"About Fang Xiu, the program team really has nothing to hide?"
Yan Liangshu was dressed as a Confucian and Taoist disciple, which matched his temperament as a scientific researcher. He stepped off the spacecraft and walked straight towards Xu Bo.
"Director Xu, although the Academy of Sciences is an official organization, the recovery of spiritual energy is a foregone conclusion. Even if you master some secrets about spiritual practice, the Academy of Sciences will not have any thoughts of coveting it. We just want to know the truth!"
Yan Liangshu said confidently: "Technological means are also applicable to cultivating immortals. As we deepen our research on spiritual energy, combined with human biology and genetics, I believe we will soon be able to research and simulate various exercises suitable for cultivation!"
"Academician Yan, it's not that we want to keep it secret, but we really don't know!"
Xu Bo smiled bitterly: "If the program team really mastered some secret method of cultivation, I would have been the first to practice it. How could it be Fang Xiu's turn to become the first cultivator in history!"
"So, Fang Xiu himself has mastered a complete set of cultivation methods!"
Yan Liangshu nodded and was not surprised. He turned around and directed the staff of the Academy of Sciences to lift various scientific research equipment off the spacecraft and transport it to the array cover.
"Academician Yan, what do you mean, the breathing training method is not the entire content of Fang Xiu's mastery?"
Xu Bo was very curious.
"Breathing training is just scratching the surface!"
Yan Liangshu nodded: "According to our recent experiments and the analysis of Fang Xiu's performance in the early stages of the program, Fang Xiu's complete cultivation method is a hundred times, or even a thousand times faster than the breathing method!"
"A thousand times?"
Xu Bo was shocked: "You mean, he has really been cultivating immortality from the beginning? He is not pretending, nor is he accidentally bumping into him, but he is really cultivating immortality according to the skills?"
"certainly!"
Yan Liangshu looked at Xu Bo in disbelief: "Don't you think that Fang Xiu's cultivation is blind?"
"Isn't it?"
Xu Bo looked stunned.
"Aren't there any people with normal IQs in your program team?"
Yan Liangshu was also a little confused: "He is not just blind. Judging from our later observations, his practice is very targeted and systematic. Even if he practices according to several ancient exercises excavated by the Academy of Sciences, it will not take more than a few years."
, and it’s impossible not to reach his current state!”
"Damn it, so we are the clowns?"
Xu Bo was dumbfounded.
Everyone thought that Fang Xiu had been completely brainwashed by the careful arrangements of the program crew. Under the psychological hints generated by various environmental details, he was narcissistic and self-deceptive in cultivating immortality.
It turns out that people are really cultivating immortality, and they are cultivating true immortality!???
Therefore, various plots in the program seem to have been tampered with by Fang Xiu unintentionally by coincidence.
As a result, this is what people want to do!
"Since you know, why didn't you intervene earlier!"
After Xu Bo was stunned for a long time, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask Yan Liangshu: "If you had intervened earlier, how could the Space Marines be so out of control?"
"How do we know if Fang Xiu is a supporter of your program team?"
Yan Liangshu was so angry that he laughed.
Good guy, let’s not say that the Academy of Sciences doesn’t have time to watch any reality shows.
So what if I saw it?
You filmed the show, but who knew that the seemingly unexpected and out-of-control plot was not deliberately designed by you.
Don't you hope that when you are making a movie in your childhood, having sex with all kinds of husbands, and all kinds of wives... once it is broadcast, the police will intervene?
When someone dies in a TV series, the detective still has to come over to check?
Among the various CPs and characters in reality shows, are any of them real?
Who would be stupid enough to deliberately act stupid in a reality show?
"Ah this..."
Xu Bo was speechless when asked.
Looking back now, Fang Xiu has many doubts.
But at that time, the program team only focused on soaring ratings.
Whether it makes sense or not, who cares!?
Ah, right.
Ratings!
"Well...Academician Yan, I hope you can repeatedly remind the researchers of the Academy of Sciences to keep the character cards our program team has issued to you after entering Beijia Lake. After all, it is still reality show time!" Xu Bo said nervously.
"Don't worry, our people are much more professional than your extras!"
Yan Liangshu suddenly smiled coldly. He shook off the paper fan and walked away with his head held high. Only the excitement of singing could be heard in the distance.
"The sky is falling, the waves are vast, the moon is flowing through the smoke. The floating clouds are swept away, the wind is uncertain, and the boat is not set off for the night crossing. The wild geese are falling, deep in the cold reeds. I look at the hanging shadows in the sky on the Guan River, facing the human world, and the sound of drums and drums is heard.
.Who will accompany me to dance drunkenly..."
Xu Bo stared blankly at the retreating figure of Jie Ao, stunned by Lei.
Cultural people are just different.
One of them is more natural than the other.
But can you please stop using ancient poems?
It’s easy to reveal your secrets!
At the very least, it should be copied from a niche audience!
…
Central mountain.
The light of the sword soared into the sky, straight into the bullfight, creating a scene of chaos.
On the mountainside, there is a thick fog, the sound of ocean tides echoes, and in the rippling blue waves, thousands of sword lights flicker, like a curtain like a waterfall, and even more like lightning.
Fang Xiu held Heiyin in his hand and ran all the way, flashing the nine sword movements in a continuous and repetitive manner.
