Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The young Yuan clan member Aguimu passed away, and it was quite painful.

The yellow crystal plague had already eroded his entire body. At first, it was only the central nervous system, but later, even the spine, motor nerves and autonomic nerves were affected.

At the beginning, this poor guy only had a weaker and weaker light in his eyes, and his memory was constantly lost.

Then, there was severe back pain, and he began to be unable to bend. It was difficult to swing his tail. Every movement was accompanied by great pain. At this stage, his hands and feet were already weak.

Its cultivation also began to lose, from the foundation-building stage to the Qi training stage, and finally until all its magic power disappeared. Another kind of strange power that it could not control was lingering in his body.

Those powers all became the power of the yellow crystal pathogen.

Motor nerves and autonomic nerves. At this time. This poor guy began to be relieved instead - he could no longer feel pain, and even had no self.

The soul dissipated, and the brain crystallized.

Accompanying it was the complete failure of the organs.

At this point, even the Flame of Life can only barely keep it alive.

Feng Yecai and Xue Bufan are almost consuming their own cultivation to keep this little thing alive - it's hard to even say it's keeping it alive.

In Xue Bufan's opinion, this is more like maintaining the cell activity of some tissues of a corpse.

Its nerves have all been destroyed.

At this stage, the body has also lost the instinct to digest and absorb. Not to mention eating, even direct injections are useless - an organ with a function similar to the pancreas has stopped working, and monosaccharides with no chirality problems cannot be turned into glycogen in the body and absorbed by cells.

For several months, the expedition team led by Tianze Shenjun only conducted some research and finally synthesized a material method that the Yuan clan cells can directly absorb. Then Feng Yecai and Xue Bufan synthesized it on the spot and injected it into the muscles of this guy several times. Only in this way can it barely keep its life.

But Aguimu's weight still plummeted. The whole person was left with only a skeleton, wrinkled skin, and a body of broken spikes.

If you touch it carefully, you can even feel the sharp and dense thorns under the rubbery skin of this guy.

That is the product of the nerve endings being thoroughly infected by the yellow crystal virus.

Overinfection - a phenomenon that would never happen under normal circumstances.

It's pure torture.

They also obtained a sufficient amount of pathological analysis reports for this.

And those crystallized nerves that almost pierced the surface of the body also became their harvest.

Pathological samples produced by yellow crystal pathogens that have not been transformed by immortal-level spells.

This is enough to drive Shenzhou crazy.

After several months, they finally got it.

But Xue Bufan was in a heavy mood.

Today is the day when Aguimu died.

Chi Kunli curled up his tail and lay in front of Aguimu, his spine arched, his breathing port opened, and his teeth bitten to death.

Feng Yecai recorded this scene with interest.

"It looks like this should be the expression of 'sadness' of the Yuan people, right?"

The idea of ​​the sea gods to analyze the facial expressions of the human race is also used by the human race to quickly familiarize themselves with the facial expressions of other ethnic groups - there is even a special road order.

Xue Bufan felt heavy-hearted and shook his head.

"Why? Are you worried that the surrounding Yuan people will rush over and tear us apart?" Feng Yecai poked him with his elbow.

Today is the day when Aguimu leaves. A few days ago, Feng Yecai predicted this - of course, he just picked a day at random and stopped the supply of the Flame of Life.

But these Yuan people seem to have completely forgotten the issue of the standard of death.

In Chi Kunli's view, this is the evidence of the dragon slave "miracle doctor".

Originally, his son could only live for a few days, but in the hands of these two dragon slave divine doctors, this kid actually lived for several more months. And during these days, these two dragon slaves actually burned their own cultivation to extend his son's life.

These are real and perceptible.

Moreover, they predicted when their son would die, and their son died at that time.

The Yuan Clan had lost the power of "technology", but still retained the impression of "technology".

The attitude of the two dragon slaves moved him. And Chi Kunli also sincerely admired their medical skills.

So, he invited his few allies - the other two exiles, to share with him the last relics left by his son.

And Feng Yecai recorded all this faithfully.

He was like the typical angel of the expedition thirty or forty years ago - the era when the Immortal Alliance had just gotten rid of the extreme hostility towards the ancient monks of other planets, but lacked any empathy for the Yuanying monks.

Everyone knows that in the expression language of monkeys, "grinning" is the expression of the inferior to the superior, and it is the embodiment of the fear and humiliation of the weak. However, the zoologist who studies monkeys will not feel humiliated by smiling at monkeys - even if he understands that in the context of monkeys, this is equivalent to kneeling.

