40,000 Years of Cultivation

Li Yao looked into the distance and scanned the appearance of the psychic temple on three levels with the monitoring crystal eyes on the shell of the shuttle, his own magnetic field of life and the perception of spirits.

Almost instantly, he fell into the huge, vast, profound and elusive force field created by the psychic temple.

The body of this temple is an asteroid floating in an endless sea of ​​stars, and this asteroid was hollowed out millions of years ago, and the interior is full of intricate and intricate honeycombs. In appearance, it was shaped like a human head.

No, it is not a human head, but the head of another intelligent life, the head of the gods and demons!

"It" grows full of tentacles and long viper-like hair, and its thick, tangled "hair" is covered with densely packed suckers, dancing wildly in a vacuum.

Against the backdrop of the long hair, there are a pair of eyes that occupy almost half of the face. Even the pupils are beautifully carved out. Its pupils are divided into nine levels, like interlocking caves, leading to another mysterious Mo The universe of measurement.

Between the two huge weird eyes, there is a strange bulge, which looks like a rune of flesh and blood imprinted on the forehead, and like a third eye that has not been opened yet-even though this eye has not yet been opened. Opening it still brings strong psychological pressure to Li Yao, as if as long as the third eye is opened, it can penetrate his cover, tear his soul, and dissect his entire life!

It has no ears. In the part where humans are supposed to be ears, it has grown two organs that look like stamens and flames. Li Yao estimated that the owner of this head statue had long since gotten rid of the use of sound waves. In the information phase, they directly receive each other's brain waves. These "stamens" are the organs that receive brain waves.

On the lower part of the face, it has a mouth like a human being. It seems that no matter how powerful the spirit is, it must get energy from food, but its big mouth is as terrifying as eyes and long hair, almost round. His mouth is covered with circles of sharp teeth, like a super pulverizer that can tear anything, including steel.

The combination of all these features gives people an indescribable sense of horror. Even if Li Yaoming knows that it is fake, he still can't help his soul swaying, his Taoist heart trembles, and in a daze, a huge asteroid battle fort is formed. It's really true. Some kind of feeling of the head remains of a prehistoric **** and demon.

"Is this psychic temple shaped according to the image of the king of the Pangu tribe?"

Li Yao thought secretly, "Or is it that it combines the images of many powerful people in the Pangu Civilization Alliance to become such a weird ‘honour’?"

While he was thinking, the shuttle ship had been mixed with a large number of transport ships returning from the front line, and entered the fangs-filled interior through the mouth of the blood basin of the "God and Demon Head".

It was like being swallowed by this **** and demon in one bite.

"哧—"

The super-giant airlock slowly lowered behind him, and the anti-gravity unit of the shuttle spewed out a cloud of white air current, landing in the center of the inner star harbor of the psychic temple.

They can be regarded as "special investigators" from the Bureau of Heretic Interrogation, representing the will of the Bureau of Heretic Interrogation and even the best masters. Naturally, a large number of psychic temple staff and senior priests who manage this temple have been waiting and leading the way. Provide them with the highest authority to act cheaply and view everything.

Li Yao is not interested in the case of the puppet king yet.

His attention was focused on the transport ship that was rising and falling not far away.

On his left, a transport ship brought a large number of imperial prisoners from the front line. These people have not lost their emotions, desires and self. The strong and strong roared and struggled desperately. The old and weak women and children cried and fell into despair, but no matter how strong or weak, they were all. Contained by the shackles of electrified, some particularly unruly people also smashed their backs and stringed pipa bones, but there was no way to the sky and no door to the earth.

Countless imperial prisoners, under the **** of a group of expressionless Holy League fighters, cried, wailed, and cursed, staggering step by step, step by step, toward the depths of the psychic temple.

On his right side, the other freshly released teams of Saint Allies walked in unison, staggering, and boarding the transport ship that had just been emptied.

There are blank smiles on their faces, and there is nothing but meekness and loyalty in their eyes. According to the different tribes of "water, wood, gold, fire and earth", they wear different colors of work clothes, except for this small difference. , I can't see any difference between them, just like a group of psionic puppets that have just been assembled on the magic weapon assembly line.

The captives on the left saw the freshly baked holy ally on the right, and became more frightened and angry. They struggled desperately, shouting loudly, trying to arouse the attention of the holy ally on the right, because they were too emotional and were soon The electric arc ignited in the shackles was frothing at the mouth.

