Mushroom Soup World.

Flowers withered and bloomed, three years passed in the blink of an eye.

As the Butterfly Race gradually called their kin back to their homeland, the projects of weaving life decreased, and the beings on the land gradually adapted to their own pace of life.

Because most of the creatures were created.

They themselves no longer had any new ideas, coupled with the previous tyranny of that footless bird.

It made them thoroughly despise weaving.

Now a backlash effect occurred, none of them wanted to weave anymore.

They put their energy for weaving life into creating poetry and songs, making artworks.

And started smelting metals, restarting the mechanical skills of a previous tribal civilization—the Demon Heart Power Furnace.

They continuously modified this power furnace, utilizing the Third Kind Wisdom, referencing the structure of the Pineal Gland, a mass-producible Third Kind Wisdom Brain emerged:

Telekinesis Magic Crystal.

Essentially, it is a "instinct brain," with no wisdom, only various self-operating instincts, serving as the brain that carries the soul, and can also store Telekinesis.

Through using these Magic Crystals, they developed various lamps, Magic Crystal Staffs, and Magic Crystal Necklaces.

The entire civilization began to accumulate momentum and eventually release it.

The civilization prospered unprecedentedly, various musicians, artists, and troubadours appeared.

"The era belonging to the Butterfly Race has passed, the era belonging to us is arriving."

...

Year 359 of the Butterfly Race.

On a vast basin.

This God of Elephants, his majesty becoming increasingly intense, was slowly punching and kicking in place, researching the cultivation technique on his body.

The Holy Guards stood guarding from a distance, feeling the exuberant and surging qi and blood within this Divine Spirit, oppressive like an abyss or the sea.

In the distance, the ministers were full of admiration:

"Worthy of being the God of Knowledge, through training the physical body and operating the blood energy, he can obtain such powerful strength!"

"I have a feeling, now the god can easily kill us with just a glance."

"His strength is enough to lift an entire mountain!"

"His roar can blow away the ocean!"

Occasionally, after practicing, the Elephant God would stop to think, staring blankly as if a statue, standing for an entire day.

He was entering the Thought World, thinking in a way that burns the lifespan of his soul.

Like those scholars, decades passed overnight, conducting thought thinking.

The cost is spending the lifespan of the soul.

Only that modern Confucian scholars have such strong Telekinesis, long soul longevity, and most of the time, the flesh corrodes before the soul ages to death.

Long lifespan, only then they read books casually.

But even the strong dare not squander it so carelessly, reading books everywhere.

Especially when reaching their high realm, there is no good book left to read.

Reading miscellaneous books is a waste of time.

But Xiangtuo Mo did not worry about this, he planned to burn out his lifespan and then leave this world.

As decades passed each night, he gradually achieved results.

"Only the Saint's Brain is worthy of cultivating Telekinesis."

"A mediocre person without Telekinesis talent can only rely on the Saint to build a Dao Field, using consciousness to cover them, helping them to cultivate Telekinesis."

"After the Wisdom Disaster, two Gods of Wisdom periodically descend with the blessing of wisdom, equivalent to a temporary Dao Field, allowing all beings to cultivate."

The blessing of God's wisdom, similar to artificial Intelligent Brain, lets the world cultivate.

This Mythical Era is actually no weaker than the Intelligent Brain popularization technology of Rehe City period.

But this is the Saint's Brain, what about the Saint Body?

Can't possibly.

Feed their flesh to the eagles, distribute their blood and flesh to the beings of the earth for cultivation, can we?

This actually is the challenging point Liu Jun thinks about.

Because unlike the Saint's Brain, there's no human history to refer to.

They have no road ahead to refer to, they can only rely on themselves to open a new path!

Moreover.

If they don't spread the power of the Saint Body, gathering the wisdom of the world to cultivate this physical body system.

How can a single Saint Body, no matter how strong, perfect this new system?

So.

Mushroom Soup is Liu Jun's experimental ground, used to test and deduce a new Extraordinary System.

...

Year 365 of the Butterfly Race.

Xiangtuo Mo, after years of research, almost burned through his entire lifespan.

In his old and declining age, he finally pioneered a new system.

Named: Bloodline Knight System.

Through bathing in Divine Blood.

Regularly bathing in his Divine Blood, one can begin cultivating the physical body.

However, this system is currently only being promoted in Xiangtuo Mo Royal City, with the Holy Guard as the experiment group.

But the god's blood is scarce.

Causing this to be an extremely rare and precious profession, regarded as an honor by various races in the world.

Year 368 of the Butterfly Race.

With the help of three thousand Holy Hall Knights, they began to initially perfect the cultivation system and, corresponding to the soul system, divided into four realms.

Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold.

Corresponding to the first to fourth stages of Telekinesis.

In the same year, Xiangtuo Mo began to summon the strong figures of the world for martial arts demonstration, to develop the cultivation system together.

For a time, the world's talents gathered.

Year 370 of the Butterfly Race.

"Finally, a way to do it without Divine Blood has been found!"

With the help of countless wise people, Xiangtuo Mo found a way to spread the Saint's bloodline.

He uses the Evolutionary Divine Power within his body, like the two Gods of Wisdom, to bestow blessings on the physical body, integrating it into their bloodline.

Although this method results in a thin Saint Body bloodline, it is sufficient for initial cultivation.

