The female major took Li Yao deep into the military camp.
I met many soldiers along the way, and they all looked at Li Yao with shuddering eyes, as if he was a monster.
Li Yao felt terrified when everyone saw him, and couldn't help but ask the female major: "Why are they looking at me like this?"
The female major was silent for a moment and said: "You went crazy on the platform and beat a third-level cultivator in the Qi refining stage so badly that more than a dozen soldiers couldn't pull you away.
At that time, we thought you were possessed by a demon clan.
I almost killed you directly.
After a comprehensive examination, I found that you are still 100% pure human, but your spiritual roots have awakened.
To be honest, I have seen cultivators awaken their spiritual roots many times.
Exaggerating like you, or first."
Li Yao was speechless and smiled sheepishly.
The female major glanced at him and continued: "However, after understanding the cause and effect, many people in the army think that you are very kind and a man!"
With that said, the female major stopped in front of a heavily guarded tent, pointed inside, and said, "Go in, he's inside."
Li Yao looked around.
This black tent is located at the core of the temporary military camp.
It is surrounded by hundreds of soldiers guarding it, and there are also several men in civilian clothes standing next to it.
Although he did not dare to use the spiritual thread to detect, Li Yao could still feel that they were different.
They should all be cultivators with superb cultivation.
Moreover, there were defensive arrays vaguely arranged around the tent.
Their methods were so sophisticated that Li Yao couldn't even see through them.
The defense is so tight, who is "him" inside?
Li Yao's curiosity aroused, he opened the door curtain and bowed into the tent.
The tent was filled with a translucent white mist, and in the mist stood seven or eight people wearing fully enclosed white surgical suits.
Doctors wearing sterile masks worked nervously around an operating table.
In front of the operating table, there are four robotic arms that are vibrating with great flexibility.
As soon as Li Yao came in.
The white mist rushed towards him to disinfect and sterilize him.
Li Yao looked carefully at the operating table and saw that the person lying on it was not a human being, but a relatively short spiritual machine prosthetic body.
Its limbs and body were made of metal, with hundreds of crystals inlaid in key parts.
Intricate spiritual silk crystal lines spread between the limbs and bones, shining with strange light.
The head of this spiritual machine prosthesis was inlaid with a small light curtain.
The tungsten steel Tianling cover was opened, and four mechanical arms quickly inserted dozens of chips into the "brain".
Then carefully close the "Tianling cover" and tighten the screws.
"The psychic energy is filled and ready to be activated!"
Under the white mask of a doctor, a voice with no ripples and no human emotions came from.
"Didi!
Self-test completed!"
"Didi!
The thinking crystal forms a circuit, and the synchronization rate between the soul and the chip is 37%...58%...81%, reaching the awakening standard!"
"Didi!
The circulation of the crystal circuit of the spiritual machine prosthesis is normal, and the body control authorization is being opened...
The opening is completed!"
As all the crystals around him suddenly shone, the spiritual machine prosthetic on the operating table slowly sat up.
He shook his metal head in confusion.
The light curtain embedded on the face first showed a snowflake, and soon condensed into an ordinary human face.
It's Ding Yin!
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"Hello, classmate Li Yao.
We meet again."
Ding Yin smiled slightly, but his voice was as calm as the doctor's, without any human emotion.
He frowned slightly and said: "Start the human emotion simulation system, hello, hello.
Classmate Li Yao, can I speak normally now?"
Li Yao was completely stunned.
He stammered: "Yes, it's normal.
Teacher Ding - you're not dead?"
"I'm dead!"
Ding Yin smiled and said, "Seven low-level cultivators, a Taiyi thunder cannon, rushing towards billions of monsters - where is the reason for immortality?
But I was lucky, and a ray of remnant soul was found.
The only solution is to become a 'ghost cultivator'."
"Ghost cultivator?"
Only then did Li Yao remember that there was such a very special existence among cultivators.
The so-called ghost cultivation, as the name suggests, means that after the cultivator dies, his body is destroyed, leaving only a trace of his soul.
Through various chances and coincidences, the ghost lingers and he embarks on the path of cultivation again!
In the ancient world of cultivation 40,000 years ago, the appearance of ghost cultivators was very rare, and there were many restrictions on ghost cultivation.
In order to ensure that the ghosts remained, they often had to devour living souls, suck human essence and blood, destroy people's lives, and owe countless blood debts. .
Therefore, in the ancient world of cultivators, the reputation of ghost cultivators is not good and is similar to that of evil cultivators.
However, in the 40,000 years of cultivation, civilization has advanced.
As long as the soul is strong enough, it can be digitized, sealed in a chip, and combined with a spiritual machine prosthetic body, so that one can travel during the day without fear of 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 ten thousand times more dangerous than the ordinary path of cultivation.
After all, the spiritual machine prosthetic body is not a physical body, and a random explosion of sunspots may blow out the ghosts.
It is impossible for most ghost cultivators to live forever.
After hundreds of years, their souls will still be old, their souls will be scattered, and they will die completely.
But it’s better than disappearing now!
"Fellow Daoist Ding, welcome to join the ranks of ghost cultivators.
