The person fell to the ground hard and was torn into pieces.
A normal person would definitely be dead, but Wu Chong's consciousness was still there. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what exactly.
“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 clearly.
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 I will still have some memories. Speaking of which, if I hadn't met you like this, I would have almost forgotten you as a person."
After saying that, he ignored Zhang Qiang and flew down the highway bridge.
This scene frightened Zhang Qiang who was behind him even more.
"Ghost!
"
Walking on the street, Wu Chong's clothes seemed out of place with people of this era. Some pedestrians on the road stopped curiously when they saw him. He chose to ignore all these comments.
At this point, he was gradually coming back to his senses.
This kind of encounter may not only be a simple influence of interdimensional forces, but there may also be a disaster approaching immortality.
In Wu Chong's memory, there were three disasters and nine calamities in becoming an immortal.
His path is not very serious, but he is heading towards the end, and any disaster he encounters will be over.
"That's it."
Stopping, Wu Chong did not move forward.
"Uncle, are you engaged in performance art?"
A student stopped curiously next to Wu Chong and boldly touched his hair. His lifelike expression was exactly the same as that of a real person, or in other words, the other person was actually a real person. But compared to Wu Chong at this stage,
For now, truth and falsehood are no longer important.
Walking on the street, Wu Chong's body gradually glowed with a layer of white light.
The originally flowing world was frozen bit by bit in his perception, and finally turned into a completely still painting, and he walked out step by step. As he went away, this modern picture also
It fades little by little until it finally disappears completely.
Opening his eyes again, Wu Chong found that he was back in the interlayer again.
The land was still dark and empty all around.
He took another look at the properties on the panel.
Wu Chong exhaled a breath of turbidity. He didn't even know how strong he was now. He only knew that if he met Ming from before, he should be able to suppress it with one hand. At this point, he would be completely invincible in the Great World of the First Demon. Even so.
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.
He put this thing away after he caught it. He originally wanted to put it in the Black Wind City to be kept in captivity, but then the power increased too suddenly, so the matter was shelved.
As soon as the giant monster appeared, it began to struggle violently.
In the interlayer, the giant monster possesses the power that is infinitely close to that of the First Demon. Even if the demon god who activates the true demon body comes in, it cannot suppress it. However, this level of power is basically not enough for Wu Chong now.
"Throwing the whole thing into the alchemy 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.
Then he saw Wu Chong stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground.
The power of Wudao was quickly integrated into it.
'You are the alchemy furnace.'
The originally dark and ordinary ground quickly lifted up and became taller in a way that was beyond common sense under the influence of the power of arrogance. But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a real alchemy furnace.
Wu Chong is infinitely close to becoming an immortal, and his methods are becoming more and more mysterious.
"fire!"
Wu Chong stretched out his hand and knocked twice on another piece of soil. The soil actually burned and released a large amount of heat energy.
During this process, that strange state emerged again.
This time it was a strange attack in the corner of his vision, and the distorted picture tried to drag him into it again.
But this time, Wu Chong interrupted him in advance.
Hit it with one punch.
The distorted picture that was just born exploded like a glass mirror.
These twisted worlds are not the real 'world', but his distracting thoughts. He just used violence to crush one of his thoughts, interrupting his sinking in advance. But this is a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.
Because his distracting thoughts are endless, and there are as many worlds as there are distracting thoughts.
Thoughts are endless and the world is endless.
In the concept of cultivating immortals, one only needs to concentrate and meditate and abandon distracting thoughts. Strong cultivators of immortals will cut off these distracting thoughts in advance, cut off the worldly connections, and achieve the state where everything is like a stupid dog.
Wu Chong is not.
The path of Zhanchenyuan has never appeared in his setting.
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 got to where we are now.
In his path of cultivating immortality, there is no concept of being pure and abstaining from desires, nor is there any such thing as cutting off the mundane world and not being involved in cause and effect. From the perspective of Buddhism and Taoism, Wu Chong himself is a huge trouble, and the cause and effect on him
, distracting thoughts were like a spider web, densely wrapping him in it.
Therefore, it is useless to rely on a pure heart and few desires, so he is going to use the most common simple and crude method to force it through.
elixir.
add a bit!
The giant monster struggled desperately in his hands. However, 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 furnace increased rapidly. During the process, Wu Chong skillfully threw the spare items in the baggage, the looted items from the compartments, and all the energetic items in his hands into the furnace.
Only the treasure bead that was snatched from the Demon God's Tomb was left.
"Condensation!"
Wu Chong didn't know any alchemy techniques, and the alchemy path he created didn't have such a thing. Looking at the shaking furnace and the interstitial monsters that were constantly colliding inside, he slapped the surface of the furnace with his palm.
With a 'buzz' sound, a palm print was made 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.