Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

Chapter 177 Talent Advancement

On a deserted, verdant mountain peak.

Two figures appeared silently and abruptly on the mountaintop.

One male and one female.

The two looked to be in their early twenties.

The woman had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and her dark golden eyes were cold and numb.

The man was dressed in loose, casual clothes, with a handsome but indifferent face.

These two people were none other than Hu Long and Ji Xiguang.

Hu Long gazed into the distance.

In the distance, wisps of white smoke could be faintly seen rising from a mountain forest, accompanied by intermittent firecracker sounds carried on the wind.

Today is the Tung Festival.

This corresponds to the Qingming Festival in the previous life.

It is a day for sweeping tombs, paying respects to ancestors, burning incense and paper money.

In some regions, this situation is taken very seriously, with people even going to great lengths to travel long distances to pay respects to their ancestors.

The Hu family was probably also presiding over sacrificial rites on this day.

But since he was no longer there, he naturally had no need to participate.

"I need to go into seclusion. If any living creature gets within a kilometer of me, I will kill it immediately."

Hu Long spoke calmly, giving an instruction to Ji Xiguang beside him.

"Yes."

Ji Xiguang nodded slightly, stepped aside, and scanned the surroundings warily with his eagle-like eyes.

See here.

Hu Long said no more.

Sit down cross-legged on the spot.

"Too plain!"

A thought struck him.

The panel was brought up directly. Ignoring the dense array of skills and the bloodline that could not be improved, I focused on the mental and physical talent columns.

[Mental Talent: Divine Control △ (Mirage)]

[Physical Talents: Gluttony △, Innate Divine Strength (Bear Soul)]

[Source Value: 3801.12 strands]

After these days of collecting.

The source value, which was originally less than one hundred, surged again, reaching an unprecedented three thousand strands.

It can only be said that the stronger one is, the faster one can collect source value.

The only pity is that neither those strange evil spirits nor those divine intentions can be absorbed a second time.

However, that's not important; what's most valuable is the ability to transform source value into one's own power.

Therefore, he had no intention of keeping anything back.

Currently, only talent can be improved using source value, while the Bloodline Purifying Flame cannot be improved.

Therefore, Hu Long could only temporarily focus on his talent.

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Since the innate divine power has already been enhanced, the current source value is still insufficient for further enhancement.

Therefore, previously only the physical talent Gluttony and the mental talent Divine Control could be upgraded and stat points allocated.

"Tai Su, enhance my spiritual talent, Divine Control! Enhance my physical talent, Gluttony!"

Hu Long said directly.

He had long wanted to improve his spiritual talent, the Divine Control, and since he previously lacked source value, now that he had plenty, he naturally had no hesitation.

As for the gluttony talent, he didn't need it that urgently, but since he had enough source points, he could improve it along the way.

hum!

In an instant.

The source value column suddenly decreased by two thousand.

Two streaks of silver light descended from below, landing on the "Divine Control" and "Gluttony" talents respectively.

At the same instant, a bone-chilling cold surged into my head, like sweet dew nourishing all things.

The body and will, like parched earth, are constantly nourished by this power and rapidly change.

Compared to the physical body, changes in will and spirit are most noticeable.

If before, Hu Long could only confirm that humans possessed souls through deduction, now he was able to personally experience the real existence of souls.

That ethereal, elusive sense of the soul is rapidly solidifying.

Hu Long even had a feeling.

He can free his soul from his body whenever he wants.

It's as simple as taking off a piece of clothing.

Once shed, one can roam freely in the world, unfettered by any constraints.

The moment this thought arose, a strong impulse surged into my heart, as if this whole world was drawing me in.

We must urge him to give it a try.

However, just as Hu Long was about to make a move.

A sudden, indescribable sense of dread arose in my heart.

It was as if something extremely terrible would happen if he actually dared to do that.

This comes from his perception of danger; it's his intuition warning him.

Upon realizing this, Hu Long did not hesitate at all.

He opened and closed his mouth, biting off half of his tongue.

Fresh blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

The intense stinging pain instantly snapped him out of his dazed state.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the mouthful of blood along with the severed tongue.

In just a few breaths, flesh and blood visibly intertwined and grew back, and the torn half of the tongue was restored to its original state.

"What is that—"

Hu Long frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

Just a moment ago, it was as if something in the outside world was tempting him, calling his soul to leave his body.

The sudden warning sign originated from his intuition.

