Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

Having said that, the Mechanical Emperor turned and looked at the brain in the tank:

"Human instinct is to subconsciously avoid pain and choose pleasure. In her consciousness, if the sect master does not appear, she will suffer endlessly again and again. And if the sect master appears, then she Then she won’t have to suffer pain. This lasts countless times, and after Lin Xin’er’s will is completely collapsed, her subconscious will make her feel that the sect master is a symbol of freedom from suffering, and she can only be saved by following the sect master. That kind of endless tribulations. As a result, she will be tamed and completely succumbed to loyalty to the master."

The surrounding disciples listened to the words of the King of Machines, and they were all sitting and taking notes quickly to study.

At this time, the emperor continued to say coldly and ruthlessly:

"Our goal is to make Lin Xin'er a Freud syndrome patient, to make her hate her mother, succumb to her enemies, and eventually become a weapon against Leng Yan."

A disciple couldn't help asking:

"Elder, but such high-frequency transmission of illusions to Lin Xin'er may damage her mental health. I think she may become an extremely distorted person in the future."

The emperor replied without any emotion:

"She is just a tool, and her future is not something we should consider. When the Chaotic Heaven Sect is annihilated, then she will have no value for us. Maybe she will not continue to exist at the time. And, extremely. Distortion and extremes can achieve the effect we need."

Speaking of this, a string of time appeared in the electronic eyes of the emperor, and this was also his way of checking time.

"The most important thing is that time is tight. We don't have time to slowly let Lin Xin'er succumb. The sect master will fight Leng Yan tomorrow for the overall situation of Fuxingmen. We must do everything well before the sect master's decisive battle."

All the disciples of Fuxingmen were deeply convinced, so they continued to work.

Under the instructions of the mechanical emperor, they began to inject various fantasies into Lin Xin'er.

"Hypnotize her consciousness."

"Hypnosis is successful."

"The implantation of the subconscious made her hate Leng Yan and worship our sect master."

"The subconscious has been implanted."

"Repeated implantation, forming a brand and appearing in her consciousness."

"Give her enough psychological hints, initially set to give her 10,000 psychological hints within an hour."

"Psychological cues have been continuously implanted and have entered the deepest level of her consciousness."

"As long as you say enough lie, it will become the truth. As long as it is repeated, everything we bring to Lin Xin'er will be true to her."

"Everything is like tame a fierce horse."

"The humans who captured the horse should be the enemy of the horse. But once the horse is tamed, the horse will regard the man who tamed it as the most loyal master."

"Humans can also be tamed, just need to find enough ways. And now, high technology can bring enough convenience to our experiments."

"Lin Xin'er, today will definitely be tamed!"

...

Time passed slowly.

The horror test of the King of Machines is still going on.

Everything in the laboratory is the same as the machine king.

Cold and ruthless.

As for what is done here, will it seem too cruel? No one thinks like this.

Because this is war!

The war itself is the most cruel, and it has always been about winning and losing, by unscrupulous means!

It must be cruel to the enemy.

Otherwise, the kindness to the enemy will turn into cruelty to one's own people.

The disciples of the Tiangong department who work here know that by doing so, they can greatly improve the winning rate of the war, can save their brothers and relatives from being slaughtered, and can defeat the enemy.

Therefore, they have no regrets in this life.

…………

During this day, Zhang Yi was not idle either.

The evacuation of Fuxingmen went smoothly, and Zhang Yi also took the opportunity to deal with his personal affairs.

He went to Lu Ming's school.

The arrival of Zhang Yi caused the whole school of Lu Ming to be alarmed.

After all, where Zhang Yi is sacred, after the battle between Fuxingmen and Huntianzong, it has long been known to the world.

Now that such a great **** actually came to the martial arts in person, it immediately made countless people in and out of the martial arts frightened, not knowing what this great **** intended to do.

In the end, Lu Ming was invited by the head to solve this matter specifically.

Now everyone knows that only Lu Ming can talk to Zhang Yi on this matter.

When Lu Ming saw Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi was in front of the huge bronze man on the martial square.

Zhang Yi raised his head high, reading the Qin Dynasty characters engraved on the bronze figure.

Lu Ming immediately stepped forward to say hello:

"My dear man, why didn't you come here to talk to the little brother? The little brother should have come to meet you personally, but now it seems that the little brother is rude."

Lu Ming, who is like a beautiful boy, always speaks softly and smiles as bright as the sun.

Zhang Yi, who was looking at the bronze man with his hand, turned his head and smiled:

"Brother Yu came here because of a rush of time, so he took the liberty to visit without submitting the greeting card. Please forgive me."

