Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The **** heart of the devil wants to cry without tears, so that he wants to take the road and escape, but Li Yao is more and more tightly wounded, and he is also killed by his life, and he is dragged back.

"Wow!"

Li Yao is wrapped in **** demons, and tears are filled with tears. "I didn't expect that you will be so loyal to the key moments, willing to stay and die with me. It's the so-called 'difficult to see the truth.' It seems that I usually see it. I am wrong, I apologize to you, good brother, do not say anything, we are today, life and death together!"

"...you are a big ghost!"

The blood-colored demons even cried and groaned, and they twisted in vain. "When I was a blood-striped person in my life, what did you create? You will have such a 'good brother' in this life, you have to die, I still die. Young, I still have great youth, I don't want to die, I, I, I know this, I just joined forces with Lu Xiaochen and killed it first-"

The noise of the **** demons stops.

The violent violent whirlwind, chaos like a whirlpool, devour the data of the heavens and the earth, but they rolled them into the brain.

For a time, Li Yao and the **** demons felt that they were turning around, and they experienced the changes of thousands of years. The souls were stunned in the impact of endless data, like a statue riddled with wind and riddled with holes.

"father!"

"Lee Yao!"

At the last moment, they heard the familiar voice coming from the top of their head, and a faint light grew bigger and bigger.

It was Xiao Ming, Wen Wen and Quan Quan. They did not go away. Instead, they risked the complete smashing of the information and the end of life. They saved Li Yao and faced the "Fuxi data turbulence" with him!

Li Yao’s heart is happy, but I think that Xiao Ming and Wen Wen may also be involved in a strange whirlpool, and even be polluted by the turbulent data of Fuxi. The soul is like a steel cable. I don’t know where to give birth to a brand new one. The power, the sturdy body is expanding, the expansion is like a mountain, the flagella is growing again, and it becomes a strong and powerful arm. It is like an ancient **** descending from the sky, and it is hard to live with the whole violent data.

"I will never let you pollute Xiao Ming and Wen Wen!"

boom!

Li Yao felt that every piece of data in the whirlpool turned into a shining star, and that one hundred and eighty thousand stars were blasted in front of them, blowing him away and completely annihilating.

He didn't know anything about what happened next.

......

He is sleeping, he is thinking, he is rebuilding his own soul in the reconstruction of the fragmented virtual world, and exploring and releasing the deepest power of the soul.

Like Lv Dengchen not long ago, he experienced a reincarnation in the "mother body". The consciousness was divided into several levels from the inside out. The tentacles of the thought suddenly extended to the other side of the vast sea of ​​stars, and suddenly shrank to the side. A string of data in a plankton-like data stream.

Sometimes, he is like an immortal single-celled life, undergoing a long evolution in a virtual world of true and false, changing from a single cell to a multi-cell, from a mushroom to a trilobite, from a fish. It becomes an amphibious class, from dinosaurs to apes, and even to the beetles like the latter, or the towering trees like the father.

Sometimes, his "thinking" can follow the open data interface and flow beyond the "Ultimate Salvation" to see the flagship of the fragmented, extremely distorted Fuxi Fleet, how it was used by other starships. The field captured and towed between the two huge ships - although he did not recognize the models of the two ships at the same time, but the ship's head and claws, the shining nine-star dragon emblem, still make him A long sigh of relief.

His "thinking" continued to expand. It seems that he also saw the federal and imperial coalitions chasing the north at the edge of the extreme heavens, sweeping the remnants of the Fuxi fleet, including the reconstruction of the emperor, the surrender of the Huanglong world, and the four electors. The chaos and collapse of the Hou family territory... Long after the end of the imperial war, the entire Xinghai Sea is like a red iron ingot, still in extreme heat, the eternal war is just a moment of rest, but the dawn of peace has finally come.

He is not sure if this is what really happened, or his own delusions.

Just as he is not sure about the fascinating and real world between the fluttering and the hustle and bustle - the wild, ancient, ancient, medieval, antique sword fairy world, the dark age of the demon rule, and the Xinghai Empire Infinite glory, whether this is true or not.

Having said that, how should we distinguish between true and false? He remembered that he had argued with Fu Xi and Lu Xiaochen about this problem. The world created by data and information is more fake than the world of 40,000 years of comprehension, so it is even less valuable? How does he confirm that the world of comprehension for 40,000 years, including himself, must be true?