Perhaps by separating from the physical body, one can attain great freedom and unrestraint.

However, they also lost the protection of their physical bodies.

They may also encounter unimaginable dangers.

As for what that danger actually is—

Information is currently limited, and Hu Long has no idea.

If there truly is some kind of deadly danger, then why are some souls allowed to continue existing after death?

Could it be some kind of mental corruption, or some other reason?

In an instant, a multitude of thoughts raced through my mind.

However, he was currently focusing on improving himself, which occupied most of his attention, so Hu Long could only put these doubts aside for the time being.

We can explore this in detail when we have more time later.

"Cough cough cough—Grandpa, where are my great-grandparents?"

Several kilometers away from here.

In a secluded mountain valley.

A group of people, carrying large and small bags, some with bulging backpacks, were pushing aside the weeds and branches blocking their way and moving forward with difficulty.

Zhou Kang, walking in the middle of the group, was panting like a broken bellows.

He wasn't paying attention and tripped over a dead branch, stumbling and falling flat on his face if he hadn't reacted quickly.

Even so, my cuffs and palms were covered in mud, damp, cold, and sticky, making me feel incredibly uncomfortable.

There are only three ways to worship ancestors: mountain path, water path, and no path at all.

Zhou Kang had seen people make such jokes online before, but he took it as a joke and didn't take it to heart.

This time, because he was old enough, his family brought him along to worship their ancestors, and he finally realized that this was no joke.

People in the Nanwu area take ancestor worship very seriously.

It was only after experiencing this firsthand that he understood why the Tung Festival has a three-day holiday.

The time spent traveling back from the city, plus the more than ten kilometers of hiking on these mountain trails—

It would take at least three days to finish all the prayers.

Along the way, we crossed two rivers and climbed three mountains. The mountain paths were already difficult to walk, and with the recent rain, they were slippery.

If you're not careful, you'll be going to pay respects to your great-grandfather, and you'll be going to see your ancestors.

"It should be just ahead—this time I definitely won't go the wrong way again."

Leading the way was a thin old man with a pipe in his mouth and wearing a straw hat.

However, the tone of his voice when he said this didn't sound very confident.

The mountains are naturally overgrown with vegetation, and over the course of a year, it's easy to go astray.

Zhou Kang was also helpless in this regard.

I could only obediently follow behind, but fortunately, I was lucky this time.

We didn't walk for long before we arrived at my great-grandfather's grave.

The group first cleared away the weeds around the grave and then did some simple repairs.

According to local custom, fireworks and firecrackers are then set off, and the more lively the display, the more it symbolizes the prosperity of future generations.

After the firecrackers stopped, everyone laid out offerings and kowtowed in worship.

Just as Zhou Kang finished kowtowing for the first time, he felt white specks flash before his eyes, like snowflakes.

At the same time, several exclamations suddenly came from all around.

"What's wrong——"

He looked up curiously, but before he could finish speaking, his voice abruptly stopped.

The once lush wasteland was gone, and a country road had appeared in front of us.

Ahead of the road stood a black house, and in front of it stood figures dressed in old-fashioned long robes.

In the distance, a funeral procession carrying a coffin slowly approached, with paper money fluttering down from the sky.

This bizarre and terrifying scene terrified everyone present, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

Several elderly people quickly knelt down in front of the grave and kept kowtowing and praying.

Zhou Kang was also at a loss for words.

It's called a mirage, but it doesn't quite look like one. A mirage is caused by the temperature difference between the air near the ground and the refraction of light, which projects distant objects onto the ground. It usually appears in the ocean or desert, where there is a large temperature difference between the air near the ground and the ground.

In contrast, the dense vegetation, uniform humidity, and small temperature difference in deep mountains and forests make it almost impossible for mirages to occur.

More importantly, he could even see the pale faces and pores of the coffin bearers.

Even if a mirage truly exists, the scene should be more than ten kilometers away; it's impossible for it to appear so realistically before your eyes.

Moreover, a fake one shouldn't make any sound.

suddenly.

The snowflakes from before flashed by again, like someone suffering from anemia.

The eerie scene around them vanished without a trace, and everything returned to normal.

Afterwards, Zhou Kang was pulled by his family to kneel and pray in front of the grave.

They hadn't thought much of it at first, but after what had just happened, their awe deepened.

In fact, it's not just them.

Two other worship groups several kilometers away witnessed similar scenes.

They were all trembling with fear.

The reason for all this was naturally not that the ancestor had appeared, or that something strange had happened.

