His eyes recovered, which made Ding Huan feel very good. He simply grilled a fish and ate it, and then continued to practice the Luo Jing Sutra in seclusion.

Just as Ding Huan expected, after only practicing for two days, Ding Huan felt that the meridians in his body were about to burst, and the pain of being burned by internal fire came again.

Ding Huan is familiar with this feeling. When he first entered the level 2 gene cultivator, it was so painful.

It seems that he is going to become a third-level genetic monk. This Luo Consciousness Sutra training is nothing more, but it is so scary when he reaches the promotion level.

Tiny traces of blood appeared on Ding Huan's body. Only Ding Huan himself knew what kind of horrific torture he was enduring now.

Every week, the Luo Consciousness Meridian will roll up flames to burn his internal organs, and then these flames will continue to extend to all parts of the body.

However, Ding Huan knew that he must not stop now. Once he stopped, it would be difficult for him to attack the third-level genetic monk.

The vitality crisscrosses Ding Huan's body, and every time it almost bursts Ding Huan's body, the Zhoutian circulation of the Luo Shi Jing is able to take away these terrible vitality.

Although the energy taken away continues to burn and torture Ding Huan's body, for Ding Huan, it is much better than bursting.

This torture continued until the third day. When even Ding Huan's eyes began to seep blood, Ding Huan felt as if a new channel had been opened up in his body.

The violent vitality finally found its outlet and spread to the whole body in an instant, and a new life filled the whole body.

Ding Huan let out a long breath and stepped into the ranks of third-level genetic monks.

While he continued to run the Luo Consciousness Meridian to stabilize his cultivation, he was thinking about how to modify this technique.

Another two days have passed, and Ding Huan's cultivation has stabilized at the level of a third-level genetic monk.

He also stopped thinking about how to modify this technique. He did have a lot of things about the theory of the technique in his mind, but his cultivation level was too low and he couldn't understand it at all.

With his current ability, there is almost no big difference between revising the level of the Luo Shi Jing and seeking death.

The level of the exercises he can modify now is not too high, and it is impossible for this kind of exercises to work on him.

After walking out of the tent, Ding Huan began to practice wind control.

Ever since he obtained the wind control technique, Ding Huan wanted to practice this spell to perfection, but he never had time to hone it.

Now that he has entered the third level of gene cultivator, there is no possibility of progress in the short term, so he simply concentrates on studying wind control in the depths of this cave.

Wind control is not a complicated spell in the first place. All it requires is internal energy and energy movement skills.

If you want to master the art of wind control, you need to keep trying until you are proficient.

Ding Huan is a person who can endure loneliness. Two hundred years of wandering in the universe have tempered his character.

Another half month passed. Ding Huan practiced wind control during the day and continued to practice Luo Shi Jing at night.

After entering the third-level genetic monk realm, Ding Huan felt that his progress had slowed down significantly. Even so, it was faster than practicing outside.

On this day, Ding Huan used the wind control technique and easily stepped onto a height of thirty meters, and then slowly fell down like a leaf.

Ding Huan was very satisfied with his progress. If he used his full strength, he could even cross the void a hundred meters away with his wind control technique.

With his current flying distance, it shouldn't be any worse than those so-called innate ones, right?

Now facing Antonio, Ding Huan thought he could walk away easily.

Bah! What the heck, he is already a third-level genetic monk, and he also has wind blade and wind control skills. Why should he be afraid of Antonio?

Looking up at the location of the monkey on the more than 60-meter-high stone wall, Ding Huan swayed and flew up on the spot. Then he borrowed some force from the stone wall and easily landed next to the monkey.

Ding Huan is now a third-level genetic monk with extremely strong eyesight.

Before he came up, he could see it clearly and thought it might be a monkey-shaped stone.

It's just that this stone looks so much like a monkey that it can even be said to be carved in the shape of a monkey.

This was the key to his suspicion.

Generally speaking, a monkey carved by a stonemason cannot be placed inside this cave, as it is still in the cracks of the more than 60-meter-high stone walls.

"It's really similar..." Ding Huan stepped on a protruding stone, looked at the stone monkey in front of him, and muttered to himself.

I can't say that it looks like a monkey, I can only say that it is exactly the same.

The miraculous craftsmanship of nature is truly unimaginable.

Ding Huan reached out and touched the stone monkey. Since it was created by nature, he had no intention of touching the stone monkey.

But after Ding Huan touched the stone monkey, he felt something was wrong.

Without hesitation, he slashed several wind blades around the stone monkey, then brought the stone monkey out with his hands, then stretched out his body and landed easily on the ground.

Ding Huan closed his eyes this time and stroked the stone monkey's head with his hand, feeling it carefully.

