Chapter 806 Return the Favor

"It's good that your husband knows. I don't necessarily want to interfere with your freedom. I'm just a little worried about your safety." Ling Zhujun, who had calmed down, felt that his tone just now might have been a bit harsh. After apologizing, he left with Nian Hong. .

She rushed back because she was afraid that Wu Chong would be harmed. Now that she was sure that Wu Chong was not in danger, she felt relieved.

Clan uncle Ling Tianyang has been dealt with, and there are still many troubles to deal with in the future. This time Ling Zhujun is ready to take all the power into his hands and never allow anything like this to happen again.

After seeing Ling Zhujun off, Wu Chong returned to the courtyard.

Close your eyes and enter the world of the sea of ​​consciousness again. The world in black and white appeared before his eyes. After his first experience, Wu Chong was able to enter and exit this world skillfully.

He looked down and found that his legs were indeed wrapped in a circle of black weeds.

The weeds he had 'raised' before had now swelled to more than three meters in height, and the white wood grain fire had become extremely strong and began to crazily erode everything around it. The flames representing the grape trellis have been swallowed up by it, and the tree roots like horny dragons are rolling crazily in the yard, swallowing up all the white fire that can be seen.

The black color climbing up Wu Chong's calf is the root of this weed.

After this guy devoured the other white fires in the yard, he actually set his sights on him, trying to digest Wu Chong, the 'benefactor' of enlightenment.

This way of repaying gratitude is really unique!

Most people can't bear it.

Wu Chong raised his right foot, and the sound of rubber bands snapping was heard. He walked over and grabbed the first weed and lifted it up.

In an instant, the black tree roots in the entire yard began to stir.

They circle back like pythons, wanting to defend their own bodies. Wu Chong's arm holding the main body of the weed was even more entangled with dense black roots.

"The backlash caused by breaking the boundaries of life?"

Sensing the tree root's attempt to physically destroy him, Wu Chong's palm suddenly burned with a white-cold flame.

The flame of consciousness.

After the flames were generated, they spread quickly. Amidst bursts of shrill screams, all the black tree roots in the yard were ignited. The flames of Bethlehem have no temperature, and in this sea of ​​consciousness world, there is no concept of temperature.

After a while, the flame burned out.

The roots that lost their energy fell to the ground and turned into white powder.

After the black is burned away, all that remains is gray.

Wu Chong thought and returned to the real world again.

When he woke up, he immediately looked at the grape trellis in the yard. In the world of Consciousness Sea, the grape trellis has been swallowed up by weeds. But in the real world, it is still growing normally and is green.

After Wu Chong attached the 'consciousness' to it, he quickly noticed the difference.

The grape trellis that seemed to be full of vitality had lost its vitality. It's just that the feedback from the real world is not as fast as the conscious world. This 'death' has a long process, which is determined by the transmission distance of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wu Chong turned his eyes to the weeds at his feet.

The weeds next to the deck chair are greener, and the surrounding land is much darker. An abnormal weed, with droplets of crystal clear dew appearing on its leaves.

It was already afternoon, and there was no rain in the air. How could there be dew?

Picking up a drop of dew with his fingers, Wu Chong found that it was filled with rich vitality.

Like the grape trellis, although the weeds were burned to death by him, the energy collected before death did not disappear. After still gathering into its true body, these dewdrops are the energy fed back from the world of Consciousness Sea. To confirm this guess, Wu Chong uprooted the weeds.

It was found that its roots had indeed begun to rot.

For plants no larger than a grape trellis, feedback from weeds comes faster.

"The sea of ​​consciousness affects reality, and the outer world affects the inner world."

Wu Chong's eyes flickered.

He understood the method used by the silhouette to attack him earlier. Now that we have figured it out, the next step is to settle the accounts.

Close your eyes and return to the world of consciousness.

Wu Chong walked out of his yard and took a look outside. The vision was as blurry and dizzy as before. Normal vision can see further away, but this is not possible here, and the vision is also distorted here. Wu Chong's current body was created by his own energy.

"Every time you take action, there will be traces."

Wu Chong raised his hand and looked at his palm. During the last confrontation, he used this hand to crush the silhouette's head. He hadn't played with the logic of the sea of ​​consciousness before, so he ignored it. Now that he looked at it again, he found something different.

Under his gaze, a trace of fine lines appeared on the palm of his hand, which was extremely normal in the outside world. These lines have begun to fade, and if you don't look carefully, they will disappear in a short time.

"found it."

Wu Chong grabbed a strip of skin, and when he pulled it, he sensed fluctuations further away. Just like the fibrous roots of the weeds before, this stripe is also a kind of ‘root’.

He walked forward in the direction.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, Wu Chong immediately felt something different.

The outside world is not Luming County, which is a projection of the real world, but an illusion floating in a pure black ocean. The white debris that occasionally turns up in the black water represents the nodes of the sea of ​​consciousness.

My feet are soft on the black sea water.

The person did not sink.

Wu Chong pulled the veins in his hand and found that the source was still in front of him.

I continued walking on the sea water for about ten minutes, when that familiar wave appeared. Wu Chong stopped. Here was a white bamboo raft floating among the islands.

"Ahem, father is dying."

"Save him, we must save him!!"

Noisy sounds came from outside, and Wu Chong looked down. The sea of ​​consciousness surged, and a swirling projection suddenly appeared. In this projection, he saw an antique house. The area where the scene is located is a side room, and there are two men and one woman standing next to it. The argument just now was caused by them.

There was a person lying on the hospital bed.

This man's whole body was dry and skinny, as if he was about to die.

The lines in the hand were frozen here, passing through the vortex projection and connecting to the hospital bed outside.

"found it!"

Wu Chong showed a smile on his face.

His right hand suddenly swelled up, and the dark color covered the arm. He pinched the old man who was dying on the hospital bed outside with one hand.

Attack from the world of Consciousness Sea!

This is how this guy took care of him the previous two times.

"So brave!!"

On the hospital bed, the old man who was about to die suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from the mummy-like eye holes.

The light cut through the sky, breaking the shackles of the world, and directly saw Wu Chong in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Unlike Wu Chong, an outsider, for Silhouette, Consciousness Sea was created by him and is his base camp. He could detect any fluctuations inside immediately, which is why Wu Chong took action directly after finding the source.

Fake and false ones are useless.

Retaliating head-on and going back is the best option. Otherwise, if you play games with others on their home court, no matter how many lives you have, you won't be able to lose.