The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In front of the small bamboo building.

Mahakala has three heads and six eyes, and he looked at Li Chuyi at the same time.

"Donor Zhongjia, so you want me to be the mother that breeds a whole new race."

He spoke slowly, as if chatting before or after a meal, seeming very casual.

"Master Black Buddha, I am here before you now, you should know what this means."

"Knowing this means that the China League One donor is absolutely sure that he can accomplish this task."

Li Chu nodded, and his figure became increasingly darker.

In front of the small bamboo building, Mahakala smiled.

"Donor Zhongjia, do you want this new race to accommodate the 'negative nature of word immortals', or do you simply want them to be born?"

"Hei Foye, does it make any difference?"

"I don't know." Mahakala shook his head.

And the next moment, Li Chuyi completely walked out of the shadow of the bamboo forest.

The seven-dimensional mysterious power spread across his palm, transforming into a five-finger cage that imprisoned Mahakala on the spot.

At this moment, it seemed that all the stars in the sky had hidden themselves.

It was even darker inside this bamboo forest.

"Master Black Buddha, you don't stand a chance."

"I don't know if you know the 'truth', but what I can tell you is that I use the 'true characteristics' of my true spirit to exert the power of immortal life."

"No matter how strong you are, even if you are the Supreme Being, you are like a bubble and will break at the touch of a finger."

In the scene, Mahakala did not say a word, but just put his six palms together, closed his eyes and chanted scriptures.

When Li Chu saw this scene, he felt inexplicably irritated.

As he raised his hand, three rays of light fell into the three heads of Mahakala.

In an instant, the chanting stopped.

Mahakala did not move at all, as if his soul was completely in silence.

"Master Black Buddha, I don't want to kill you. I just want to borrow your body." Li Chu murmured.

Then he took a deep breath and began to move his ten fingers continuously.

Mahakala suddenly stood up and was manipulated like a puppet.

Li Chuyi was using the power of the immortal life of Xizi to control the other party's body.

"Big!", he wrote one word.

Then he saw that Mahakala's body suddenly grew taller, and in an instant became a hundred feet tall. He did not look like a Buddha at all, but rather like a ferocious demon.

"Is the suppression of 'truth' over 'falsehood' really that great?"

Li Chuyi whispered, his eyes becoming increasingly darker.

He did not perform any strange magic, but rather some very simple things.

But Mahakala could not resist at all.

It seems that in front of him, all mortals are inferior.

The next moment, a ball of light appeared in Li Chuyi's hand. The principles on it were intertwined and inexplicably complex, as if hiding the secret of the origin of life.

This thing is naturally the perfect human 'fetal essence'.

Li Chuyi looked at the object in his hand and hesitated for a few moments.

But he quickly put away his hesitation and injected the "fetal essence" in his hand directly into the head of Mahakala's middle armor.

Then, the second and third balls of fetal essence appeared and were driven into its other two heads.

Then six more groups appeared and hit into its six arms respectively.

Mahakala has three heads and six arms, which is the embodiment of his cultivation. Li Chuyi feels that it is most appropriate to use it to breed a new race.

Then, the last ball of 'placenta' appeared and was injected into the abdomen.

"For the first generation, ten should be enough."

Li Chuyi breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason. The ten balls of fetal essence he shot out were slightly different from each other.

If the fetus is successfully conceived, these differences will be reflected in the face, gender and other aspects.

At this moment, an inexplicable star wind surged in the starry sky, blowing the bamboo forest and making it shake like crazy.

In this darkness, there seemed to be ghostly shadows, emitting terrifying rustling sounds.

Suddenly, Li Chuyi looked back.

Seeing that there were only some bamboo shadows constantly rising and falling and nothing else, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turns out there's no one here. I'm hysterical again."

He shook his head and looked up again.

The hundred-foot-tall image of Mahakala looked even more terrifying in the darkness.

Li Chuyi frowned.

Because he discovered that the ten groups of "fetal essence" were actually lying motionless inside Mahakala's body and had not formed an embryo.

Li Chuyi thought about it for a moment and then he suddenly realized.

He sighed: "As expected of Wu Xiang, his physical body has long been profound and has reached an unimaginable level."

The situation now is very simple. The ten groups of fetal essence are like hungry wolves. They want to borrow the power of Mahakala's flesh and blood to give birth to themselves.

However, Mahakala’s physical body was so magical that it was not moved at all and did not even pay any attention to the ten balls of fetal essence.

"It's not difficult."

Li Chuyi whispered, and an invisible sharp blade slowly formed in his hand, and then he nailed it into Mahakala's chest.

In an instant, Mahakala's physical body melted like ice into water and relaxed instantly.

That sharp blade was formed by Li Chuyi using his own 'real characteristics' in an attempt to suppress all of Mahakala's physical supernatural powers.

In other words, anyone can cause harm to Mahakala at this moment.

Of course, the power of creation contained in his flesh and blood still exists.

At this instant, Mahakala's three heads and six arms, as well as a certain part of his abdomen, bulged up simultaneously.

Ten fetuses are slowly taking shape.

"Master Black Buddha, I am just borrowing your body for use."

"As a formless being, even if these ten first-generation species suck your flesh dry, you should be able to restore it to its original state with a single thought."

"So, that's it."

After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he lowered his head and thought about it again.

He felt that this was enough for the time being, and he did not want to speed up the process by accelerating the passage of time.

At the same time, he thought in his heart.

His physical body and soul are now perfect human beings, but they do not match his true spirit and are just a shell at best.

Therefore, he is not a perfect human.

However, the ten first-generation species that were bred through this method of "creation" are truly perfect humans.

Thinking of this, Li Chuyi couldn't help but become curious.

He was wondering what these ten first generations would look like, which is why they later named themselves "Perfect".

While thinking, Li Chuyi waved his sleeves.

Then, streams of immortal power descended and completely concealed the Taoist temple, making it impossible for anyone to enter.

……

On an ancient star with life.

This star is very small, but it is full of wonders and is very worthy of praise.

Du Jia and his group built several residences on a grassland, surrounded by towering snow-capped mountains.

Looking around, you can see both vastness and magnificence.

At this moment, Du Jia was lying leisurely on the green grass, letting the breeze caress his face.

In front of him, there was a pile of thick books stacked like a small mountain, as if waiting for him to read.

Not far away, Zhenjia was staring at a strange little beast in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Peijia was meditating. Of course, no one paid attention to him and he was just a background figure as usual.

The little guy Cuojia, on the other hand, dug up the grass in front of him, revealing the soft soil.

With a smile on her face, she wrote on the dirt with her fingertips, stroke by stroke, "One wrong".