Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 70 The End of Consciousness

Clang~clang~clang...

The morning bells echoed through the temple.

Wang Chaling opened his eyes in confusion. The unfamiliar ceiling was somewhat damp, and even some parts were moldy.

He is lying on a bed now, wearing a monk's robe, even on the bed, the monk's robe is very neat, without any wrinkles.

Wang Chaling tried to stand up, but felt that his body was being suppressed by something heavy, and it was extremely difficult to even move a single finger.

Squeak~!

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a little novice walked in with a wooden lunch box. He didn't seem to notice that the person on the bed had woken up. The contents are placed on the table.

After finishing all this, the little novice went to the bedside: "Master Xuanfa, your body has not recovered yet, the host specifically explained that you don't need to go to the main hall for morning classes in the next few days, and you can do it in your room. I will deliver three meals to your room."

After the little monk finished speaking, Wang Chaling suddenly realized that he could control this body, and immediately said, "Okay, you go back first."

The voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

The little novice saluted and said something. Wang Chaling didn't hear clearly, only heard a creak, and the door was closed again.

"Xuanfa... let me directly assume this identity." Wang Chaling propped up his body, leaned against the head of the bed, and sorted out the situation.

There are quite a few beings with supernatural consciousness in the ghost temple, not counting the beings brought in by the ghost king, there are two of them who can be named in the temple alone.

One is the host of the ghost temple, and the other is Xuanfa, that is, the skeleton in the wooden house under the ghost tree, which Wang Chaling now assumes.

In the incident where the Ksitigarbha Temple was destroyed and turned into a ghostly temple, Xuanfa was also attacked by a ghost. With his strength, he could not face the ghost king. can do it.

But in the end he chose to give up, and with his supernatural consciousness, coupled with the bodhi tree that he had cultivated and domesticated for many years, he constructed a small world of consciousness, involving the consciousness of most of the deceased in the temple. Continue to survive in another way.

It is actually not difficult for Xuanfa to achieve this level alone. With Wang Chaling's current strength, although he is not purely supernatural, he can retain the consciousness of other people for a long time.

The key is to resist the constant attack of the ghost king's spirit. Even the bodhi tree is polluted, and it is only a matter of time before the mysterious method is completely occupied.

For example, now, the legs of the skeleton outside are tightly entangled by branches, and the legs in the conscious world cannot walk normally.

"It's the same type of person as Li Jun, even more extreme than Li Jun." This is Wang Chaling's view on Xuanfa.

As for more views, different standpoints, and different personalities, it is difficult for Wang Chaling to judge the other party, and it is difficult to say anything.

Throwing off the quilt and taking a pair of crutches beside the bed, Wang Chaling got up from the bed with some difficulty, and slowly groped in the room.

After all, it is a temple. Although the status and strength are different, the specifications of the single room are not bad.

Compared with the room Wang Chaling stayed in before, there is an extra Buddha statue, a futon, and a small wooden box in the corner.

"Master Xuanfa, I know you can definitely hear what I said. Today's world is facing the threat of spiritual revival, and the sealed and fierce ghosts are gradually recovering. There is a supernatural event that you must be familiar with. The supernatural event codenamed Sacrificial Ghosts One of the hosts is Master Xuanhui. I came to the ghost temple this time to find a supernatural item that Master Xuanhui left in the ghost temple before his death, and to find a solution to the supernatural event. I hope Master Xuanfa can do it Convenience, tell me where that thing is."

Wang Chaling did not lie. With the intensification of the spiritual recovery, the recovery of the ghost sacrifice event will be a matter of time. He should plan ahead and get the corresponding spiritual items in advance, so that if the spiritual event gets out of control, it can be controlled immediately, and even Solve, this is a very reasonable thing to do.

Of course, that is to face the mysterious method.

If he was facing the old monk from before, Wang Chaling would not even bother to say this kind of rhetoric. He is a very "qualified" ghost master, and the spiritual erosion has made him extremely cruel. Great love, but not just a few words can convince.

