Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

“The intersection of yin and yang.”

The soul tide roared past, but it left an imprint on Zhu Liankui's brains.

This is where the macro and the micro meet.

"Mustard seeds feed Sumeru, and Sumeru hides mustard seeds."

Chen Ze saw that many areas in the brain began to change, and behavioral memes were generated based on the robots' past experiences, and the process was repeated over and over again.

It is conceivable that the scenes that originally existed in the brain were also deposited through similar reincarnations.

In other words, for the entire hell and the entire testing ground, this process has been repeated countless times.

This time it was a robot, maybe last time it was a humanoid prisoner, and the last time it was a stone man, and the last time it was an energy form.
In endless reincarnations, anything is possible.

"cycle."

The stern sound sounded again,

"A cycle. A never-ending cycle."

The echo lingers.

There is no beginning or end to the cycle.

Therefore, the hell at this moment is both coming to an end and beginning to restart.

And came to the most critical step.

"Weighing the soul." Bi Yan explained in a deep voice.

The entire hell test site is divided into two poles: clear and turbid, or the deduction area and the recording area.

All intruders (such as Zhu Liankui) are captured and filled in the recording area, and used as components of the human computer.

As for the deduction area, which was the original eighteen levels of hell, there were no souls coming in or out from the beginning to the end.

Therefore, after one round of calculation, only the total amount of all soul bodies needs to be weighed to verify whether the soul can proliferate.

It's just that in the countless reincarnations Biwan has experienced, the law of conservation of the soul has never been broken.

No matter how the souls trapped in hell struggle, how they exert their subjective initiative, how they transform into crystal walls, monsters, races, and environments. No matter whether they appear or hide, no matter what they do, how they are "born" and how they "die" , in essence it is just a change in form.

Whether there is a real change expected by the Buddha, only the final weighing can show the result.

The huge scale appeared again.

The tray at the near end of the scale still contained half-formed soul bricks.

Under the guidance of the invisible force, all the sinking soul tides returned again, and then merged into the soul bricks.

The far end of the scale is shrouded in gloomy darkness.

"That's the total amount recorded at the beginning of the cycle." A loud voice sounded around Chen Ze.

Chen Ze nodded in understanding and waited to see what happened.

The process was faster than imagined.

The entire hell was quickly emptied out, the crystal walls collapsed, the layers disappeared, and all the evil scenes and appearances disappeared like smoke, leaving no trace.

There was only a pile of soul bricks piled high on the tray.

All the soul bodies in the eighteen levels of hell are compressed inside, so dense that no texture can be seen, like a condensed darkness.

Just like the mass at the far end of the scale.

But whether the two are actually equivalent remains to be tested by Bi Yan.

So in an instant, Chen Ze felt some kind of shackles being lifted, as if he had let go of the big hand holding the scale and allowed it to maintain its balance on its own.

"It will never tilt." The old voice sounded in my ears again.

Chen Ze turned around and saw that Bi An had turned into an old man again and appeared beside him.

"Not necessarily." Chen Ze seemed to have inexplicable confidence.

Biwan smiled bitterly and shook his head. He didn't want to talk more and just wanted to speak with facts.

So the two of them stared at the scale together, watching it tremble and sway at both ends, and finally stopped at the same height.

The balance remains the same.

"This will always be the case." Biwan closed her eyes tiredly.

"Have you considered the error?" Chen Ze was still reluctant.

"This is natural." Bi'an's tone was already a little impatient.
"This is the key to verifying the success. Buddha personally calibrated it, and even the slightest difference will be reflected."

"Like this?" Chen Ze asked again.

"This balance is proof that there has been no change." Bi Yan rolled his eyes angrily.
"You didn't listen to me."

The words stopped abruptly.

Just because he opened his eyes, Biwan froze in place with his eyes half rolled.

"Look." Chen Ze spread his hands helplessly and said,
"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The huge scale that stood in front of them suddenly lost its balance, and one end was tilted high!

"This, this, this..." Biwan kept mumbling in disbelief.

"This, this, this, this, is impossible!"

It looks like he is in a daze, but in fact Biyan has secretly checked it thousands of times.

But no matter how it checks, it can only conclude that the program is running correctly.

Therefore, it has to try to convince itself to believe the conclusive fact before it - the total amount of soul is no longer conserved.

