Qiyun Peak, mountainside.

On the bank of the waterfall and spring, above the emerald green bamboo building.

A monk who had just entered the Yudan sat cross-legged facing the direction of the sea of clouds and woke up leisurely.

At this moment, the newborn sunrise has completely risen from the clouds and started a new journey.

When he first woke up, the monk's eyes were still a little confused, like the ignorance when he just woke up, and as if he had just started adapting.

Soon, though, his eyes became bright and clear.

Sitting cross-legged, he stood up, his figure fluttered, left the bamboo building, and floated towards the top of Qiyun Peak, neither fast nor slow.

After a while, he came to the top of Qiyun Peak and entered the cliff stone pavilion.

Entering the stone pavilion, he placed a bamboo basket on top of the stone table.

In the bamboo basket, there are several spirit fruits of different colors and sizes, and there are dozens of freshly picked spirit buds.

This was randomly found on the way back after he left the bamboo building just now.

The monk put down the bamboo basket, filled the empty pot next to it with rootless spiritual water, and slowly burned it on the stove.

He placed the dozens of newly picked spiritual buds in the basket in the palm of his right hand, and his left hand covered his right hand like a cover, and put these dozens of spiritual buds between his palms.

Soon, a faint smoke flowed from between the fingers of his palms.

As this faint smoke spreads, a rich aroma slowly spreads in the pavilion.

And under this aroma, there is also some unique jerky taste of plants and trees.

Gradually, the smoke gradually disappeared, and the astringency gradually disappeared, except for a faint fragrance.

The monk parted his hands together, and dozens of them became more tender and green, and the spiritual buds that had shrunk a lot compared to the beginning lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, there was a soft sound next to it, and a pot of water was boiling at this moment.

……

After a long time, the monk left the stone pavilion.

On the other side of the peak, there are several houses scattered around.

The monk naturally entered one of the small courtyards and entered the study.

He first took out two jade slips and three classics from the shelf, and then sat down quietly, flipping through the jade slips of the classics, which showed his concentration and dedication.

This monk has a relaxed and detached temperament that comes from the heart.

It seems that he is really a person who has no quarrel with others, and is naturally and quietly immortal cultivators.

However, the only thing that is a little discordant is that he completely "turns a blind eye" to the ashram next to the small courtyard.

In the quiet room, two pairs of eyes that had stared at him and studied it countless times, from the time he woke up on the bamboo tower, his every move was under their gaze, and he was also unaware of all this.

In the quiet room, Meng Zhou stretched out his hand and made a move, and a ball of divine soul clones was ingested into his palm.

At this moment, as the soul clone left the body, the figure of the monk who was sitting in the study next to him doing serious study suddenly froze.

In just an instant, it turned from a living life into an empty shell.

The monk's figure also stood up from his seat, crossed the void, and soon entered the ashram, standing quietly beside Meng Zhou.

Meng Zhou said to Bai Zhi: "How is it?" Can you see the difference between it and the true monks? ”

Bai Zhi, whose face had not disappeared, shook her head when she heard this, "I didn't see it...... I can't see it anyway. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Meng Zhou's palm, with a look of disbelief on her face, and asked:

"Any character, any memory, can be given through it?"

"Yes." Meng Zhou nodded, but added:

"However, it is best to be internally self-consistent in all these things that are given to it, without obvious contradictions, so that when it begins to think independently, it is easy to find the irrationality of its own existence."

Bai Zhi nodded thoughtfully.

After a long time, she asked another question:

"Does it really think?"

"Huh?" Meng Zhou looked at her with some understanding.

Bai Zhi said: "You say, if the information given to it is inherently inconsistent and contradictory, after it starts to act independently, it is easy to doubt itself, right?" ”

"Hmm." Meng Zhou nodded.

"Then it just thinks, huh? Can it learn and improve on its own? I think he ended up reading and studying.

That said, it can also grow by learning on its own! ”

Meng Zhou suddenly smiled and said:

"It's my statement that is inaccurate, and it is not accurate to say 'independent thinking', it should be 'independent operation'.

The 'self-doubt' caused by the contradictory information given is more like a precision machine that does not function smoothly and completely fails due to errors in some places. ”

"Learn and improve on your own? I thought, but I can't do it now.

Whether it is meditation and practice, reading and studying, or making tea and tasting tea, it is all superficial work.

From the outside, we may not look like the real thing, but the inside is empty. ”

"Oh, that's right." Bai Zhi nodded, with a little disappointment in her expression.

Meng Zhou was not disappointed in the slightest.

Learn and improve on your own? Cultivating and progressing on your own?

