As night fell, the tribe was lit up and the revelry had just begun.

Ning Tao came to the bottom of the mountain behind the temple alone, soared up, and finally stopped under a cliff halfway up the mountain.

There is a natural cave in this cliff.

Ning Tao entered the cave.

This cave looks very small from the outside, but after entering it, I found that it is actually very large, with a depth of seven or eight hundred meters, a width of three or four hundred meters, an average height of several tens of meters, and the highest place is even two or three hundred meters. Golden stalactites can be seen everywhere in the cave, which are the stone stalactites of the sacred stone, and they are also a very precious divine spiritual material.

This place is really good, just right for him to cultivate and do some secret things.

Ning Tao carved a Chaos Seal with the power of creation in a clearing in the center of the cave, and then activated it, and the cave was immediately shrouded in golden energy. From now on, only he can enter this place, and no one will want to enter without his permission and guidance.

After shielding the cave, Ning Tao picked up the Great Sun Gourd and released the corpse of the heavenly burial. Instead of immediately researching it, he used the power of creation to erase the traceable rune imprints from the corpses of the Heavenly Burial. Although the chance of being tracked in the Chaos Brand is small, even a 1 in 10,000 risk must be eliminated.

The Tribal Divine Kingdom is now equivalent to a seed that has just sprouted, and if it is discovered by the Sky Temple, it will definitely be trampled to death.

After erasing the rune imprint, Ning Tao began to study the corpse of the heavenly burial.

A trace of the power of creation was injected, wandering among the corpses of the heavenly burials. In his mind, pieces of parts, magic organs, and related rune arrays appeared, all in detail.

The structure of the sky burial is far more complex than that of the iron people, and the materials of the components used are significantly better.

Ning Tao's heart was amazed, if human beings want to develop artificial intelligence to this extent, I am afraid it will take 10,000 years.

This kind of research seems useless, but it is very necessary, because he now also has the kingdom of God, and his people are also iron people, people made of mechanical parts and bionic flesh, and after he masters the technology of making iron people and mechanical beasts, he can build the tribal kingdom of God better.

And he has always had an ambition, that is, a god with the power of creation, if he can't create a kind of awesome life form or civilization in this life, wouldn't he be blind to that great creation?

These are the reasons why he studied the iron people and the sky burial.

In the end, Ning Tao took out the brain nucleus in the heavenly burial brain. The brain nucleus of an ordinary iron man is only the size of an egg, but the brain nucleus of the celestial burial is larger than a fist.

As soon as this brain nucleus came out, it exuded a bit of death, which was very similar to the brain nucleus hidden in the Great Sun Gourd.

It was the first time he had seen the nucleus of his brain.

He grasped the brain nucleus in his hand, and all five fingers injected the power of creation into the brain nucleus.

Rumble!

As soon as the energy fluctuated, some images appeared in Ning Tao's mind. Like the information he had gotten from Pamp's brain, the images included the process by which the Celestial Burial was created, but they ended up stuck in the blood-colored space, and he couldn't see what the Sky Temple had injected into the celestial burial's head.

That's not much of a gain.

However, there was also a catch, that is, he found that this brain nucleus was not natural, but was refined from divine materials. Including the runes inside, which were also artificially engraved in the later period.

I wonder if the larger blood-colored stone was made?

Ning Tao's heart moved, and he released the blood-colored stone from the Great Sun Gourd.

As soon as the blood-colored stone came out of the Great Sun Gourd, the breath of death poured out in all directions like a tide, and the life disappeared everywhere it passed.

Ning Tao bore the brunt of being swept away by the aura of death, and his skin showed signs of petrification in an instant, and patches of stone spots appeared. The vitality in the body also began to drain, and it was swallowed up by the blood-colored stones.

"When you arrive at my territory, you are still so arrogant?" Ning Tao snorted coldly, the seal of creation activated, and the power of creation poured out of the nest and flowed all over the body. The spotted stone on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his vitality also stopped flowing, suppressing the death mana of the blood-colored stone in almost a second.

The death aura of the blood-colored stone was also imprisoned in the energy barrier generated by the Chaos Seal, and not a single trace could be leaked.

In the past, Ning Tao would never dare to release this stone, because it was like a nuclear bomb, and once it was released, it would endanger the lives in the surrounding area. But now it is different, he is already a god with a divine position and a godhead, and if he can't suppress even a stone, then the joke will be bigger.

"Aren't you arrogant? I see you're still arrogant!" Ning Tao slapped his palm on the blood-colored stone.

Rumble!

There was a huge earthquake, and the blood-colored stone actually bounced Ning Tao's palm.

"Do you think it's useful to resist?" Ning Tao pressed his palm down, and the power of creation gathered into his palm, and his palm also pressed down little by little.

Eventually, his palm pressed against the blood-colored stone again.

A creative force invaded the blood-colored stone, and the blood-colored stone suddenly trembled violently. The energy of death frantically confronts the power of creation.

At this moment, a strange image appeared in Ning Tao's mind.

A huge hand grabbed a handful of people and put them into a bloody mouth, and underneath that bloody mouth was an extremely strange blood-colored space.