"How is this possible!" Bi An almost jumped up and looked at Chen Ze with wide eyes.

"Accept the reality." Chen Ze patted it on the shoulder.
"The total amount of souls doesn't match up, does it?"

"No, no, no, no, no," Bi'an said in an incredible tone while pointing at the scale.
"No, that's not right! Look, look carefully!"

"The side that sinks is the previous record volume! The one that rises up is the current record volume!"

"The total amount of souls has not increased"

Bi Fan looked like he had seen a real dragon alive.
".It's even reduced!"

Snapped.

Chen Ze patted Bi An's shoulder with his other hand and twisted it back.

"now it's right!"

"Why is this right?!" Bian couldn't understand Chen Ze's attitude more and more,

"The total amount of souls is actually decreasing!"

It tried to explain the seriousness of this matter to Chen Ze,
"Do you understand? This means that sooner or later all the soul power will be exhausted!"

"We're all screwed!"

Faced with Bi An's hysteria, Chen Ze even had the leisure to joke,
"Can't you see that you have a strong desire to survive?"

Then before Biwan became completely manic, Chen Ze blocked its mouth with a sentence in time,

"Like I said, you should consider the margin of error."

"Don't you think you're missing something?"

Bi An immediately lowered his head and stared at Chen Ze with piercing eyes.
"You? No, you are an outsider and should not be included."

"It's about time." Chen Ze looked around boredly.

"What time? What on earth are you talking about?" Bian became more and more confused.

"I said." Chen Ze had no choice but to turn his head back.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Uncomfortable" Chen Ze said, and Bi An immediately took a few steps back as if he was having a sudden illness.

"Who is this!"

Its temporary body began to flicker, like a TV set that turned into a snowflake screen due to poor signal.

"Someone has invaded my core program!"

"Who? Who is it!"

"Are there any other outsiders?!"

"No, no, no," Chen Ze shook his head while raising his sword.
"You are too careless."

At this moment, staring at the law weapon that appeared in Chen Ze's hand at an unknown moment, Biwan finally showed a hint of fear in his eyes.

Troubled internally and externally, it truly felt the threat to its survival.

Chen Ze pressed forward step by step, but Bi An kept retreating. "What do you want?" After finishing his thinking, Bi Yan began to offer an olive branch to Chen Ze.
"Do you want to know the whereabouts of Buddha?"

"I'm afraid there are not many people left who have dealt with Buddha. Apart from me, you can't find anyone who knows Him better!"

In addition to demonstrating his value, Bi Yan also did not forget to get close to him.

"Oh, how are my brothers doing?"

"You must know their capabilities, but I"

"Almost all of them are dead." Chen Ze interrupted coldly.

"." Biwan no longer retreated, but said solemnly with an old face as if he had taken off his mask,
"Do you really want to be my enemy?"

"Of course." Chen Ze raised the edge of his sword.

This excitement was like thunder on the ground, and Bi An immediately changed his face.

A vague residual power of divinity flowed out of it, vaguely condensing into a mighty ferocious beast with a tiger body and a dragon head. Although its face was blurry, the fangs exposed as it roared were particularly ferocious.

"Oooooooo-"

"No." Chen Ze finally answered.

"——Meow?" Biwan was so shocked that his roar was distorted.

This made his old face a little embarrassed, and he quickly added another deafening roar,

"Ouch-ouch-roar!"

"Then what on earth do you want to do?!" Bi An naturally turned over the story, even raising his voice an octave,
"You want to help me?"

"It depends on whether you can cooperate." Chen Ze pointed the edge of his sword straight down.

"Help me open the door to the altar."

"What is the altar of transformation?" Bi'an asked.

It obviously doesn't care much about the civilization developed by robots, and has no intention of understanding it.

"That's it." Chen Ze pointed to the honeycomb-shaped building in the distance below him.
"What you said is the extreme of 'purity'."

"You want to go in?" Bi Yan temporarily agreed with this statement,

"But my core program is not in it."

"The intruder isn't inside either!"

"If you want to help me, you should help me find that damn bug first!"

"But the root of the problem is inside." Chen Ze politely declined the offer to help Biuan fix the bug first.
"Can you still hold on?"

"Yes." Bi Fan is also a cheerful dragon,
"I hope you won't keep me waiting too long."