Perhaps, every intelligent life just born is to some extent "fake", so it is necessary to use all of life to "repair"!

In this way, he got a glimpse of the deepest part of the soul, as if "the bell", a crystal shell cracked, something as pure as a newborn baby, weak, but full of infinite possibilities .

He - Li Yao, after a long sleep, swallowed, merged and cultivated, finally woke up again!

"here is……"

Li Yao feels like a fetus in the amniotic fluid. He can't tell the silence and tranquility. He only sees himself and the **** demons reunited together, like a huge gene chain, and the upper body re-emerges. It turns into a human figure, but it is crystal clear and radiant, and there is a real light in every pore.

Gently raising his hand and quickly interpreting all the data that makes up this body, Li Yao was surprised to find that his soul was in perfect harmony with a part of the database of Fuxi, which made him master the memory and ability of Fuxi. Of course, I also got some control rights from the "Ultimate Rescue" and tens of thousands of ruins.

However, Fuxi's data fragments are so few that it is not enough to form an overwhelming advantage for him, but he is suppressed by his suppression and completely swayed for him.

It is still a virtual space here.

It can be seen that after that long-awaited fierce battle, this virtual space has fallen to the brink of collapse, but I don’t know what kind of power is supporting it. It is barely maintained in a state of faltering and dying, and it has been rescued.

At this moment, countless pits, twisted and deformed virtual worlds, just like a traumatized cell, immersed in the ocean of data that has calmed down, recuperating and restoring vitality.

For the virtual villain in these virtual worlds, they can't realize what happened to the outside world. They just experienced a catastrophe, volcanic eruption, super hurricane and tsunami, and even a large meteorite rain invading the planet, the end of the world. "Cataclysm".

Some of the virtual worlds have completely collapsed, and the data of a group has become a gray-white, lifeless, and there is no change in life.

But in more virtual worlds, the tenacious people have once again dragged back to the starting point of evolution after the Cataclysm, and once again began to take the road to blue, and struggle to survive,

In the scene of the resurgence of the scene, Li Yao was so impressed that he really didn't know how to distinguish the virtual villain from the data stack and the real life.

- In myths and legends, human beings are shaped by the female Yi people.

Therefore, what are the qualifications of the little guys they have shaped from these muds to determine who is the life and who is not?

Then, Li Yao saw a piece of crystal clear light that stretched out from thousands of virtual worlds that were being rebuilt and connected to himself.

He gave birth to a very strange feeling, as if he was continually drawing nutrients from these virtual worlds.

The more tenacious the life in the virtual world, the higher the degree of evolution, and even the so-called "smart life", the more changes and possibilities of data, the more nutrients he can collect from this virtual world.

It is the nourishment of countless virtual worlds that he can recover from the withering of the oil and the faintness of the oil, and the faint glimpse of the ancients, the indescribable brush and ink, and no new realm of definition!

"father!"

Just as Li Yaozhen was rubbing himself and thousands of virtual worlds, including the connection of the entire virtual space, he suddenly heard a shout of shouting.

It seems to be the voice of Xiao Ming, but it is faint and somewhat wrong. This voice is rough, not like the little doll of the seven or eight-year-old powdered jade, but it is like a teenager who is in the changing period.

Then, a tall, straight-eyed, heroic teenager walked up from the depths of the data ocean, looked at him with a smile, and called again: "Dad!"

Li Yao is dumbfounded.

The appearance of this boy is almost the same as that of his magical tomb. He is as handsome and handsome as he is, and full of wild and evil man charm.

The problem is that he doesn't have such a big son!

"Xiao Ming?"

Perceived the familiar atmosphere of the other party, Li Yao asked in disbelief. "How do you become this look?"

"I grew up, every child will eventually grow up, isn't it?"

The temperamental wild black-haired boy smiled heartily and stretched his vitality to Li Yao, showing off a brand new, golden database. "Or, in other words, I have swallowed up a lot of data left by Fuxi. Analyze and master the myriad algorithms of the ruined era and the logical thinking structure of Fuxi. Based on this, a new upgrade is implemented and iterated to the next version. Otherwise, I can't rebuild the virtual space of the crash and find a way. Recasting my father's broken spirit!"