It was only because Hu Long on the mountaintop dissipated a trace of his spiritual power.

Regarding the reactions of those people.

Hu Long ignored him and opened his eyes.

His eyes, which were originally black and white, turned into a purer emerald green.

The original spiral-like patterns twisted and solidified, forming three windmill marks that slowly rotated in the eyes until they finally disappeared.

Hu Long looked at the control panel.

[Mental Talent: Spirit Absorption (Mirage)]

[Physical Talents: Food, Innate Divine Strength (Bear Soul)]

[Source Value: 1801.12 strands]

Both talents have been fully upgraded.

The spiritual talent of controlling the gods (mirage) has transformed into spirit-capturing (lip scenery).

As for binge eating, it becomes food.

Compared to before, both talents have seen a significant qualitative increase in ability.

During this time, Hu Long tried to guide the two talents in a certain direction with his own will, but the results were not ideal.

Through the fusion of secret weapons, he can also exert his will to influence and interfere to a certain extent.

However, his talent seems to be completely lacking, and the direction of his advanced enhancements is entirely random.

However, Hu Long didn't care about this.

No matter how much a talent changes after advancement, it is still an extension of the previous talent foundation.

Among them, the physical body's innate ability to absorb Qi is simple and brutal.

Eating, in essence, is the body's absorption of nutrients.

And now he can directly ingest it.

It is a general term that encompasses qi and blood, qi mechanism, and spiritual mechanism.

Mythological records state that immortals can abstain from grains and not eat human food, but in essence, they are also eating.

If Hu Long were willing, he could also practice abstinence from grains, surviving solely by absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

Compared to his physical talent of eating, Hu Long was more interested in his spiritual talent of spirit absorption.

This talent has changed quite a bit.

Today, it can read memories to a certain extent, which is called soul searching.

But that's secondary; the more important ability lies in another area.

Hu Long looked at Ji Xiguang on the side.

The next second, Ji Xiguang's pupils first lost focus, then returned to clarity.

But at this moment, her perspective had shifted to Hu Long's.

It was as if Hu Long's perspective had been split in two, with the two standing opposite each other as if looking at each other through a mirror.

This is another ability: he can use the mental imprint he has planted as a medium to descend with his will, and control the other party briefly, like controlling a game character.

However, this is not without limitations.

The stronger a target is, the more determined its will to resist, and the more difficult it is to control.

Furthermore, if the previous Divine Control could only manipulate the souls of the dead, that is, ordinary evil spirits, and turn them into mirages for its own use, then the current Spirit Absorption can transform those souls into a kind of soul life form called Kui Liang.

The demon is, in a sense, a special enhanced spirit, possessing basic combat abilities and being impossible to kill.

If Hulong so desires, he can make it manifest within the lip scene created by the spirit.

Simply put, he can transform the spirit of the dead into a kind of evil spirit.

Hu Long withdrew the will that had descended upon Ji Xiguang.

Suddenly, a sense of mental fatigue arose.

However, this feeling of fatigue returned to normal in just a few breaths.

Hu Long didn't pay attention to that.

He raised his wrist and pointed a finger at the silver vine-patterned bracelet on his wrist.

laugh!

Immediately, a sound like a branding iron burning flesh rang out.

ah!"

Luo Sha's scream rang out.

"Shut up!"

Hu Long frowned and snorted coldly.

Suddenly, Luo Sha's voice disappeared.

Hu Long didn't care about this; he was simply reinforcing the control of the mental imprint.

The previous attempt to restrain this thing with the divine spiritual imprint was somewhat unreliable.

After advancing one's talent level, it is naturally necessary to strengthen it.

This is why he prioritized improving his mental talent.

The sky was like a gray curtain soaked in molten lead, pressing down heavily, almost touching the tops of those skyscrapers.

There wasn't a single gap between the clouds, not a ray of light could penetrate, and the entire sky was like an inverted giant cauldron, covering Yanjing completely.

The drizzle fell like silver threads.

Yanjing City.

It served as the capital of the State of Yu.

Its prosperity goes without saying.

The wide driveway was bustling with traffic, and tall buildings stood on both sides, their glass curtain walls reflecting the hazy skylight.

Pedestrians hurry by, dressed smartly, their brows displaying the composure and confidence unique to this great city, their spirits and demeanor excellent.

now.

It's located next to the green belt along the roadside, closer to the city center.

Two figures holding black umbrellas stood motionless.

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