Zhang Mo has been meditating in the courtyard, immersed in the profound issues of the interplay of reality and reality, and the deep meaning of dreams and bubbles.
It was like this for two whole days, without food or sleep, completely immersed in the exploration of my own world.
When the sun rose on a new day and shed golden light, he suddenly felt a flash of inspiration and a sense of enlightenment surged in his heart.
He slowly opened his palms, and a virtual character gradually emerged, half virtual and half real, looming, seeming to explain the true meaning of virtuality and reality. However, this empty character quickly collapsed and disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed.
Zhang Mo was not discouraged. After thinking for a moment, he opened his palms again, and the empty words slowly appeared from the air again.
This time, the font is stable, the virtual and the real blend, both real and illusory, like the intersection of dream and reality.
When Zhang Mo focused his consciousness on the word "Xu", he felt that the word "Xu" seemed to have a deeper connection with his soul. He looked at it carefully for a while, and then slowly inserted the word 'virtual' into his body.
At this moment, an unprecedented experience came to my mind.
An invisible ripple rippled.
Zhang Mo felt that his body was as illusive as a dream, and he began to drift between reality and illusion. His palms easily passed through the stone table, as if he was no longer bound by physical objects.
"Interesting", he said to himself.
At this moment, he had touched the subtleties of the coexistence of reality and reality, and opened the door to another world. He began to explore this mysterious world hidden under reality.
He stepped into this "virtual world" and was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him.
He saw the mist-like vitality filling the space between the sky and the earth. They were dense in some places and thin in others, forming a wonderful balance.
There are stars in the distance, like the vast starry sky of the universe.
There were many small balls at his feet, emitting weak fluorescence. When he picked one up and looked at it, he found that there were layers of paintings inside. The outermost layer showed the appearance of a small grass, while the deeper layers were in the form of seeds. The pattern inside this sphere vividly shows the entire life cycle of a small grass.
This is a small grass.
"Does the grass in the virtual world echo each other in the real world?" Zhang Mo was full of doubts. He decided to verify it, so he stretched out his hand and drew a cross on the round grass as a mark.
As far as he could see, everything here was in the form of spheres. He flew for a while, and then he did not dare to go further. There was no up, down, front, and back, east, west, north, and south. It was all void. He was suspended, and he no longer knew what was going on. When I started to come in, there were no markers here, and the small circles were flowing slowly.
'Void is not nothingness, but reality without form.' According to the "Shangqing Zhenjing", he judged that this virtual world corresponds to the real world, and all lives in the real world can find correspondences here. the origin.
Far away, there was a shining star attracting him. He felt that the star was connected by blood and soul to him. It should be the star that represented him in the virtual world. That star was him, but he did not dare to past.
"I wonder if there are other people in this virtual world?"
This question just appeared in Zhang Mo's mind. Suddenly, he felt a cold spiritual power, like a small tentacle, touching him. Although it was slight, it was very clear.
In this originally silent void, Zhang Mo couldn't help but be startled by such a sudden movement.
The spiritual tentacle seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then, from the extremely distant depths of the starry sky, a powerful, cold, and evil spiritual power roared in like a monster that had smelled its prey.
Zhang Mo was so frightened that he immediately ran away.
However, he didn't run very far when he was enveloped by that powerful spiritual power.
Zhang Mo felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The coldness penetrated his soul and made him feel a deep fear.
This fear originated from the bottom of his heart, making him feel suffocated. Then, he felt a splitting headache, and something cold and slippery was drilling into his soul. The heart-piercing pain made Zhang Mo tremble all over. With a sound, the soul's defense was instantly broken, and he fainted as the world was spinning.
Zhang Mo, who had been unconscious for unknown lengths of time, slowly woke up.
My head still hurts, but it's much lighter.
"What happened just now? Am I not dead yet? Are there monsters? Are there others in the virtual world?"
A desolate, majestic and hoarse voice sounded in his consciousness: "There is no one else, only the two of us."
Zhang Mo jumped up in fright at the sound and looked around in horror. However, he could only see the vast starry sky in the virtual world and those floating balls, and nothing else.
"There's no need to look for it, I've already parasitized in your soul. If no one comes to this virtual world again, I'm afraid I will really disappear into thin air."
The voice sounded again, and Zhang Mo was frightened to death. The fear in his heart made him feel dizzy, his vision began to blur, and his consciousness became a little chaotic.
He tried hard to clear his thoughts and figure out what was going on. By the way, something got into his soul.
He trembled and said, "Who are you? How did you become a parasite in my soul?"
I only heard the hoarse voice sighing comfortably: "Oh, I haven't been warmed by the body for so long. This feeling is so comfortable."
Zhang Mo felt that even if he had the most terrifying dream, he had never dreamed of such a scene. For a moment, his mind was lost and he was at a loss.
