Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 82 The Birth of the Magic System!
After leaving behind countless legends across the vast land, Hercules returned to the sacred mountain.

"After the Big Bang, the cultivation system flourished, improving from the quantity of races to the quality of races."

"It's finally starting to look somewhat promising."

"But cultivating only the physical body? That's not enough, not enough at all!"

"I should open up a new road for the earth!"

Xiang Tuomo continued his seclusion and began to retrieve the two divine artifacts from the Cangwu tree, remodeling the artifacts.

Continue, burn-in life!
"Since I and the god of wisdom are able to bestow blessings."

"Then, can divine artifacts also bestow blessings and temporarily grant some power?"

He felt he could explore this path further.

After losing his lover, he used work to numb himself.

He dedicated himself wholeheartedly to advancing the times, wanting to see what the future of the era would look like.

"The power of the wind, the power of the light."

Holding the two divine artifacts in his hands, he murmured to himself, finding the idea increasingly feasible. He then went into seclusion again to painstakingly study the cultivation technique.

His seclusion actually consumed more than two thousand years of his soul's lifespan.

Thirty years have passed since then.

He finally entered his later years.

But even he couldn't have imagined that after he popularized the cultivation methods of the entire era, a sudden change would shatter all his plans.

The Butterfly Clan, 469.

On this land, dementia is starting to decrease.

But a completely new form of Alzheimer's disease is beginning to emerge among the people of the earth.

As they grow old.

My hands started to tremble; I developed hand dementia.

My vision started to blur; I developed presbyopia.

My heart started to feel weak, and I developed heart failure.

“These three flaws, these three flaws,” Xiang Tuomo sighed, finally realizing something.

These are his three flaws.

As his bloodline spread across the land, it caused them to develop the same four types of dementia as him in their old age.

This is a case of fortune and misfortune being intertwined.

Later records:

The Butterfly Clan, the Elephant-Domo Myth, and Four Types of Dementia

[Legend has it that after Zangdala was resurrected, he distributed his divine power to all living beings, but unexpectedly, they inherited his divine power, as well as his three flaws: hands, eyes, and heart.]

By this point, humans on Earth, in their old age, suffer from dementia, presbyopia, tremors, heart failure, and other age-related diseases, becoming breathless after walking only a few steps.

"Ugh!"

Elephant Monk sighed deeply:
“My blessing gave them my blood and divine power, but my three weaknesses also became their three weaknesses.”

On this day, he arrived at his Holy Guard.

He saw the original group of Holy Guards who had followed him. They were old and their eyesight was failing, their hands and feet were trembling, and they were leaning on canes. Their hearts were pounding after running a few steps.

“God, some of my companions are already in their graves in the southern mountains.”

These elderly giants were deeply saddened.

Upon hearing this, Elephant Monk came to the tombstones and remained silent for a long time.

"Another group of friends has left."

After that day, he stopped researching the artifact and began to study how to solve his own problems and the three physical difficulties.

However, this research not only failed to find a way to correct one's physical defects, but also discovered something terrifying.

He is nearing the end.

It turns out that his evolutionary power is extremely terrifying, containing the crisis of world destruction.

Hercules bestows strength, and we cultivate our bodies.

Wisdom is bestowed by the God of Wisdom, and the soul is cultivated.

They complement each other.

But like a calamity of wisdom, it will gradually spread, bringing unimaginable disaster.

He has discovered that, as he integrates this power over the years, he will become a new source of infection, much like the Angel of Truth.

His body will bring about an evolutionary catastrophe.

It causes the flesh and blood of all living beings on earth to become deformed, twisted, and distorted, turning them into alien beasts.

This disaster filled Elephant Monk with immense fear.

"My power is growing stronger, and the authority to evolve is constantly overflowing."

"When I become stronger, the catastrophe of evolution will begin."

He once solved the disaster of wisdom with ingenious ideas, and he also knew the terrible calamities that the disaster of wisdom would bring.

How can we solve the current evolutionary catastrophe?
He will become the second Angel of Truth.

He thought a lot and finally sighed, "I will also seal myself away like the Angel of Truth."

"To seal away the disaster with my body and protect this land forever."

"Good, good, good." He laughed heartily.

He suddenly felt that fate was no longer playing tricks on him; this was the glorious death he had been waiting for.

A true hero should die bravely, just like his wife.

this moment.

He didn't feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, he felt a deep sense of relief.

He has spent the last years working tirelessly, almost without sleep, trying to use up all his lifespan, but he can never seem to finish it.

He lived too long, and he was incredibly strong!
But his wisdom was already astonishing.

During the era of the mortal butterfly, he plotted against the Angel Dynasty and also resolved the Crisis of Wisdom.

With the hardware of a saint's brain and body, the complete transformation from cocoon to butterfly is even more exaggerated!
He wanted to become a sage who would carry the torch of the times, to die amidst thorns and brambles, but he broke through his limits time and time again, and could not die at all.

Until today, he finally saw the future—the future of his own demise.

"I will foretell my death, I will die of old age in evolution, and I will be sealed away amidst the weeping of all living beings, for eternity."

When this sound was heard, all the believers on the sacred mountain began to weep.

God foretold his own death.

Great Hercules, are you leaving us?
at this time.

More than a hundred years later, the voice of the immortal deity entered Elephant Monk's mind once again.

"Are you really sure about this? Your younger siblings are still in the tree."

Upon hearing the voice of the immortal deity, Elephant Monk was slightly taken aback, but then understood.

"They."

"We can still keep going even without me."

Now he has almost single-handedly ushered in an era, no longer the ordinary butterfly who plotted against angels because of a lack of power.

