Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The blood demon wanted to cry without tears, so that he could solve the problem and try to take the road away. However, he was more and more entwined by Li Yao. He also dragged him to death and dragged him back alive.

“Wow!”

Li Yao was wrapped in a bloody demon, tears swept in his eyes, “I didn't expect you to say this at a critical moment, willing to stay with me in Yellow Springs. It seems like I really missed you in the usual times. I apologize to you, my dear brother, for not saying anything. Today, we live and die together! ”

“... you big ghost! ”

The blood-hearted demon cried and twisted in vain. “What sin did I sin when I was a bloodstained tribe in my last life? I'll have a ‘good brother' like you in my life. You're going to die yourself. I'm still young. I still have a great youth. I don't want to die. I, I, I, I knew it. I really joined forces with Lu Qingdust just now to kill...”

The noise of the Bloody Heart Demon stopped.

The raging whirlwind, the chaos, the data that swallowed the heavens and the earth, dragged their brains into it.

At one time, Li Yao and the bloody demon felt the sky spinning, trance went through thousands of years of transformation, and God's soul was in endless data impingement in a speckled denial, like a statue eroded by the wind, a hundred holes of sores.

“Dad!”

“Li Yao! ”

At the end of the day, they heard familiar voices coming from the top of their heads, and a drop of dim light grew bigger and bigger.

It's Ming, Wen Wen and the boxing champion. Instead, they took the risk of completely crushing the information and ending their lives to save Li Yao and face "Volkswagen data turbulence” with him!

Li Yaoxin was pleased, but thought that Xiaoming and Wenwen could also be caught in a strange vortex, even polluted by volatile and highly erosive data streams, the soul was strained like steel wire, somewhere to create a new power, earthworm-like body constantly expanding, expanding like mountains, flagella grew again, to become strong arms, like ancient gods descended from the sky, hard to carry the whole raging data.

“I would never let you contaminate Xiaoming and Wen! ”

Boom!

Li Yao felt that every single piece of data in the vortex was turned into a shining star, and one billion and eighty million stars were blown up in front of him, blowing his soul apart and completely annihilating him.

He doesn't know anything about what happens next.

……

He was asleep, he was thinking, he was reconstructing his divine soul in the rebuilding of a fragmented virtual world, and he was exploring and unleashing the deepest power of the divine soul.

Like Lu Qingdust not long ago, he went through a cycle in the "mother", where consciousness was divided into several layers, from the inside out, and the contact angle of the mind suddenly extended to the other side of the vast star sea, suddenly contracting into a stream of plankton like data around him.

Sometimes, like an immortal single-cell life, he goes through a long evolution in a virtual world where truth and falsehood are undisputed, from a single cell to a multi-cell, from a fungus blanket to a trichlorfon, from a fish to an amphibian, from a dinosaur to an ape, even to a beetle colony like the post-clan, or to a paradise tree like the praise fathers.

Sometimes his "touch” can flow beyond the Ultimate Salvation along a hole in the data interface to see how this fragmented, extremely distorted Volkswagen flagship was captured by other starships with a spiritual magnetic field and dragged between the two giant ships - although he didn't recognize the models of the two giant ships for a while, he took a long breath with his teeth dancing claws on the bow, the glittering Nine-Star Septon Battle Badge.

His “touch” continued to grow, seemingly also seeing the Confederation and the Imperial Coalition chase north on the edge of the extreme heavenly realm, sweeping away the remnants of the Volkswagen fleet, including the reconstruction of Emperor Du, the surrender of the Yellow Dragon realm, and the chaos and collapse of the territory of the Four Major Election Emperors… Long after the end of the Emperor's Defense War, the whole star sea was like a burning iron ingot, still at extremely high temperatures, the eternal war was only a moment of rest, but the dawn of peace had finally arrived.

He wasn't sure if it was really happening or if it was his own assumption.

Just as he was not sure that in the midst of the slim, the experience of a world that was also illusory and true - a world of swords and fairies of famine, ancient, ancient, second-hand, ancient and ancient scents, the great dark times of demonic rule, and the infinite glory of the Star Sea Empire - all this was true and false.

In other words, how exactly should I distinguish between true and false? He remembered that he had argued with Volkswagen and Lu Light Dust about the problem, and that the world created by data and information was a little more false than the world that had been repaired for 40,000 years, and therefore worthless? How can he confirm that the world of 40,000 years of repair, including his own, must be true?

