The campfire swayed, and the light and shade were uncertain.
Deep in the cave, Hou Yong's low voice and women's scolding came, sometimes with a few clear crisp sounds.
Wu Ming's eyes swept over the manuscript.
This manuscript is obviously the painstaking work of Jia Kongming. Every word is like a small regular script. Every stroke is very clear, and there are a lot of exquisite illustrations beside it.
"Most of this manuscript is a revised phantom atlas, which may be enough to update the atlas of the whole burning continent..."
Wu Ming turns to the back.
In the second half of the manuscript, there are some travel notes and essays written by Jia Kongming, which are quite scribbled and even altered, but they attract his interest most.
Because here, Jia Kongming has put forward his third theory - "race advancement"!
"The world is full of countless illusions and mysterious charms, but the race ranks are blocked like a natural moat... This has aroused my great interest... What kind of power can we use to break this bondage?"
"It's well known that there are three basic standards of ordinary, elite and outstanding illusions that can be used by spirit masters on top of harmless illusions. However, even illusions of outstanding level can't break through the restriction of Zhan Shuai and reach the king level!"
"Therefore, I added and divided the superior race after the outstanding. The magic spirit who can be promoted to the king level is the silver race! The one who can be promoted to the rank of king is the golden one! "
"However, even the most extraordinary and refined Golden King race can't reproduce the abilities of the four legendary illusory beasts. Therefore, I dare to speculate that there is another level above the illusory spirits of the golden species, which is the great emperor level of the four illusory spirits of earth, fire, wind and water, or God!"
"On top of the four gods, he is the Savior of the illusory world, the only God of creation... I really want to see its glory, even if I die immediately... Unfortunately, the God of creation has finally fallen..."
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"Sure enough, is there any race class above the outstanding?"
Wu Ming thought silently: "ordinary, elite, outstanding, silver, gold, God, and the last God of creation! There are seven levels in total... The so-called God level illusory spirit must be related to the world force, otherwise it will not be able to achieve the legendary destruction of the world at all... "
"The tortoise on the mountain before was also recorded in this magic atlas. It was silver! No wonder it's so sharp to be promoted all the way to the rank of King... "
He turned to the back and saw a lot of experimental data, which were Jia Kongming's experience in trying to change his race. Any one of them was valuable to the outside world.
"There are no successful cases in the elemental world, the underworld can't be popularized, and only the living world is the best specimen to try racial change?"
Wu Ming's eyes moved and he flipped again: "found it, wolf department! There's also a bird family! "
There is no doubt that this is the most important information for him. Otherwise, the evil wolf of elite species will not have much use at the top of the general level.
The replacement and cultivation of other illusions are extremely troublesome.
But now, Jia Kongming's map of ethnic evolution has completely solved this problem for him.
"This man is really gifted, and can even be said to be a peerless ghost talent. I'm afraid no one can understand illusory spirit beyond his right..."
Looking at the data of ethnic evolution, Wu Ming felt as if he was holding a treasure mountain.
There is no doubt that this is enough to change the pattern of the phantom world of great wealth!
But it's too dangerous! The danger is that even though the future Monkey King is king, he still keeps a secret about it and finds other excuses to cover it up.
Wu Ming went on to the last few pages
"I succeeded. I made the bluestone ape evolve from an elite species to a golden monkey! However, I also failed... Even though the monkey is incomparable in the magic spirit of the king, it can't break through the threshold of the God level at all. "
"This Jia Kongming..." Wu Ming was shocked: "sure enough, the most talented scientists are crazy! He wants to promote the ordinary phantom to a God? "
It is obvious that without the world force, Jia Kongming will go astray no matter how much he tosses, and his greatest achievement is nothing more than that of the monkey.
In the last few pages, Wu Ming can clearly feel Jia Kongming's pain and depression.
I won't fail! In order to cultivate the seed of God, I have given up too much... "
It's interesting. I found some information by chance. No! They can't even be regarded as documents. They are antiques left over from the ancient clan era. They mention a very interesting new system... Ancient fairy art? I have a hunch. Maybe it can give me a lot of inspiration... "
"Now... I am aware of the natural barriers that hinder the promotion of ordinary kings. I want to break through... I want to prove that my theory is always correct! Even if you break the taboo
"My idea is really successful. Unfortunately, I don't have time anymore..."