He is now a saint, a true god!
His wisdom was so great that he could usher in a new era with integrity and uprightness, and his character was also cultivated to an extremely high level.

“They have more than just me.”

"It makes no difference whether I leave sooner or later."

Elephant Monk shook his head. “I don’t know about other life forms, but immortality is not a good thing for me; it is endless torment and a curse.”

The God of Immortality said, "Perhaps you can cut yourself and relinquish the power of evolution to be free." Elephant God said, "Without this divine power, I am no longer the God of Strength. How can the people of the world continue to cultivate the way of chivalry? The newly established system will be cut off."

"Hercules is the extraordinary cornerstone of the Blood Knight era; it must exist."

“Even after I die, I will cast myself into the statue of Hercules to guard this terrible treasure and shine upon the knights who worship it, bestowing blessings upon them.”

Liu Jun stopped speaking and just sighed.

Now that he has made his choice, Liu Jun will not force him to stay.

Even though he was a terrifying and powerful super saint, he opened up the prototypes of incredible systems for Liu Jun.

Even for his own mushroom world sandbox, he drove various major changes.

At this moment, Liu Jun witnessed for the first time the terrifying talent of a true saint, far surpassing that of the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly.

"This era is very interesting."

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Before sealing himself away, Xiangdomo continued to study the divine artifact, which emitted light and heat.

He will spend his entire lifespan!

soon.

He entered his later years once again.

On this day, yet another terrible piece of news spread throughout the world:

Xiang Tuomo created a new divine artifact that could temporarily infect and bless all living beings, allowing them to possess a trace of the artifact's power.

By worshipping statues made from divine artifacts, one can possess their power.

So after destroying the Ocean of Milk, he created a miracle of the century.

[Statue of the Wind God]

[Statue of the God of Light]

By worshipping them and receiving their blessings, one can, in a short time, use mental energy to manipulate the wind and light.

He called this path: The Magician.

It differs from the two major systems of cultivating the soul and flesh.

This is a direct path to the gods, with a higher success rate than previous methods.

Through continuous infection, the compatibility can be increased, eventually allowing one to merge with the artifact itself, ignite the divine fire, and become a new deity.

Hercules said:

[The path to truth is the way to godhood, to becoming a great deity like ourselves, and to mastering the laws and order of heaven and earth!]

His words were left in the opening chapter of the book "Magic in the Sky," laying the foundation for the core concepts of magicians.

Therefore, two original magic systems emerged in the world: wind magic and light magic.

That's essentially it.

It is a way to cultivate the innate power of mushrooms by utilizing their infectious properties.

When the kingdoms throughout the land learned of this, they were once again shocked.

"As expected of Hercules, he has discovered another cultivation path. How did he manage to do it?"

"His wisdom is as immeasurable as the heavens!"

"Bloodline knights, mages—there are probably many more incredible paths waiting for us in the future!"

All the peoples on earth felt compelled to speak out.

They were very excited, extremely excited.

To live alongside this great being and witness his glory and honor is their greatest honor.

"With the establishment of the mage system, is it finally my turn?"

On this day, Elephant Monk felt the exhaustion of his soul and the aging of his body.

The soul is exhausted because one dwells on too many thoughts in the spiritual world.

His physical decline was due to the fact that in his early years he had nourished three thousand knights with the divine blood that flowed into the ocean, thus establishing the prototype of the knightly system.

"My life has finally come to an end."

On this day, the aged Ganesha sat on his throne and revealed a relieved smile.

"It can be considered as the beginning of the cultivation system in this new era after the creation of life."

In their later years, most emperors would pursue immortality.

But he did the opposite.

He only wanted to die.

Gradually, his vision began to blur, his hands began to tremble, and his heart began to tremble.

He entered his later years once again.

"Here he comes."

He also started experiencing dementia again.

In a daze, he clutched his heart again, remembering the arrogant and beauty-loving empress of yesteryear, walking towards him.

"I was daydreaming again."

He murmured softly, choosing to continue shining brightly in his final moments.

"If divine objects of wind and light can enable the mind to cast wind and fire magic, can the physical body do the same?"

Time continued to pass, and he went into seclusion again.

One day, a tremendous wind suddenly swept across the entire mountain where the temple was located, illuminating a great light.

"Attribute Knight".

“Cultivating the physical body can also generate aura; this power is called battle qi.”

He successfully pioneered a completely new path to godhood, changing the course of an entire era.

The whole era became increasingly turbulent.

Countless people sing his name and praise his poems.

"Battle aura? Knights can become gods too!"

"Yes, as long as we remain in harmony with the two great forces of wind and light, we may also be able to reach that incredible level!"

"Thank the gods!"

Many scholars have thoroughly studied history.

They knew how difficult the path to godhood was.

Whether it was the Angel of Truth or the Hercules before them, they had both undergone long and arduous trials and tribulations, treading upon countless corpses, before finally igniting the divine fire.

Now, the road is more than ten times simpler.
In the Angelic Dynasty, a young angelic emperor was full of vigor and ambition:

"In this era, there are still two divine objects without a master: wind and light. These are two divine attributes, and we have the opportunity to become gods!"

"The power of the gods is truly awe-inspiring."

In a daze, he looked towards the distant Cangwu tree, the origin of world civilization.

On the temple.

With a breakthrough in the new system, the aging Hercules has regained his youth.

His physical system broke through from the third to the fourth level, and his body became young and vibrant again.

He looked at his incredibly youthful hands, reflected in the mirror-like surface of the lake, and at his own towering figure.

"You look younger again."

Ugh.

He turned around and gently pushed open the temple door. A sigh came from deep within the temple:
"How come I'm not dead yet?"

(End of this chapter)