Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1862

[Chapter 21]

Aguimu, the juvenile of the Yuan clan, left, and it was quite painful.

The yellow crystal plague poison has eroded into his whole body. At first only the central nervous system, but later, even the spine, motor and autonomic nerves are affected.

At the beginning of this poor guy, the divine light in his eyes was getting weaker and weaker, and his memory was constantly lost.

Then, there was severe back pain, and I couldn’t bend down at the beginning. The tail is also difficult to wiggle. Every movement was accompanied by enormous pain. At this stage, the hands and feet are already weak.

Its cultivation base also began to be lost, from the foundation-building period to the Qi training period, and finally until all the mana disappeared. Another strange force that it can’t control is entangled in him.

Those powers have all become the power of the citrine pathogen.

Motor and autonomic nerves. at this time. Instead, the poor guy is starting to get out of his head. He has no pain at all, not even himself.

The soul dissipates, the brain crystallizes.

Accompanied by the complete failure of the organs.

At this point, even the flame of life can only barely hang himself.

Feng Yecai and Xue Bufan were almost consuming their own cultivation to hang their lives on this little thing, and it was even hard to say that it was hanging.

In Xue Bufan’s view, this is more like maintaining the cellular activity of part of a corpse.

Its nerves are all gone.

At this stage, the physical body also loses the instinct of digestion and absorption. Not to mention eating, even direct injection will not help. An organ whose function is similar to the pancreas has been shut down. Monosaccharides with no problem with chirality cannot be converted into glycogen in the body and absorbed by cells.

In a few months, the expedition team led by the god of natural selection just went through some research, and finally synthesized a material method that the cells of the Yuan clan could directly absorb. Then Feng Yecai and Xue Bufan synthesized it on the spot, and filmed this guy multiple times. muscle. That’s how it could barely keep it alive.

But Aguimu’s weight still plummeted. All that was left was a skeleton, wrinkled skin, and broken spikes.

If you look carefully, you can even feel the sharp and fine thorns under the guy’s rubbery skin.

That is the product after the nerve endings are completely infiltrated by the yellow crystal virus.

Overinfection is a phenomenon that normally never occurs.

Pure torture.

They also received a sufficient number of pathological analysis reports for this purpose.

And those crystallized nerves that almost stick out of the body surface have naturally become their harvest.

Pathological samples produced by Citrine Pathogens that have not been transformed by celestial progression spells.

This is enough to make Shenzhou crazy.

After several months, they finally got it.

But Xue Bufan was in a heavy heart.

Today is the day Aguimu died.

Chi Kunli curled up his tail and crouched in front of Aguimu, his spine arched, his breathing port opened, and his teeth were clenched to death.

Feng Yecai recorded this scene with great interest.

“It looks like this should be the expression of the Yuan clan’s ‘sadness’, right?”

Poseidon’s ideas for analyzing the expression language of the human race are also used by the human race to quickly familiarize themselves with the expression language of other ethnic groups, and there is even a special Lu rank.

Xue Bufan felt a heavy heart and shook his head.

“What? Are you worried that the surrounding Yuan clan will swarm us and tear us apart?” Feng Yecai poked him with his elbow.

Today is the day Aguimu left. A few days ago, Feng Yecai predicted this. Of course, he just chose a day and stopped the supply of Flame of Life.

But these Yuan clans seem to have completely forgotten about the standard of death.

In Chi Kunli’s view, this is the evidence of Longnu’s “magical doctor”.

Originally, his son could only live for a few days, but in the hands of these two dragon slave doctors, this kid actually lived several months longer. And these days, these two dragon slaves actually burnt their own cultivation base to extend the life of his son.

These are real and perceptible.

Moreover, when they predicted that their sons would die, their own sons would die at that time.

The Yuan clan has lost the power of “technology”, but still retains the impression of “technology”.

The gestures of the two dragon slaves moved him very much. And their medical skills, Chi Kunli also sincerely admires them.

So, he invited the other two exiles, his few allies, to share with him the last relic left by his son.

And Feng Yecai faithfully recorded all this.

He seems to be a typical 30 or 40-year-old era when the Alliance of Angels and Immortals had just gotten rid of the extreme hostility to the ancient monks of other planets, but lacked any empathy for the Yuanying monks.

Everyone knows that in the expression language of monkeys, “grinning” is the expression of the inferior to the superior, and it is the embodiment of the fear and humiliation of the weak. However, the zoologist who studies monkeys is not humiliated by smiling at monkeys even if he understands that in the context of monkeys, this is equivalent to kneeling.

