40,000 Years of Cultivation

"please?"

Dream Traveler once again extended an invitation to Li Yao.

"Wait, I have a question."

Li Yao pondered for a moment, and said, "I want to know if Zhang Daniu has accepted your guidance and awakened his past life with your help-according to your reasoning, this guy's suspicion is not small, right?"

"of course."

Dream Traveler said, "We don’t specifically target anyone. Even before returning to the Ark, we have to undergo very rigorous testing. Of course, it’s impossible to miss the author of "Forty Thousand Years of Comprehension." He has been tested, and under my guidance, he has continuously traced his memories of the previous five lives, nothing special."

"Oh?"

Li Yao became curious, "What did he do in the first five lives?"

"Going back from this life, I have been an Internet writer for three consecutive lives. You know, write some weird, fragrant and exciting popular books, deceive ignorant teenagers, and eat and drink."

Dream Traveler said, "From the last time to the fourth life, the world development of the reincarnation was slightly different, and there was no such thing as'Internet novel'. He was a tabloid reporter, and he wrote some celebrities' love affairs. Children pretend to be the title of a shocking language, find a star to fight a lawsuit, touch porcelain, etc.

"From the fifth generation, he is still engaged in writing work, but he is an adult action novel author. That seems to be a field he is particularly good at. After years of hard work, he finally gained a small reputation in the industry, but once They were arrested during the anti-pornography and illegal activities and accepted a just ruling. That's basically it.

"In short, he is different from a normal'observer', he is a common man with no moral bottom line. The original intention of creating is purely for profit, or in his own words,'money and beauties' did not inject soul into the work. ——It stands to reason that it is difficult for such a person to wake up, let alone upgrade to an observer, but in "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", there are a lot of things that he can't write at all. Maybe this is the star pair The reason he was particularly interested.

"Anyway, even though he was a third-rate writer and tabloid reporter who was greedy for money, lustful, without character, and willing to write for money in the first five lives, he has never had anything to do with the Apocalypse organization. He is that. This is the most inconspicuous little person, a string of trivial data when the earth restarts, even if the Apocalypse is really looking for an undercover, it will never find him."

"understood."

Li Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and sat on the iron chair.

Ms. Gray Mist and Dream Traveler breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Li Yao suddenly asked the Dream Traveler, "Do you have a watch? What time is it?"

"Have."

Dream Traveler took out a very delicate, antique pocket watch from his arms. The case was also engraved with a spiral-shaped octopus, full of the breath of the ocean. "It's 8:05 in the evening."

"How many seconds?"

Li Yao asked again.

"How many seconds?"

Dream Traveler was slightly startled.

"Yes, accurate to the second, tell me."

Li Yao said coldly.

"Uh, it's 8:05:32."

Dream Traveler frowned, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Li Yao blinked his eyes, a confused look appeared on his face, as if he didn't even understand why he asked the time and asked so accurately.

But he quickly forgot about it, and nodded to the dream traveler, "Since it is the rules of the Ark Foundation, then, let's start!"

"Okay, please relax, look at this watch, watch the hour, minute and second hands move."

The Dream Traveler carried the watch chain and hung his pocket watch in front of Li Yao, shaking it gently.

The hour hand was glowing with dark blue light, the minute hand was shining with ghostly dark green, the second hand was shining with burning red light, and the mechanical sound of a little pocket watch filled the warehouse, overwhelming the storm outside, making The whole world became extremely quiet.

Li Yao stared straight at the pocket watch, his eyes turned into two unfathomable vortexes. He was in a trance, his perception seemed a hundred times more acute than before. He could clearly hear the dream traveler, the lady of the gray mist and the Spartan. Every breath and heartbeat, the sound of blood surging in every blood vessel around them; you can also penetrate the container and see the awakened people who are hidden in the dark, armed with guns, and armed to the teeth; you can even feel the outside of the barracks again The violent pouring rain, count every drop of rain in the squally wind.

"Buzzing buzzing!"

Numerous mosquitoes unique to tropical rain forests fly around the dim lights on the beams.

No, not "innumerable", but 432 mosquitoes.

The 432 mosquitoes turned into a clear mark, deeply imprinted in Li Yao's heart.

"Very well, I can already vaguely feel your soul, what a beautiful, spectacular and profound thing..."

The eyes of the dream traveler also shined brightly behind the gold-wire glasses, and his gaze seemed like a hazy haze, spreading towards Li Yao, "Next, read a paragraph with me—don’t care, the paragraph itself It doesn't make any sense, just to make your and my brain waves resonate, so that I can penetrate your memory, and if I agree, blink my left eye.

