Deconstruction Weird

After seven days

In a dilapidated small room, Chu Dong's body was lying on the bed, but his soul was floating in the air. His palms seemed to be distorted, constantly changing between virtual and real, while Huang Shu stood beside Chu Dong, not squinting. Standing.

As a ghost, there is no possibility of betraying the master, so Chu Dong always let her stay by his side when he cultivated Feishengshu, and occasionally he could give a few words.

"Young patriarch, your performance in communicating with you in the soul world in terms of your soul control talent is completely different...

Logically speaking, if the soul can live forever, this control of the soul should have been mastered long ago.

Young patriarch, you have gone wrong again, this is not right. "

Chu Dong gave Huang Shu a white look. He didn't communicate with any soul world at all, and he relied on natural recovery. This was the same as his cultivation and acquisition of soul formation, and his talent was really average.

But diligence can make up for the clumsiness. Chu Dong’s cultivation doesn’t need to rest. He keeps trying and looking for the so-called thoughts. In fact, if you count it this way, Chu Dong’s talent is not good, but the cultivation speed is still very fast, just like Chu. Dong drove a classic car on the highway. There was no need to stop to refuel. It could run for 24 hours a day, while other cars on this road still had to spend more than half of their time refueling every day.

He has finally touched some thresholds now, and can now control his own soul to undergo a certain degree of transformation.

[Cultivation data collection has been completed]

[Can be guided and repeated experience]

The self-awareness that Chu Dong can look for is that the probability is a little low, so after he can succeed, the brain starts to collect the physical data of the success, and can re-experience the feelings of each success to Chu Dong. This is also true. It's a shortcut.

And Huang Shu, who was standing next to him, began to fail to understand. She stared at Chu Dong with wide eyes, because Chu Dong's hands were constantly deforming, and she failed repeatedly in the first second, and in the next second she was better than her. Be proficient, which makes her unable to understand.

But this is only the guidance of the intellectual brain. There is no intellectual brain after entering the soul world. Chu Dong has to remember this feeling. It is only half a month later that Chu Dong finally completely grasped this so-called divine will. Separate.

In the past half month, the Huang family quietly returned to normal. The purchase that should be purchased, the Life of the Life, as if nothing had happened before, but the curse really stopped completely. I'm afraid the shop is going to close down.

But today Chu Dong finally decided to try to enter the soul world to see, this threshold has been stuck on him for almost a month.

Huang Shu stood beside Chu Dong a little worried and said, "Young patriarch, do you really want to try? Although entering the soul world can be infinitely visualized, I still want to remind you that it is really unsafe."

"I know, I know, you say it every day, I'm tired of hearing it, I can go to the underworld, what's so scary about me?"

Chu Dong sat on the bed and began to try to communicate with the soul world. Zhi Nao also did research. The principle of communicating with the soul world and changing the frequency to the underworld and ghosts is the same, but the frequency of the underworld is the same, and the fluctuation of the soul is It is the frequency of a period of change, and this combination of changes is really impossible to find the key by brute force cracking.

In the past, Chu Dong searched for the Yin Realm, like a total of 100 numbers. He tried them one by one, and one of them was always right, but the frequency of the Soul Realm was a key, and it was a key with dozens of digits, so it needed to be arranged. If they are combined, it will take hundreds of years to try violently.

As Chu Dong continued to adjust the fluctuations of his soul, an unprecedented traction appeared. In the next second, Chu Dong's Hun and Po disappeared, but Chu Dong has completely come to another world, an unprecedented one. The feeling appeared, it was comfort.

In the past, Chu Dong could only find this feeling of fullness when he was visualizing, but now every second, he opened his eyes and saw a bustling street, which was eight meters wide and could accommodate. The next four carriages were driving side by side.

The streets are full of people, the sky is dim, it is late at night, but here is brightly lit, the market is not closed at night, this kind of prosperity makes Chu Dong feel that he has come to a certain commercial center, a scene that can only be found in a particularly prosperous city. .

These people's clothing styles are very different, and everyone is different, but these people's faces are all exactly the same, their eyes are replaced by a piece of flat skin, and the other facial features are all there, almost carved out of a mold.

Chu Dong is now squatting in the middle of the street. No one looks at him or cares about him. From time to time, there are some strange knocks, screams, and the sound of Yingying and Yanyan attracting guests. Prosperous and wealthy. This is Chu Dong's only impression.

He stood up and looked around. The street was a kilometer long and more than one street. It was surrounded by a city full of shops, but how could a city be made up of shops?

Chu Dong turned around, thinking that it would be the end of the city behind him. After all, the commercial street in front of him was already long enough, but this turning around directly stunned Chu Dong. An extremely large and strange building appeared. In front of him.

It was a mountain-like existence, and all kinds of strange buildings were put together in a twisted manner. This bunch of buildings formed a mountain and went straight into the sky. It seemed that there were at least thousands of shops. . The house should have been straight up and down, but the building in front of it looked like it had some buildings stuck on a mountain, all kinds of twists and turns, even rotated 90 degrees, the whole house stood upright.

Looking at the figures in the buildings, they walked very steadily, as if gravity no longer exists. The gravity of those people is based on the buildings under their feet, and Chu Dong can only use one for the life of the people on the mountain. Words to describe, drunk and gold fans.

Red light, green light, golden light, and colorful lights. This mountain is much more lively than the street below. It is so lively that Chu Dong doesn’t know how to describe it. The streets are full of hot foods, delicacies of mountains and seas, but if you look carefully If you do, you will find that those delicacies are all made of people.

The pink wine turns into a waterfall from the top of the mountain and flows directly to the foot of the mountain. A few hundred meters away, Chu Dong can smell the enticing aroma of the wine. This layer of pink wine accumulates in a ring at the foot of the mountain. The lake, the lake water blocked the people from the mountain from going up the mountain.

Pedestrians on the street come and go. When they reach the end, they will fall into the layer of pink wine, then slowly melt, the flesh disappears into white bones, and finally sinks slowly to the bottom of the lake. These people seem to be irrational, they just Walking on the street, walking from beginning to end, then fell into the wine lake and melted away. The meaning of their existence seemed to be Death.

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