Imitation is an instinct of living beings.

However, to call this flesh and blood ritual bell a creature, Lin Feng thought it was biased.

It's more like a product of compromise.

Human life is short compared to bronze - if bronze had life, it would be understandable that some people would be anxious to turn themselves into bronze.

But at present, it seems that this creation and invention still has some flaws.

Lin Feng looked up at that face, which turned into Lin Feng's appearance, and there was no next move.

It only has biological instincts.

There are limits to thinking.

Lin Feng could also see that because of its body, it was actually different from people.

Lin Feng didn't believe that his vein-like branches could supply him with various hormones, so that he could have more feelings and be truly like him.

In fact, judging from the Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong and others who pursued immortality, they all failed in the end.

They didn't find it, or they found such a way to live forever, but in the end they gave it up.

The side effects outweigh the temptation of immortality, and even the emperor refuses to try it.

The flesh and blood ritual bell in front of him is just calling it immortal.

"The ancient version of flesh and blood is weak, and the machine is ascending?

But they should have failed, if they hadn't failed, they shouldn't have appeared after the Heavenly Court disappeared, wanting to occupy a legitimate place among these Taoist priests.

It's a bit similar to the ancestral shrine, but it's completely different......"

Wait a minute.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng straightened up and put away the flesh and blood ritual bell.

"Bronze, living people, bronzes?"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the Li family ancestral hall, and the bronze vessel in the priest's hand was pondering.

What if this bronze comes from the Yin Shang period, the "few tribes" around the Shang Dynasty?

He beckoned, and the Flesh Ritual Bell flew over, and Lin Feng carefully searched for its lines.

"It's not gluttonous patterns, it's not water patterns and moire patterns."

These lines are somewhat similar to those on his body.

Is it a snake pattern?

The snake pattern is more like a variant of the pattern above.

It is a more profound change.

"It really has something to do with the old mother of Lishan, or with the Shang, Zhou, and pre-Qin eras, those few tribes that smelted bronze fell into the research field of Teacher Xun again."

Unexpectedly, the more he investigated, he found that he had embarked on the old path of Teacher Xun.

Lin Feng found traces of the bronze, and at this time, Lin Feng felt that something was looking at him at the door, he turned his head, and saw a figure disappearing quickly, shouting as he ran: "He's fake, he's fake......"

Lin Feng's expression was as usual, he didn't even need to look at what was outside, the wind around him turned into a flying sword and slashed.

In one fell swoop, he chopped the noisy thing into pieces of flesh and bronze, and then the wind blew back, blowing the pieces of bronze into the air.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and shook it, and "healed" the object again.

This thing is more abstract than a bell.

He was a mask, and Lin Feng thought that behind this mask was flesh and blood, with a brain.

It turned out to be not.

The mask was refreshing, and it was more like he had torn off the dough and cast it in bronze up and down.

There are also blood vessels and peripheral nerves in it.

If you compare it to the "degree of completion", this mask is higher than the big bell in his hand.

This is a better fit of flesh and bronze.

Looking at the scene where the "mask" in his hand was bleeding, Lin Feng was in a trance.

He felt like he was seeing a thread in history.

The combination of flesh and bronze, from the earliest flesh and blood ritual bell, to the bronze mask, the final future.

It's me!

"If that's the case, I'm probably the most complete 'product' here."

Lin Feng suddenly realized that he was the most perfect if compared to the 'combination of flesh and bronze', he was perfect to the point where people didn't feel 'disgusting' and 'weird'.

It's just a bit "abnormal".

"In other words, I thought I was mixed in with painted skin, but in fact I was originally a member of the old mother of Lishan."

It's broken, and it's old again!

Hey, this is not ancient, ancient does not mean strong, if ancient means strong, there will be no banished gods, forgotten weirdness.

The older it is, the more it will be abandoned!

Just as he was studying the bronze pattern.

He heard someone calling his name.

It was Xiao Daotong who was concentrating on worshipping Lin Feng.

The incense came to Lin Feng's body, and then passed through the eyebrows and raised eyes, and was transported to the whole body, bringing Lin Feng a strange feeling.

Definitely not bad.

There was too little incense, Lin Feng couldn't feel the change, he was so blessed that he pressed the five-handled dagger in his arms on his arm.

The blood in the bronze was forced out of the bronze.

These bronzes entered Lin Feng's body.

This scene is called devouring.

"Cannibalism? No, this is a predetermined situation, the bronze creatures would have devoured each other, and the big fish would have eaten the small fish. ”

Lin Feng found that this matter was becoming more and more terrifying.

The bronze entered his body, not "the loss of nothing".

That's the mechanic of bronze as well.

Gan.

Lin Feng sensed the deep malice of the underlying logic behind this.

There is no morality just for survival, and for the individual, that is to strengthen the hellish version of Spartacus.

The weak are just food.

