Technology promotes immortality, electrical appliances lead me to counterattack

Chapter 62 Entering the Illusion
Denyu was still looking for cover, trying to stabilize his body that was swaying left and right with the violent shaking of the underground palace.

Unexpectedly, the ground suddenly collapsed, and a suction force suddenly appeared, pulling her into the deep pit, who was caught off guard.

The picture presented in the eyes of the surrounding people is that the electric plume fell into the pit along with the collapsed ground.

Dian Yu, who fell into the deep pit, immediately wanted to mobilize her spiritual power to set up a shield to protect herself, but before she could react in the future, she felt that her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

Then there was that familiar feeling of powerlessness when the body and soul were torn apart, but he was powerless to contend with it.

She felt that her whole body was in a state of weightlessness, and her soul could only float around like duckweed.

This is the second time she has this feeling, the first time was when she encountered a black hole before she crossed.

Am I dead again?
Is there any chance of reincarnation this time?
Maybe it just disappeared into the sky and the earth.

Denyu was thinking.

If so, can she become a breeze, a breeze of freedom.

The breeze that blows over the mountains and rivers, the breeze that smells the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds...

Before Dian Yu finished thinking, a bright light appeared in front of her eyes.

But she is 100% sure that she is definitely not awake yet.

Because the scene she saw in front of her was definitely not real.

In front of her were rows of smelting furnaces that were blazing with flames, but she couldn't feel the warmth of the ground fire, as if she was just looking at a projection.

These refining furnaces are tall, solemn and mysterious.

She was very much like her back then. In order to earn an extra low-grade spirit stone, she carried a basket of fluorescent stones taller than her, and entered the refining room for the first time to see the scene of the refining furnace.

That kind of excitement and incomparable curiosity filled every nerve of her.

Denyu clearly knew that this was not how he should feel now.

It's strange and real to be able to empathize with this feeling even though you can't feel the temperature of the ground fire.

Denyu guessed that he should have entered an illusion.

As soon as the picture turned, she saw a little boy who was meticulously learning the knowledge of smithing, and he practiced hard in front of the smithing furnace day after day.

His hard work has not failed him, and his refining level is getting better and better.

In several competitions, his refining level stood out, and more and more people knew him.

Gradually, people began to find him and asked him to help refine weapons. Everyone called him 'Master Yanran'.

He was very happy, feeling that his proud refining ability had been recognized by everyone.

He saw that many people relied on the magic weapon he refined to turn dangers into blessings and solve troubles one after another.

The magic weapon he refined is also slowly changing people's lives, ensuring their safety and giving them the courage to explore dangerous places that they never dared to set foot in before.

Later, he went out to practice and made many like-minded friends.

He often gives the satisfactory works he refined to his friends to share his happiness.

The artifacts he refined are getting better and better, and he can even refine spiritual artifacts that people flock to.

His status has also risen, and there are countless people who follow him. The magical weapons and spiritual weapons he refined cannot satisfy so many people, and it has reached the point where it is hard to find one.

However, one day, everything changed!

The magic weapon he refined has attracted countless monks, but not everyone has the opportunity to get it, and some people with unscrupulous minds have the idea of ​​killing people to seize the treasure.

Those cultivators who possessed the magic weapon or spiritual weapon he refined were killed one by one as if they were holding a talisman.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

For a while, everyone in the comprehension world who had bought a magic weapon from him, or accepted a gift from him, was in danger.

His friends were also afraid of getting burned, and began to alienate him gradually.

Later, batch after batch of powerful instruments he refined fell into the hands of these unjust people.

They took the magic weapon and spiritual weapon he refined, burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil, stirring up a bloody storm in the cultivation world!
Countless innocent monks died tragically on the magic weapon he had painstakingly refined and was proud of.

Some people began to denounce him, thinking that the weapons he refined were helping the evildoers.

Instead of getting better, things got worse and worse as time went on.

It was originally a sunny and windless day, but suddenly there was a sound of landslides and ground cracks, and the entire cultivation world could feel the shock.

The worst news has come!
There was an extremist who went crazy, and he did not know where to collect a large number of magic weapons and spiritual weapons that he had refined.

This extremist gathered a large group of people who thought like him, and came to the junction of the two worlds of aliens and demons.

They used the method of sacrifice to induce self-explosion of themselves and spiritual weapons, breaking through the barrier between the human world and the devil world.

The sky seemed to be split open, and the color of the sky and the earth changed instantly!
The demonic energy poured in as if it had substance, and the monks in the small border towns were the first to bear the brunt.

A large amount of devilish energy entered the body before it could be expelled in time, and it mutated with the original spiritual energy in the body.

These people either exploded to death directly, or lost their sanity due to madness, and became walking corpses who could only do violence and killing.

Some monsters also got out of the cracks, rushed to the cultivation world and began to ravage and destroy, and the outer domain became like a purgatory on earth in an instant.

At first, some people wondered if they could take the opportunity to make a fortune.

With the expansion of the scope of the demonic energy, the number of people who became obsessed with demons increased, and more powerful monsters poured in. The threat of death made everyone rest their minds.

The demons on the Demon Realm also noticed something strange, and many demons came after hearing the news.

The few great demon generals in the Demon Realm who are acting independently also got the news. They have been fighting in the Demon Realm for so many years just to seize the territory.

But the demon world is so big, and several demon generals check and balance each other. If they want to continue to expand their power, they will only affect the whole body.

But now there is a new blueprint in front of them, how could they give up this piece of fat.

So the magic generals who wanted to expand their sphere of influence began to dispatch one after another.

They drove the ignorant monsters into the realm of cultivation, causing turmoil, and wanted to turn the realm of cultivation into a second realm of magic.

More and more demon generals participated, and the competition became more and more fierce. Several major demon generals simply sent demon soldiers into the realm of comprehension, trying to forcibly take away the territory.

Seeing that the situation is getting worse and worse, if no measures are taken, the entire cultivation world may not escape the fate of destruction.

Several major sects of Taishan Beidou in the realm of comprehension joined forces to start the battle against demons in the entire realm of comprehension.

And those monks who lost their relatives and friends' homes and regained their lives hated and mourned those hateful monks who opened the realm, but those people were all dead when they sacrificed.

The people who couldn't find an outlet pointed their finger at the craftsman.

　Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, I have never seen any tickets in my life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)