Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 155 [Five-fold Editor] and the Life Symbol of the Five Towers

There were obvious footsteps and a man suddenly rushed into the living room. His hair was like a broom and dyed yellow. His head was divided into two in the middle and the hair on both sides was cut into short hair.

“Who are you? Let me go…” When the man saw the subdued Kamio Granny, he immediately wanted to go and rescue her.

"Don't move!" Grandma Kamio shouted in horror.

He knew his grandson's strength. He could barely deal with a level 2 sorcerer and could only withstand a few attacks from a level 1 sorcerer at most.

There is no doubt that the minotaur has the strength of a first-level sorcerer and can easily kill his grandson.

The Bull Demon was extremely fast and grabbed the man's face before he could react.

"Wuwuwu!" The man struggled violently, but to no avail.

"Answer my question." Zhou Ming said coldly from behind.

Grandma Kamio's heart trembled. There was an even more terrifying guy who silently evaded perception and controlled two powerful first-level cursed spirits.

"These are the remains of powerful people that I collected. They are at least as strong as a first-level sorcerer. They are respectively..." Granny Kamio immediately introduced them.

Zhou Ming picked up a small glass bottle containing bone fragments and looked at it carefully.
"This is the remains of Fushiguro Shige's body."

"Yes!" Grandma Kamio breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party's target was this thing.

But the next moment, an invisible feeling of dizziness came over them and both of them fainted.

"One studies souls, and the other studies necromancy." Zhou Ming looked at the two materials and nodded slightly.

Golden light flickered on his body, seven thousand-year-old artifacts emerged one by one, and his exclusive special powers began to activate.

Multiple layers of barrier trees have long covered this place, preventing any aura from leaking out.

……

"Is this the art of descent? It's really useful!" Zhou Ming said with surprise and joy.

A small ball of light floated in front of him. It was the mark of the technique that was stripped from the soul of Grandma Kamio.

The other person's entire brain has been peeled out, and all the subtle changes and structures have been explored.

In the living room, circular barriers one after another floated in the air, containing different objects.

Flesh, blood, internal organs, bones, brain, and most importantly, soul.

"This is the true refining of blood and soul. Without a true dissection, it is impossible to reach the ultimate understanding..." Zhou Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

He clenched his hands and clapped them in front of his chest.

"Snap!" His palms were clasped together, and his hands and chest formed a circle.

The golden light flickered, and seven thousand-year-old artifacts floated above the head, forming a circle.

It rotates slowly, leaving a golden trail.

"The field is expanding!" Lord Zhou Ming's voice sounded.

The real domain began to be constructed.

The cursed power was mobilized, covering the surroundings and gradually forming a sphere.

Zhou Ming was floating in the void, surrounded by chaos and unable to detect any boundaries.

The spherical barriers that had been floating around before suddenly shattered, revealing the flesh, blood and bones inside.

The power of chaos was exerted on these 'materials', and the flesh and blood turned dark, constantly twisting and growing, forming a tall tower.

The white bones began to turn green, growing like bamboo, and built a bronze tower with a huge skull on top. The internal organs piled up and turned into dark red bricks, and the blood flowed out and turned into golden traces, eventually building a deep red tower with golden lines.

The white brain turned into a tall white tower, and finally, there was the looming tower of the void soul.

Surrounded by five tall towers and a circle formed by thousand-year-old artifacts floating in the sky, this special area gradually took shape.

"Five-level editor!" Zhou Ming said the name of the field naturally.

This is another special area that strengthens Zhou Ming's ability to create and refine. The ring above his head can generate soul slabs, which become bricks of the Soul Tower.

"It's another permanent domain, why are all of this type?" Zhou Ming naturally understood this situation before he could carefully perceive the domain's capabilities.

"Is it because of the information outside the world? That's right, the One True World didn't need to exist permanently in the beginning. It was because I created the blue cube as the end point of the barrier that it needed to exist permanently." Zhou Ming thought about it and found the key to the problem.

"The same is true for the Quintessential Quintuplets. The reason they need to exist forever is because of the bricks of the Soul Tower and the thousand-year-old stone slabs that were created by the thousand-year-old artifact."

Zhou Ming was floating in the middle of five tall towers. The Tower of Souls looked very unreal, with only two bricks on the bottom floor.

"Flesh, bones, internal organs, brain, and soul. The five towers also represent five materials. When combined, they can create an intelligent individual." Zhou Ming raised his head slightly and looked at the golden ring above.

The power of the seven divine artifacts in the golden ring began to take effect, and two stone slabs fell down after a moment.

[Millennium Slate: Perfect Artificial Soul]

[Ability: Blank Growth (a blank artificial soul that perfectly imitates humans, with extremely similar growth)]

[Introduction: A complete artificial soul, with sufficient height and growth potential, but lacking some infinite possibilities of life creation.]

"The overall framework is complete enough, but it's still missing some key points." Zhou Ming filled in the information he had discovered into the introduction.

"Infinite possibilities? Should we change this sentence to miracle?" Zhou Ming thought about it and decided not to change it. After all, he would be reading it himself, so it was fine as long as he could understand it.

With these two blank templates, Zhou Ming reached out and took out two other things, a hair and a small piece of broken bone.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Ming moved the small broken bones over and prepared to start the first blood soul training after the formation of the domain.

The golden ring above the head rotated slightly, and the five tall towers sparkled.

The small broken bones suddenly began to move like water, and flesh, blood and bones grew, gradually turning into a huge body of flesh and blood.

The tower of flesh and blood was the first to light up, illuminating the flesh and blood body.

"First of all, the shape." Zhou Ming thought to himself.

Although the shapes may seem simple, they sometimes represent mysterious powers, such as the appearance of various mythological forms.

The human appearance also has corresponding mysterious powers. The more human-like a curse spirit is, the higher its intelligence is. The real person who is most like a human possesses growth potential that other curse spirits do not have.

The flesh and blood gradually turned into a human form, and the skin took shape, revealing the general appearance of Fushiguro Shinobu.

"The second step is filling!" Zhou Ming said softly.

The general appearance of Fushiguro Shigeu began to fill up his interior, muscles, meridians and blood vessels were constantly being born, and there was an extremely vigorous vitality.

"Then comes the structure and pillars." Zhou Ming looked at the second tower.

Some are bronze towers of bones, and their corresponding mysterious symbols on the human body are structures and pillars.

The mystical symbols of the Tower of Flesh are shape and filling.

The bones that support the growth of the body thoroughly plan the structure of the entire body, fixing the various flesh and blood in place while leaving enough space.

"Internal circulation!" Zhou Ming looked at the deep red tower with golden patterns generated by his internal organs.

(End of this chapter)