From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

v3 Chapter 821: The difference between the dead and the

The latest website: "The biggest difference between a dead thing and a living being is the vitality. But how can we truly be born and become a real creature?"

Feng's eyes were erratic, and the memories in his mind kept pouring out.

He has traveled all over the world and has seen many things.

If the answer can be found in the world, then flipping through your own memory, you can almost get what you want.

Time passed away quietly.

After a long time.

Feng's eyes refocused.

When thinking about the transformation of dead things into living things, he thought of the spirit race.

When the spirit race did not become a spirit race, they were just simple flowers, plants and trees. To a certain extent, although they were not dead, they were no different from dead ones, and they were far from reaching the level of living beings.

"Grass is not a dead thing in the true sense, because it possesses vitality, but it does not possess flesh and blood, so it is not a true creature."

"No-wrong!"

Feng shook his head, overthrowing his original idea.

He always thought that the difference between a living thing and a dead thing lies in the flesh and blood, but now that when you think about it carefully, the biggest difference between a living thing and a dead thing lies in spirituality.

Only those who possess the wisdom can be regarded as real beings.

Plants and trees have no spiritual wisdom, and clay figures have no spiritual wisdom, so they are not real creatures.

Come this way.

Feng suddenly had some ideas.

"The biggest prerequisite for vegetation to become a spirit race is the birth of spiritual wisdom, and the prerequisite for the birth of spiritual wisdom is to breathe spiritual energy.

In other words, the first thing to do to transform the dead into the living beings is to start with the breath of spiritual energy.

Reiki is the root of all things in the world.

When any creature is born, it must live on aura.

To become a real creature, a clay figurine must possess aura. "

Thinking of this, something seems to be emerging in Feng's mind, and a mysterious aura is coming.

Reiki!

How to make clay figurines breathe aura?

In other words, how can the clay figurines have aura?

Feng's expression was agitated, he felt that he had reached an important threshold, and he realized the key to the birth of the human race.

As long as the problem of how the clay figurines can have aura, or how to breathe aura can be solved, then the human race can come into being.

Thinking about it here.

Coupled with the mysterious guidance in the dark.

Feng's thoughts turned, many times faster than before.

It didn't take long.

He thought of a solution.

"The easiest way to make clay figurines possess aura is to soak the clay figurines with aura to make the clay figurines metamorphose."

The wind waved his hand, drawing the aura of the world from the world, and all of it merged into the clay figure in his hand.

Take a breath.

Two interest.

Three breaths...

As time passed, the clay figurines never changed.

The wind waved his hand again, dispelling the aura that had drawn the heaven and earth, with a little confusion on his face.

"My thoughts should be correct, but why the gathered heaven and earth aura can't make the clay figurine metamorphose, is it because the concentration of the aura is not enough?"

"Yes, maybe it's because of the lack of aura concentration."

In line with the idea that there is nothing wrong with his own thinking, in Feng's view, the remaining problem is the problem of spiritual energy concentration.

Heaven and earth aura is the source of all living beings, but it is definitely not the strongest aura.

at this point.

The wind is still certain.

After all, when he has cultivated to his realm, he will naturally have the vision he should have.

"If the concentration of aura freed between heaven and earth is not enough, then what else is there to make the aura even stronger?"

He is still reading his memory.

quickly.

Feng stretched out his palm, and saw the skin split at the tip of the index finger, and a drop of bright blood condensed.

At the moment the blood appeared, the vast power spread out.

Accompanied by the spread of power.

There are also monstrous auras looming.

"If you say that the concentration of aura is stronger than the free spirit between heaven and earth, then the flesh and blood of the strong is the same."

"Since I was born, I have been absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and knowing nowhere. I have cultivated to the limit of heaven and man. There is a vast amount of aura in my blood.

If aura is the key to transforming the dead, then using my blood is very likely to succeed. "

While the wind whispered secretly, the blood on the index finger was dripping directly at the clay figure on the other hand.

At the moment when blood fell on the clay figure.

The clay figurine was directly impacted by this blood force and turned into powder and scattered.

See here.

There was no discouragement on Feng's face, but a look of excitement emerged.

Because at the moment when the clay figurine had just crumbled to pieces, he felt a flash of vitality.

It can be seen from this.

Your own blood can really give life to the mud.

The only problem is.

His blood power is too tyrannical, it is not something these ordinary clay figurines can bear.

As long as this problem is solved, then the human race can be born.

Soon.

The wind once again forced a drop of blood from the index finger.

But this time, he didn't directly drip the blood to a certain clay figure, but controlled it with True Essence to divide the blood into hundreds or thousands of copies.

I saw a drop of blood, after differentiation, it turned directly into a tiny thread.

Zhenyuan with his right hand floated, holding the thread that had been turned into blood, and the wind sank his mind, slowly manipulating the silk thread, and flew towards the surrounding clay figurines.

When the silk thread is about to touch the clay figure.

His spirit suddenly became highly concentrated.

The gentle Zhenyuan wrapped the clay figurines, and then manipulated the silk thread to blend into the clay figurines.

The whole process is very slow.

The silk thread seemed to extend indefinitely, converging towards the clay figure endlessly.

Unlike the clay figurines that turned directly into powder, this time after the True Essence package and the blood splitting, although the clay figurines vibrated slightly, they did not smash directly as before.

Half a day passed.

The blood line melted into the clay figure.

The spiritual energy floating between the world and the earth seemed to be drawn by some kind, and gathered turbulently towards the clay figures.

slowly.

I saw those dead clay figurines, as if they had breath, their chests undulated slightly, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

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Feng retracted his palm, and his concentrated spirit suddenly relaxed.

When I looked at the clay figures again, there was a smile on his face.

When the clay figurine breathed out spiritual energy, he knew that everything he did was right.

Although the clay figurine vomiting aura is only the first step in the transformation of the dead to the living beings, as long as this step is taken, the following things are much simpler.

Look at the clay figures.

Feng didn't do anything, just stood aside and watched slowly.

the other side.

The clay figurine absorbs the aura of the heavens and the earth, as if a creature is breathing, the original palm-sized body, which is constantly filled with the aura of the heavens and the earth, begins to gradually grow.

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