"Descendants of the Wang family, someone has already told me about you. You don't have to think about taking shortcuts. After these three days of experience, you will naturally get part of what you want. It's only 3 days if you leave it outside. Minutes." A gentle voice sounded abruptly in the room, he paused after saying a word, and then continued: "Of course, you have another way to break up everything in this world, then what you want Part of it will also appear in your hand."

Wang Chaling frowned.

Either way, he can get what he wants, although only partially.

The former needs to be experienced in this conscious world for three days and the outside world for 3 minutes, while the latter needs to rely on one's own strength to break down the entire conscious world to obtain it. The risk of both is not low.

Without thinking for a long time, two souls of the dead appeared beside Wang Chaling, and said politely: "I don't like to hand over uncertain things to others, I can only offend them."

A generation of dead souls came to this conscious world through the medium of the royal curse, and the thick darkness began to spread the moment the dead souls overlapped.

At the same time, the soul of the second generation left the photo, the soul of Wang Chaling's mother possessed Wang Chaling, and the soul of his father stayed by Wang Chaling's side.

Squeak~!

The door was pushed open by a hand.

The darkness and the light occupy half of each side, the hideous and terrifying ghost looms in the darkness, and the solemn and solemn monk stands in the light.

But without exception, their eyes were all on Wang Chaling.

"I don't make it difficult for you. Simply gather all the existences and destroy them all. The things are yours." Xuanfa's voice was as gentle as ever, but it had some other meanings, which made Wang Chaling deeply uncomfortable.

Because when he usually speaks, he usually uses this tone.

Under the seemingly gentle surface, there is a deep arrogance hidden, as well as some conspiracy calculations, which will not happen in normal mysterious methods.

"I've said it all, I don't like uncertain things, Master Xuanfa, can you please shut up?" Almost at the moment the voice sounded, the darkness belonging to the Wang family spread.

Terrifying spiritual erosion permeated every corner of the darkness, and an old man who was so illusory and somewhat unreal suddenly appeared in a corner, and thrust his hands forward fiercely.

A crystal skeleton was held by them (they), and the spiritual attack gradually dimmed the skeleton exuding strange light.

One by one, the projected ghosts and ghost masters crazily crowded towards Wang Chaling, and terrifying spiritual attacks pervaded the crowd.

Under the coordination of the spirit, even if it is a wide-ranging spirit attack, it will not accidentally injure one's "teammates", and the target is directed at Wang Chaling.

A ray of blue light spread, which was inconspicuous in the unique darkness of the Wang family, but the ghost domain did cover the nearby area.

The figure of Wang Chaling appeared from time to time in the mixed group of ghosts and monks. Modification and deception had an excellent effect on this supernatural consciousness. The big head was completely suppressed by a generation of dead souls, and the remaining part of Wang Chaling could be easily erased. except exist. .
When Wang Chaling abused food, the dead souls met the two most terrifying beings in this "world", the ghost king and the old monk.

The consciousness of the two does not really exist in this world, but the ghost king is infecting Xuanfa's spirituality, the old monk and Xuanfa are closely related, and Xuanfa can use his own consciousness to construct the existence of the two.

The whole body seems to exude sacred light, with solemnity and solemnity. This is an old monk who seems to be a real Buddha. His body is completely condensed by darkness, and his distorted face can't distinguish the facial features. This is the ghost king of the ruined Ksitigarbha Temple.

Fighting against the two ghosts that have lasted for hundreds of years, under the supernatural coordination of Xuanfa, they became "teammates" standing on the same front and launched an attack on the illusory old man together.

"Is it because of the daytime?" Wang Chaling casually resolved the projection of a ghost, and looked in the direction of Grandpa and them with some doubts.

The supernatural power of that old monk is much stronger than that of the ghost king.

Endless light and heat left imprints on the old man's body, white mist exuded from the illusory body, and the thick darkness seemed to materialize, turning into chains of seductive souls, tightly entangled on the body of the dead souls.

Fruits resembling human heads condense on the chains. These fruits seem to have life. With every breath, the darkness that belongs to the Wang family around them seems to be breathed out by it, as the food for fruit ripening.

The old man's face was somewhat illusory, with the characteristics of two dead souls at the same time, only a pair of eyes were exceptionally clear, numb and dead, sweeping across the two ghosts indifferently.