Thus, Xiangtuo Mo regularly bestows blessings on the earth, giving the beings the gift of "evolution."

He also officially acquired a true god name.

With a name like the two Gods of Wisdom: Mighty God.

His blessing can grant the beings of the world unparalleled great power.

Year 389 of the Butterfly Race.

A mighty aura erupted from the Divine Hall, burning and sacred like a blazing sun.

As if it had scorched the whole earth dry.

"The god has broken through!"

A message was delivered.

Xiangtuo Mo's realm also stabilized; he had completely stepped into the fourth stage of Telekinesis, and the third stage of the flesh body.

Compared to the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly, this knockoff, he was the true Innate Saint.

The great tribes were all shocked.

"Xiangtuo Mo, without relying on the Longevity Divine Spirit, can live at least another three thousand years according to a normal lifespan."

"His legendary life has only just begun."

This Divine Spirit, who had come from the initial era of the Butterfly Race, now only in the three hundred-plus years of the Butterfly Race, was to live at least another three thousand years.

What a long span of time that is!

The world was in uproar, humming his legendary stories, praising their mightiest deity:

"Worthy indeed is the God of Knowledge! Combining wisdom and knowledge!"

"O Xiangtuo Mo, you are the God of Ten Thousand Forces, the Master of Ten Thousand Blood, your bloodline spreads across the earth, your warmth nourishes all beings, you wield the authority of evolution, allowing us to walk a path of well-formed bodies!"

"All of the Butterfly Race must worship him, all angels, elves, giant dragons, everything must revere him."

"O king of the mountains, your heart shines like gold, your breadth like the sky, your belief burns like the sun."

The people of the earth lavishly praised.

As if this Mighty God of the mountains was to exist eternally, forever immortal.

Countless people sighed in awe.

Three thousand years, what an incredibly extensive time.

Thinking of this great existence, who would in the future overlook the vast earth for three thousand years.

Not knowing how many generations of heroes, the rise and fall of innumerable kingdoms, made their emotions enormously complex.

After the realm breakthrough.

Within the palace.

"This life was nearly spent, and now there's a breakthrough, suddenly gained so much more life."

"Enough."

Xiangtuo Mo wore a bitter expression, yet gained a new understanding of his bloodline.

"Continue to perfect the knight cultivation system."

He began to walk the earth; it took ten years, traversing every corner of the land.

Even the buried Azure Rope Milk Sea, and the dwelling places of the God of Water and Fire on both sides, bore his footprints.

After observing the myriad of beings, he acquired extensive body cultivation data.

"The beings possess my bones and blood; they seep into their bodies, as if my bloodline, my children."

"The probability of birthing a Saint's Organ is one in a hundred billion, but the probability of a Saint's Descendant giving birth to a Saint's Organ is one in a million."

His discovery was also the common recognition of modern people as an iron law.

After all, in ancient times, one in a hundred billion, how exaggerated was that?

The entire global population during ancient times may not have reached a hundred billion.

So most ancient saints actually resulted from the offspring of saints, one in a million.

It may still seem very unlikely, but not entirely out of reach.

Particularly some noble families, gate clans, and even royal families, reproduced fervently, leading to some villages and towns with a single surname, tracing back three generations to powerful branches.

Sure enough.

Quickly, some unique Bloodline Knights appeared on the earth.

They were one-in-a-million geniuses.

They were not complete Sacred Bodies; some possessed a particular bone or organ as a Saint's Organ.

Born sacred.

Known as Divine Blood Knights.

The descendants of the Mighty God spread completely across the beings of the era.

Through walking the earth, he possessed plentiful experience, examining the physiques of various races, and developed suitable cultivation techniques like "Earth Knight's Code" and "Copper Dragon Breathing Technique."

He also left new myths on the earth.

The legend goes.

The Mighty God from the mountain descended upon the land, wherever his presence reached, the people were all strong and robust.

Even mighty thundering dragons feared his majesty, and tribal people prostrated at his feet; their mounts were so scared they dared not move.

Wise scholars were influenced by his belief and became his followers.

Eloquent poets followed behind him, writing epics for him.

Wherever Xiangtuo Mo went, it was the direction of the people, possessing boundless power.

When he crossed the ocean, the sea creatures would automatically part a path, sirens sang for him, and passing ships scattered petals from the high seas for him.

When he wanted to compose new bloodline cultivation techniques, angels would descend from the sky with woven flower baskets to offer him paper.

He shouted on the mountain.

He called upon the beings.

He spread the cultivation techniques of the earth; behind him followed tens of thousands of scholars, forming a dark, endless dragon, worshipping with reverence.

It was only then that the people of the world understood the true meaning of the Mighty God.

Precisely because the people believed, he had boundless power and was the strongest deity in the world!

Because.

The power of the people is infinite!

That is why he is called the Mighty God.

He continued to walk the earth until, finally, the Path of the Knight was fully spread.

"Knights, you must have the spirit of a knight."

That day, as he roamed the land, he suddenly achieved complete enlightenment, chanting the commandments of the knight:

I swear to be kind to the weak

I swear to fight against tyranny

I swear to be sincere to my friends

I swear to remain true to my beloved unto death

...

Countless following scholars shouted, their voices rising and falling, how eagerly like mountains roaring and seas surging:

"You speak the truth; if this is your will, we shall adhere to it."

And so it was done.

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