The dissection of the Demon Mountain Hall is soon coming to an end, and it is better to say that the Demon Mountain is experimenting in the most cruel way tomorrow.

The battered One Hundred and Thirty-Nine and five other flesh-and-blood corpses were carried down.

A One Hundred and Thirty-Nine got a chance to live, and the other five corpses, after being taken away from their souls, directly opened a gap in the formation and were thrown out of the hole in the center of the platform of the Magic Mountain Hall, and it was said that they would be thrown directly into the underground river.

The next experiment has entered a critical stage, and Hua Yanhong's cold voice unreservedly explains the process of dissection, the purpose of the experiment, and the problems to be solved.

I have to say that these practices of Magic Mountain, while subverting the cognition of ordinary people, will also bring people into another world.

At the very least, while Li Muyang felt shocked, he had a lot more understanding of the monk's body, and he also opened up more aspects of cultivating immortals.

The question that needs to be solved in this dissection is whether the fairy spirit root and meridians can still function after leaving the monk's body.

Whether the fairy spirit root can be transplanted into the body of others, and whether it can continue to cultivate.

Whether the fairy roots can be fused with each other, and whether the monk's fairy root talent can be increased after fusion.

Nima!

How dare you think!

Putting aside the cruel and ruthless side of the Magic Mountain, Li Muyang also had to admire the unbridled imagination of these people.

However, the process of realizing these imaginations is not only extremely cruel, but also extremely difficult, and it is likely that nothing will be achieved again and again.

The six people who were dissected, whether they were dead or alive, the immortal spirit roots and meridians taken out of their bodies were always nourished by the monks with mana, and they seemed to be still full of vitality.

It's just that outside the fairy spirit roots and meridians with various colors of light, there are pieces of minced meat with blood, making this strange scene have a bloody and terrifying atmosphere.

"Bang!"

A set of fairy roots and meridians floating in the air suddenly burst, turning into a cloud of blood and mud, scattered on the ground of the platform.

The fairy spirit roots and meridians that were still shining just now were no longer traceable, and in an instant, only a disgusting blood mud remained in front of everyone.

Hua Yanhong frowned slightly, and was about to continue to say something.

"Bang! bang!"

The immortal spirit roots and meridians floating in the air burst one after another, and they also turned into a pool of blood and mud, leaving only the immortal spirit roots and meridians of the first hundred and thirty-ninth with the cultivation of the Zhuyuan Realm still working well.

Magic Mountain has a gloomy face tomorrow, and always pays attention to the progress of the experiment, the results of this experiment are very unsatisfactory, and it fails to achieve his goal and verify his ideas.

At this time, there was still the only set of fairy spirit roots and meridians, he closed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Transplant it immediately!"

In the Demon Mountain, the words of the Demon Mountain tomorrow will be more effective than the holy decree, and his orders will be carried out most thoroughly.

Hua Yanhong waved her hand, and immediately a teenage boy was brought up naked, and the young man who was the chief knife of No. 139 Jia started the transplantation of the fairy spirit root and meridians by himself.

This was a very critical experiment, and immediately someone took out the rune jade plate that had been carved, inlaid enough spirit stones, and activated the formation.

The six Zhuyuan Realm cultivators sat around the rune jade plate as if they were familiar with each other, their hands quickly changing spells, and the area around the rune jade plate was immediately shrouded in a faint black mist.

The main knife master fused perfectly with the breath of these six people, and began to move the knife!

More than 1,000 people gathered around the Magic Mountain Hall, silent, but, because they were shrouded in black mist, the vast majority of people couldn't see the process of the experiment clearly, and were just anxiously waiting for the results.

Li Muyang could see clearly that the seven people who carried out the experimental operation were obviously all disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect, and each of them was a dual cultivator of the law and spirit.

Whether it was the chief swordsman or the other six, each of them was urging the mana and trying their best to make the experiment go more smoothly.

One person is transplanted, two people's spiritual power is restored, four people's spiritual power is isolated, mana is used as an auxiliary, and seven people are like one person, and the transplantation of fairy spirit roots and meridians is completed quickly but methodically.

The thick black fog dissipated, revealing what was going on inside,

The results of the experiment are unknown, but the person is not dead, whether this young man can continue to cultivate, and whether he can have the cultivation talent of No. 139 is still unknown.

Back in room A one hundred and eight, Li Muyang was still immersed in today's shock, and there were more possibilities for cultivating immortals circling in his mind.

Different from Li Muyang's perception, the newcomers of Magic Mountain who saw the dissection for the first time were frightened.

The restless monk immediately quieted down, and no longer dared to challenge the Demon Mountain, so he honestly sat down and cultivated, and comprehended the "Netherworld Technique".

The guy who wants to live a passive life no longer dares to slack off, lest he step into the footsteps of the dissection, and he also begins to go all out, participate in enlightenment, and practice the "Netherworld Formula" in his hand.

Not to mention the others, almost all of them immediately began to frantically meditate and cultivate after returning to their rooms.

Only Li Muyang threw aside the secret secret in his hand, sorted it out in his mind, deduced, comprehended, and extended everything he saw today.

Even, he thought of the pitch-black spiritual power in his sea of spiritual consciousness from this, is there an infinite possibility to solve this problem?