Lu Ming smiled and took Zhang Yi's hand:

"Since my dear friend is here, please come to my room and **** treasured tea. By the way, there are some operas I also want to hear from my dear friend."

However, Zhang Yi shook his head slightly to express his rejection, and his body began to become serious:

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu has something important to tell you this time."

When Lu Ming heard Zhang Yi's words, he was also solemn and listened to him with a sincere expression.

Zhang Yi continued:

"The Great War of the Mahayana Realm has a huge impact. It may even be too big for a planet. Do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Ming asked:

"My dear friend is talking about your fight with Leng Yan?"

Zhang Yi nodded, he turned slightly and looked into the distance.

I saw the setting sun in the distance like blood, and it was clear that the sun was about to set soon.

Then Zhang Yi said:

"Tomorrow, I will have a real decisive battle with Leng Yan. At that time, if Leng Yan sees that her failure is inevitable, no one knows whether she will do anything crazy. So I prepared some plans to deal with her. , I want to defeat her before she goes crazy. But no plan can be perfect. In case of an accident, I am worried that Yi Zexing will be affected. Although I will try my best to prevent and make up for all this, but I hope that the virtuous brother Be careful and prepare early."

Zhang Yi knows that Lu Ming has reached the level of a fit state.

A strong man of his level can already fly out of outer space to take refuge.

In this way, even if Yi Zexing was really affected, Lu Ming could definitely stay out of the matter.

All Lu Ming needed was an early warning, and Zhang Yi came today to give him this warning.

Lu Ming listened quietly, then he asked:

"Thank you, my dear friend, for caring about me, but I am more like to know the fate of Yi Zexing than myself. I don’t know if my dear friend is willing to talk to me, how does the noble Fuxingmen treat us Yi Zexing? The power displayed by Fuxingmen is too strong, and we Yi Zexing has no ability to contend with it. So now the people on Yi Zexing are panicked, and everyone wants to know how our destiny will be arranged."

Zhang Yi replied:

"Our goal is Huntian Sect. This time we travel a long distance to fight, we will destroy Huntian Sect. After the Huntian Sect is destroyed, we will occupy all the spheres of influence of the Huntian Sect. Yi Zexing is our Fuxing Sect. One of the goals of Xiandi. As I said, if there are sects that dare to help Huntian Sect, then we must destroy it. On the contrary, if the sect remains neutral or takes refuge in us, then we hope to be able to interact with these sects in the future cooperating."

Lu Ming asked:

"Cooperation?"

Zhang Yi answered:

"To be precise, it is rule."

Lu Ming asked again:

"Not destruction?"

Zhang Yi answered:

"We don't need to kill everyone."

Lu Ming nodded, then saluted Zhang Yi:

"Thank you my dear friend for telling me. As the master of the door, Lu Ming will also convey what my dear friend means to us in Yizexing's martial arts, letting them know what their choice will mean."

Zhang Yi sighed softly in his heart.

He knew that from now on, the distance between him and Lu Ming was a little longer.

This is inevitable.

In his previous life, Zhang Yi had no worries, just like a ranger in the universe.

He didn't form any forces, but he was eager and unrestrained.

At that time, he and Lu Ming got along very well and naturally, and he didn't pay attention to interests, let alone any position.

However, now that he does not want to, but he and Lu Ming do have different positions.

Zhang Yi Jinsheng organized Fuxingmen, and what he represented was the position of Fuxingmen.

What Lu Ming represents is the position of Yi Zexing natives.

This difference in position is bound to make the distance between the two people farther apart.

Zhang Yi sighed in his heart, but also knew that everything could not be forced.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi turned out to be somewhat distracted.

He knew that he had come back with happiness, and now he should leave.

So Zhang Yi said:

"Brother virtuous, I am leaving. If we are free, Brother Yu hopes that we will not be able to talk about so many heavy topics next time, but just talk about some uncontroversial and light topics."

Lu Ming's face returned to a gentle smile:

"My dear brother, I'm also looking forward to seeing my dear friend next time! Let me send my dear friend a ride."

Zhang Yi raised his hand and stopped:

"Stay."

With that said, Zhang Yi looked at the huge bronze man again:

"This bronze man has a great relationship with me. I don't know if Brother Xian can give it to me? It's because I owe Brother Xian a favor."

Lu Ming said:

"Between the elder brother and the younger brother, don't talk about owing or not owing. If the brother likes it, then it is the best home for this bronze man, and it is also an honor for the younger brother and the sect."

Zhang Yi nodded, not too much nonsense.

He raised his hand and put the huge bronze figure into the space magic weapon, and then he got up and flew towards the distance.

Lu Ming looked at Zhang Yiyuan's back and blessed softly:

"Brother, please be safe tomorrow."