40,000 Years of Cultivation

However, his fingers and eyeballs seemed to have been manipulated by some mysterious force, and he turned page by page.

With the flickering of the characters, a lifelike, illusory, and true modern world of comprehension appeared before his eyes. He seemed to be able to see the dim sky, the red and purple smelly gutter, the rusty magic treasure tomb, and countless lives. The "garbage bugs" in it can even really smell that rotten, moldy and **** rust mixed together, which is disgusting and extremely familiar.

"Well, what is going on?

"Why does this damn'magic tomb' look so familiar? It is obviously a very pale and feeble environment description and a routine character template. It is no different from the novels I have read before. I can't see how much the author has, but I feel that , It feels different!

"Is it an illusion?

"Failong... such an ancient name, why did I instantly see an extremely clear image when I heard this name, and I didn't see how much the author spends on Feilong to describe it!"

Li Yao swallowed hard and opened the second chapter.

The title of this chapter is called "Light Curtain Apparatus".

Obviously, this is a vocabulary created by the author, and there is no such thing in real life.

However, before he started to look at it, a magic weapon called the "light curtain device" emerged in Li Yao's mind. There were even hundreds of structural diagrams of different light curtain devices, as well as psychic cycle diagrams, and countless intricate structures. Staggered with the line, it became a mess, almost gushing out along his ear canal and nostril.

Fingers, his ten fingers twitched unconsciously, as if they were possessed by a genius pianist, as if they would turn into lightning and fog at any time.

"Dreams always have to be there."

Before turning to the last page of Chapter 2, Li Yao murmured, "What if it will happen?"

Then, he saw this sentence appear at the end of the second chapter.

Every word is like a red bullet, piercing through his soul.

"Boom! Boom boom boom boom!"

The deafening roar of the engine came from outside the window.

Since the viaduct that runs through the city was built, many racing enthusiasts took advantage of the silence of the night to use this as a fast racing arena, no matter how banned it will not help.

Li Yao's dormitory building happened to be the closest building to the viaduct in the entire Jiangnan University Town. They often heard disturbing roars in the middle of the night.

In the past, they could only swear or complain to the school.

But today's engine roar is particularly loud and harsh, as if it did not come from outside, but directly from the depths of Li Yao's mind.

In a daze, he saw another picture.

Wearing a greasy-stained maintenance suit, he drove a violently transformed high-horsepower racing car. He hurried desperately on the viaduct and the river bank, surpassing one opponent after another, even surpassing himself and time.

Finally, there are gorgeous fireworks, transpiring blood, and tragic death.

Li Yao's hands and feet began to tremble.

The feeling of holding the steering wheel and stepping on the brakes and accelerator is too real, so real that he forgets that he is a college student lying in the dormitory, but it is like a car sitting in a burning underground in the car wreckage. The racer, the back of his hands and insteps are highlighted with thick blue veins, the blue veins are still wandering under the skin like an electrocuted poisonous snake, the skin is tightened to the limit, and there is a strange and powerful force at any time. This ordinary body broke out of the shell, completely changing the future of him and the entire world!

Li Yao tapped the phone screen with trembling fingertips.

Chapter Three, "Different Dreams".

Li Yao was stunned.

The content described in this chapter happens to be the Li Yao who lived in the 40,000 years of cultivation. The Starry Federation’s Li Yao, referred to as “Li Yao” for short, recalls the past and finds that he is an earth traverser, and his previous life is underground on earth. The story of a racer.

It was almost exactly the same as the picture Li Yao saw in a daze.

"Damn it."

Li Yao curled up into a ball, he wanted to scream.

Rubbing his own goose bumps that swelled into corn kernels, he trembled, "What kind of ghost book Zhao Kai recommends, it's too wicked, I can't read it again, absolutely, absolutely, I can't read it again...or else, read it again. One chapter? It must be an illusion just now. It must be that I was frightened during the day, neurasthenia, and hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. Yes, that's it. Look at another chapter to confirm-or how can I sleep at night?"

Li Yao continued to click down.

"Demon Blade Peng Hai", "Simulated College Entrance Examination", "Great Dark Age", "Goddess of the Second Middle School"

That familiar and unfamiliar feeling still lingers on his heart, making him unknowingly substitute himself in the role of "Cultivation Li Yao".

It’s really strange to say that although the writing of the novel "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" is mediocre, the characters are thin, and the plot does not get rid of the old routines of cultivation and face-slapping. The setting that includes the combination of cultivation and technology is not too exciting. On the contrary, it is a bit grandiose, pretending to be amazing in order to attract attention, but once I see it, I really accept this setting, and I feel quite sensible in many places.

"'Mad Dog' Hellenlie?"