Perhaps when every intelligent life was first born, it was “fake” to some extent, which is why it took a lifetime to “fix it”!

Thinking about it, he gained a clear understanding from the deepest part of his divine soul, as if a "ringing bell” had sounded, a crystal shell torn, something as pure as a newborn baby, weak, but filled with infinite possibilities to break a cocoon.

He - Li Yao, after a long sleep, devouring, merging and practicing, finally woke up again!

“Here is…”

Li Yao feels like a fetus in amniotic fluid, unable to speak of serenity and tranquillity. He only sees himself and the bloody heart demon reunite. It is wrapped around each other like a huge and penniless genetic chain, while the upper body is reshaped into a human form, but it is crystal clear and full of light. Each pore is filled with a tangible light.

Li Yao was surprised to discover that his soul was perfectly embedded with a part of Volkswagen's database, allowing him to master some of Volkswagen's memories and abilities and, of course, gain some control of the Ultimate Salvation and tens of thousands of Hongdong Crystal Brains.

However, Volkswagen's data fragments were ultimately too small to provide him with an overwhelming advantage, but were repressed by him and completely reduced to part of him.

This is still virtual space.

It can be seen that after that intense battle some time ago, this virtual space has fallen to the brink of collapse, but it is not known what kind of force supports it, and it is barely maintained in a state of shaky, dying breath, and rescued again.

At this moment, countless pit depressions, distorted and deformed virtual worlds, are immersed in a data ocean that has calmed down, resting and rejuvenating, just like a traumatized cell.

For virtual dwarves in these virtual worlds, it is impossible for them to realize what is happening outside but to experience a landslide, volcanic eruption, super hurricanes and tsunamis, and even massive meteorite rains that invade the planet, “catastrophic changes” like the end of the world.

Some virtual worlds have completely collapsed, and a bunch of data has turned lifeless grey and white, and there can be no more change.

But in more virtual worlds, the intransigent, after being dragged back to the beginning of evolution by the catastrophe, began another round of blueprints, struggling to survive.

A scene of hot rebuilding in the sky, Li Yao sees the emotion, the trance really doesn't know how to distinguish between the virtual little man whose data is piled up, and the real life.

According to mythology, human beings are made of mud by the Lady Clan.

So, what qualifies them, the little mud builders, to judge who is life and who is not?

Li Yao then saw a crystal clear silk, stretching out of the thousands of virtual worlds being rebuilt, and connected to himself.

He had this weird feeling that he was constantly drawing nutrients from these virtual worlds.

The more resilient life is in the virtual world, the more evolutionary it is, and even the so-called "intelligent life” is born, the more data changes and possibilities there are, and the more nutrients he can collect from this virtual world.

It is by relying on the nourishment of countless virtual worlds that he can recover so quickly from the withering depletion of the oil exhausted lamp, the invisibility of an ancient man, the pen ink is indescribable, and there is no definition of a new realm!

“Dad!”

Li Yao suddenly heard a crisp cry as he mocked the connection between himself and the thousands of virtual worlds, including the entire virtual space.

That sounded like Ming's voice, but there was something wrong with Hidden. The sound was a little rough, unlike a seventy-eight year old pink carved jade doll, but like a teenager in a period of change of voice.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, up-and-coming teenager, swimming from the depths of the data ocean, looked at him with a smile and shouted: "Dad! ”

Li Yao's stupid eyes.

The appearance of this teenager is similar to that of Fabao's grave in that time. It is just as handsome, unbridled, and full of wild and evil male charm.

The problem is, he's not that big of a son!

“Ming? ”

Feeling the familiar smell in each other, Li Yao couldn't believe it and asked, "You, how did you end up like this? ”

“I grew up, and every child would grow up eventually, wouldn't I? ”

The wild, black-haired teenager smiled sharply, stretching his vibrant limbs to Li Yao, showing off his brand new, glittering database, "or, in other words, I swallowed up a lot of data left over from Volkswagen, analyzed and mastered the countless algorithms of the famine era and Volkswagen's logical thought architecture, on the basis of which, a new upgrade was achieved, iterating to the next version - otherwise, it would be impossible for me to rebuild the collapsed virtual space and find a way to recast my father's broken soul! ”