Longevity begins with controlling the Zerg

Chapter 29 Middle-aged practice, anti-bone bite master

On the white biomass dissecting table, flesh and blood tentacles hung down, and one end of the tentacles turned into sharp needles, piercing into Feng Lingzi's decapitated head.

Ye Han came to the third floor of the main base of the brood, and came to the command room with tables and chairs and a large number of biomimetic screens on the dome.

Pulling out the chair by the table, Ye Han also sat down.

Tea, pastries and other food were quickly brought to the table for Ye Han to enjoy.

Ye Han casually picked up a steamed white rice cake on the white porcelain plate on the table, took a bite, and the glutinous sweetness immediately exploded in the whole mouth, a first-hand experience of impact on the taste buds It is very strong, but it has a long stamina and a sweet taste, which does not make people feel too irritating and annoying.

"Yeah! The rice cakes made from white bamboo spirit rice are delicious!" Ye Han's eyes lit up slightly, and he muttered, chewing, and after a while, he swallowed the whole rice cakes stuffed in his mouth. go down.

"You can do more in the future."

Ye Han gave instructions to the brood, picked up a rice cake and ate it again, and narrowed his eyes.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the brood to extract Feng Lingzi's memory from his mind.

Feng Lingzi died not long ago. Although the brain cells have died, they still contain considerable activity... With the brain cell memory extraction technology in the main base of the brood, it is easy to restore the memory information in his brain, even It can be restored into video data in the form of video.

After counting 10 minutes.

"Master, the memory of the human monk's brain has been optimized and organized." The voice of the cold machine came from the main base of the hive.

"Release it, let me see." Ye Han said.

"Yes."

As the sound fell, there was a click, and Ye Han also noticed that one of the biomimetic screens above the command room changed, and a thin boy appeared on the screen.

The cold wind was blowing, the thin boy was dressed in rags, surrounded by refugees fleeing for their lives, and the flood was coming from afar.

Looking at the boy's appearance, Ye Han could also see a bit of Feng Lingzi's shadow, and he thought the boy on the screen was what Feng Lingzi looked like when he was young.

It's just that he didn't expect Feng Lingzi to be a low-level mortal when he was young.

It seems that he is still a refugee beggar who suffered a flood and lost his parents and relatives.

Ye Han continued to read.

The time on the screen seemed to be accelerated thousands of times in an instant, passing by rapidly.

The young man incarnated by Feng Lingzi also wandered all the way, thousands of miles of floods were encountered along the way, and there were starved to death and swollen corpses of drowned refugees everywhere.After several twists and turns, at the moment when he was about to starve to death...he met the noble person in his life, a benevolent and wealthy businessman who took him in.

From then on, Feng Lingzi's life seemed to be on the ups and downs, rising steadily.

The family who adopted him gave him the greatest trust and the greatest authority, allowing him to be the head of the family to take charge of the entire family's property and business.

But Feng Lingzi was born rebellious.

He is not grateful.

Instead, he fell in love with the mistress and the young lady, and even became murderous towards the master who saved him and promoted him.

Ye Han frowned.

The picture on the screen quickly moved forward again for a while, and then froze.

Ye Han saw that Feng Lingzi had already turned into a young man.

With power in his hands, he is no longer weak and honest as he was when he was a refugee boy... In front of him, the master he once served was framed and had his head cut off, and the mistress and young lady were forcibly occupied by him. all property.

The picture passed again, until ten years later... Feng Lingzi, who was already middle-aged, met a seriously injured and dying immortal cultivator who had only one breath left.

……

"It turned out to be so."

"You suffered hardships when you were young, and you were devouring the master when you were young. In the middle age of your life, you were lucky enough to meet a monk who was seriously injured and dying. You got the monk's property and inheritance for nothing, and you have embarked on the road of cultivation since then."

"This Feng Lingzi really deserves to die, but his luck is too good." Ye Han sighed softly.

"And... this guy's talent is probably very good."

Ye Han felt a little sore.

Through the memory images organized by the brood, Ye Han also saw what Feng Lingzi embarked on the road of cultivation.

Seeing this, even Ye Han was surprised.

The middle-aged Feng Lingzi, he really only set foot on the road of practice when he was middle-aged... Even from the cultivation of a mortal to the fourth level of Qi training when he was killed by himself, he has just stepped on the road of practice. Year and month.

Two years and one month, from a mere mortal who has no background in qi training to the fourth level of qi training.

His qualifications...

At least it must be a middle-grade sword spirit root.

In fact, this is exactly the case, Feng Lingzi also tested his own spiritual root...it is the middle-grade sword spirit root.

"A middle-grade sword spirit root."

"This is much stronger than my previous low-grade beast spirit root." The corner of Ye Han's mouth twitched.

He remembered that before he was in charge of Zerg, his body had not been strengthened and reconstructed at that time, and his aptitude was only a low-grade beast spirit root... But after four years of wasting in the world of cultivating immortals, it took four years of hard work to be able to practice. Three layers of Qi training period.

One for four levels of Qi training, and one for three levels of Qi training.

One took two years and the other four years.

The gap is too big.

Ye Han sighed, originally he guessed that Feng Lingzi had practiced in the world of cultivating immortals for many years, but now it seems that he guessed completely wrong.

Feng Lingzi's true art of controlling the sword came from the inheritance of the dying monk, and even the platinum triangular token in his storage bag was left to him by the dying monk that day.

After reading Feng Lingzi's memory, Ye Han finally knew what the platinum triangular token was.

"The disciple order of the Xuantian Sword Sect."

Ye Han flipped his hand, his spiritual energy surged, and he took out the platinum triangular token exuding hot and sharp sword energy from the storage bag with a bang.

This token is still trembling.

Buzzing, struggling as if alive.

Strictly speaking, this is not a treasure.

It's just an identity token that every Xuantian Sword Sect disciple will have.

According to Feng Lingzi's memory, he obtained the simple inheritance of the dying monk. If he embarked on the road of cultivation and cultivated to the fourth level of Qi training, he would be able to hold this piece of Xuantian Sword Sect disciple order to go to the Chilian Mountains in the north of the Yu Dynasty. , while sending back this identity token, he will get the entry qualification to join the Xuantian Sword Sect once.

The entry qualification is just a qualification and needs to participate in the assessment.

If you fail, you can only leave.

If successful, he will be promoted to be a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect.

Feng Lingzi's practice inheritance, the Sword Control True Art, is the simplified castrated version of the entry-level exercise used by the Xuantian Sword Sect to select disciples in the mortal world... It belongs to the low-level sword cultivation exercise that can be taught to outsiders.

"Xuantian Sword Sect..."

When Ye Han thought of this name, he couldn't help being fascinated.

This is the real top sect of the Yu Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)