Longevity starts with learning

After taking a quick look, Chu Mu took a step forward and came to one of the sand-tailed scorpions.

Although the number of sand-tailed scorpions that fell into his hands in the past few days was already countless.

But it was undoubtedly the first time for him to observe them at such a close distance.

The shape of the sand-tailed scorpion was not too strange.

To use a common metaphor, the shape of this sand-tailed scorpion was like a secular poisonous scorpion magnified hundreds of times.

The only difference was the difference in the color of its body and the...cultivation of this demon beast.

And...

Chu Mu's mind moved slightly, and his majestic spiritual consciousness swept out, and in an instant, it enveloped the sand-tailed scorpion.

In the dark, a vague connection seemed to appear in his spiritual perception.

When the spiritual consciousness spread, every sand-tailed scorpion imprisoned in this formation was like a puppet.

Indistinctly, there was an imperceptible thin line coming from an unknown direction, sinking into the sea of ​​consciousness of each sand-tailed scorpion.

When the "Spiritual Blessing" descended, this perception became clearer.

Chu Mu perceived it very carefully, and every slight fluctuation was included in his perception, and finally engraved on a blank jade slip in his hand.

Under the thinking leap of "Spiritual Blessing", Chu Mu was already focused without distraction.

As for the surging beast tide outside the formation, Chu Mu had temporarily forgotten it. He just took pills from time to time to maintain the operation of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Formation and stalemate with the endless tide of sand-tailed scorpions.

All his thoughts were on the existence of these sand-tailed scorpions.

The dead end has appeared. If he continues to kill aimlessly like this, he will be consumed bit by bit until his oil is exhausted and he will die with hatred.

All he can do is gamble.

Betting on a possibility...

The blazing sun hangs high, and the desert sea is boundless.

The red glow follows the nine dragons circling, with the towering ancient tower as the core, standing in this boundless desert sea.

In this endless tide of beasts, this blazing red, towering ancient tower is like a small boat in a tsunami, a lighthouse, which will capsize at any time, but always stands tall.

As time goes by, the dozens of imprisoned sand-tailed scorpions in the formation, whether they are third-level, second-level, or even first-level, are like experimental specimens. In Chu Mu's hands, under the blessing of Linghui, from inside to outside, from the demon body, to the magic power, and then to the sea of ​​consciousness, everything is observed and analyzed bit by bit.

Everything that is analyzed and observed is also in detail, all recorded in the jade slips.

With such a focused mind, time passed quickly. He still had no scruples about the few remaining pills, taking them one by one to support the operation of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Formation, and at the same time, to gain a relatively peaceful space for Chu Mu in this endless bloodbath.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten hours passed.

When Chu Mu put down the jade slip in his hand, there were only three of the dozens of sand-tailed scorpions imprisoned in the formation.

First-level, second-level, and third-level.

Three sand-tailed scorpions, sand yellow and silver-white, stood motionless in various parts of the formation under the imprisonment of red chains.

"Spiritual brilliance" still existed, Chu Mu casually glanced at the three imprisoned sand-tailed scorpions, and his eyes were fixed on the jade slip in his hand while he was slightly hesitant.

What he wanted to bet on was undoubtedly very simple.

The rigidity and rigor of the program must be within the program. Outside the program, it is equivalent to non-existence.

When he came here, it was an endless, relentless killing.

There is no doubt that for an alien invader like him, the programmed logic must be a relentless killing order.

But if he is not an alien invader, but a "sand-tailed scorpion"...

What will happen?

If the one controlling these endless sand-tailed scorpions is really just an inherent program, with his understanding of this rigid program...

There is no doubt that this relentless killing against him will end in vain.

After all, the target disappeared, according to the programmed rigid logic, the first thing to do is to track it down, using various programmed means to track it down. If the tracking is fruitless, according to the programmed logic, it will inevitably end in vain.

Even if it is not the programmed logic he expected, but the legendary sand-tailed scorpion mother who is personally controlling it, judging from the programmed rigidity shown in these days, his deception is not hopeless.

As for the endless sea...

A deception pill... is a deception that can be changed!

However, although the deception of heaven can be changed, there is still the biggest problem that he needs to solve.

The existence of any sand-tailed scorpion is obviously connected to the existence hidden in the depths.

The existence hidden in the depths is the real sand-tailed scorpion mother, or a programmed logic. No matter what, there is no doubt that this connection is obviously also an identity certificate.

Even if he deceives the world with the deception pill and turns into a sand-tailed scorpion, as long as there is no such connection and this identity certificate, no matter what the existence in the dark is, his existence, the sand-tailed scorpion he turned into, is... a heretic who will never die!

"This connection... is not a divine consciousness, it should be the category of the mind..."

Chu Mu was thoughtful. Under the "spiritual light blessing", the thoughts and ideas that burst out surged like a tide, and around his idea, he conceived one way after another to break the situation.

This deadlock seemed to once again make Chu Mu deeply realize the necessity of knowledge.

Not long after, with his abundant knowledge, a rough outline appeared in Chu Mu's mind.

Chu Mu looked around, and the endless sand-tailed scorpions were everywhere within his field of vision.

Such a huge number, such a huge number of connections, when it is accurate to the connection with each sand-tailed scorpion, it is impossible to control everything.

Just like the puppets in the world of immortal cultivation, even a puppet master cannot control too many puppets.

Every time a puppet is refined, it is equivalent to occupying a part of the spiritual consciousness.

And the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator is undoubtedly limited.

When it reaches a limit, refining puppets again, it is not to increase combat power, but an undoubted burden!

Even though the sand-tailed scorpion is special, it is derived from the induction of the mind and has unimaginable magic.

But... the world of immortal cultivation also abides by the law of conservation of energy. It is impossible for it to be without reason, and it is impossible to have no restrictions or burdens.

The connection after his disguise should not need to be too detailed, just a vague outline as the identity certificate after his disguise.

Chu Mu pursed his lips and looked up at the sky.

According to his observation, the final destination of those vague connections is this strange sky.

It seems that his guess has been further confirmed...

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