The Saint League recruits on the right did not squint, and strode forward. Even if the peripheral light occasionally swept the miserable appearance of the prisoner on the left, there was no waves in the depths of the dim eyes, and they still moved forward with a mechanical step. .

In Li Yao's spiritual perception, the two queues, one in and one out, are also extremely different.

The queue of imperial prisoners on the left is like a colorful, turbulent river, full of amazing waves and colorful vortexes.

The line of recruits from the Saint League on the right is like an almost frozen and exhausted river. The river flows steadily, unable to turn over half of the waves.

"Don't these Holy League recruits on the right come from these imperial prisoners on the left?"

Li Yao thought secretly and tried to control his ups and downs. "Ships of imperial prisoners were transported here. After days and nights of modulation, they became such a loyal and docile'tool' on the left. The ship was transported out in another ship, or transported to the dark mine, or transported to the front line like a meat grinder, or transported to the worst of the dilapidated starship with harsh environment, narrow space and full of poisonous gas and sewage. The bottom layer becomes the fuel that drives the rumble operation of the evil machine of the Saint League!"

Li Yao noticed that the members of the Yasha squad seemed to have long known the truth about the psychic temple, but everyone's reaction was different.

"Major" Chu Zhixiao had long known that she had undergone a memory removal operation in a psychic temple or the like. She was just a little confused, "deceiving herself", and resolute.

"Seven Stars" Guan Qixing didn't have any unusual reactions. His soul was always stable. He probably belonged to the typical technical madman, only thinking about issues related to technology. As for the ethics and morals other than technology, it had nothing to do with him.

"Black Dream" Yun Haixin was like Li Yao, full of deep anger, even so angry that his fists were tightly clenched.

Yes, he is an immortal cultivator, he is an empire, and these lambs to be slaughtered are all his compatriots.

Even though the empires don’t pay much attention to fellowship, at least, immortal cultivators have their own dignity. With the wisdom of the heart of Yunhai, he will not know that he is a dog for the holy ally, and there is no such thing as his early days Is it really interesting to steal a life?

Li Yao became more and more confused about what kind of power it was that confined Yun Hai to the Holy League, and reluctantly served his mortal enemy.

However, compared with Yun Haixin, what made him most strange was the "Giant Spirit" Yuan Kou.

Yuan Kou was afraid.

Although the appearance of fear did not reveal the slightest aura of fear, Li Yao could clearly perceive the trembling of the Yuankou Divine Soul. This literally "tiger-backed giant", a super monster that can pierce through three or five layers of armor with one punch, turned out to be like a super monster. The scared little boy shivered like he did.

What's the situation?

Li Yao remembered what Yuan Kou said yesterday.

He said that the puppet king once said to him in the illusion-"I know what you are afraid of".

So, what exactly is the "Giant Spirit" Yuan Kou afraid of?

With full of doubts, Li Yao and the four members of the Yasha team stepped into the main hall of the psychic temple and saw a nightmare scene.

On both sides of the main hall are densely erected tens of thousands of metal pillars hundreds of meters high, and each pillar wants to extend countless branches around, each branch is formed with a dozen or twenty metal cocoons, metal cocoons The length is about two or three meters, between three and five meters. Through the translucent shell, you can see that it is filled with some kind of viscous liquid. There are also human beings in the liquid, curled up like babies.

The shell of the metal cocoon is engraved with densely packed runes, and there is something like a "progress bar" underneath. At first it was **** red, but as the progress bar gradually elongated, the red became more and more dimmed. A touch of green.

A large number of lifting platforms and floating dishes rise and fall between the uprights, branches and metal cocoons, carrying countless expressionless staff. Whenever the progress bar on a metal cocoon turns green, they rise and lift. Open the hatch and get out the human inside. After simple cleaning and debugging, another human who is full of anger and fear and struggling desperately is locked in.

Through the translucent cover, you can vaguely see that at first, the people who were locked in were still jumping around inside, slapped **** the hatch cover, but the viscous liquid seemed to contain powerful hypnotic potions. Because of the ingredients, they quickly lost the ability to resist, fell asleep, and curled up into babies unconsciously.

As far as Li Yao can see, there are at least a hundred thousand people receiving such a special modulation.

And in places where his crystal eyes can't scan, I don't know how many people's emotions, desires and selves are suffering inhumane slaughter!

Li Yao could clearly perceive that the strongest human emotions bloomed to the extreme like a flower in a Foehn wind, but they were torn to pieces, burned to ashes, and turned into a puff of solidified fog.

What a psychic temple, here is clearly a human slaughterhouse!