The boy was stunned. What realm was this?
The corner of Fu Qingjun's mouth curled up. The realm of bullsh * t.
Of course, there were also some wild ideas mixed in.
"Little guy, let's sit down and talk."
Fu Qingjun said.
The giant boy sat on the side of the street and looked at the ant.
Fu Qingjun also sat down cross-legged and said, "In ancient times, the combat power of each realm was ten times stronger than now! They could fly in the sky and burrow underground, and they were omnipotent. "
"Ten times stronger?" The boy's eyes widened.
"Before the flood, the ancient cultivators were powerful. Each realm was ten times stronger than now. That was the true immortal god." Fu Qingjun nodded.
"The first realm, Qi Cultivation, corresponds to the current Muscle Weight. Muscles are the source of the human body's strength and the foundation of Qi Cultivation."
"The second realm, Foundation Establishment, corresponds to the current Bone Realm. Bones are the supporting framework of life. People can't stand without bones, so it's called Foundation Establishment."
Fu Qingjun continued, "The third realm, Grandmaster, proves who I am and condenses a round particle in the brain. It can be called the Golden Core of the soul."
Hearing this, the little boy's heart.
He felt that the first two realms were just called differently.
The third realm of the Great Grandmaster Realm was called the Golden Core Realm, and it started to diverge!
The third realm, Grandmaster, was to train the soul and prove the mind. Then, the brain would form a Sea of Consciousness, with the spirit and pressure of a Grandmaster. It could be said that a Grandmaster had a big soul basketball in his head, and they condensed the basketball into a Golden Core?
"The third realm, condensing the soul into such a small particle, is it really possible?"
The little boy said, "With such compression, it seems that the foundation of this realm is more solid and terrifying! Everyone's soul number is 100, but you're highly condensed into a rice grain, while he's a big ball that can easily penetrate the opponent. His combat power is indeed ten times stronger, or even more … "
Fu Qingjun raised his eyebrows. "Yes, the realm in ancient times was much stronger than it is now."
The boy nodded seriously. "But the soul of a normal creature can't withstand such compression!"
The soul of a normal creature couldn't be compressed to such an extent.
After all, the soul also had a genetic sequence and DNA. Upon closer inspection, it was also composed of DNA chains. If it was forcibly compressed, wouldn't the soul collapse and turn into a paste?
That was how the little boy explained it.
Fu Qingjun understood, "So they can't compress the soul structure?"
He was trying to get information out of him.
After all, the opponent's system was more mature.
However, it was precisely because their system had matured that they were unable to be bold and unconstrained! Unlike him, who had nothing at all, he could use his imagination to explore all sorts of possibilities.
"That's because the biological structure is different."
Fu Qingjun followed his words and explained, "The prehistoric people were different from modern creatures. Their soul code was very special. It was not a spiral structure, so it could be compressed into a ball."
The little boy had a pensive look on his face. "That means that the structure of living beings is different. We, the common people of the future, will not be able to cultivate the cultivation methods of the gods and devils from before the great flood!"
"But what if I give you soul programming?" Fu Qingjun said.
"Rearrange my soul?" His eyes widened. "Isn't that changing my physical structure? How is that possible!? "
"I can give you a chance," Fu Qingjun said.
Others couldn't do it, but he could.
His hair had a special ability to adjust the structure of the soul. If the soul was reprogrammed and made flexible, it could evolve into a special humanoid creature and condense a Soul Golden Core.
He had previously modified the soul, genetically modified it, and created an angel, a snail … and other new races. It was not impossible to create a super race that could compress and condense the soul!
This was the result of Fu Qingjun's hard thinking.
He had reincarnated for seventeen years. His talent and aptitude were not low. It was just that he had too many things to manage, so he couldn't participate in person.
From his point of view, this could be done.
But his own foundation was definitely not enough. He had to borrow the millions of years of civilization foundation of the other party, borrowing the shell to lay eggs.
Fu Qingjun continued to speak his mind. "The fourth realm, young deity, the realm of Achieving Dao. How do you cultivate the realm of Achieving Dao?"
The little boy's mind was somewhat restricted, so he couldn't answer certain questions. But the fourth realm had been gradually publicized, so it could be discussed.
He said, "The structure of the soul is divided into the soul, the sea of consciousness, and the origin of the soul. The origin of the soul resides in the middle of the sea of consciousness."
Fu Qingjun nodded.
The spiritual force that was emitted was called aura by martial artists and mana by Shu Mountain people. Fu Qingjun also called it "brain juice" before. They all had the same meaning.
It could be slowly recovered after being expended.
"Our fourth realm is to separate the sea of consciousness. Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and hate. Each ball of spiritual power is placed in the mind, like building blocks to build a Spirit Demon Palace!
"This realm is the Young Deity Realm. We need to reconstruct the sea of consciousness, change the nature of our soul, and give birth to a new and incredible existence.
"In truth, each Spirit Demon Palace has a Mystique. There are a total of five major Demon Palaces, and our origin of the soul resides in its strongest main palace.
"Each Demon Palace has countless construction blueprints. For example, just the Demon Palace of Joy alone has 320 specific cultivation mystique blueprints for us to choose from!"
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath. Even though he had known this before, he was still shocked.
Difference!
This was a huge difference!
No wonder it was said that there was a difference of millions of years.
Our fourth realm is to use the sea of consciousness as a spell to blast it out … We have this fourth realm, but no corresponding combat power.
We don't know how to use the sea of consciousness to build the soul palace.
What about them?
They have accumulated it for generations!
Just any random palace among the five systems had hundreds of matured palace cultivation techniques for him to choose from and match with.
No wonder they aren't afraid of you surpassing them.
Because even if you are told how to cultivate, you have to start from scratch and study the blueprints of each palace. So what if you have heaven-defying talent?
You might only be able to open one or two in your lifetime!
Only the five palaces of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Joy, and Hatred could reach perfection.
Otherwise, even a strong practitioner at perfection like the Grand Emperor was just an empty shell.
When Fu Qingjun heard this, he said, "Yes, this is your modern breakthrough method. How did the ancient people build palaces when they were in the third realm of Golden Core and fourth realm of Nascent Soul?"
When he heard this, the boy frowned.
They separated the five emotions and turned them into five palaces … But this ancient cultivator did the opposite. If he compressed them into a ball at the third realm, how would he reconstruct the sea of consciousness at the fourth realm?
Nascent Soul?
Could it be breaking out of an egg?
If five palaces weren't enough to build a palace, they would be connected to form a body with four limbs to become a person?
His pupils suddenly shrank.
The little boy said excitedly, "Nascent Soul breaks out of the golden core of the soul and gives birth to a super palace baby of Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Joy, and Hatred. Our consciousness resides in this palace baby!"
"You're worth teaching," Fu Qingjun replied with a smile.
"That's still a high degree of unity … A single compressed palace is definitely stronger than five of us." He was excited. "As expected of the ancient era, it's amazing!"
"Yes, of course it's amazing."
Fu Qingjun replied with a smile.
This was also his idea.
After all, even Yudura and the others were working so hard. As the mastermind, how could he not think of a way?
And what could he do with his ability?
Of course it was to create a new race. Thus, he thought in this direction.
Normal people couldn't compress their souls, and he confirmed that the son of an alien god couldn't do it either. But what if Fu Qingjun created a race that could compress souls?
Don't forget, he had an advantage in this aspect.
In this vast world, every race would tailor-make their own race's cultivation technique according to their own body structure!
Fu Qingjun, on the other hand, did the opposite.
He first idealized the strongest cultivation technique, and then created a race according to the necessary body structure required by this cultivation technique!
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