Li Yao deeply and deeply remembered everything around him, including the beating pointers, the heartbeats of many awakened persons, the distribution of every raindrop in the violent wind, and the flight trajectories of 432 mosquitoes above his head. Then he blinked. Blinked his left eye.

"The blood-black nothingness begins to weave a network."

Dream Traveler said softly.

"The blood-black nothingness begins to weave a network."

Li Yao repeated stiffly.

"The cells are connected, then connected, and then connected to the trunk."

The dream traveler's voice was even fainter.

"The cells are connected, then connected, and then connected to the trunk."

Li Yao's voice was also significantly lowered, his pupils gradually spreading, his face became blank, as if drowned in endless memories.

"So against the darkness, a fountain of white water sprayed upwards appeared."

The dream traveler’s voice became lighter and lighter, and it turned from feathers to dust, and the swing speed of the pocket watch in his hand was getting slower and slower, as if it was frozen in mid-air by some strange force. In the end, it turned out to be It's really at a 45-degree angle to the ground, and it's still in mid-air!

"So against the darkness, a fountain appeared...pushing upward...white..."

Before Li Yao could finish the poem, he found that the whole world had become a vague whirlpool. Everything around him was like a mixture of sand and smoke, melting, splitting and reorganizing, a secret harbor deep in the tropical jungle. Gone, and replaced by a city with tall buildings lined up with glass curtain walls like 10,000 mirrors.

He dreamed again and returned to the maze that had been repeated many times in the past week.

However, this time, he was very lucid, knowing that he was dreaming and that his deity was sitting in the warehouse of the port barracks. This was a "lucid dream."

"I..."

Li Yao saw himself.

He seems to have two perspectives at the same time, one is the "God's perspective" from a forty-five degree aerial view, and the other is the immersive "first-person perspective", which quickly traces his previous life through different perspectives. His life traces back to those thrilling and exciting battles.

"It turns out that I was a member of the resistance organization in my last life."

Seeing a superpower battle with extremely brilliant sound and light effects, more exaggerated than science fiction movies, Li Yao suddenly realized, "No wonder I have an instinctive antipathy to the Apocalypse Organization, but I have a natural closeness to the Ark Foundation. I even feel that their leader, the Red Pole Star, is very, very familiar. It turns out that I was a'prisonbreaker' in my previous life!"

And this is not the end.

Li Yao could clearly feel that there was a force pushing him behind, as if he was plugging the wings of memory for him. I think this is the super power of Dream Traveler.

The city was turned into rubble in the thermonuclear war, and restarted in the rubble. The mirror labyrinth composed of countless glass curtain walls broke apart, but it quickly reorganized into a new larger and more complex labyrinth. Li Yao kept pursuing it in his dreams. In my past, I have seen a dozen or so reincarnations. I was almost a member of the resistance organization. At least I naturally awakened. He discovered the "Earth BUG" and was brutally obliterated. He even caught a long, long time ago. The memory fragments recalled that I had been a modified car mechanic and racer in a certain life, and passed through a "earth bug" in a rush.

That was a long, long time ago, the end of an unimaginable cycle of reincarnation.

These memories of past lives have made Li Yao's will stronger and his fighting power has become stronger and stronger. He can clearly perceive that his soul swells up like a bloodshot organ.

just……

The silver-white ball has been following him in his dreams.

It was originally like a balloon. It was connected to the back of Li Yao's head by a silver thread, and hung in the air not too far away, but every time Li Yao awakened the memory of his previous life, the distance between it and Li Yao would be shortened. Some, in the end, the silver wire between it and Li Yao was less than one meter left, and it hovered coldly over Li Yao's head.

The haha ​​mirror-like surface reflected Li Yao's confused and uneasy face, which was distorted into an extremely strange and hideous appearance.

Li Yao didn't remember having encountered such a thing in his previous life.

The "Cultivation Li Yao" in "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" has never encountered such a strange existence.

"What are you, what are you?"

The anxiety in Li Yao's heart reached its limit. He was so anxious that he couldn't control his emotions. He slammed his fist towards the silver-white ball, "Why follow me!"

"boom!"

The extremely secretive silver-white ball seemed vulnerable to a single blow, and was blasted into countless fragments by Li Yao's punch. However, every curved fragment reflected a strange and distorted face, showing a weird smile at him. .

"Finally, you have come to this point, know who you are, and know your true mission, right?"

Hundreds of millions of faces, said in unison.

Afterwards, countless faces turned into a big mouthful of blood, swallowing him in one bite!

The memory turned into a nightmare, and he was awakened from the nightmare.

I saw the dream traveler fell out while vomiting blood, with a face that was distorted to the point of fracture, pointing at him and screaming: "You, you are not Li Yao!"