And this blood-colored space brought Ning Tao a little familiar feeling, he was slightly stunned, and quickly remembered, wasn't that blood-colored space the blood-colored space he saw in Panbu's brain!

Airplanes!

A sound similar to the flight of a bee came from the blood-colored stone, and the terrifying death energy contained in the stone became restless.

This seems to be a sign of self-exposure!

Ning Tao hurriedly retracted his hand, grabbed the big day gourd and put the blood-colored stone into it.

The terrifying energy of death was gone, and the blood-colored stone did not explode on its own in the Great Sun Gourd.

This is also the first time that Ning Tao has used the power of creation to study this blood-colored stone, although it is only a short time, but his gains are not small.

Judging from the strange image he obtained, the blood-colored stone was indeed the brain nucleus of the immortal catcher. It is natural, not manufactured. Tiemin's brain nucleus was copied from it, and both energy and mana were much smaller. And it is equivalent to the Chaos Stone that he got from the Tiger's Den that became a fine, and it is also a stone that has become a fine.

In addition, the Sky Temple has a direct relationship with the Immortal Catcher. The people captured by the Immortal Replenisher in the Immortal Realm were finally sent to the blood-colored space where the Sky Temple created the Iron People.

A question that he had been unable to figure out before, now he finally had a little eyebrows. That is the mystery that the Sky Temple made the Iron Min, and the Iron People have a real soul. Through this brief image, he now has reason to suspect that the purpose of the immortal catcher to capture the immortal from the immortal realm is the soul of the immortal. Otherwise, where do so many souls come from?

This also seems to explain why Iron Folk are put to death whenever they have a prosthetic discarded, as souls are more valuable than bodies made of divine materials and bionic flesh. The immortal catcher has no brains, and its efficiency in capturing immortals is already very low, and the souls of immortals have become extremely precious materials, so the Sky Temple would rather execute the iron people with damaged prosthetic limbs, and also move the original soul into the new more cost-effective iron people, or the body of the divine guard.

Of course, these are just his guesses, and evidence is needed to prove them.

It seems that the Sky Temple still has to go in and see it in person.

What to do with the corpse of this iron beast burial?

Ning Tao said secretly in his heart: "Give it to the second worm to eat, that product is already an artifact, and there are divine crystals to eat, and it is estimated that the iron beast like the heavenly burial will not have much benefit, it is a complete waste." It doesn't mean much to give God more than refining. It's a pity to dismantle it as a spiritual material, it's better to ......"

A bold thought popped into his mind.

Just do it.

Ning Tao put the brain core of the heavenly burial back into the circular container in the brain, then took out a divine crystal, put it into the circular container together, and then burned the divine fire to weld the wound. He welded from the inside to the outside, and there was not even a trace of welding where he had welded.

After stitching up the hole in the head and jaw of the Heavenly Burial, Ning Tao injected a trace of the power of creation into the head of the Heavenly Burial, and used the power of creation to engrave the main brand of the writer in the brain of the Heavenly Burial.

He had erased the Iron Beast Brand of the Heavenly Burial before, as well as the rune brand that could be used to track it, and he now engraved his own, which was equivalent to stealing the owner of the Heavenly Burial for himself. Theoretically, this iron beast should be under his control now, and its nature is almost the same as that of Worm Two, Thunder Hammer, and Meat Shot.

However, even Worm Er does not have a real soul, let alone a thunder hammer and a meat shot, but this heavenly burial has a real soul. In Kunling's Colosseum, when he kills the celestial burial, the celestial burial's soul dies. Therefore, although he repaired the sky burial, the sky burial lacked the most core thing, that is, its soul. So it is unknown whether the sky burial can be activated after the repair, so that it can be obedient, etc.

After the repair was completed, Ning Tao injected a trace of creative power into the head of the Heavenly Burial, activating the brand of the Instrument Master engraved on the brain of the Heavenly Burial.

At that moment, Heavenly Burial opened its eyes and stared at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao subconsciously raised his vigilance, but Tianfu just looked at him and didn't make any moves.

"You take a step. Ning Tao gave the order.

There was no reaction from the sky burial.

Ning Tao slapped Tianzhuo's face, and there was a muffled sound.

The sky burial still didn't make any response.

Ning Tao frowned suddenly, and then kicked on the side of the lower abdomen of the heavenly burial, and there was another muffled sound.

There was no response from the celestial burial.

Ning Tao suddenly understood, a soulless heavenly burial is equivalent to a soulless vegetative person, it looks like it is alive, but it won't move.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

How could he study it once, and just think of an idea to turn an iron beast equivalent to a demigod into his own?

In that case, what's the difference between that and the dragon Aotian-style male protagonist in those?

However, Ning Tao did not really give up, he had the opportunity in the future, and he still had to study it when the conditions were ripe. This day burial is here, and one day he will bring it back to life.

In the next time, he took out a few divine crystals, refining and absorbing them one after another.

The revelry in the tribe is still going on, and no one knows how diligent their patronus is.

God is so diligent, so he asks you salted fish, what reason is there not to work hard?