And Lin Feng knew that this was not the end, incense and encouragement devoured each other, what did these bronzes want?

Exhale.

In troubled times, not only the world is in chaos, but also in God.

It's like the land god in front of him, a victim of the times.

It was not his intention that the land should be like this.

He couldn't contact the Heavenly Court, his authority was divided, and without the Heavenly Court, the land began to weaken rapidly.

He is not like Tubo, who sought a bowl of rice for himself before the six days of old anger, and made land under the system of Heavenly Court, so he naturally had no worries, and he only needed to report the situation to Heavenly Court according to the hour, just like the family god.

As a result, the Heavenly Court disappeared.

He was also given up at the grassroots level, and he needed to deal with all kinds of things, the invasion of demons and ghosts, as well as incense and worship, and in the end, even the dragon veins began to fail, and the human luck was suppressed.

A land god like him, with a glimmer of aura, is already an incredible thing.

The tumors and abscesses on his body are the symptoms.

Whether it's burns or frostbite, abscesses will appear.

And the tumors of antiquity.

These are incurable diseases, and people mix this fear with their own incense, feast on the land, and then get sick.

There is no choice for land.

Either he didn't eat incense, and without the protection of the heavenly court, he had no choice but to fall, or he turned into a wild god and began to eat people, just like the dragon king of the Dragon King Temple when Lin Feng first appeared.

Or, eating poisonous incense and turning into what it is today.

Lin Feng sighed a little, the net fell out, pierced the person on the ground, and transported qi and blood, and finally saw a good county magistrate, don't die.

Zong Yang woke up, with a long, choked breath.

Then he looked at Lin Feng in horror.

"You ......"

Lin Feng: "The grass is endless in late autumn. ”

Zong Yang subconsciously solitaire: "The moon is bright and the summer is high." ”

Lin Feng: "I can't see it, there is not much heroism, and the limerick poems when I was a child are quite 6."

Zong Yang heard the code, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the seriously injured guard: "Sir, how are they?" ”

Lin Feng: "In the rescue, if you don't live to come down to see your fate." ”

He was telling the truth, he could see that life was a thing, although mysterious, but everywhere.

It's the same as a small rich who relies on diligence and a big fortune who relies on life.

Fate vaguely runs through people.

Wherever you go.

As the two spoke, the demon clouds outside finally dispersed a little, and under the moonlight, Lin Feng saw the shadow of the "Old Mother of Lishan", enveloping the entire village.

Lin Feng opened the door slightly, looking at the Taoist priests outside, Zong Yang also followed, he couldn't see these shadows hovering in the sky, but he could feel that these Taoist priests were not right.

I can't live in fear.

Inside the house where they lived, there was a flame, and there were people crying inside, which sounded miserable and miserable.

"Sir, what was that?"

He actually wanted to say, sir, your talisman is not very effective.

Lin Feng groaned, embarrassed to say that this god was attracted by his talisman.

The land wants to store its own divinity, but he can't suppress his beastly nature.

Lin Feng was explaining the truth of the matter, breaking Zong Yang Dao's heart and coaxing him, making him immerse himself in false reality, and he chose the latter.

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"It's just a little ghost in the underworld, nothing happens."

Zong Yang looked at the guards who were recovering again, and continued to look outside: "That sir, did you get the news you wanted?" ”

Lin Feng: "The lost east, the mulberry elm, there is a harvest, but not much." ”

Zong Yang saw Lin Feng looking into the room, and his eyes were wrong.

That made Zong Yang a little nervous.

He asked, "Sir, what are you looking at these people for?" ”

Lin Feng asked him rhetorically: "People want to eat when they are hungry, what do I want to eat when I am hungry?" ”

Zong Yang was frightened: "Sir, you can't be hungry and want to eat Taoist priests, right?" ”

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Hey, don't talk nonsense, how can I eat a Taoist priest?" ”

Lin Feng said no, and Zong Yang didn't believe it.

Zong Yang went to take care of his guards, and Lin Feng touched the corners of his mouth.

He was telling the truth.

Among these Lishan old mothers, except for the Taoist priest, he could indeed eat them, and after devouring the dagger, Lin Feng glanced at his hand.

The mind moved.

His hand turned into a dagger.

The alternative "Seventy-two Changes".

The oldest version, unlike the changes of the Seventy-two Changes, these changes of his seem to be a physical change for the time being.

There are also runes along with Taoist priests.

At his hand, the Flesh Ritual Bell was melting into his body.

When the flesh and blood ritual bell enters his body, he can knock himself and form a sound wave gong.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is that the [mou] plus the tongue god plus the flesh and blood bell expands the effect.

One verse is stronger than six.

But he was right, devouring bronze, which did not relieve his "hunger".

His "hunger" needed to be alleviated with sacrifices.

Moreover, devouring bronze is an extremely risky situation.

Since the creator created the underlying logic that the flesh and blood bronze can devour, there must be a reason for this logic.

Why?