Only Bai Zhi, who is half-understood, would be so fantastic, and only Meng Zhou, who has really set foot in vitality and personally experienced the power of life creation, knows what a terrifying authority this is.

This is not at all what he can get his hands on now.

Not to mention that he is just a small knot, he is a Yuanying monk, and it is also difficult to do this.

Therefore, Meng Zhou naturally would not have any disappointment because he could only make a "superficial effort".

……

The actual test verified the effect of the three-in-one combination of "Tai Sui's Body" + "Pure White Divine Soul" + "Divine Soul Clone", and confirmed the authenticity and feasibility of the plan.

Bai Zhi once again entered Meng Zhou's sea of consciousness to sleep, and Meng Zhou continued to level up the skill of "flesh and blood rebirth".

At the same time, he also took the opportunity to harvest more suitable "pure white souls".

As more and more members of the Sect of Hatred with different cultivation became the materials for his leveling, gradually, Meng Zhou also tasted the laws contained in it.

The strength of a monk's "consciousness" or "thoughts" has nothing to do with whether his subjective mind is strong or weak.

At least, it doesn't matter how many times it will be resurrected.

It is only related to the level of cultivation.

A first-level monk can be resurrected ten times under Meng Zhou's "Flesh and Blood Rebirth" skill.

Twenty times on the second floor and thirty times on the third floor...... And so on.

And every time they came back from the dead, Meng Zhou could gain five hundred points of skill experience for flesh and blood rebirth.

It cannot be ignored that Meng Zhou, who uses his skills, also has mental energy.

Under the condition of maintaining no obvious decline in his own state, he can use the skill of "flesh and blood rebirth" up to thirty times a day, that is, 15,000 experience per day.

After five consecutive days of fighting, at the cost of the seven cultivators who were all in the early stage of the Sect of Hatred, Meng Zhou completed the accumulation of the entry level in the skill of "flesh and blood rebirth", and advanced to the realm of initial formation.

"Flesh and blood rebirth 0/150,000"

With this promotion, a steady stream of new inspiration and new insights appeared in Meng Zhou's mind.

……

"It's time."

Meng Zhou stopped his cultivation of "flesh and blood rebirth".

It's not that he doesn't want to continue.

According to his heart, of course, he wanted to wait until all the "materials" in his hand were used up, and rush the skill of "Flesh and Blood Rebirth" to the limit of what it could do now.

It's really not allowed.

The time for the reunion agreed with the Five Ancestors was approaching.

No matter how much he races against time, the skill of "flesh and blood" cannot go further.

Meng Zhou first confirmed the state of the remaining thirty "ice sculptures" in the Linghu space, some of them were on the low side of cultivation, or they were in line with the extremely cold attribute, and the breath of life was crumbling, and it could be extinguished at any time, and they were already on the verge of death.

In order to "keep it fresh", Meng Zhou used the most suitable pharmacist method for each ice sculpture to ensure that their state could be stable for a longer time.

After doing this, Meng Zhou came out of the ashram.

He used the two abilities of the Time Flowing Water Sword and Time Editing to carefully sort out the traces around Qi Yunfeng again.

Then, Meng Zhou returned to the quiet room and slowly closed his eyes, he wanted to restore himself to the best state before everyone reunited.

Soon, it was time for everyone to reunite.

In the quiet room, Meng Zhou had already seen from a distance the figures that were rapidly approaching Qi Yunfeng from a distance.

Meng Zhou didn't wait for them to come to the door, his figure disappeared in the quiet room, and he took the initiative to escape from Qi Yunfeng, stepping on the void with his feet and facing the big array with his back to welcome the arrival of the people of the Five Sects.

What surprised Meng Zhou a little was that the number of people who came was several more than he expected.

The last time, the five ancestors gathered in Qi Yunfeng, and it was also the most complete gathering, with a total of eighteen.

And now, there are twenty-three figures that are rapidly approaching Qi Yunfeng.

Seeing the "Qi Huangzi" standing outside the big array to greet him, the twenty-three figures who came in a hurry stopped one after another and showed their figures.

All eighteen people who had been here last time were here, and five were new.

Seeing that "Qi Huangzi" looked at these five people, Qingye, Mingnan Ancestor, and Yin Youyi almost simultaneously transmitted an explanation to him.

Meng Zhou quickly understood what was going on.

These five people are from the five sects, and they all have the cultivation of the ninth layer of the Dan.

It's just that some have just entered the market, and some have been at this level for many years.

The five sects were able to win in the spiritual vein competition, and their own background was not bad.

