Phantasmal Genesis - 384

Heavenly World.

Seven big mountains surround a valley, and above the valley, a huge island like a mountain is suspended in mid-air.

Countless palace houses are dotted on the island, and from time to time, people’s shadows fly in the sky and fall down.

Immortal spirit is vague, a scene of immortal family.

In the heavenly world, there are many such schools of immortality, most of which are hidden in the deep mountains, occupying the natural aura of the world.

Every ten years, the major cultivating sects will extend olive branches to mortals in the mortal world, and include those who have the qualifications to cultivate immortals to enter the mountain gate to practice.

But despite the fact that these mortal creatures look exactly like humans, they are actually all formed from a hundred races, fixing the genes of themselves and their offspring into human appearances.

Real human beings live high above the heavens and enjoy the richest blessings in this world. They call these mortal humans who look the same as themselves mortals.

Because there is the only immortal powerhouse among human beings, they call themselves immortals.

The immortals treat mortals just like the humans on earth treat wild beasts, regard mortals as inferior creatures, and shamelessly transform themselves into human beings in every possible way.

This is simply an insult.

The experimental subject stopped high in the sky, looking down at the magnificent island suspended in midair with aura.

The powerful spiritual power stretched out instantly, and it smashed the mountain guarding formation surrounding the island in one fell swoop, causing the entire island to vigorously shake.

An old man with blue hair woke up from the practice, the energy in his body circulated, and he flew out of the palace in an instant.

“I don’t know which senior came here?! I am the Sect Master of the Baishu Sect of the Sophorae Tree Clan!”

The Hundred Clan does not mean that there are only one hundred races in this world, but it represents the one hundred most powerful races.

The locust tree tribe is among the hundred tribes, and this name is still the name given to the reincarnation in the first place.

The subject paused for a while, and immediately afterwards, the huge mental power wrapped towards the green-haired old man.

This old man is the strongest person on the island, but under the pressure of the experimental body’s mental power, he is still connected by the spiritual line.

In the next moment, countless messy memories rushed into the old man’s mind, and immediately, his eyes became dull.

After solving this person, the experimental body continued to shroud the spiritual power to the cultivators on the island.

The stronger the person being connected, the more energy the experimental body’s spiritual line must provide to control it.

“metropolitan!!”

“Someone is in the sky!!”

The exclamation of countless people on the island came.

At the same time, a gust of wind inexplicably rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a harsh sound in the air, and countless fallen leaves flew towards the small black spots in the sky.

The subject did not hide his body shape, and his mental power could not perceive him, but he was visible to the naked eye.

Seven giant trees grew from the tops of the seven big mountains surrounding the Sophora Clan. On the huge figure that covered the sky, countless sturdy vines stretched out to the sky like tentacles.

A dark cloud suddenly appeared around the subject, and the thunder shuttled between the clouds like a dragon and snake, bursting with brilliant thunder light from time to time.

This world still follows the theory of the five elements’ mutual restraint. Suddenly, just when the vines were about to entangle the subject, the light of thunder descended like a punishment from heaven.

Rumble! !

Loud thunder!

The vines intersected and collided with the thunder, and the vines lost their spirituality and fell towards the ground.

The seven elders sitting in the center of the palace had their faces become rotten to the naked eye, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, their eyes were enveloped by a dead air, and there was no movement at all.

The disciples guarding the seven elders were instantly stunned by this scene, but before they could think about it, a majestic mental power swept their minds.

The line of spirit completes the connection.

The subject was carrying the sky full of thunder and looked down indifferently with his eyes.

Everyone on the island is controlled by his mental power, and none of them can escape.

Every so long, the thunder dissipated, and the island returned to quiet.

The green-haired old man stood respectfully on the island and waited for the subject to slowly fall.

The experimenter paid attention to the spiritual thread on the green-haired old man, and passed the spiritual thread’s cultivation techniques.

Meng Ke referred to this exercise as “Removing the false and keeping the true”

“Thank you for the master’s grace!” The green-haired old man threw his head on the ground, knocking his head on the dirt.

After doing this, the subject waited until the old man with a green hair completely transformed his own practice into “Removing the Fake and Keeping the True”, and transferred all the connected persons on the island to him.

The subject only connected him.

Under the orders of the old man, everyone on the island sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

The subject immediately felt that a very large amount of energy was transmitted to him through the spiritual thread of the green-haired old man.

Determined to be useful, the experimenter handed over the spiritual thread of the tens of thousands of people that had previously been connected in the town to the green-haired old man.

Hearing the subject’s order to bring the tens of thousands of people and start practicing, the green-haired old man immediately showed bitterness on his face.

“Master, even if we teach these people to cultivate, many people on the Continent of Killing Gods are waste bodies that cannot be cultivated. Anyone who can cultivate, as long as they have a little aptitude, will be brought into the mountain gate by various sects to cultivate, and these will remain. Among the people, there are very few people who can still cultivate!”

Reading the memories of the green-haired elders, the experimental subjects quickly learned that because the hundreds of races were transformed into humans, many fragments of evolutionary incompleteness appeared in their genes. This has created a group of amazing talents. But it also made it impossible for more people to practice, and lacked the qualifications for cultivation.

After learning about it, the subject put a piece of exercises into the memory of the green-haired old man.

“This exercise can be cultivated as long as it is a wise creature, and there is no bottleneck. You can spread it out and give it to all those who can’t practice, so that they can cultivate for me as soon as possible!”

The old man with green hair looked at the exercises in his memory, and was immediately attracted by the strange ideas in the exercises, and he was shocked.

The basic theory of practice in this world was put forward by the reincarnation, and the practice that suits him is actually tailored for him by the main god, and most of them are suitable for human beings.

If it is a creature other than human beings to cultivate, although it will be effective, but it will produce some abnormalities.

And this person happened to be a big man who focused on science and technology testing, and he didn’t know much about the cultivation technique of immortality, so he has not solved the matter up to now.

The exercise method provided by the experimental body is different from the one provided by the reincarnation. It can be said that there are two kinds of exercise methods.

And this technique fell in the eyes of the green-haired elders, and it simply existed exclusively for their mortals!

Don’t say more.

After acquiring the memory of the old man with green hair, the experimenter discerned the direction, and was about to leave the operation of the spell.

The green-haired old man hurriedly asked:

“Can the master leave a number? I can wait to know who I am following.”

“Dao number? Name?”

Meng Ke watched this scene and passed a string of information into the subject’s mind.

The experimental body rose from the ground in an instant, and its figure rushed into the sky.

“My name is number one!!!”