Human Brain Ranch

Zhu Zhengwei put on a cloak to cover up his appearance, and walked around to have a look.

He felt that he could let go of his hanging heart only by taking a look at the dynasty after the death of Emperor Shi Guangzhi and what the picture looked like.

"Of course, there is another reason."

"Come in and learn his system of opening up and wishing witchcraft, and take a look at his just-cast masterpiece "The Book of Survival". After all, it is the basis of cultivation."

Zhu Zhengwei secretly said in his heart: "He spent his whole life laying the foundation for the system. The civilization has already grown green fruits, and the system is approaching perfection. You can try to pick it."

Well, to put it simply, Zhu Zhengwei feels that the leeks condensed in this civilized sand table world have matured, and it's time to cut a crop of leeks and see how it works.

He is very realistic, he has always been a mortal, his strength is too weak, it is not a problem, he has no sense of security.

I have to practice myself!

City of Hundred Stones.

The streets are bustling and prosperous, and Zhu Zhengwei walks in them.

He looked at the initial capital of the slave dynasty in front of him, which was already a holy place for mankind.

I sleep until daytime, although only a few years have passed, but the whole era seems to have been wound up with cogwheels, and great progress has been made.

Cultivators in this period no longer need to eat the fairy grass directly, but can enter the place of rich aura condensed in the "Fairy Grass Pond", where they can sense the "breath" to get started.

Every year, a large number of children aged six or seven are brought here to check whether they have the qualifications to practice "Qi".

Although this is far from the huge benefits brought by eating fairy grass directly, the victory lies in perseverance.

As long as the fairy grass here maintains a certain amount, it is enough to ensure that the aura here is strong enough, and the human race will surely prosper forever, and there will be a steady stream of people who eat aura.

"The prosperous age of humanity, the Era of Zuwu, it's only been a few years."

Zhu Zhengwei couldn't help feeling emotional, "It's like the big explosion of civilization, like human beings broke through the shackles in a short period of time and entered the age of steam in an instant."

"It's just that the gas here is different, it's just another steam age."

A new era always bursts out all of a sudden, and there are often masters of the era who push open the door.

"Emperor Shi Guangzhi, my superman."

Zhu Zhengwei was a little excited, "He launched a reform, so that the people who eat Qi are no longer the mythical emperors of the three kingdoms, and really let the common people in the world, everyone is like a dragon, can eat Qi and live forever, and create works of saints, Announce it to the world."

"The method of eating qi, cultivating powerful spiritual power, is enough to understand the mysteries of the world, and even in reality, I can become the only supernatural person in novels, movies, and myths!"

Zhu Zhengwei feels that the era has completely set sail.

Cool!

With his own promotion and the development of time, this place is becoming a huge and vast extraordinary world.

He looked around all the way, looking at the surrounding scenery.

At this time, with the gradual popularization of practitioners who swallowed the wind and breath, stone houses began to stand up one after another, completely entering the era of prosperity from the era of primitive tribal civilization.

Cities, buildings, began to spread across the land.

"This is my country."

While walking, Zhu Zhengwei felt a great sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This feeling is probably like playing a sandbox construction game such as "Minecraft" and looking at the buildings and mountains and rivers that I have built with a sense of accomplishment.

And in the distance, in the square of the City of Hundred Stones.

In the early morning sun, a monk was leading a group of children through the building, pointing to a statue of a handsome middle-aged man with a heroic elegance and endless vigor in his eyes on the central platform:

"Today is the third anniversary of the death of Sage Chongdao."

"You were able to be brought to the capital, sense Qi, and test your aptitude all because of the gift of this statue."

"In the earlier period, only the three lords of the Bronze Kingdom, the Seaside You Kingdom, and the Slave Dynasty were qualified to cultivate Qi. You have caught up with the best era!"

"This is a great mortal hero!"

Under the leadership of this monk, a group of children were extremely fanatical and yearning, looking at the golden statue of a saint, each presented a white wreath.

Almost every year, children from various counties, cities, and cities will be brought here after hearing the primary selection and being recommended by the local area, the greatest city of hundreds of stones in mankind, and the legendary "Land of Wishing Witches".

This place is already a sacred place for human beings.

The apprentices here are all human beings who are eager to grasp the truth and understand the world, and explore the wonderful and magnificent world.