Although humans and ghosts have different paths and will never be reborn, the world of ghost cultivators is equally wonderful.
Let's explore it together!"
All the doctors around him applauded enthusiastically, making the sound of fighting as if their palms were made of metal.
One by one, the doctors pulled off their masks, revealing eight eerie metal skull faces in front of Li Yao.
Li Yao almost screamed out - these eight doctors turned out to be ghost cultivators!
He stayed in a tent with the nine dead ghosts.
Ding Yin smiled, waved his hand and said, "Fellow Taoists, this is wrong of you.
This young man is a very good person.
You can't scare people like this."
A particularly tall ghost cultivator smiled sinisterly, "Hehe", stretched out five metal ghost claws, pinched Li Yao's shoulder gently, and said sinisterly: "We heard that this young man is very talented.
He stood up for your fellow Taoist Ding and beat the shit out of his opponents who were two levels above him, so we tested him!
He's a good young man.
He didn't scare the shit out of him.
He is indeed a man!"
Many ghost cultivators laughed sinisterly together.
It turned out that they could express emotions like normal people.
They were just pretending.
Li Yao was dumbfounded.
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The mysterious and strange image of a "ghost cultivator" collapsed instantly.
These people, no, these ghosts are too naughty!
Ding Yin pressed his hands down to stop the evil laughter of the ghosts, and walked down from the operating table a little sluggishly, taking two staggering steps.
He said to himself: "It feels weird, like there's a membrane covering the outside of my body.
It's completely different from the past."
"Of course, you were a human in the past, but now you are a ghost.
In the past, no matter how high your cultivation level was, you had to learn from scratch to become a ghost cultivator.
After the matter here is settled, you will also invite fellow Daoist Ding to live in the 'Yingling Tower' For half a year, I have learned how to be a good ghost so that I can truly integrate into the world of ghost cultivation."
Ding Yin sighed and said with some melancholy: "When I went out, I was still a human being of flesh and blood, but now I have turned into a cold ghost.
I really don't know how to explain it to my wife and children when I get home!"
The tall ghost cultivator said: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Ding.
Once the inspection is completed, it will be confirmed that no monsters have sneaked into this train.
After all the passengers are safely delivered to their destination, this incident will be made public, and you will become the leader of the entire federation."
Hero, your family will be proud."
Ding Yin nodded in confusion, quickly stabilized his mood, turned around and said.
"Classmate Li Yao, if you have anything to say, we might as well talk slowly.
There is an urgent matter right now and I need your help."
"Teacher Ding, please tell me.
I'll do my best!"
Ding Yin's image was very tall in Li Yao's mind.
Of course he would help him if anything happened.
Ding Yin stepped forward stiffly and took Li Yao out of the tent.
A stupid, thick, black military battle shuttle was parked outside the tent.
It was specially modified and had a big horn-like thing installed on its butt.
An unshaven veteran was sitting in the driver's seat, and there were several soldiers sitting next to him.
They all wear a special skull logo on their chests, with four small words below: "The soul is back!"
"This is the federal army's most special 'soul search team', which is responsible for searching for residual souls on the battlefield.
They have already searched once and found me, and now they want to conduct a second search to see if they can find me.
Other remnant souls.”
Ding Yin explained while pulling Li Yao onto the military shuttle.
"How can I help?"
Li Yao checked the military battle shuttle and found that although the battle shuttle looked shabby, the magic weapon components were well maintained and there would be no problems for a while, so there would be no use for it.
Ding Yin said: "When a person has just died and his soul is gone, he will have a special reaction to the last person he saw.
You are the last person we saw.
Your appearance will stimulate the ghost and produce special fluctuations.
The soul search team It can be detected.”
"I see, then let's go quickly!"
Li Yaofei jumped onto the shuttle.
Searching for the remnant soul is a race against time.
If the scorching sun shines brightly in the sky and the soul dissipates, even the Great Luo Jinxian will not be able to save it.
The military battle shuttle carried the soul searching team, together with Li Yao, Ding Yin and the tall ghost cultivator "Tang Long", and searched along the crystal rails, and soon came to the battlefield where they fought last night.
Only when he got here did Li Yao realize how dangerous last night was.
Along the crystal rails, a radius of dozens of miles was covered with densely packed charred corpses, and it was completely dark.
The military battle shuttle flew close to the ground, and the strong air flow blasted by the power talisman array blew away the scorched corpses on the ground and raised clouds of black smoke.
"Wave!
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Wave!
Wave!"
A monotonous sound came from the big speaker on the butt of the military shuttle, spreading in all directions.
A member of the soul-searching team stared at the light curtain under the loudspeaker, detecting it very nervously.
Li Yao was a little curious, looked around, tried to close his eyes, stretched out the spiritual thread from the spiritual root, and sensed the outside world.
"Wow, so many little dots of light!"
Li Yao was shocked.
He found that the whole world was covered with small blood-red light spots, which had gathered into an endless ocean of light.
The small blood-red light spots rushed into his spiritual roots without him having to absorb them.
However, after devouring these small spots of light, he felt a faint feeling of discomfort, his mind was dizzy, and a cold murderous intention arose in his heart.