"Is it collective life? Something interesting..."

This guess reminded Fang Yuhao of a noun...

Gaia!

Collective life is a conjecture that has existed since ancient times. Around 400 BC, Plato put forward a view that the earth is a huge living organism. Therefore, people fantasize that the consciousness of the planet is called the Gaia consciousness!

In this idealistic world, material rules are sparse, and all kinds of strange and unreasonable lives are more likely to be born. The associations formed by all villagers in a village can be combined into a will to protect themselves in the dark.

This also explains why the city gods worshipped in villages in different places have different appearances.

"In fact, it has nothing to do with appearance. The statue is just a face-saving project that embodies abstract things."

He suddenly remembered that when the main god space explored the ideal world, there was the "world will". In other words, these so-called collective lives are super-small "regional will".

"Do you think our world has such a collective consciousness?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it once existed, but now it has disappeared. Some myths and legends cannot be groundless."

Fang Yuhao once visited the Chenghuang Temple near Qingshan Town and activated the ability of "spiritual communication".

However, in broad daylight, the world is bright and bright. All these statues are in a peaceful state. The other party is ignorant of the reason, and the "spiritual communication" is not successful.

He didn't dare to smash the statues to plunder the "spirituality" in it.

"According to this reasoning, there is a high probability that even if the statue is destroyed, the collective consciousness cannot be killed. The statue is just a symbolic thing... but instead makes itself a wanted criminal and cannot be worth it."

Although Fang Yuhao longs for the spirituality of the small world, he still has to slowly seek it.

During the negotiations, I suddenly heard a voice coming from afar, "Sir! I won! I won him!"

A strong man ran over from the bend of the street, with a gaze and excited look on his face.

It was Li Mo who competed with Fang Yuhao that day.

Fang Yuhao quickly gave Zhao Xianming a wink. Zhao Xianming nodded and left directly.

"Why, have you gone to compete with your old opponent again? If you don't study hard at home, be careful of being scolded by Lord Chen." Fang Yuhao turned around and said with a smile: "You don't go to escorts in the future, why are you always competing with your son of the escort leader?"

Li Mo is a close disciple of Lord Chen. Most of the students learned sacrificial and ritual studies. He was also a martial arts fanatic, so Fang Yuhao also tried his best to establish a good relationship with him.

After teaching wrestling, you can also teach taekwondo, judo and so on. Anyway, these techniques are all the main players in reality. But a series of flirting and embroidering skills made Li Mo stunned.

Li Mo shook his head and said sadly: "What's the point of reading? It's rumored that the Sui Dynasty, thousands of miles away, opened up an imperial examination system, and divided the statutes and selected scholars, and ordinary people could also enter the court as officials. But our Dayang did not have this kind of..."

"The common people, no one recommends them, can only be a guest..."

"That's not true. Reading is always beneficial. Wouldn't Lord Chen recommend you?" Fang Yuhao said.

"Oh... the situation of the Great Yang Kingdom... Sir, let's take a look again." Li Mo was unwilling to say this.

"OK!"

After a month, Li Mo made a lot of progress and could not win three times. But Fang Yuhao made greater progress.

The two competed for a long time, and finally Fang Yuhao sold a flaw, seized the opportunity, and threw the other party to the ground.

"I still can't beat sir..." Li Mo was quite depressed.

"That's not true. In just one month, the time to lay the foundation is not enough. You still have high potential!"

Fang Yuhao smiled: "The sword is ruthless, and the lethality of the fist and foot skills is not as good as that of the sword. After practicing here, it is enough to deal with ordinary bad guys. I can teach you another set of practical sword techniques, the eight-door golden locked sword."

Li Mo nodded, looking excited.

"But do you know that in addition to these ordinary martial arts, there are also stronger martial arts in the world, called... Taoist arts!"

Speaking of this, Fang Yuhao's face hesitated slightly, as if he remembered something: "It's a pity that in order to pursue these unique skills, my brother traveled all over the world, searching hard but failed, but instead entered a corrupt land. After a mistake, he couldn't even go back to his hometown..."

He looked melancholy.

"In the face of Taoist techniques, no matter how powerful these martial arts are, they are nothing."

"What is Taoism..." Li Mo's eyes lit up and quickly dimmed.

He wiped his clothes with both hands, and after a while, he said in a depressed voice: "Sir, it is difficult to practice Taoism, it requires very high talent, and it is extremely dangerous. If one is not good, it will directly enter the evil... Even the City God cannot eliminate this kind of inner demon."

"It is because the teacher practices Taoism that he can't sleep at night and his eyes are open all year round." He pointed to his eyes, and his eyes were staring like bull's eyes.

"Does Lord Chen never sleep?"

Hearing this, Fang Yuhao's heartbeat quickly. He has been here for such a long time, and isn't it because of these secrets? If he doesn't show his favorability, who will talk to you about these things?

"Yes, the teacher was backfired four years ago because of practicing Taoism, so he never closed his eyes. In the past four years, I have never seen him sleep. He was mentally exhausted and often in pain."

Li Moxin was very worried: "I don't have enough talent in this technique, and I can't practice it even if I want to..."

Fang Yuhao was surprised, there are still people in the world who don’t sleep?

"I once advised the teacher not to practice this art again. But in this Daqingshan Realm, although there is a harmonious atmosphere on the surface, the actual undercurrent is surging, whether it is the evil people or the demons and monsters, they are all eyeing them. The surrounding land is becoming more and more chaotic, and the influence of natural disasters is getting greater and greater..."

"The Daqingshan Realm was also a mess before the teacher came. Without this unique skill, how can I suppress it?!"

Li Mo shook his head and sighed: "The teacher's mental state in recent years is getting worse and worse... I have to deal with the Song family again these days."

Fang Yuhao thought for a while and suddenly said, "I once had a stranger teach me medicine, and maybe I could cure Lord Chen."

What he refers to is of course his own spiritual communication skills.

I once talked with Mr. Li that the main principle of "Tao Art" is caused by the imperfect material rules in the ideal world. Life bodies can use the powerful power of the subconscious to leverage this part of the loophole and trigger the "vasive creation" phenomenon, so they become the "Tao Art" in these people.

Now that Mr. Chen is unable to sleep, it should be because there is some problem in his subconscious mind, and perhaps it can be solved by "spiritual communication".

"Really?" Li Mo was happy at first, then sighed again, not holding much hope, just treating it as a kind of polite words: "Oh, sir, this kind of thing is too difficult... I'll recommend it to you."

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(Someone asked me why I didn’t write hard science fiction anymore. Actually, I wanted to write it too, but I didn’t have any particularly good ideas. I basically finished all the ideas in this book, and I was very upset, QAQ)
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