Chapter 850 The Cave in the Projection

After just a few steps, the familiar wind howled over. This is the wind aimed at the soul. If you cannot bear it, you will die. Then there was a drizzle, and the body began to be affected. The most important thing was that a dark winding path appeared not far ahead, and a little girl carrying a red lantern was walking in this direction.

The three disasters in the spiritual world are still familiar.

Standing in the wind and rain, Master Wu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was not a disaster, it was clearly a memory.

The three disasters in the spiritual world were useless to Wu Chong a long time ago, let alone him now. After achieving Taiyi, the three disasters in the spiritual world were just a little bit fresher air for Wu Chong, which was quite comfortable.

In the distance, the little girl with the lantern approached.

The sound also came, and it was still the same as before.

The little girl who originally had a sly smile on her face was stunned when she came over with a lantern.

The smile disappeared, and the small lantern in his hand fell to the ground without even realizing it.

"Are you surprised?"

Wu rushed over and put his hand on the little girl's head. It's still this familiar touch, it was so smooth when I beat it before, but now I hold it in my hand, and my hand subconsciously feels itchy again.

As one of the three plagues in the spiritual world, the Little Girl with the Lamp originally had no emotions, let alone emotions such as panic and memory.

But Wu Chong is different. To this world, he is an existence beyond the rules and is at the world master level. All the rules were made by him, and the traces of his hands cannot be eliminated. So even if the little girl with the lantern is a rule-based being, she will still have memories of him as the rule-maker.

"Let's go. I just happened to come here to find some remnants of my dream. You can help me lead the way."

Wu Chongti took the little girl and walked towards the depths of the spiritual world.

This residual plane is very large, and many areas in it retain the characteristics of the spiritual world. The residual memories of dreams are wandering everywhere, and it will take some time to find them. Just having an acquaintance with you can save a lot of time.

The tearful little girl with the lantern once again recalled the fear of being dominated.

Even the wind in the spiritual world and the rain in the spiritual world dispersed. I don't know if he remembered the existence of the big devil like the little girl with the lantern. In short, he became quiet.

It’s easy to find residual memories in dreams.

Under the leadership of the little girl with the lantern, Wu Chong quickly found a bubble-shaped remnant of a dream. After devouring it with 'Dream Eater', his skills improved slightly.

"Catch more."

After confirming that it was useful, Wu Chong patted the little girl holding the lantern on the head with satisfaction and gave her the task.

In the next three days, two strange figures appeared in the spiritual world.

A strange man was wandering around with a little girl with a lantern, one of the three disasters in the spiritual world, as if he was looking for someone. Many monks who saw this picture buried their heads and made ostriches. Regardless of the man's identity, just the fact that he can bully the little girl with the lantern is enough to show the strength of the other party.

Anyone who lives in the spiritual world doesn’t know the names of the three disasters in the spiritual world. That is an existence that even the top spiritual cultivators fear.

Desert Grotto.

The little girl with the lantern stood in front of the cave and raised her finger.

Wu Chong's eyes swept in, and he sensed a layer of camouflage-colored energy. This is the breath of dreams, the favorite place for monsters from dreams to live. For spiritual monks, any place with such camouflage is a forbidden area and needs to be avoided.

Because dreams have no logic.

Once you enter such an area by mistake, you may never come out again. If you go in, you will most likely be picked up and thrown around by an ant, and your whole body will be useless in that place.

"Look how many fish there are this time."

Wu Chong stretched out his hand and went straight into the camouflage cave.

The smell of dreams that ordinary monks avoid is no different from an ordinary small ditch in Wu Chong's opinion. With his current strength, even if he is pulled into a dream, he will still be the ultimate devil. Taiyi's level makes his consciousness far beyond that of normal life, and ordinary dreams may not be able to hold him.

After putting his hand into the camouflage mist, a gauze-like touch came from his arm, and then Wu Chong touched a few small fish swimming around.

Dream fish.

It is also a kind of dream remnant, which is very useful for dream eating skills.

The dream fish inside seemed to feel threatened and swam desperately trying to escape. However, the cave was only half a person high, and the area where it could escape was very limited. After a while, Wu Chong caught a fish from inside.

He caught a small colorful fish out of it, its tail still flapping the back of his hand.

The splashing water droplets dispersed and turned into thick fog before they touched the body. Slowly, the dreamy atmosphere that was only on the surface of the cave slowly spread outside with the tail flick of the little fish. .

The stones in the surrounding caves were affected and became blurred.

In a daze, Wu Chong found that he seemed to have entered the consciousness space again. The difference is that this time he was not brought in by the ancient god Qi, but brought in by the influence of the dream aura.

After entering the consciousness space, the dream is infinitely magnified.

The little fish that was originally pinched by Wu Chong's hand outside didn't know when it turned into a ferocious monster. When Wu Chong looked over, the monster bit him down and tried to catch the little fish. His entire arm was bitten off.

Dreams are projected into reality.

The reason why monks in the spiritual world dare not come to this area is because they are afraid that they will be dragged into the consciousness space and killed by unknown dream monsters. But Wu Chong just watched quietly, letting the monster bite him on the arm.

Click! !

The teeth bit into the arm and shattered like glass shards, but the arm was unscathed.

"A nightmare can only come up with so much strength. You still have a long way to go on the road to delusion."

Wu Chong exerted a little force, and the fish that had transformed into a monster turned into a small fish again, with an expression of doubt about life on its dull little face.

Who is the monster?

At this moment, Wu Chong, who was about to break through the space of consciousness, heard a song coming from the depths of the cave. This cave, which had no reaction in the spiritual world, had a different reaction in the conscious world.

A song that only exists in dreams?

Wu Chong squinted at the cave in front and did not move.

The hallucinations he is in now are all illusions created by dreams and projections of consciousness. On the surface it looks exactly like the spiritual world outside, but it is just a projection, just like the reflection in the water or the person behind the mirror.

The singing continues.

As time goes by, it becomes stronger and stronger.

Gradually, the fog in the cave in front began to roll, like boiling water.

A strange feeling came over me.

A frequency that he had never been exposed to came from inside. Wu Chong heard a sound of footsteps. He turned around and found that the source behind him had also disappeared, turning into an abandoned air-raid shelter, a scene full of dust. Among them, a long-haired woman in white clothes and a white skirt looked directly at him.

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