Chapter 118: Lingering soul (1/2)
The female major led Li Yao to the depths of the barracks.
I met many soldiers along the way, all of them looked at Li Yao with chilling eyes, as if he were a monster.
Li Yao was so distracted by everyone that he couldn't help asking the female major: ”Why are they looking at me like this?”
The female major was silent for a moment, and said: ”You were mad on the platform and beat a third-layer cultivator during the Qi Refining Period to a terrible beating. A dozen soldiers could not pull you away. At that time, we thought you were possessed by the demon clan. Body, I almost didn’t kill you directly. After a comprehensive examination, it was discovered that you were still 100% pure human, but only the spiritual root awakening. To be honest, I have seen many times that the spiritual root awakening of the cultivator is as exaggerated as you are. the first time.”
Li Yao was speechless and laughed embarrassedly.
The female major glanced at him, and then said: ”However, after understanding the cause and effect, many people in the army think you are very kind and a man!”
With that said, the major female stopped in front of a heavily guarded tent, pointed to the inside, and said, ”Go in, he is inside.”
Li Yao looked around.
This black tent is located at the core of the temporary military camp, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers guarding it, and standing beside it are several men in casual clothes.
Even though he dared not release the spirit silk probe, Li Yao could still feel their difference, and they should all be masters of cultivation level.
Moreover, there are faintly arranged defensive arrays around the tent, and the methods are so high that Li Yao can't see through the depth.
With such a strong defense, who is the ”him” in it?
Li Yao became curious, opened the curtain, and bowed into the tent.
There was a cloud of translucent white mist in the tent. Seven or eight doctors in fully enclosed white surgical gowns and sterile masks were standing in the mist, working nervously around an operating table.
In front of the operating table, there are four mechanical arms trembling extremely flexibly.
As soon as Li Yao came in, the cloud of white mist rushed towards him to help him disinfect.
Li Yaochao looked carefully on the operating table, but saw that it was not a human being lying on it, but a relatively short psychic prosthesis. The limbs and body were all made of metal, with hundreds of spars inlaid in key parts, which were intricately intricate. The spiritual silk crystal line spread among the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, shining with weird light.
The head of this psychic prosthesis is inlaid with a small light curtain. The sky spirit cover made of tungsten steel is opened. Four mechanical arms quickly insert dozens of chips into the ”brain”, and then the ”sky spirit cover” is carefully inserted. Close and tighten the screws.
”Psionic filling is complete, ready to start!”
Under the white mask of a doctor, Gu Jing Wubo, without human emotion, came.
”Didi! Self-check is complete!”
”Didi! Thinking crystals form a loop, and the synchronization rate of the soul and the chip is 37%...58%...81%, reaching the standard for awakening!”
”Didi! The psychic prosthetic body crystal circuit circulates normally, and the body control authorization is open...the opening is complete!”
As all the spars all over his body flashed suddenly, the psychic prosthesis on the operating table slowly sat up, shaking the metal head in confusion.
The light curtain inlaid on the face first showed a piece of snowflakes, which soon condensed into an ordinary human face.
It is Ding Yin!
”Student Li Yao, hello, we meet again.”
Ding Yin smiled slightly, but his voice was as silent as a doctor, without human emotion.
He frowned slightly and said, ”Activate the human emotion simulation system, hello, hello, classmate Li Yao, am I speaking normally now?”
Li Yao was completely stupid and stammered: ”It's right, it's normal, Teacher Ding-you're not dead?”
”I'm dead!”
Ding Yin smiled and said, ”Seven low-level cultivators, a Taiyi Thunder magnet, rushing towards billions of monsters-where is the truth of immortality? But I was lucky, and there was still a trace of remnant souls found. The solution is to be a'ghost repair'.”
”Ghost repair?”
Li Yao just remembered that among the cultivators, there is such an extremely special existence.
The so-called ghost cultivation, as the name implies, is that after the death of the cultivator, the body is destroyed, leaving only a ray of remnant soul, and through various coincidences, the ghost will not dissipate, and once again embark on the road of cultivation!
In the ancient world of 40,000 years ago, the appearance of ghost cultivation was very rare, and there were many restrictions on ghost cultivation. In order to ensure that the ghost would not disperse, it was often necessary to swallow the living soul, **** human essence and blood, and owe countless blood debts. .
Therefore, in the ancient repair world, the reputation of ghost repair is not good, similar to the evil spirits.
However, in the 40,000 years of cultivation, the civilization is advanced. As long as the soul is strong enough, it can be digitized, and the soul can be enclosed in the chip, and then combined with the psychic prosthesis, you can travel in the day without fearing the sun and embark on a new path of ghost cultivation.
Of course, humans and ghosts have different paths, and the path of ghost cultivation is far more dangerous than the ordinary path of cultivation. After all, the psychic body is not a physical body. Any sunspot explosion may blow out the ghost.
It is impossible for the vast majority of ghost repairs to live forever. After a few hundred years, they will still be old and fascinated, their souls will be scattered, and they will die completely.