Chapter 451 Universal Neuron Worm, Foundation Building Pill

Zhang Wuji hid his whereabouts and followed behind the Jurchen army, gazing at the fierce battle taking place outside Xuanfu city from afar. Wanyan Shu was no match for Wanyan Gu, who was just a vanguard while Wanyan Shu's army was led by the entire Jurchen army. Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered together, and there were countless grassland shamans accompanying them. However, these shamans were there to deal with the practitioners from the Middle-earth, and would only take action when the siege failed for a long time.

"The Jurchens have invaded and the army is losing countless military supplies every day. They are desperate. If they can't take down a city, Xuanfu City will fall in an instant if there is no support. And given the current situation in the court, everyone is in danger, and now that they have lost the emperor, they are probably already overwhelmed."

Zhang Wuji stared at the barbarians who were attacking the city slowly and methodically, and spoke. Beside him was Bai Yue.

"There are no rules of etiquette on the grasslands, and no education. People only rely on fists. The bigger the fists, the more tribes they can control. The Haixi Jurchens only have tens of thousands of people, and more than 10,000 soldiers can be used. Now they can have such a big momentum, and all the tribes on the grasslands have gathered here."

Baiyue said, "The Jurchens have become powerful and have threatened the ruling power of the Jinting Mengwu tribe. If they continue to do so, the two tribes will inevitably start a war. The grasslands are mostly barren, and with the habits of these nomadic people, it is difficult for them to support too many people. The Mengwu and Jurchens understand this principle. In order to reduce population pressure and divert internal conflicts, they are bound to attack the outside world and go south. The two tribes are also taking this God-given opportunity to divide up the Middle Earth and seek to establish a country."

Zhang Wuji nodded. Why did those foreign races enter the barren grassland and live a nomadic life? Was it because the fertile soil of the Middle Earth was not fragrant? It was because they could not defeat them and were driven out.

However, the characteristics of nomadic peoples are not enough to support the establishment of a country, and they can only exist in the form of tribes. If they want to establish a country and pass on their heritage, they can only have a chance by plundering the population and land of Middle-earth and switching to a path that mainly relies on farming.

For the tribes on the grassland, whether it is reducing the population through war or entering the Central Plains, it is a good thing. At worst, they will be driven back to the grassland to deal with the problem. Such a great profit with double wins is the fundamental reason for sending troops. Of course, in this world, it is the result of the situation forced by the situation and the entanglement of cause and effect, which is the so-called general trend that cannot be violated!
"In that case, won't those Middle-earth monks care? The transfer of national destiny is also a big deal." Zhang Wuji asked.

Bai Yue shook his head: "Not to mention that the cultivators are now too busy to take care of themselves and are about to face disasters, let's talk about the change of dynasties and the circulation of the five virtues. How can it have anything to do with a group of people seeking immortality? What difference does it make whether the subjects under the rule are Han or Hu? Those cultivators are more or less the legacy of the previous dynasty. It's just that after a few hundred years of rise and fall, they have changed again."

"Only those who firmly believe in the incoherence of Han and Hu would take action. However, taking action means getting involved in the calamity, and life and death are unpredictable. Among those selfish practitioners who only seek self-transcendence, how many would dare to come forward to stop it?"

He smiled slightly: "But now is different from the past. The law of cause and effect has lost its power. Cause and effect is no longer the only criterion for determining whether a cultivator enters the world. Haven't you noticed that your luck has changed?"

Zhang Wuji nodded: "Since I separated from Lingzhuzi, my luck has changed several times, and now it is a completely different thing."

He turned into a flying rainbow and escaped into a valley. The magic circle that concealed the breath was opened, revealing a series of figures. These people looked a little embarrassed, but fortunately they were in good spirits. Now they were sitting cross-legged in meditation, and streams of spiritual energy were absorbed by them.

"When I saved a few groups of displaced people as you said, my luck began to change. When I started to win over people's hearts and minds and passed down the universal neuron bug font, my luck increased even more."

Zhang Wuji looked at those who were practicing. Just a few days ago, the universal neural worm was derived. It was actually a weakened version of the original neural worm, but the physical requirements for the host and the energy required for growth were greatly reduced, turning the violent draining of the host into a long-term trickle, replenishing the neural worm itself bit by bit, and transforming the host at the same time. This type of neural worm has no consciousness, and can only be used as a flesh and blood plug-in to merge with the host, assisting in the absorption of spiritual energy during operation.

The advent of the universal neural worm made it possible for mortals to practice, and it was officially named the Foundation Establishment Pill. Afterwards, Zhang Wuji began to rescue civilians displaced by the alien cavalry, and prepared for the first batch of use and clinical trials of the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"The so-called luck and calamity are changing, and the growth of luck no longer follows the previous accumulation of external skills and calamity, but instead opens up another path."

Bai Yue said, "To put it simply, it is what the people want. The more people follow you, the more solid your luck will be. There are only a few people in the world who can compete with your luck."

"This change is extremely slow, but it is advancing non-stop. The first force in the world to discover this change is the shaman wizards on the grassland. On the contrary, the righteous people in Middle-earth are a step slower. They have been bound by their long-standing rigid thinking. But I think they will soon discover this and nominate their own spokespersons to fight for the world."

"The ruling method on the grassland is mostly a mixture of faith and blood. The changes in luck first attracted the attention of the shamans. This kind of luck is also a kind of faith totem. They immediately took action, such as the Mongol Iron Cavalry Vanguard that is now piercing the heart of the court."

"This power, which can be named dragon energy, has a wide range of applications. The next era will be a time of great dragon fighting. The leaders of various forces will emerge with the help of practitioners. What you need to do is to survive. Your own strong luck means that you only have one choice."

Bai Yue looked at Zhang Wuji and said slowly: "That is to unify the world, and the birth of the nerve worm will help you create a powerful force, a country where everyone can practice and everyone is like a dragon, a dynasty with great fortune and luck that can trample the immortals underfoot!"

"When the time comes, humanity will revive, break the shackles of heavenly karma, and return luck to humans. This is the true battle between heaven and man, and the great age of humanity."

Zhang Wuji said nothing after taking a look at the people who were regulating their breathing. These were the first batch of test subjects, and in these troubled times, human life was not even as important as a full meal. The Jurchen cavalry was not a righteous army that would not harm anyone. Supported by the two great desires of hatred and survival, the experimental progress of the Foundation Establishment Pill was postponed again and again.

But even so, the universal neural worm, or even if the foundation-building pill was reduced, there was a lower limit to the host requirements. With Zhang Wuji's careful conditioning of medicine and meat for every meal, there were only thirty-six people who could withstand the effects of the foundation-building pill.

For these thirty-six people, Zhang Wuji was not only conducting experiments on the foundation-building pill, but also preparing to start cultivating the lower-level forces of his own power, targeting the lower-level forces of the entire world. After all, Zhang Wuji was unable to cope with all the tasks, and the world was so big. In order to increase his strength, he could only accumulate numbers first and then seek a qualitative mutation.

As for those with high combat power and specific personalities, that is, cultivators and immortals, they will naturally be dealt with by the three thousand atopic neural worm hosts, the Red Flame Taoist soldiers and himself.

(End of this chapter)