Although the old man transformed by Biuan could not see any movement, the honeycomb-like transformation altar beneath him was filled with a strong light.

Chen Ze jumped up and approached, only to see a blue light flashing continuously on the surface of the building, transforming the airtight hexagonal material on the outer wall and becoming as smooth as a mirror.

And the mirror surface continues to become clearer and more transparent, reflecting the scene inside clearly, until even the outer wall itself disappears completely, as if it suddenly melted into the air.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ze turned back to look at Bian, and after getting the latter's approval, he rushed straight into it.

Although the rooms in the altar were layered and complicated, there were still less than a thousand, so Chen Ze quickly found the room where Zhu Liankui was.

when.

Falling heavily to the ground.

After a long time, he returned here again.

Everything in the room was the same as when Chen Ze left.

Naturally, the large square cabinet that once claimed to be of the Que clan remained in its original place.

Chen Ze came to the front.

The cabinet was like a dead object, without any reaction, and seemed unable to recognize the changed Chen Ze.

Swish swish—

Chen Ze was not surprised, and swung his sword to chop it into pieces.

Therefore, the internal structure of the cabinet is also clear at a glance - as expected, it does not contain any electronic components except for the two light tubes.

This is not a robot, this is just a simple cabinet.

After confirming the facts, Chen Ze turned around and came to the sleeping cabin in the center of the room. He raised his sword towards the sleeping Zhu Liankui.

"Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu"

Chen Ze's tone was sighing,

"farewell."

He stabbed the sword slowly.

呲.

The cover of the cabin failed to hold back the sword's edge at all, and was passed through neatly.

Also at this time.

Blah blah blah blah——

The source of the sound of water was Zhu Liankui, who was sleeping soundly in the cabin. His hands were shaking like convulsions, causing the orange liquid soaking his body to splash.

So the sword point naturally stopped a foot away from Old Zhu's forehead.

whoosh-

Chen Ze turned his thrust into a sweep, cutting off the entire cover across the blade.

"Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu?".
Chen Ze shouted while lifting Zhu Liankui and shaking him gently.

Zhu Liankui, who was out of the orange liquid, choked again and again. He didn't start breathing heavily until he vomited out all the orange liquid remaining in his mouth and nose.

Chen Ze was busy, helping Shunqi and wiping his face, until Old Man Zhu finally opened his eyes.

"Lao Zhu?"

The other party's eyes were distracted and there was no reaction.

"Zhu Liankui?"

Still no response.

"What is this?" Chen Ze then stretched out a finger.

The other party still looked lost, but Chen Ze refused to let go this time and gave the old man a shock with two slaps.

"How much is this?" Chen Ze asked, holding his index finger still.

Zhu Liankui shook his head, stared at his index finger with cross-eyed eyes for a long time, and finally spoke,

"One"

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like smoking dry coal.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem.".
Seeing old man Zhu lowering his head and coughing non-stop, Chen Ze unreasonably lifted him up.
"How much is this?"

Chen Ze stretched out two fingers.

"One zero." Zhu Liankui replied hoarsely.

Binary.

The identity of the so-called "Zhu Liankui" has been revealed.

Chen Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately pierced the opponent's forehead with a sword.

The sword blade passed through the brain, but there was no blood spatter, not even a trace of injury.

After all, this is transformed by the power of the law. There will be no wounds or pain.

But "Zhu Liankui" wrinkled his facial muscles, and his face was squeezed into a panicked face that was both frightened and frightening.

"9527." Chen Ze chuckled and called out the other party's identity.
"haven't seen you for a long time."

After saying that, no matter how hard the opponent struggled, Chen Ze held down the transparent skull with his backhand and easily extracted a hazy golden halo from it with the absolute suppression of his divine nature.

As soon as the soul body was extracted, Zhu Liankui's face froze for an instant, and then his whole body relaxed and he lay down straight back.

Blah blah blah.

The orange-yellow liquid quickly immersed his mouth and nose, allowing the old man's distorted face to relax naturally, as if the sudden nightmare had been dispelled, and he fell back to sleep.

Seeing this, Chen Ze also breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Liankui's forehead was still connected to large and small cable ducts. Even he couldn't figure out the principle for the time being. If something went wrong, he wouldn't even be able to rescue him in time.

Chen Ze did not forget his promise to rescue him. (End of chapter)