buzz!”

At times, the door sounded slightly deep, splitting into six pieces and slowly sliding into the surrounding rock walls.

Li Yao walked into the lowest hub of the Golden Crystal Tower with Xiaoming and Wenwen's split body.

Covered in the deepest black, even Li Yaohua's divine strength could not see anything, until something sensed his breathing and brain wave activity in the corners around him, which automatically ignited the phosphorus fire of the ghost.

This phosphorous flame emits an orange red light, flowing like liquid, allowing Li Yao to see everything around him more clearly in the shadows - a large number of black beetles the size of thumbs, hugging and entangling each other, forming a tooth dancing claw, a strange image, like a beast that can only be seen in nightmares.

Of course, they have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, but the fragmented crust still has intricate symbols, identical to those engraved on the outer walls of the Golden Crystal Tower.

These black beetles, the builders of the Golden Crystal Tower, are one of the thirteen most powerful carbon-based intelligent races of the Flood Age, the Posthumus.

Li Yao came here, hoping to be inspired by the rear clan, to brand the inscriptions on their crusts deeply into their own gods, so that they could become the owners of the Golden Crystal Tower.

At the same time, according to Wu Yingqi 3.0, the divine realm is completely different from the divine realm. The divine realm is to divide its own divine soul by dozens, hundreds or even thousands of ways, to transform itself from an “individual” to a "collection of countless individuals” and a “large group”.

As human beings of individual life, it is difficult to experience this feeling of "one person is one community”. Even if the power or wisdom of the individual improves tens of times, they can only cruise outside Lingshan, but they cannot find a way to enter Lingshan.

At this time, if we can get a sense of the group and the civilization of the bees, it is an excellent opportunity, maybe instantly enlighten and understand the new meaning of life.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of carbon-based intelligent life is an individual civilization, with very few bees, worms and ants evolving to the point of generating civilization.

In the Pangu Alliance, there also seemed to be only the Posthumous and the Communist tribes, which, at the beginning of their existence, had the characteristics of a bee colony civilization.

The posterior clan is composed of countless beetles capable of absorbing solar energy, but the co-industrialists are born in rivers and lakes, similar to the life forms of jellyfish, and countless jellyfish are entangled together, even connecting all the planet's waters together to share all the information in the waters.

Due to the limitations of the characteristics of bee colony civilization, they rarely leave a clear legacy and complete remains.

The logic is simple: a Pangu or a female tribe cultivates to the extreme, and rare elements infiltrate their skeletons, strengthen their cells, and keep their bodies alive for hundreds of thousands of years, even if they turn into fossils, they have great research value.

And the stronger of the later clan was made up of tens of millions of beetles. After the stronger people died, the beetles collapsed, and it could not be seen that it was once a superior life with great wisdom.

Not to mention, when they die, the body dissolves in the ocean and reverts to the most elementary elements to nourish everything, where is the inheritance?

Therefore, the powerful of modern mankind rarely get the dotted of the bee colony civilization, and rarely get to know the Xuan and Xuan, the incredible "divine realm”!

Li Yao is lucky, the Golden Crystal Tower is arguably a sacred relic of the Queen Clan. Deep in this vital Golden Crystal Tower, there are indeed countless remains of the Queen Clan who guarded it.

The nested and tandem structure of these wrecks remains largely intact, without collapsing into the smallest beetles, so that Li Yao can clearly see the connections between the different symbols distributed on the different shells, thus thinking about the mysterious connection between the symbols and the symbols, and roughly deduce the logic of the radical psychic energy of the Qi.

Although these queen clans have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, they are unable to provide the material that Lee Yao is alive and well.

But human beings are the children of the floodplain civilization. Humans also have a large number of genetic fragments embedded in their genetic chain. As long as Li Yao can read the inscriptions on the remains of the Posthumous Nation, plus the inheritance left to him by Wu Yingqi 3.0, his soul can infiltrate the deepest part of his cell, find precisely the genetic fragments related to the Posthumous Nation, unlock the genetic information that dust has blocked for hundreds of thousands of years, and climb to the whole new realm of God!

It took Li Yao an entire hour to keep in mind the symbols on the shells of hundreds of posthumous wreckage and the relationship between the symbols.

Xiaoming and Wenwen also helped him to deduce, aiding him with dozens of super crystalline brains.

Li Yao then sat on his knees in the middle of the secret chamber, extracting a large quantity of high-purity crystals and cords from the Qian Kun Ring - almost emptying all his stock for this shutdown.

Li Yaohuo remembers that he learned the secret of diving the soul into the body, deep into the cells, across the mitochondria and nucleus, and activating the memory of the famine more than a hundred years ago.

The same thing this time, but will he go further and perhaps find the memories of a backward tribe more than a million years ago, before humankind was born?

“Dad, are you sure you want to do this? ”

The voices of Xiaoming and Wenwen, crashing into each other in the dark chamber, seem particularly anxious, "We believe you can activate the genetic fragments and extract them to the memory of the famine, but be careful, if your soul dives too deep, it may take the memory as real and never come back! ”

“Lord Zhuang's dream butterfly, Lord Butterfly's dream, don't worry, I understand. ”

Li Yao smiled slightly, slowly exhaled the last cloudy breath, and purged all the clutter in his brain, expanding his life magnetic field slightly away from his body, dragging all the crystals and crystal cords into the air, spinning around him.

Those inscribed in his heart and the inheritance of Wu Yingqi 3.0 are like two great rivers running through each other, crashing into each other deep in his divine soul, crashing into a raging wave, shattering the real world around him, and shattering those crystals and crystal cords.

The crystalline stone and the crystalline cord are silently silenced into powder, and the purest spiritual energy hidden therein becomes a beam of colorful flowing light, along Li Yao's seven tips and pores into the body, as “fuel," pushing his soul into a silk wire, into the deepest part of the cell, retrieving each beam of genetic chains, looking for genetic fragments of the Posthumous clan.

Trance, flirty, Li Yao's soul entered the micro world, no longer perceived the existence of the surrounding macro world, his body became a large universe, every cell was like a planet, every planet stood countless tombstones, carefully look, tens of millions of tombstones are made up of dense numbness books, each book, is a gift from a flood ancestor.

In this wonderful journey of divine souls, time and space have lost their meaning, and Li Yao does not know how long he has been searching in billions of books of billions of gravestones on billions of planets. Suddenly, he senses some of these books and resonates subtly with those backward family symbols he has just remembered.

Boom!

These books, these tombstones, these planets suddenly blew apart, and countless black beetles flew out like a black tide, covering the entire world, wrapping Li Yao's spirit inside.

Somehow, Li Yao was neither a little surprised nor a little scared, but rather had a kind of understanding of the origin, returning to the warmth of the mother.

As a human, Li Yao's memory quickly faded away, replacing it with some more ancient feeling. He completely turned into a seed of the backward clan, buried deep in the scorching earth with tens of millions of bug eggs.