"It's true that a new generation has replaced the old ones. The statue that was originally sitting there is Zhang Zhi, a sage."

Zhu Zhengwei had a strange expression on his face.

However, it is also a matter of course.

Although Zhang Zhi is an old sage, it has been around for a long time, and few deeds have been circulated. Generally, the Bronze Kingdom believes in it more, and the attitudes of the rest of the two countries are relatively average.

There is a new saint in front of me, who to believe, no need to say more.

"Even, I have some deep doubts that Zhang Zhi is deliberately downplaying his own existence."

"But I can also understand that I feel weird every time I pass by when I'm being offered up on it."

"And it's not convenient to do things. For example, when he wants to be a slave laborer again, when he is whipped by the slave leader with a whip, the slave leader may not let him go because he looks a bit like a saint. And the experience is lost.”

Zhu Zheng thought about it secretly, and said deeply: "I can understand this. After all, I have played the role of a wombat before. After putting on the holster, others will not recognize me, so I can let myself go."

Zhu Zhengwei toured around and found that it was completely organized.

There are even qualification divisions for checking children's qualifications, with upper, middle and lower qualifications

Almost every year, some geniuses are discovered, and some people return home disappointed.

"It seems that as more people can practice, the problem of cultivation aptitude still arises. Although this is inevitable, just like in modern society, teachers also talk about aptitude and talent."

"But I always feel that in 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the way of not bullying the young and poor is finally coming."

And the path of practice has also been completely divided into systems, which are currently divided into seven realms.

The division of blessings and witches from level one to level seven is simple and clear. Emperor Shi Guangzhi was a pragmatic person, and he didn't do any bells and whistles.

But there is nothing to divide at all.

Because the real world is not a game, how can it be so absolute?

This is especially true for the Zhu Wu system. A so-called extremely powerful seventh-level Zhu Wu, who swallows wind and breath, can defeat thousands of troops, may also be stabbed to death by a mortal with a dagger.

The power of a god, the body of a mortal, is destined to be so deformed.

"However, I still don't know how to practice ignorantly, how about my cultivation qualifications?"

night.

Zhu Zhengwei easily sneaked into Shiqi Temple.

He is more or less a long-lived person, and his combat power is not something that ordinary guards can discover. Naturally, he is in a no-man's land. In the dark, he saw the instrument for testing qualifications: the head relic.

Crystal Skull Wizard.

It was a skull with a somewhat crystal-clear appearance, as flawless as white jade, exuding a warm and soft luster.

"This is the test instrument, a powerful wishing witch's head. By stroking the head and injecting air, you can test your own aptitude."

Zhu Zhengwei is still very interested in things that can test qualifications.

As for whose head is this?

It is said to belong to the second generation slave dynasty emperor, Shi Guang Changshou Emperor.

Every year, he is stroked on the head by serious-looking children who come here, and he is indeed immortal in a certain sense.

And this head is extremely hard.

As we all know, the most powerful part of a "Zhuwu" is his head, which is called by many people, the skull of a god.

Attacking the heads of these strong men is the most stupid choice.

Zhu Zhengwei gently stroked the head with his hand.

Wow!

A slight white light flashed.

Well, inferior qualifications.

In the next second, the light became intense and turned into a milky white light.

To the intermediate qualification.

And in the next second, it turned into a golden white light.

Soar to the upper qualification.

Then something even more terrifying happened. The entire head seemed to be unable to bear the energy very quickly, and began to crack.

Boom! ! !

The head shattered like a firework exploded.

"It split instantly?"

Zhu Zhengwei was a little shocked, "My aptitude seems to be against the sky."

But react quickly.

The other "servers" are emitting a steady stream of anger, what about me?

I am the core main server, and they are all secondary servers. It is not wrong that they are the fairy grass that everyone desires, but I am the biggest human-shaped fairy grass!

Thinking about it this way, I am the ultimate source of "Qi" in the entire world, and it is understandable to have such aptitude.

"I may indeed be the supreme god in a certain sense, because I have the only true god qualification in the whole world." Zhu Zhengwei seemed to have a little more understanding of the structure of this four-dimensional world.

"who?"

Click.

The lights were lit, and a group of guards walked in quickly.