On the last page, the notes were scribbled to the extreme, and there were even dark brown spots on them, like coughing up blood spots.
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At this point, the whole note suddenly stopped. Wu Ming silently closed the cover, closed his eyes and pondered, digesting the huge information.
"Obviously... Jia Kongming was a gifted scholar at the beginning, and he had studied the evolution of race to a very high level... It's just that the realm of God and ancient fairy art are taboos in this illusory world. In the process of experiment, he also provoked too many enemies..."
Wu Ming opened his eyes, a wisp of light flashed in his eyes, and made a bold guess: "therefore, he chose to decorate this inheritance, or even disguise the illusion that he has died, so as to continue his taboo research?"
"It's a pity... I'm not interested in cultivating the spirit of God at all..."
It has to be said that Jia Kongming didn't find the right direction at the beginning. Wu Ming is not optimistic about the so-called magic spirit plan at all.
What's more, the illusory spirits of the four gods will appear in the future. It's OK to catch them one by one. Why do you want to be far away?
On the contrary, he became interested in the so-called "ancient fairy art" in his notes.
"Is this... The power system of the clan era before the great change of the phantom world?"
Wu Ming's eyes lit up.
Because of the rules of the outside world and the differences of the world, he was suppressed by the whole illusory world, and could only be firmly sealed in the body, unable to show his power.
Therefore, we need to analyze the world rules.
Now, if we have the information of the ancient individual power system, it is obviously very helpful to him.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming glanced to the left where Lin Ling was. He saw that Hou Yong had untied the rope that bound her. At the same time, there were two huge red marks on his face.
Zuo linling was sitting on the ground, tearing at the boar meat, obviously hungry.
"The reason why she saved this woman was that she learned something similar to the martial arts of the big Zhou world. Do you want to find something?"
"Full? Come here when you are full. I have something to ask you! "
When Zuo linling finished eating, Wu Ming gave a light smile. Seeing her coming, he could not help nodding: "you are very clever. You didn't take the opportunity to escape!"
"How can you know ancient martial arts? Are you from the blue silk Empire?"
Zuo linling looks directly at Wu Ming with big eyes.
"Now I'm asking you, don't forget your identity... Now, tell me your name!"
Wu Ming gave a cold smile.
But in my heart, I was moved: "ancient martial arts is another system... But it seems to have declined in an all-round way..."
"Zuo linling!"
Zuo linling turned his head, but the low voice came out, and his shoulders stirred, with the smell of helplessness.
"Good, then why grab this manuscript!"
Wu Mingyang raised his manuscript.
"It's not a manuscript, it's master Jia Kongming's Secret record, which records the clues to the advancement of ancient martial arts. That's enough to make me revenge!"
Zuo linling's eyes were shining, and he suddenly bit his teeth: "please give it to me, even if you have a look!"
"The power of revenge?"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes.
He had no interest in the blood feud of other people's families, but at this time, more information in his heart emerged, connected and formed a complete context: "the advanced level of ancient martial arts... Ancient fairy art?"
"Not bad!"
Thinking of this, he clapped the manuscript on his hand: "there is a strange power system named" ancient fairy art "recorded on it, but it's just mentioned a little bit. I'm afraid it's not what you think..."
"What?"
Hearing this, Zuo linling's eyes brightened at first, then turned dark, and he sat down on the ground, lost in his eyes: "then... What's the purpose of all I've done?"
"But..."
Wu Ming's voice then rang out: "it also mentioned the location of several laboratories of Jia Kongming in those years. I think if there is such information, there is a great probability that it will be stored there..."
"Tell me! Tell me
Obviously, Zuo linling immediately looked like a drowning man seizing the last straw and stared at Wu Ming with his bright eyes: "I'm willing to give everything for this!"
When she said this, her face was a little red, but she bravely raised her chest, and her eyes were full of firmness.
"Good, talking to smart people is fun..."
Wu Ming clapped his hands: "I can give you the relevant information, but you must swear to be my subordinate from now on, and first tell me all about your guwu school. Even if you find other information in the laboratory in the future, you must also give me a copy, OK?"
"No problem!"
This condition is not very cold, at least not beyond the girl's endurance.
After reconfirmation, she immediately knelt down and vowed her allegiance.