In just a few breaths, Ding Huan was sure that this was definitely not a monkey made of natural rock, nor was it an artificially carved monkey.

This is a monkey of flesh and blood, solidly frozen.

Ding Huan has his own opinion on why it is said to be solidified instead of dead.

He has been in business for so many years, and his sixth sense is still very strong.

The monkey didn't know how long it had been dead, but Ding Huan had a feeling that the monkey was very full of vitality when it died.

He was suddenly beaten to death when he was at his peak of vitality. It couldn't even be said that he was beaten to death, it was more like he was frozen.

Looking at the monkey again, Ding Huan felt that it looked more like a human with a monkey face.

The two limbs at the back look relatively long, while the two limbs at the front are relatively short, which is almost like a human being.

A real monkey's limbs are about the same length.

Ding Huan's eyes fell on the monkey's head, where there seemed to be a mark of knocking.

Ding Huan carefully observed this mark, felt it with his fingers, and then looked at this mark in disbelief.

This actually has the imprint of magic on it, which means that someone used Taoism to kill him.

The reason why he knew that there were traces of Taoism in it must be related to the knowledge imparted on the leather scroll.

The indentation that his hand touched had criss-crossing lines, and it was not messy. This would only happen with Taoist attacks.

Otherwise, with his current strength, such traces would not be visible.

If he was stronger, he might be able to figure out what Taoist techniques the other party used.

Ding Huan was so excited that he was beaten to death by Taoism, which further proved his conjecture. The ancient immortal gods existed, but they only disappeared or moved away from here due to changes in the earth.

This monkey had been beaten to death for who knows how many years, but it was still turned into dry stone. He could even feel that the monkey was made of flesh and blood.

What does this mean? It means that he has a chance to save this monkey.

Of course, the salvation he talks about may be somewhat different from the real salvation. But that doesn't matter, as long as it is useful to him.

With his understanding of genetic theory and the application of genetic knowledge, as long as the monkey's gene still exists, he has the opportunity to find this gene and fuse it with the gene of another monkey.

Ding Huan just wants to know the true origin of this monkey, as well as some conditions of its era.

So he doesn't need to completely restore the monkey's life, he just needs to extract the monkey's memory gene.

Extracting a monkey's memory gene requires searching from a huge gene pool. For others, it is difficult for one person to complete it.

Ding Huan has his own method, which is the gene dissolution method.

When he extracted the anti-venom gene of the golden-faced rough-tailed ape, he used the gene dissolution method, and it was completed in two days.

It should only take a day or two to obtain the memory gene of this monkey through gene dissolution.

The only difference from before is that Ding Huan does not plan to fuse this memory gene himself.

This is different from the fusion ability gene, but simply wanting to know what happened in the first place.

So Ding Huan plans to find a gene fusion carrier for this monkey.

In other words, if he could really allow the monkey's memory gene to be completely transplanted into a new carrier, then it would not be wrong to say that the monkey was reborn.

The so-called rebirth, in a simple and crude way, is the restoration of memory. If it is more complicated, it will be troublesome, and it also involves the issue of the soul.

Ding Huan put the monkey aside, and when he decided to leave the cave, he took the monkey to the laboratory of Yujiang University.

With his current strength, there is no need to hide. If he returns to the Yujiang University laboratory openly, who can do anything to him?

If he doesn't go out now, Ding Huan feels that practicing in the depths of this cave, the vitality of heaven and earth is much better than outside.

Thinking of the vitality of heaven and earth, Ding Huan suddenly remembered what Steve said when he was at the home base of Puhai Gene Alliance.

The reason why the Genetic Alliance wiped out all of him was because none of the powerful members of the Genetic Alliance were at home.

These powerful men went to Kunlun Mountain and said that they discovered ancient Taoist relics there...

In the past, there was nothing he could do about his lack of strength, but now he is a third-level genetic monk.

Ding Huan's mind became active. The ruins of ancient Taoist cultivators definitely existed. He had long guessed the existence of immortal gods from many details.

In addition, he had also heard that the top ten academies of Blue Star had found the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi Stone in the Kunlun Mountains very early on. This is a good thing that contains the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. Using this Yuan Qi Stone to practice can speed up the progress.

I don’t know if those guys from the Gene Alliance have found the Taoist cultivator relics. If they found it, then he might as well go to the Gene Alliance to grab it.

If the Gene Alliance doesn't find it, then he can find it himself.

He originally planned to uproot the Gene Alliance. Since he still wants to snatch the things from the Gene Alliance, his current cultivation level is not enough. He needs to be at least a fourth-level Gene Monk before he can leave.

I have to continue to retreat here.
Chapter completed!