Perhaps, it doesn't have to be to hand over all the spiritual power of a demonic path spiritual cultivation that has been cultivated at the peak of the ghost general realm to others, and it doesn't necessarily have to be a demonic cultivation of the "Demon Mountain Soul Devouring Technique" to solve this problem.

Li Muyang fell into contemplation and reverie, deducing the countless possibilities he could think of.

First of all, he ruled out any possibility of leaving these pitch-black spiritual powers in his body, his cultivation time was still very short, and his own spiritual power was still too weak compared to the pitch-black spiritual power group.

Once you delusionally absorb these spiritual powers or fuse these spiritual powers, I am afraid that because the lord is weak and the ministers are strong, they will be dragged into the abyss by the pitch-black spiritual power, or completely reduced to a demonic monk.

Therefore, the first step Li Muyang took would endanger his own greed, firmly locked it aside, and completely abandoned it.

Secondly, he ruled out the direct associations brought about by the dissection and the transplantation of the fairy root.

Since the fairy spirit roots and meridians have the possibility of transplantation or surviving alone, then the spiritual talent also has this possibility.

It's just that when Li Muyang thought of the pain of the dissected person and the cruelty of doing so, he directly abandoned this aspect of the possibility completely.

If you want to make use of your spiritual talents, you must go through countless such experiments and harm countless monks or their souls.

This is a process that Li Muyang absolutely cannot accept.

In addition to these two methods, Li Muyang has countless choices in the process of deduction.

In the end, he chose two possible scenarios that were most likely to come to fruition and that would be most beneficial to him.

The first is very difficult, but it is possible to achieve it in the Demon Mountain Sect, which is to find a heavenly and earthly treasure that can not only contain the spiritual power of the monk, but also control Ruyi like a magic weapon or magic weapon.

This kind of heavenly and earthly treasure is said to be impossible for Li Muyang, who only cultivates the law of the Yuan Realm or the spiritual realm of the Spirit Realm, but the remaining memories of the Demon Mountain and the Sea can give Li Muyang some guidance.

If, the cave mansion of the Demon Mountain and the Sea is still the same as when he left many years ago, it becomes very possible for Li Muyang to obtain a heavenly and earthly treasure with similar power.

The second way is also not easy for Li Muyang.

Li Muyang's knowledge in the classics he had read, combined with the transplantation of the fairy spirit root, summed up another feasible plan.

That is, refining a magic weapon or magic weapon like refining a life, and infusing all the pitch-black spiritual power in his spiritual consciousness sea into it, becoming a part of Li Muyang's strength and becoming a killer existence.

With the idea and direction, Li Muyang immediately began to deduce how to achieve it, and he found that no matter which method he wanted to use, he must first have the right to move freely in the Magic Mountain.

He didn't want to become a disciple of the Demon Mountain Sect, and his only choice was to become a deacon of the Demon Mountain Sect and have limited freedom.

This matter is relatively easy for Li Muyang, it only takes a while, plus a little help from the magic mountain.

The skylight penetrated into the light, and it was another morning, Li Muyang stretched his waist, pasted the jade slip of "The Secret of the Netherworld" on his forehead, and began to study.

After cultivating the seven-grade exercises, and then cultivating the five-grade exercises, it can only be described as a broken bamboo, and Li Muyang feels that the only difficulty is how to better fit the breath after cultivating the "Netherworld Technique".

Time slipped away in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, Li Muyang had been in the Magic Mountain for more than ten days, and this was the third time he had come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The speed at which he reads books is still unmatched, but he no longer reads only one type of book at a time.

Many classics, including both secular classics and classics in the world of cultivating immortals, have a lot of knowledge, theories, operations, etc., all of which overlap a large part and have no value of repeated reading.

Therefore, Li Muyang now only looks at the classics he needs, or only picks the parts of the classics that he is still unfamiliar with.

Medical classics, refining classics, spiritual classics, and martial arts classics are the classics that Li Muyang reads the most, and if he wants to turn his ideas into reality step by step, he needs more abundant knowledge and learn from the experience of his predecessors.

The only people who can pass on his experience and experience through the air are these classics that have been passed down for many years and have been verified by countless people.

"Meet the Red Protector!"

"Meet the Red Protector!"

......

Li Muyang frowned slightly, his eyes did not leave the book in his hand, and he only swept the direction of the sound from the corner of his eye, it turned out that it was the Demon Mountain Protector Hua Yanhong who walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

He was a little unhappy in his heart, and finally one day he could browse the classics, and there were people who had to deal with him to disturb him.

But it was very helpless, people were under the eaves and had to bow their heads.

Li Muyang saw that Hua Yanhong happened to be walking in his direction, so he had to take his eyes off the classics, stood up, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Meet Yanhong Protector!"

Hua Yanhong is a cold iceberg beauty, although she is not tall, she has a graceful figure, a bewitching body, fair skin, and she is more delicate than a flower, but she has never seen a smile on her pretty face.

For other people's visits, Hua Yanhong didn't even say a word, or even a look, and her footsteps kept moving forward, but she just stopped in front of Li Muyang.

This made Li Muyang, who cherished his study time very dissatisfied, and he had to waste not much time to meet a woman, which made his heart even more unhappy.

"Are you No. 108 A?" Hua Yanhong said coldly.

Li Muyang's heart moved, could it be that the people from the Demon Mountain Sect had already read the "Records of Experience"?

(Fellow Daoists, please stay!Poor and miserable...... Omit 100,000 words!