Past eras, past characters, false stories, and the restarted ancestral planet.
These are the big background and the big plan.
It belongs to the huge torrent driven by the Galaxy Federation behind the scenes.
It comes with force and is almost unstoppable.
However, these seemed to be of little significance to Feng Linwen.
But look at it carefully. Feng Linman recreated an era, integrated into it, and participated in it.
Recruiting those outstanding people who are bound to rise will definitely bring in a lot of benefits along with the restart of the Ancestral Star.
Even this experience can become the capital for him to embark on the road to golden immortality.
Cultivation is a spiritual matter.
The deeper you go, the more idealistic you become.
Now Feng Linmo's cultivation still requires various 'material existence' resources.
After he became a Golden Immortal, in addition to those external magic weapons and healing elixirs.
Most of the substances originally used to assist spiritual practice will no longer work.
Because 'beliefs' have been unified, the 'conveniences' created under other conditions are no longer a promotion for individuals.
Know the core basics of the terminal.
With the help of Zhen Yuanzi, Feng Linwen quickly cracked the secret and mastered the method of becoming a 'plug-in' and embedding it.
Next, you just need to wait for the opportunity.
Time passes quietly, and in a certain sense, meaninglessly.
There seemed to be no warning.
Zhou Jiexing broke through some small obstacles, and despite the obstruction of the 'guardians' secretly dispatched by ancient immortals and Buddhas, he still successfully planted seventy-two terminals at the most suitable time point and planted them in seven places around the world. Twelve nodes.
The next moment, spiritual energy erupted, spreading out from seventy-two nodes.
Then they each opened up a large enough imaginary space and began to construct certain scenes.
The seventy-two nodes, which are not directly related yet, are linked to each other by fine connections, like a big net that tightly covers the entire ancestral star.
Then, the spiritual energy of the ancestral star is reversely sacrificed and transformed into the power to condense, expand, and expand those illusory spaces.
One soul after another was extracted from the historical tunnel of the ancestral star, and then integrated into different illusions.
They will shine in the rebooted era.
At this time, Feng Linmo was standing on the top of Mount Tai.
There is also a terminal node above Mount Tai.
Feng Linyi had already prepared the formation, and quietly spread a thread of energy along the opening of the terminal into the opened illusion.
Then it was like pulling out an energy pipeline.
Under the fine network, a small 'knot' condensed.
Located right on Hong Kong Island.
After agreeing to Zhou Jiexing's matter, Feng Linwen would not go back on his word.
However, Feng Linwen added a lot of private work.
Look at the 'knot' that is like a heart, constantly beating under the infusion of energy.
Feng Linwen entered the entire energy network by planting Tao in his dreams, and at the same time spread his thoughts throughout the entire network.
Many elements were extracted from the 'big net' by Feng Linyi, and then put into the small knot.
Like a ripening fruit.
The little knot began to swell.
At the same time, some dimensional spaces with unstable structures have begun to collapse and destroy, being transformed and absorbed by the illusions on the big network.
And there are also some dimensional spaces and dimensional worlds that still have masters, and they have begun to actively move towards the illusions drawn by some terminals, overlapping and interacting with reality.
Vaguely, Feng Linwen looked through the sky and seemed to see in an illusion, the neighing Qin cavalry, the magnificent prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the generous elegies of the late Ming Dynasty, the darkness and light of the Middle Ages, and Before the change came, the last glory and struggle of the cowboys saw the savagery, blood and mystery on the African continent.
Seventy-two huge illusions are the starting point.
On the dense network, more tiny illusions are spread out.
Feng Linwen looked back and looked at his 'knot' again.
His knot has matured in a sense.
Although it is not as fast as those who actively digest and absorb the illusion of dimensional space and cave heaven and paradise, it has already reached the stage of interaction between virtual and real.
But in the illusion, a complete framework and world view have been constructed.
With a thought in his mind, Feng Linwen followed the mark that had been planted and jumped into the knot.
This time, he doesn't have to tap into the power of the Eternal Beacon.
On his own, it is enough to complete the crossing.
Familiar streets.
The traffic was busy, and compared with the depression in reality, the prosperity in front of me was indescribable.
Turning around, I looked back and saw the signboard of Regent Hotel.
A man wearing an ill-fitting suit was standing at the door of the hotel with a bag, his expression seemed a little dull.
The next moment, a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance, a mustache and a big belly walked towards the man.
"Axing!"
"Third uncle!"
The two hugged each other exaggeratedly.
On the other side of the street, a tall man with shabby clothes and a limp was parking a car for a few gangsters.
With a smile, he reluctantly picked up the banknotes that were thrown on the ground and stepped on twice.
Standing on the other side of the street corner, a handsome man with an aquiline nose and an unexpectedly decent appearance was observing the tall, lame man and said, 'It looks so good, it should be able to bluff people.'
On a bus running fast in the middle of the street, an ordinary-looking young man with a big nose wearing a pot head was fighting with a group of gangsters. The small bus was like a circus, allowing him to shuttle freely , everything that can be used can be turned into weapons in the hands of young people to deal with those gangsters.
Feng Linwen stood on the street and suddenly opened his arms, imitating Zhou Jiexing's previous gesture.
He is embracing this era.
Then he thought about it, moved his steps, and walked towards the tall lame man parking the car.
"Brother, do you have a fire?" Feng Linwen handed over a cigarette.
The tall man lowered his head, his eyes flashed, and when he raised his face, he already had a bright fake smile.
"Yes! Yes! Of course there is." He took out a pack of matches from his pocket, then lit one with a hiss, and then held it and handed it to the cigarette on Feng Lin's mouth.
Holding the fire in his hand, he took a deep breath.
Then he exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Try it! The high-end goods from the north are specially for use and cannot be bought by ordinary people." Feng Linhuan handed over another cigarette.
The tall man smiled and wiped his hands, then took the cigarette and put it behind his ear.
"Do you want to be majestic again?" Feng Linwen suddenly asked.
The tall man smiled and said: "I am a lame."
"It doesn't matter if your legs are lame, as long as your heart is not lame." Feng Linwen said.
As he was talking, the young man with a hooked nose but a decent and handsome appearance finally came over.
Then he glanced at Feng Linyi and said to the lame man, "Hey! Do you want to make a fortune?"
"Let's talk?"
As he spoke, he put a large Hong Kong dollar into the lame man's pocket.