Researchers who eat lunch boxes worth five yuan will not feel indignant because their immunodeficient mice eat sterile feed worth thousands of yuan.

Researchers are not stingy in pleasing experimental animals - as long as the experiment requires the animals to maintain a good mood and a healthy body.

Feng Yecai is such a person who is not stingy in smiling at monkeys.

Even within the recording range of his calculator, several tall Yuan clan members had cut open a thin body, carefully removed the yellow crystals, and put the meat into their mouths.

The ritual begins with drinking blood. Chi Kunli looked up to the sky and roared, his voice filled with grief. He bit down on the artery of his son's body and slowly drank the blood.

Then, cut open the body.

Dantian, heart, and brain, these three parts should be inherited by the child's father.

After that, it was the turn of the other two.

The three of them ate up this small body like hair and blood.

Xue Bufan felt like vomiting. He said: "It's almost time for us to go back? Nothing happens anymore."

"Who said that?" Feng Yecai said, "There are still three pathology reports to be written."

"You..." A trace of struggle appeared on Xue Bufan's face. Finally, he sat down: "What are you going to do? Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

"I'm so scared." Feng Yecai smiled: "Just think of it as taking a little risk."

Xue Bufan sighed: "You have to know that the blood of creatures who dare to take risks often cannot be passed on."

"Oh?" Feng Yecai nodded: "Indeed, in a blink of an eye, we are all here - our bloodline is not ready for us to go to the third Yuan Prison. They are to deal with the backland of China. exist due to the environment.”

He paused and said: "We have already surpassed our own bloodline - in this case, let's go a little further, right?"

"Be specific? How?"

"It's very simple." Feng Yecai said: "First of all, we have to delay."

"drag?"

"Yes." Feng Yecai analyzed: "According to the original statement, the boy should only live for a few days. But we used the indiscriminate vitality of the Flame of Life to extend his life for so long. Logically speaking, the patient and The vitality of the pathogen should be strengthened. In other words, under this method, the stronger the person, the more severe the disease will be, and it is impossible to survive for such a long time. "

"So, I can conclude that the Flame of Fate has very little effect on this pathogen."

"This is unethical." Xue Bufan frowned.

The Flame of Fate is a special skill of Tianyan Tulu. After comprehending the essence of "negative entropy", it accidentally echoed the reverberation of the power of creation. The magical power was born. If there is no deliberate guidance, this magical power should treat all living beings equally.

"But it just happened." Feng Yecai spread his hands and clapped them together: "Also, have you noticed that the more serious the condition, the faster the boy's body collapsed? At the beginning, you and I both We can easily keep him alive, but in the end, we even have to burn our cultivation."

Xue Bufan nodded: "Indeed... but is this a normal phenomenon? Exhaustion and death are inherently a slippery slope. The further you go, the more unstoppable it becomes."

"No, I think this rate of depletion is abnormal. The other is the rate of loss of cultivation." Feng Yecai said: "So, I have a guess - the non-specific immune function of the Yuan clan can actually be restored to a certain extent. There may be a threshold that inhibits the activity of the citrine pathogen. As long as it exceeds this threshold, we may not be infected. "

Xue Bufan's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? According to the small amount of data provided by the Shengu Yuan clan, the incubation period of the Topaz Plague is calculated in years!"

"So, this is a long-term mission, brother." Feng Yecai said: "However, I still have two ideas. First of all, these three Yuan clans have similar cultivation levels and also suffered from the same patient at the same time. Organization. They are a good experimental group and control group. We can add the Flame of Life to one of them and strengthen his body for a long time to see if he can resist the topaz plague."

"Impossible." Xue Bufan shook his head: "We don't know the threshold of intake. If their intake this time is already several orders of magnitude higher than the threshold of the Yuan clan's immune system, then how can we strengthen their physique? It’s useless. As for delaying the onset of disease... we don’t know the average length of the incubation period, and we don’t know the range and variance of the incubation period, so it’s meaningless to study individuals.”

"Well, so I said, this is a long-term process." Feng Yecai nodded: "There are many Yuan clans, and there are also many Yuan clan patients."

"You..." Xue Bufan no longer knew what to say.

At this time, Chi Kunli came over. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his face was sad, but he solemnly said to the two of them: "You two, you have done an excellent job. I think I should give you a reward. What do you think you need?"