Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

The picture was distorted. When Wu Chong opened his eyes again, he found that he was still lying on the deck chair in the yard.The shadow on the grape trellis covers the face, matching the temperature in the afternoon, giving people a drowsy feeling.

"Out?"

Wu Chong looked at the grapes in his hand, the water droplets on them hadn't fallen yet.

In the blink of a millennium, there is nothing more than this.

After his consciousness returned to his body, Wu Chong had a new understanding, and he could vaguely hear the angry roar of the silhouette.

"The power just now."

Wu Chong recalled the whole process of being attacked before, and he found that his sea of ​​consciousness was dull, and there was a mysterious ash covering the sea of ​​consciousness, which made his consciousness clouded.

"A joint attack by the five world masters? The Sea of ​​Consciousness can still be used like this."

He subconsciously touched his chest with his hand.

Blood?

Was it projected from the sea of ​​consciousness?

The severe pain came back instantly, and after a crisp 'click', his chest collapsed.Not only that, but there were also bloodstains from the stone hammer on his right face, and half of his head was deformed.

Blood dripped down the wound, and he, who was originally unscathed, suddenly entered a state of being seriously injured and dying.

In the memory, a series of memories about the injury surfaced.

he got hurt.

He was injured by a stone hammer, but there was no murderer in his memory.This obviously violating memory actually appeared in his mind, one can imagine how brutal the power of the five world lords joining forces is.This time, the reaction was a little slower, and if it didn't work out, it would really fall.Although he won't die, time must be wasted, and the original source will be lost a lot.

"I was never hurt."

Wu Chong pressed his hand on the wound, and the power of delusion emerged.

The extra memories in his mind were quickly replaced by 'delusions', and the injuries on his body also began to disappear strangely.Even the blood stained on the clothes flowed back in some unreasonable way. When the power disappeared, Wu Chong had returned to normal again.

He took a deep breath and stood up.

The muscles and bones of the whole body slowly relaxed, and the body hidden in front of Ling Zhujun was released little by little, and the fierce breath swept across the entire courtyard.

At this moment, everyone standing in the yard felt a little palpitation.

Looking at the account book, Nian Hong's heart tightened, and she hurriedly looked into the courtyard.

In her field of vision, 'uncle' is still sitting on the recliner and eating grapes leisurely, the picture is very harmonious.

The simple use of the false way can give everyone who sees him a "dream" of a reasonable existence. This method is more convenient than the human skin technique in the past.The only trouble is that there is no combat power.

"Teacher, our power in the inner world was attacked. Both the fourth and fifth junior brothers died. The others were also attacked, and they lost contact with me for the time being."

In the middle of the courtyard, a distorted figure was projected from the inner world.

The visitor was covered in blood, his right arm was missing, and he had only half his life left.

This person is Wang Zhong.

During the period of Wu Chong's rest and retreat, all the Black Wind Villages in the inner world were managed by Wang Zhong. The erosion of the world can progress so quickly, and his contribution is definitely not small.

"I see."

Wu Chong said with a blank face.

Silhouette shot very fierce and decisive.After attacking him here, Wang Zhong and others were attacked over there. The two attacks were probably carried out at the same time.These world masters who can gain a foothold in the endless chaos are indeed not easy people, and they are completely different from those masterless worlds.

"There were a lot of people who attacked us, and it was very chaotic. I saw the shadows of the four great innate families, the imperial court, some natives, and even our own internal traitors."

Wang Zhong looked at the teacher in front of him and carefully said everything he knew.

He thought that he was already very close to the teacher, but now it seems that he is still a little far away.Even standing in front of him, he still couldn't see the teacher's strength clearly, and he couldn't even be sure if the person in front of him was the real teacher.

The more powerful, the more desperate.

"Don't worry, eat a grape." Wu Chong interrupted Wang Zhong with a wave of his hand.

This kind of rebellion is difficult for Wang Zhong to understand, and there is an illusion that the whole world is an enemy.But from Wu Chong's point of view, it's very simple.Don't even care about those traitors.

He only needs to slightly modify the cognition of these people, and he can do it with his hands and feet.To put it a bit more exaggerated, as long as Silhouette is willing, he can even change the cognition of these people in the world, and change the goal of their lifelong struggle to another one.

This is also the reason why the planning silhouettes of the four great innate families have never been taken seriously.

Slaughter God?

God knows what this group of people slaughtered when the 'plan was completed'.

Maybe just a rock.

Or a tree.As long as he is willing, he can modify the "god" in these people's cognition into anything.The plan in my mind will also become an arrangement for the "Stone God" and "Great Tree God", without making them feel wrong.To be more rigorous, it can even be traced back to the memory of several generations and thousands of years ago.

When the time comes, he needs some guidance, so he can watch the 'Children of the World' lead these people to carry out a vigorous 'God Slaying Movement'. If he is bored, he can also play a role by himself, such as the teacher of the Son of the World.

In the final analysis, the world is still home to silhouettes.

Even he, the "outer god", suffered a lot here, let alone these ants who didn't even jump out of the world.

"I can't eat anymore, the injury is too serious."

Looking at the grapes Wu Chong handed over, Wang Zhong shook his head.Now he only has half his life left, not to mention the broken right arm, even the sea of ​​consciousness has been broken.If it weren't for the particularity of the false way, he might be dead by now.

"Injury? Have you ever been injured?"

Wu Chong interrupted Wang Zhong, and handed the grapes to him.

"I"

Wang Zhong raised his hand subconsciously, and then he froze.

The severe injury that was originally dying disappeared at some point.Not only disappeared, but even the broken sea of ​​consciousness was repaired, and the right arm was the same as before it was broken. The most exaggerated thing is that even the rotting clothes on his body were repaired, clean and spotless.Everything seems to be like a dream, making people unable to tell the real from the fake.

He subconsciously took the grapes.

It's cold in the hand, and you can feel the veins in the grapes.Putting it in his mouth, the grape juice eroded his taste buds, telling him that all this was not a dream.

Cultivation has improved again!

With a thought in Wang Zhong's mind, he sensed that he was still in the middle of being broken, and the divine realm of the third realm of painting and calligraphy had broken through again. Now he can draw the third "god".

"Take a good rest for two days, go back and call Wang Tong and the others over, and bring back the dead four and five."

Speaking of which, Wu Chong was afraid that they might not be able to find the body, so he added another sentence.

"It's okay if you can't find the body, just bring two pieces of clothes back."

"Yes!"

Wang Zhong reacted instantly and responded quickly.

When I saw the teacher again, the awe in my heart was even heavier.Reverse life and death, defy logic!Is this the pinnacle of delusion?

He was suddenly a little rejoiced that he was the teacher's disciple, otherwise he would have died a hundred times based on his original ambition to become a master. (end of this chapter)