Peng!
People fell on the ground fiercely, and they were split.
Normal people must die, but Wu Chong's consciousness is still there. He feels a little wrong, but he can't say anything about it.
"Old Wu, Old Wu!
"
The flow of time seemed to return to normal, and the car parked aside. He saw Zhang Qiang getting out of the car in a hurry, crying at his smashed body.
Finally heard it.
Wu Chong smiled.
Then, with Zhang Qiang's shocked and dull eyes, his body reorganized into a human form. Not only that, even the blood flowing out from the ground flowed back into his body. The strange scene was as if someone had pressed the reverse button, which was very scary.
"you you you......"
Zhang Qiang was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Wu Chong walked over and pulled him up, patted his shoulder, and said.
"Although I know you are fake, it is inevitable that there will still be some memories. If you don't meet such a paragraph, I will not remember you."
After speaking, he didn't care about Zhang Qiang anymore, but flew down along the high -speed bridge.
This scene frightened Zhang Qiang who was behind him even more.
"Ghost!
! "
Walking on the street, Wu Chong's costumes are incompatible with people in this era, and some pedestrians on the road will see him curiously stop. He chose to ignore all these comments.
At this point, he was gradually coming back to his senses.
I am afraid that this encounter is not just the impact of simply the interstitial power, there may be a calamity that is approaching the immortal.
In Wu Chong's memory, Chengxian had three disasters and nine calamities.
His path is not very serious, but he is always heading towards the end, and any disaster he encounters will be over.
"That's it."
Stopped, Wu Chong didn't move forward again.
"Uncle, are you doing performance art?"
A student stopped next to Wu Chong curiously and boldly touched his hair. That wonderful expression is exactly the same as the real person, or the other party is originally a real person. But compared to Wu Chong at this stage, truth and falsehood are no longer important.
Walking on the street, Wu Chong's body gradually glowed with a layer of white light.
The world's endless world fixed a little bit of his perception, and finally became a complete static painting, and he came out step by step. As he left, this modern picture faded little by little until it finally disappeared completely.
Opening his eyes again, Wu Chong found that he was back in the interlayer.
The dark land is surrounded by, and it is empty.
He glanced at the properties on the panel again.
Character: Wu Chong
Realm: Refining Xukong Road (85%)
Tao: Delusion
God-level skills: Yuanfa (level 11), Dream Eater (level 9)...
Experience value: 3000
"It has risen five more."
Wu Chong spit out a turbid air. Now he doesn't know how strong he is. He only knows that if he meets the previous Ming, he should be able to suppress it with one hand. At this point, he was completely invincible in the Grand Demon World. He is not afraid even if the disappeared 'Huang' and 'Gu' come back.
"At this rate, becoming an immortal is not far away."
This time Wu Chong did not wait any longer, but stood up and took out the giant monster that he had taken away from the interlayer.
After he was caught by him, he was put away. Originally, he wanted to put it in Heifeng City to circle it. Later, the power was too sudden, and he put it on hold.
As soon as the giant monster appeared, it began to struggle violently.
In the middle layer, the giant monster has the power to be infinitely close to the original demon. Even if the demon god who activates the true demon body comes in, he cannot suppress it. It's just that this level of power is basically not enough for Wu Chong.
"If you throw it into the alchemy, you should shorten this weird state."
Probably after understanding Wu Chong's words, the troll struggled desperately.
It's just that now he is like a little yuyu in Wu Chong's hands, with no possibility of breaking free.
I saw Wu Chong stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground.
In terms of the power of the delusion, it quickly merged into it.
'You are the alchemy furnace. '
The original dark and ordinary ground, under the influence of delusional power, quickly lifted up and becomes high in a way to exceed common sense. But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a real alchemy furnace.
Wu Chong, who is infinitely close to Chengxian, has become more and more mysterious.
"fire!"
Wu Chong reached out and knocked twice on the other piece of dirt. The soil really burned and released a lot of thermal energy.
In the process, that strange state emerged again.
This time was the weird shot in the vision Yu Guang, and the twisted pictures tried to drag him into it again.
But this time Wu Chong was interrupted early.
Hit it with a punch.
The twisted picture just born is as broken as the glass mirror.
These twisted worlds are not the real 'world', but his distracting thoughts. He just crushed his thoughts with violence and interrupted the sink in advance. But this is the method of treating the standard and not the root cause.
Because his thoughts are endless, as many as thoughts, and how much the corresponding world is.
Thoughts are endless and the world is endless.
In the concept of the cultivation of the immortal, you only need to calm down and abandon the thoughts. A powerful immortal cultivator will cut off these distracting thoughts in advance, cut off the worldly connections, and achieve the state where everything is like a rotten dog.
Wu Chong is not.
The road of cutting dust has never appeared in his settings.
He founded a mountain to recruit disciples, established a mountain village, and had relatives in the world of mortals. Each of them was a wrong path in the eyes of regular immortal cultivators, but he still walked down the path.
And reached the current realm.
His road of cultivation has no concept of clear -hearted desire, nor does he say that he has said such statements. From the perspective of Buddhism and Taoism, Wu Chong himself is a huge trouble. The cause and effect and distracting thoughts on his body are like a spider web, densely wrapping him in it.
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Therefore, it is useless to rely on the desire to be clear, so he prepares to use the simplest and rude method to force it.
Pill.
add a bit!
The giant monster struggled desperately in his hands. Compared with Wu Chong at this stage, it looked like a little chicken with no possibility of escape.
With a clang, the door of the alchemy furnace was closed.
Bring to a boil over high heat.
The surface temperature of the stove increased rapidly. During the process, Wu Chong skillfully threw the spare parts of the baggage, the looted items from the compartments, and all the energetic items in his hands into the stove.
Only the treasure bead that was snatched from the Demon God's Tomb was left.
"Condensation!"
Wu Chong didn't know what alchemy was, and the Dan Dao he founded did not have this stuff. Looking at the shaking stove and the giant monster that continued to collide inside, he slapped on the surface of the stove.
With a "buzz" sound, a palm print was shot on the surface of the alchemy furnace. The powerful sound waves penetrated through the alchemy furnace, shaking the giant monster inside that was struggling to rush out, and suddenly became honest.