Every time the sword fell, there were several broken corpses of mutated people.
He started from the foot of the mountain and went straight up, with corpses scattered all along the way and rivers of blood flowing.
"One thousand one hundred and thirty-one, one thousand one hundred and thirty-two..."
Fang Xiu raised his sword horizontally, and one of his heads flew up.
The meridians in his body were flowing, and the dense spiritual energy around him surged towards the pores all over his body, submerged into it, and rolled like a tide along the meridians all over his body, flowing endlessly.
After an hour of continuous high-intensity output, Fang Xiu not only didn't feel tired at all, but also had more and more spiritual energy in his body.
With every move of the sword, the force is fierce and unstoppable.
He vaguely felt that his control over the sword was constantly improving, just like he was walking up the mountain step by step.
call.
However, just as suicides were on the rise, a strange wind suddenly blew down from the top of the mountain.
The friends who were charging at him with all their teeth and claws, as if they had received some order, stopped attacking one after another, and like the tide flowing back, they all retreated to the top of the mountain.
"Afraid of being killed?"
Fang Xiu's right hand holding the sword dropped, and drops of mixed black and red blood gradually fell along it.
Thirty silver flying swords also flew back, flying up and down his body.
He did not rush forward, nor did he pause. He still walked towards the top of the mountain step by step at the same speed as before.
At the same time, a touch of spiritual power spreads under your feet, and you are always aware of possible dangers.
But along the way, it was also peaceful.
When he walked to the top of the mountain, a huge palace covering an area of dozens of miles appeared in his eyes.
The black skeleton hall is really made up of countless bones.
It stands on the top of the mountain, like a tomb for hundreds of millions of creatures.
Even though the sun is shining brightly at this moment, there is a gloomy atmosphere on the top of the mountain, which makes people shudder.
"Hiss, hiss"
Nearly five thousand alienated beasts roared loudly. They all gathered near the black hall at this moment, looking at Fang Xiu with eyes full of cruelty, hatred and greed.
Seeing Fang Xiu approaching, several of the largest Jiaoren could not restrain their impulses and rushed out from the shadow of the Bone Hall.
"Huh?"
It was only then that Fang Xiu noticed that there was a long black thread hanging on the bodies of these jiaoren.
One end of the long line is on the back of Jiaoren's crest, and the other end is connected to the black bone hall.
But when they rushed ten miles away from the main hall, the long black line mysteriously disappeared.
call
A strange fluctuation also came from the hall again at this time.
Several people who were about to pounce in front of Fang Xiu were affected by the fluctuations and stopped suddenly, then turned around and ran towards the main hall again.
"You're here and you still want to leave?"
A cold look rose from the corner of Fang Xiu's mouth, and the Black Hidden Sword shot out, instantly piercing the chest of the largest Jiaoren, nailing it to the ground.
boom
The black skeleton hall seemed to be angered by Fang Xiu's actions, and it even swayed slightly.
Thousands of alienated people crawling in the shadow of the main hall began to become restless and trembling.
"This black hall seems to have a will of its own? Or is there something alive in it?"
Fang Xiu was a little surprised. He stopped, narrowed his eyes and looked at the main hall from a distance.
"hiss"
The remaining few were handed over to others, and they escaped death and ran back to the main hall.
When they entered ten miles outside the main hall, the long black line appeared out of thin air again, connecting the main hall with the people again.
Fang Xiu's eyes fell on the other friends and found that there were similar black lines on each of them.
"The main hall is transforming these friends?"
Fang Xiu's eyes narrowed, as if he thought of something.
He looked at the sky above the black hall, where a huge spiritual cyclone was constantly rotating, absorbing spiritual power from all directions.
It can be predicted that the spiritual energy flowing into the Skeleton Hall is the source of power for the evolution of mutants.
He then looked at the five sword peaks in the distance. On each sword peak, there were also such cyclones.
It's just that the scale and speed are far inferior to the Bone Hall.
Fang Xiu roughly estimated that the five cyclones of the Five Elements Sword Peak together were only slightly better than the Skeleton Hall by 30 to 50%.
However, most of the spiritual power absorbed by the Five Elements Sword Peak was used to maintain the array cover and the Five Elements Barrier, and only a small part was gathered in the artifacts at the top of the Sword Peak.
Almost all of the spiritual power absorbed by the Black Hall was input into the body of Mutation Jiaoren, and was continuously accumulated and strengthened.
One day, when these friends become strong enough, they may have the power to break through the barriers and array shields, or rush to the Five Elements Sword Peak, destroy the peak-suppressing weapon, and completely destroy the entire array.
At that time, these friends will probably rush in all directions to plunder more monsters and humans, and send them to the black hall to continue their transformation.
Humanity?
Fang Xiu suddenly woke up.
Since he set foot on the top of the mountain, he has not seen any human monks.
And the thousands of heads in front of me didn't have much blood in them.
Fang Xiu looked at the deep entrance of the Bone Hall, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
If his guess is correct, the monks from the sect who were kidnapped by the traitor must be inside.
Alien friends with low qualifications who can only serve as aphrodisiacs and tonics for monks can be strengthened to their current status.
Wouldn't a monk with spiritual roots and a foundation of practice be stronger?