Super God Gene

With the withering of flower vines, the resurgence of breath on the skull that had been entangled by flower vines, the muscle fascia of bone gradually emerged, and Hanson looked suspicious.

“Is it true that this skull is not dead yet and is about to be resurrected?” Hanson stared at the skull, and more in his heart was anticipation.

This skeleton is also a pure spirit, and if it can be resurrected, it should be just like him, so that it can make him less boring.

As for who they are, whether they are good or bad, Hanson doesn't think about it that much.

The flesh and blood grew above the white bone, and the sight shook so strangely that Hanson watched as a skeleton gradually turned into a fleshy body.

It's just that after about half an hour or so, you can probably see the outline of the person. The five officers can't see clearly for the time being, but Hanson can be sure that it's a man.

Soon, the skin grew and looked like a human being.

When the skin on the man's face was fully formed and his hair started to grow, Hanson stared at the man's face for a while, but his eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

“How does this person's appearance resemble that of the Hole Xuanco?” The more Hanson looks at it, the more he thinks he looks like Dong Xuanco.

Hansen discovered the remains of Dong Xuanzi in the shelter and obtained the Dong Xuanzi scripture, which was of great importance to him. Without the Dong Xuanzhi scripture, Hansen may not have achieved what he is now, or even may have died long ago.

So Hansen has always been respectful to this man, and curious, how Dong Xuanzi died there in the shattered void.

All of this is already a mystery, Hanson can't solve it, at this time he sees another body here, and some of it looks like a hole Xuanco, which makes Hanson feel unusual and weird.

Less often than not, the skull has been completely humanized and, like the original cave Xuanzhou, appears to be a gentle and resolute man.

“Even if it can reshape the body, but if the Spirit had left long ago and been reborn, it would be difficult to come back to life. After all, man is not a god in the temple, and even if he had a body, it would not be possible to reborn a new spirit.” Hanson looked at the man who was still motionless, but unfortunately had no raw breath, despite the spiritual power in his flesh.

“At first glance, however, the man seems to be somewhat different from Dong Xuanco.” Hanson carefully weighed the man. He felt a little bit alike before, but his hair was perfectly long. After the five officers recovered their sophistication, he didn't feel much alike, but the temperament rhyme was just a little similar.

Hanson was measuring the man himself, but he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if there was endless joy in the world.

Hanson was frightened. The man opened his eyes but still had no chance of survival.

“I had forgotten that he was a pure spirit, and that perhaps he could really be resurrected.” As Hanson muttered to himself, the man spoke.

“I am the disciple of the Dow Gate, ordered to guard the flowers on the other bank, helpless heaven and earth mutate everything fades away, the sun shines on the earth, burn everything, I have not long been able to guard the flowers on the other bank, I have to use the power of the flowers on the other bank to leave a message in the art of sending spirits. If the disciple of the Dow Gate comes back here, I can guard the flowers on my behalf...” The man opens his eyes and talks, but his eyes do not have a focus, it is like a robot with little intelligence.

“Does this man call himself a Taoist disciple, the heir of a prodigal ancestor?” Hanson speculated in his heart.

The man went on to say: "I have spent many years watching the other side of the shore, I have worked hard to repair nothing but dust, I have been enlightening the" Genetic Stories "for many years, and many of the understandings have not been passed down to the Taoist classics, and they remain here...”

Hanson was shocked to hear about it, and it was unbelievable that this man could actually read "Genetic Stories."

“By order of Qin Shu, White Mo searched for a way to connect the two worlds, and White Mo's own will said that he had found black crystals and genetic objects from an ancient sect of the original star. Is it true that that ancient sect is the door, and this man is the disciple of that sect...”

The man went on to say: "My door studied the human body itself, explored the mysteries of the universe, and pursued the natural harmony between man and the universe." The Genetic Story is the genetic code of man and a key to the universe... ”

Hanson raised his ears and listened carefully, recording every word of a man in his heart. The genetic narrative spoken by a man is obviously somewhat different from the genetic narrative practiced by Hanson, more like a version of the negative genetic narrative.

However, the two are still somewhat different, and Hanson's genetic phrase has been modified later, not only by others, but also by Hanson himself.

And the version that men are talking about, obviously, is the older version.

Even so, however, it has become extremely important to Hansen, who had previously suffered from the forced reversal of genetic narratives.

With men's explanations and true manners, it is undoubtedly a major breakthrough.

Unfortunately, Hanson is now a pure spirit, otherwise with the experience of men and the grammar of genetics, he may be able to successfully break the boundaries of genetic narratives.

As the man spoke, the flesh and bones of the body broke down and dissipated into a little light, the spirit of the spirit did not fly up to the temple of genes like a normal spirit.

When a man had finished his genetic narrative, his body had almost completely broken down, melting a large amount of spiritual light, like rain falling into the dust.

As the spiritual light fell into the scorched black land, the land that was burned into coke, with no livelihood at all, actually created a few livelihoods.

The surrounding black retreated, gradually revealing the original color of the rubble. In the blue slab gap, grass sprouts actually grew.

Without the cover of scorched earth, Hanson saw a broken plaque in the ruins with the words "Sunrise Palace” engraved on it, apparently not a temple.

“Is this really a legacy of the Original Star Age? But the Original Age doesn't seem to have the star power, does it? How can a Dormen disciple reach the Sun? Can he reach this point simply by his own strength?” Hansen looked strangely at the Sunrise Palace beneath his feet like ruins.

Hanson tried to remove the fallen boulders and see if there was anything useful left in the Sunrise Palace, but his body passed through the boulders.

“The spirit is really upset.” Hanson sighed and had to give up his thoughts.

“Daodong specifically asked a disciple to guard the flowers on the other shore. There must be something extraordinary about the flowers coming to the other shore. How did they dissipate when I touched them?” Hanson looked at his palms, and when those petals melted, it seemed like nothing really remained, and Hanson didn't feel a thing.