Under the influence of the spirit, the crystal skeleton had already turned into a jet-black color, and it was held upside down by the old man. Suddenly, the old man slammed the skeleton on the old monk's body.

The chains on his body were broken inch by inch, and the fruit, which was already the size of a human head, exploded almost at the moment when the old man started to act. Forcibly erased.

The old man stepped forward and took the lead in grabbing the dark and condensed body. His rotting palms were full of corpse spots, and with unimaginable force, he directly grabbed the body into a cloud of black mist.

The darkness that belongs to the Wang family covers the whole body, and the little ghosts and ghosts remaining in the dead soul are perfectly blended with the dark representations. Under the extremely terrifying blessing of the dead soul, they suppress and absorb the ghost king's ghost that mimics them, and turn them into their own.

Under the normal generation of dead souls, this is a difficult goal to achieve, because the part of the ghost difference is too small to be counted. With such a huge gap, it is even more difficult to achieve a balance with the dead souls. In the case of overlapping, this goal has become a reality. .
But it is only limited to such a situation. Rather than devouring the supernatural power of the ghost king, it is better to say that it is absorbing the supernatural power of the mysterious method. The real ghost king is far more terrifying than the current one. It is a real S-level supernatural event. Suppression, but it is difficult to absorb the ghost king's supernatural power with this level of supernatural power.

The spiritual erosion continued to advance, but the old man did not stop because of this. He changed his target and locked on the old monk who had broken free from the suppression of the bones.

The five fingers of Unreal's right hand were clasped tightly on the bald head, and five hollows appeared on the head, and the left hand was claw-shaped, piercing Li Gui's chest.

The endless light and heat were firmly blocked by the darkness covering the surface of the body. The ghost's fist pierced through the illusory old man, and the old man's numb face became more ferocious.

After a while.

The old man withdrew his arm, and the old monk's body collapsed on the ground weakly, with the terrifying darkness still spreading over him.

The dense darkness is raging, and the figures are dissipating. Wang Chaling raised his eyes and looked up. The boundless canopy is covering the sky, and the darkness is almost wrapped around every piece of paper. The tall trunks are full of cracks. That is the trace left by the generations.

The sky above the canopy is also full of black cracks, exuding a strange and ominous atmosphere. This world is about to attract its end.

…………

Wang Chaling opened his eyes, and suddenly felt that there was something more in his hand. He opened his palm, and a rusty key lay quietly in his hand, with a white cloth wrapped around it.

Never mind this.

Wang Chaling first looked at the skeleton on the bed. His legs were still entangled by branches, but they were obviously looser than before, and many branches were withered and dead.

But the upper body is even more terrifying.

The skeleton, which was originally like jade, became extremely pale, as if it could be turned into a powder with a pinch, and the dark green flame in the eye sockets was extremely dim, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

The disintegration of the spiritual world and the plunder of a generation of dead souls have had an irreversible impact on this ghost, and the level of terror has been forcibly reduced.

"It's just to this extent. It's not as good as the ghost in Baishui Town. I still overestimate it a lot." Wang Chaling thought that his evaluation of Xuanfa might be a bit high.

The consciousness world reproduced by the ghost in Baishui Town can be projected by people of the level of the Seventh Elder of the Republic of China. can bear it.

In this world, even the ravages of a generation of dead souls are unbearable.

"Of course, this is not necessarily the case. Maybe the Ghost King Lingyi has taken away too many things. If I still guarantee the state of merging with the Bodhi tree, I will still have a lot of difficulties in fighting, at least it is impossible to solve it so quickly. "

"Before turning my consciousness into supernatural powers, even though I have integrated the consciousness of ghosts, controlling ghosts has a lot to do with consciousness, but my consciousness is still very fragile in nature, and this supernatural power can make up for it a little bit." Thinking like this, father The soul of the deceased stepped forward, covering the eye sockets with his palms, and a faint green flame was forcibly taken away.

In an instant, the upper half of the skeleton seemed to lose its supporting strength, and the pale bones instantly turned into powder, leaving a human-shaped imprint on the bed.

(End of this chapter)