A researcher who eats a five-dollar lunch will not feel indignant because his inborn immune-deficient mice eat a thousand-dollar sterile feed.

The researchers are not stingy to please the experimental animals as long as the experiments require the animals to maintain a good mood and a healthy body.

Feng Yecai is the kind of person who doesn’t mean to smile at monkeys.

Even within the range recorded by his calculator, several tall Yuan clans had already cut open a thin body, carefully removed the yellow crystals, and put the meat into their mouths.

The ritual begins with drinking blood. Chi Kunli screamed in the sky, and his voice was filled with grief. He bit on the artery of his son’s corpse and slowly drained the blood.

Then, cut the body.

Dantian, heart, and brain, these three parts should be inherited by the child’s father.

After that, it was the turn of the other two.

The three of them devoured this small body as if they were drinking blood.

Xue Bufan felt nauseous. He said: “We should almost go back? There is nothing to do.”

“Who said that?” Feng Yecai said, “There are still three pathology reports to write.”

“You…” Xue Bufan’s face appeared A little struggle. In the end, he sat down: “What are you going to do? Aren’t you afraid of being exposed?”

“Afraid of being exposed.” Feng Yecai smiled: “Just take a little risk.”

Xue Bufan sighed: “You have to know, dare to An adventurous creature, this bloodline is often not passed down.”

“Oh?” Feng Yecai nodded: “Indeed, in a blink of an eye, we have all come here, but our bloodline is not good enough to let us go to the third The preparations for Primordial Prison. They exist to deal with the environment in the backland of Shenzhou.”

He paused and said, “We have already surpassed our own bloodline. In this case, let’s go a little further?”

” Be more specific? How to do it?”

“It’s very simple.” Feng Yecai said, “First of all, you have to delay.”

“Delay?”

“Yes.” Feng Yecai analyzed: “According to the initial statement, that kid should only have a few days to live. But we have used the indiscriminate growth and vitality of the flame of life to prolong his life for so long. It stands to reason that the vitality of patients and pathogens should be strengthened together. In other words, under this method, the stronger the person, the better the disease. The more powerful it is, it is impossible to last so long.”

“So, I can conclude that the effect of the flame of life on this pathogen is very small.”

“That’s not right.” Xue Bufan frowned.

The Flame of Life is a special technique of Tianyan Catalogue. After comprehending the essence of “negative entropy”, it is a magical power that was born by accident and the reverberation of the power of creation. If there is no deliberate guidance, this magical power should treat all living beings equally.

“However, it just happened.” Feng Yecai spread his hands together, then clapped them together: “In addition, have you noticed that the more serious the condition, the faster the body of that kid will collapse? At the beginning, you and I both It is easy to keep him alive, but in the end, we even have to burn and cultivate.”

Xue Bufan nodded: “Indeed…but is this a normal phenomenon? Exhaustion and death are a process like a landslide. Later, the more unstoppable.”

“No, I think the speed of this exhaustion is abnormal. The other is the speed of the loss of cultivation.” Feng Yecai said: “So, I have a guess about the non-specific immune function of the Yuan clan, in fact It can inhibit the activity of the citrine pathogen to a certain extent. Perhaps there is a threshold, as long as this threshold is exceeded, it is possible not to be infected. We need to wait and wait for the citrine pathogen to attack.”

Xue Bufan widened his eyes: ” Are you crazy? According to the small amount of data provided by the Shengu Yuan clan, the incubation period of the topaz plague can be calculated in years!”

“So, this is a long-term task, brother.” Feng Yecai said: “However, I still have two Thoughts. First of all, these three Yuan clans have similar cultivation bases, and they also ate the same patient’s tissue at the same time. They are a very good empirical group and control group. We can bless one of them with the flame of life, and grow Time to strengthen his physique and see if he can resist the Citrine Plague.”

“Impossible.” Xue Bufan shook his head: “We don’t know where the intake threshold is. If their intake this time is more than that of the Yuan clan The threshold of the immune system is several orders of magnitude higher, so no matter how much we bless their physique, it is useless. As for delaying the onset time… We do not know the average length of the incubation period, and we do not know the range and variance of the incubation period. We conduct research on individuals ,Pointless.”

“Well, so I said, this is a long-term process.” Feng Yecai nodded: “There are many Yuan clan, and there are many Yuan clan patients.”

“You…” Xue Bufan no longer knew what to say.

At this time, Chi Kunli came over. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was sad, but he said to the two of them solemnly: “You two, you have done your job well. I think I should give you a reward. What do you think you need?”

[End of this Chapter]