Li Yao looked at it and couldn't help laughing. "This is the rich second-generation squad leader that Zhao Kai and Yu Xin are arguing with. I don't know that he is the chairman of the student union? It's such a cliché and a blunt conflict. There is simply no contradiction, but also to create contradictions abruptly!"

After this sentence, he was stunned again.

"What did I just say?"

He couldn't believe it, "I said ‘Mad Dog’ Helianlie? Yes, that’s what I said, Helianlie’s nickname is ‘Mad Dog’, yes, I can’t remember it wrong!”

I don't know why, Li Yao was very impressed with the character Helian Lie in the book. He was the first villain to appear in the book. Even at the level of the young man, Li Yao wouldn't remember his nickname wrong.

However, no matter whether you turn to the previous chapters or the next few chapters, the author has never mentioned the word "mad dog" since Helian Lie's first appearance.

No, not at all.

When he first appeared on the stage, the author used the title of "No.

After the protagonist "Cultivation Li Yao" and Helian Lie had a conflict, the vocabulary used to curse the other party was "a bastard".

Think about it, at least in the previous dozens of chapters, Helian Lie is an image of a lofty noble son, has his own demeanor and education, and does not put the protagonist in his eyes. Only one hand can destroy the protagonist , How can it be possible to show a vicious, mad dog-like image in front of the protagonist?

Not to mention the protagonist, even passers-by or even the author, it is impossible for such a character to take the nondescript nickname "Mad Dog", right?

The author has always spared no effort to describe how arrogant, indifferent and domineering Helianlie is, and in this way increases the pleasure of "Comprehensive Li Yao" when he counterattacks-although limited by the writing style, the author's description is not considered successful, but In any case, Helianlie was not ruined into a "mad dog".

However, when Li Yao looked at the author's description of "the noble son Helianlie", there was a clear face that had lost everything, trapped beasts fighting, fierce, evil, scars, and full of hideous faces. It really looked like an interrupted face. The mad dog who had his spine reconnected.

That's right, this is the Helianlie Li Yao imagined, the "mad dog" Helianlie.

"Li Yao, go eat shit!"

Li Yao's mind echoed with the heroic laughter of "Mad Dog" Helianlie, and a blooming flower of light among the dark stars.

It is strange that such a "mad dog" Helianlie did not arouse the slightest anger in him, but made the corners of his eyes and nose a bit sore, faintly giving rise to a sense of guilt and admiration.

"I'm sick!"

Li Yao had a deep cold war, put down his phone, and slapped himself, "I was ‘guilty and admired’ when others told me to eat shit? I’m not so cheap, am I mentally perverted?"

Of course, both "Mad Dog Helianlie" and "Cultivation Li Yao" are characters in the book. They are made up by novelists and have nothing to do with him, so they don't really call him. Go...then what.

In short, I don't know how to say it, but it still feels weird.

"I understand."

Li Yao clutched his phone for a long time, and finally figured out a plausible conclusion, "Actually, I have read this "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" before. The plot left a vague impression, but the title and author of the book have long been forgotten. After reading it again today, these dusty memory fragments naturally emerged."

This is also normal.

Online novels are not scientific papers. There is no need to read them too carefully. Senior enthusiasts like Zhao Kai can read a tome of several million words in two or three days. After a few years of college, they have read three to five hundred, Seven or eight hundred online novels are not too many. Although Li Yao is not as exaggerated as him, there are hundreds of novels he has read. The name, author, character, and plot are all forgotten. Sometimes after reading it for a long time, I remember "Oh, I've read this book before." This is all commonplace.

"It turns out that I have read this book, no wonder most of the plot is so familiar."

Li Yao nodded his head, "Yes, that's it. In this way, all the strange things can be explained!"

Now that I have read it, it seems that there is no need to read it again to waste time.

Strive to go to bed early tonight and get up early tomorrow morning. You must not fall into bed anymore. You must be reborn, be a new person, go to the library to prepare your papers, and then collect information about job fairs. In short, he must cheer up. To be motivated, to be vigorous and vigorous!

These ghost internet novels must not be read anymore. You can see hallucinations and auditory hallucinations and nervous breakdowns. Even the reading software should be uninstalled. It is a waste of time and life that is meaningless. Yes, just do it. Unload it, um, unload it tomorrow when we go to bed, he swears!

Well, what? Since I have to uninstall it, or else...Look at the last chapter? Anyway, you will be reborn early in the morning tomorrow, and you will be a human again, and I will read the last chapter to commemorate it, isn't it too much?

He swears that he will never read this chapter again after reading this chapter. Really, even if he is bored enough to hit the wall and jump off the building, he will never read this "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" again!

Thinking like this, Li Yao turned on the screen again and entered Chapter 47.

The name of this chapter is "Ding Lingdang".