After more than a hundred years of accumulation, with the advantage of monopolizing a third-order spiritual vein, it is naturally impossible for only the "Five Ancestors" to benefit.

In terms of cultivation alone, in addition to the "Five Ancestors", there are also monks who have reached the eighth layer of Jiedan, or even cultivated to the ninth layer of Jiedan.

It's just that the "Ancestor" has a more special meaning in the Five Domains and Five Sects, not only as a symbol of cultivation, but also a tacit understanding to maintain the particularity of the level of the "Five Ancestors".

Now the situation is different, and no one has the heart to pay attention to it anymore.

Considering the importance of this operation, and worried about the lack of strength, the five sects all pulled a "newcomer" who had cultivated to reach the ninth level of the Jiedan into the gang.

Meng Zhou nodded, indicating that he understood.

"So, let's go now, shall we?"

A small spaceship appeared in Qing Ye's palm.

He threw the ship into the void in front of him, and the small spaceship quickly grew in size, and everyone escaped into it one after another.

Soon, the spaceship rose into the air, merged into the Gangfeng layer, and fled towards the far sky.

Before the spaceship merged into the Gangfeng layer, Meng Zhou paid attention to the situation of Qingxuanzong.

On the whole, there doesn't seem to be any special change in Qingxuanzong.

It was, and it is still so.

However, if you focus your vision on some special places, you will find that Qingxuanzong, which is the same on the outside, is actually empty on the inside.

The core group of monks is gone.

The most precious repository of resources is gone.

Even those precious resources that were born in the spiritual lands of Qinglin Peak were many of them urgently harvested and disappeared.

Through the "Tongming Round Mirror", Meng Zhou also saw the interior of the Danqi Sect, the Jinding Sect, the Spirit Control Sect, and the Hehuan Sect, and the situation was similar to that of the Qingxuan Sect.

Appearances are business as usual.

But the rest is only appearance.

"It seems that I am not the only one who is busy making shells." Meng Zhou thought so in his heart.

Everyone is busy making shells, the difference is that Meng Zhou is making shells out of thin air, while Wuzong is swinging a knife to cut himself, taking the initiative to cut the shell and everything inside.

Let the shell be the shell, the meat is the meat, and once something happens, you can abandon the shell at any time to keep the meat.

……

The spaceship traveled all the way, leaving the Qingxuan Domain, and soon entered the territory of the Golden Ding Domain.

When the spaceship came out of the Gangfeng layer, it was already in a vast and desolate third-order vein.

This third-order evil vein looks like an endless gravel wasteland, desert Gobi, which is relatively rare.

What's even more peculiar is that in such a place, there are not few traces of life.

Not only are there all kinds of creatures large and small that have long been adapted to such an environment on the surface, but there are also various strange plants scattered on the ground, and from time to time you can see that there are monsters that are particularly compatible with the soil system to use sand as the sea, and from time to time they will poke out from "under the surface of the sea", and then drill into it again.

For many monks, the threat of this third-order evil vein is still above the relatively popular third-order evil vein like Tianqi Mountain.

However, all this naturally had no impact on Meng Zhou and the others.

Carrying a boatload of people that can be called the strongest in the five domains, the spaceship glides in the air at extreme speed.

As we go deeper, the waters become more and more abundant.

However, almost none of these waters look normal.

Some waters are emerald green, while others are brown and yellow......

The ship plunged into a "body of water" that was as black as ink and as thick as cream—let's call it water.

After the spaceship plunged into the "water", it went all the way down, and the formation barrier blocked the thick evil qi.

"Here we are."

The sinking ship finally came to a halt after breaking through an invisible barrier.

With the support of some invisible force, in this peculiar "water" environment, this space is not small.

Not far in front of the ship, an altar stood steadily.

After the spaceship stopped, Qing Ye said to everyone: "According to the law found before, the next harvest should be two days later. ”

"Wait."

Everyone looked at each other and sat down directly on the deck.

Time passed little by little, and it was about half a day away.

Everyone's eyes looked at Ming Nan Ancestor.

Mingnan Ancestor was the first to stand up, he first looked at Meng Zhou, and nodded heavily, as if to say, "Please."

Then, he gently patted the brocade bag on his waist.

A ray of light shot out from it and landed beside Ming Nan Ancestor.

Although he had already seen it in advance through the "Transparent Round Mirror", Meng Zhou's pupils still couldn't help but shrink fiercely.

The figure standing beside the ancestor of Mingnan was not the beast that the Spirit Control Sect was best at, but a person.

It was the brave Guangcheng Ancestor. (End of chapter)