Zhang Mo's heart trembled in the void. The voice came slowly, like an ancient echo, with an indescribable majesty, saying: "Boy, I am Emperor Xuanming." This voice seemed to have traveled through endless years, shocking Zhang Mo's soul.
His voice was trembling, with deep fear, and he asked cautiously: "You...are you trying to seize me?" As he spoke, his soul was trembling, as if he could not withstand the pressure.
The voice sneered contemptuously, and the laughter was full of endless arrogance and disdain, and replied: "What use is your weak body to me? How can I, the majestic emperor, look down on your ant-like body?" ?" The words were full of disdain and contempt for Zhang Mo, as if in his eyes, Zhang Mo was just an insignificant ant.
Zhang Mo heard that Emperor Xuanming had no intention of seizing the body, and the tension in his heart eased a little.
He began to look inside himself and observed the scene in Niwan Palace. Next to Dang Kou Dao, he was surprised to see a big red-haired man wearing coarse linen clothes. The big man looked calm. He even got himself a big chair and was sitting comfortably on it.
Zhang Mo couldn't help but ask: "Emperor, I have never heard of your title."
Emperor Xuanming replied leisurely: "Then you must have heard of the Xuanming Yuan Corpse Pill, right?"
Zhang Mo was shocked when he heard this, and a panic surged in his heart. Could it be that this emperor was the person who refined the legendary Xuanming Yuan Corpse Pill?
Emperor Xuanming said lightly: "Yes, that's just a gadget I refined."
The shock in Zhang Mo's heart was beyond words, and he continued to ask: "Then why are you, Emperor, in this virtual world?"
There was a trace of annoyance in Emperor Xuanming's voice, and he replied: "I was beaten and disabled and escaped into this virtual world. Now my soul is incomplete, and I need to use your body to slowly nourish and recover."
Zhang Mo asked cautiously with awe, "Emperor, what is your current level of cultivation?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuanming sneered and replied: "I am at the seventh level of the divine level. If I hadn't encountered that damn thing, I might have survived the thunder tribulation."
After hearing this, Zhang Mo felt horrified. He couldn't imagine the level 7 god level. What a heaven-defying cultivation level that was.
Then, he asked: "Emperor, can't you leave this virtual world?"
Emperor Xuanming sighed: "Now I only have a remnant of my soul and no body. How can I get out? Do you think this virtual world is a place where you can enter and exit at will?"
Zhang Mo nodded, indeed, this place is very mysterious.
"Hey, your little bastard's body is quite interesting. It has condensed 'Xuan Dan', which will be of great help to my recovery." Emperor Xuanming's voice revealed a hint of excitement.
Zhang Mo's heart that had just been relieved immediately rose again. He stared nervously at the red-haired man in Niwan Palace, wondering what the emperor's plans were.
Seeing Zhang Mo's nervous expression, Emperor Xuanming said disdainfully: "It's such a worthless thing. 'Xuan Dan' is a treasure in your eyes, but to me, it's not even a piece of shit. Wait until I warm it up." The soul and soul leave the body, reshape the physical body, and start training directly from the first level of the divine level. What does your 'Xuan Dan' mean?"
Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment after hearing this. This emperor was so powerful and yet he was crippled. How powerful must his opponent be?
The emperor said: "The enemy is very powerful, damn, he is not from the human world, he should be from the fairyland."
Zhang Mo did not express the questions in his heart, but Emperor Xuanming seemed to have seen through his mind and said coldly: "Boy, are you stupid? I am in your soul now, and every move you make , of course I can know when my heart is moving."
After hearing this, Zhang Mo felt a sense of shock, and at the same time he was even more curious about who the opponent was, who could actually make the powerful Xuan Ming Emperor so fearful. He couldn't help but ask: "Emperor, who is that opponent? Is he really that powerful?"
A stern look flashed in Emperor Xuanming's eyes, and he said bitterly: "He calls himself 'Emperor Jue'. This person is definitely a bad person. When I was in the world, although I was a big devil and killed countless people, I also have my own principles." And the bottom line. And I am the 23rd head of the Xieji Sect, but that emperor, he is not a human at all, and he actually wants to refine the entire human world. His mother, my disciples, disciples, grandchildren, and descendants are all in the human world. This bastard It’s simply unforgivable for Dan to do such a thing!”
Zhang Mo was confused. He didn't understand anything about refining the human world.
"Refining the human world is to extract the luck of everyone, not just people, but also the spiritual power of mountains, rivers, vegetation, and replace it. In this way, everything in the human world will be incorporated into his body, and he will control the human world. All power."
"What will that person become?" Zhang Mo asked eagerly.
"The walking zombie has no thoughts and souls of its own. It just has instincts and can continue to reproduce and reproduce, constantly providing him with life, vitality, and all strength."
Zhang Mo felt that today was really not a good day. What he encountered and heard was more horrifying than the last.
Perhaps it had been too long since no one had chatted with Emperor Xuanming. He was actually very talkative, and Zhang Mo gradually understood the general situation.
