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Chapter 822: Chapter 821-the difference between the dead and the living
Translator: 549690339
the biggest difference between an inanimate object and a living being is its life-force flesh and blood. However, how can one really give birth to life-force flesh and blood and become a real living being? ”
Feng’s eyes flickered, and the memories in his mind continued to surge.
He had already traveled the entire world and seen many things.
If heaven and earth could give him an answer, then he would be able to get what he wanted by flipping through his memories.
Time passed quietly.
After a long time.
Wind’s eyes focused again.
When he was thinking about the transformation of dead things into living things, he thought of the spirit race.
&Nbsp; before the spirit race became a spirit race, they were just simple plants. To a certain extent, even if they weren’t dead, they were no different from dead things. They were far from being living.
plants and vegetation are not dead in the true sense of the word because they have life, but they don’t have flesh, blood, and intelligence. Therefore, they can’t be considered living things in the true sense of the word.
“No… That’s not right!”
Wind shook his head and overturned his original thoughts.
He had always thought that the difference between a living being and an inanimate object lay in their flesh and blood. However, now that he thought about it carefully, the biggest difference between a living being and an inanimate object was their intelligence.
Only with a spiritualist could one be considered a true living being.
Plants and trees had no intelligence, and so did the clay figurines, so they couldn’t be considered real living creatures.
This way.
Wind suddenly had some ideas.
“For plants to become a spirit, the most important prerequisite is for them to develop intelligence, and the prerequisite for that is to breathe in and out spiritual energy.
In other words, the first step to transforming an inanimate object into a living being was to start by breathing in and out spiritual energy.
Spiritual Qi was the source of all things in the world.
Any living being had to rely on spiritual energy to survive at the time of its birth.
If a clay figurine wants to become a real living being, it must have spiritual energy.”
As he thought of this, something seemed to be emerging in Feng’s mind, and a mysterious aura descended.
Spiritual Qi!
How to make a clay figurine breathe in and out spiritual energy?
Or rather, how could one make a clay figurine possess spiritual energy?
Feng’s face was filled with excitement. He felt that he had already reached an important juncture and had comprehended the key to the birth of the human race.
As long as the problem of how the clay figurines could possess spiritual energy or the problem of breathing spiritual energy could be solved, the human race would be born.
Thinking up to this point.
In addition, there was a mysterious guidance.
Feng’s thoughts were moving much faster than before.
Not long after.
He thought of a solution.
the simplest way to make a clay figurine possess spiritual energy is to soak the clay figurine with spiritual energy and let it transform.
With a wave of his hand, Feng Feng absorbed the free spiritual Qi of heaven and earth and gathered it all into the clay figurine in his hand.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths …
As time passed, the clay figurine did not change.
Feng waved his hand again, dispersing the heaven and earth spiritual Qi that he had pulled in. He looked a little confused.
my idea should be correct, but why can’t the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth transform the clay figurine? is it because the concentration of spiritual Qi is not enough? ”
that’s right. Perhaps it’s because the concentration of spiritual Qi isn’t enough.
In Feng’s opinion, the only problem left was the concentration of spiritual energy.
The spiritual Qi of heaven and earth was the origin of all living beings, but it was definitely not the densest spiritual Qi.
This point.
The wind was still certain.
After all, having cultivated to his realm, he naturally had the necessary vision.
if the density of the spiritual Qi in the world is not high enough, then what else can have a higher density of spiritual Qi? ”
He was still going through his memories.
Very quickly.
Wind stretched out his palm. The skin on the tip of his index finger split open, and a drop of bright blood condensed.
The moment the blood appeared, a vast aura spread out.
As the power spread.
There was also a monstrous spiritual energy.
if you want to say that it’s stronger than the concentration of spiritual energy in the world, then the flesh and blood of the strong are one of them.
“Ever since I was born, I’ve absorbed countless amounts of spiritual energy from the heavens and earth. My cultivation has reached the limits of the celestial realm, and my blood contains a vast amount of spiritual energy that can’t be compared to the spiritual energy in the heavens and earth.
If spiritual energy is the key to transforming inanimate objects, then it’s very possible to succeed with my blood.”
As wind pondered, he dripped the blood on his index finger onto the mud Man on his other hand.
The moment the blood fell on the mud Man …
The mud Man was directly hit by the power of the blood and turned into dust.
Seeing this.
Feng didn’t look dejected. Instead, he looked excited.
This was because the moment the clay figurine crumbled into dust, he felt a flash of vitality.
It could be seen from this.
His blood could really give life to a clay figurine.
The only problem was …
The power of his blood was too strong, and it was not something that these ordinary mud men could withstand.
As long as this problem was solved, the human race could be born.
Immediately.
Feng forced out another drop of blood from his index finger.
But this time, he didn’t directly drop his blood on a Mud Man. Instead, he used his true essence to control the blood and split it into hundreds of thousands of pieces.
A drop of blood, after splitting, turned into a thin thread.
The true essence in his right hand rose and held the thread made of blood. Feng calmed his mind and slowly controlled the thread to fly toward the surrounding mud men.
Just as the thread was about to touch the mud Man …
His mind instantly became highly focused.
The warm true essence wrapped around the clay figurines, and then he controlled the threads bit by bit, fusing them into the clay figurines.
The entire process was very slow.
The threads seemed to extend infinitely and gathered toward the mud Man.
Unlike the previous clay figurine that had been turned into dust, this time, after being wrapped in vital essence and separated into blood, the clay figurine trembled slightly, but it did not shatter like before.
Half a day passed.
The blood line fused into the mud Man.
The free spiritual energy in the world seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, surging and gathering towards those mud men.
Slowly.
The lifeless clay figurines seemed to have a life of their own. Their chests rose and fell slightly as they absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It was also at this moment that the blood thread had completely fused.
Feng retracted his palm, and his highly concentrated mind suddenly relaxed.
When he looked at the clay figurines again, he had a smile on his face.
When the clay figurine was breathing spiritual energy, he knew that everything he did was right.
Although the mud man’s breathing of spirit Qi was only the first step in the transformation from a dead creature to a living creature, as long as this step was taken, the rest would be much easier.
He looked at the mud men.
Feng didn’t do anything else. He just stood to the side and watched slowly.
On the other side.
The clay figurine absorbed the spirit Qi of heaven and earth as if it was breathing. Its palm-sized body also started to grow bigger as the spirit Qi continued to fill it.
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