Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

Chapter 14
"The members of the Wang family deserve to die!"

The flame man's face growled, and his eyes were extremely resentful. He wished he could peel Wang Heng's skin, eat Wang Heng's flesh, and drink Wang Heng's blood.

Although Wang Heng felt a little uncomfortable about this, he was not afraid.

After all, the real body of the other party has been dead for many years, and there is only a trace of resentment left in the oil lamp, impotent and furious, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Hehe, it's just my father's defeated general, and he dares to bark here." Wang Heng sneered.

"Little thing, one day I will catch you and crush you to death like a bug." Enraged by Wang Heng's words, the man's face was so angry that his face was distorted, and he made such a vicious oath.

"Even your real body has been boiled into lamp oil. You are destined to be trapped here in this life, and you will never be reincarnated. Why talk such big words." Wang Heng smiled lightly and shook his head, ignoring this obsession.

It wasn't until he moved away from the boiling oil lamp that the growling sound gradually disappeared.

Not only that one oil lamp, but all the oil lamps in this passage are abnormal. Wang Heng suspects that the lamp oil they use is made from the enemy killed by his fairy king father.

Walking through the dark passage, there is always a feeling of being spied on.

The eyes are like poisonous snakes, dormant in the dark, making people feel uncomfortable.

Not all resentments will roar as loudly as the previous existence. They understand that doing so will only bring humiliation to themselves.

Finally, when Wang Heng arrived at his closed room, a stone door inlaid on the wall in front of him began to glow without warning, and then rumbled open.

He knew that this was the secret room that Wang Mian had said belonged exclusively to him, so he walked in.

The space inside is very spacious, complete with various facilities, and has a strong sense of immortality. Every breath you take is immortal.

The practice secret room exclusive to the fairy king's parents and children, you don't need to think about how extraordinary it is.

A stone bed lay horizontally in the corner of the secret room, thick and solid, filled with chaotic energy, and gave people a sense of heaviness before approaching. As Wang Heng approached, he was surprised to find that his closeness to Dao The degree of harmony is constantly improving, that is to say, the efficiency of enlightenment is increasing, and the true meaning of all kinds of avenues is flowing and merging into chaos.

"Could it be that this is a stone bed made of Chaos Stone?" Wang Heng wondered.

He is convinced that if he sits cross-legged on the stone bed when enlightening and practicing, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

This stone bed is undoubtedly a treasure.

Wang Heng went up and sat down, and sure enough, as he expected, the effect of this bed is against the sky, it is of great help to the cultivation of Taoism, and it can sense all kinds of Taoism.

Just a bed is so extraordinary, how magical are other things?
He looked at a stone table, it was very ordinary, nothing special, but if he got close, he could clearly sense that there was an inexplicable substance precipitated from the stone table, which diffused into the void, making people feel at ease, and vaguely felt something. gain.

Wang Heng was surprised, what material is this stone table made of?It can actually strengthen a monk's primordial spirit. Although the effect is not obvious in a short period of time, it is not easy to detect it, but if it accumulates over time, it will be terrifying.

He looked at the stone table again, and there were two fruit bowls, each containing several divine fruits, emitting bursts of fragrance, just one sip would make people intoxicated and unable to control themselves.

Wang Heng thought about it, since it can be placed in his secret room, it means that he can take whatever he wants.

If this kind of divine fruit is placed in the outside world, I am afraid that the monks will fight for their scalps and fight to the death, but in his secret room, they are placed randomly, just like the usual refreshing fruit.

If you don't eat now, you may not have that chance in the future, after all, the decline of the Wang family is inevitable.

Wang Heng could predict the future and knew in advance that his father, the Immortal King, would be severely injured by a foreign land and eventually die, but he could not change this.

Who would believe the "nonsense" of a ten-year-old boy who has never planted a seed?
What's more, his fairy king father went to the border to frighten foreign lands. Such a big event could not be influenced by his few words. Wang Heng knew himself, so he didn't try.

Not only for this reason, he felt that he would not be able to get through in front of an Immortal King. There was no way that the Immortal King's father would discover that he was an "outsider" and not the original soul of his own son.

Wang Heng has always been concerned about this, and up to now, he has no good way to deal with it. He can only take one step at a time, hoping that the success of cultivating the Dao in the future will give him a little bit of confidence to face it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed, he picked up a divine fruit and began to feast on it.

The divine fruit is sweet, rich in juice, melts in the mouth, refreshing and moistens the throat, the taste is extremely good, it is the most delicious fruit Wang Heng has ever eaten.

The most important thing is that this fruit is rich in the breath of life, and it also contains many substances that can benefit the primordial spirit. A single divine fruit can make Wang Heng's primordial spirit sober, and the light in his eyes is shinning.

A large amount of substances that are beneficial to the primordial spirit have accumulated and become Wang Heng's foundation, which will slowly erupt in the future practice.

Opening his eyes, Wang Heng exhaled lightly, full of the fragrance of the divine fruit.

He couldn't help sighing that people are really different, and some people have already stood at a high point that others will never reach when they are born.

Outsiders dare not think about the treatment of the fairy king's parents and children. To the fairy king's parents and children, the incomparably precious divine fruit is just a thirst-quenching fruit, and only the fairy king's family can afford such a luxury.

Feeling that he was still unsatisfied, Wang Heng picked up another magical fruit at random, and in the blink of an eye, he ate only the core.

After quenching his thirst for a while, he turned his attention to the middle of the secret room.

There was a futon lying there, woven from unknown twigs with tender shoots, and it didn't look much different from ordinary futons, except for a touch of green.

But Wang Heng knew that this futon must not be simple. As the son of the Immortal King, the futon he sat cross-legged when he enlightened must have something miraculous.

He came to sit down on the futon, and before he had time to do anything, his complicated state of mind immediately calmed down, like a turbulent lake that became calm in an instant.

Afterwards, Wang Heng involuntarily immersed himself in the state of enlightenment. At this moment, the ancient characters of immortality that he had understood before appeared, floating in his eyes, and all kinds of true meanings of the Dao flowed in his heart.

After a deep level of enlightenment, Wang Heng benefited a lot. He understood what Wang Mian said, if he didn't consolidate it before planting the Tao, he would not be able to plant the Tao flawlessly, and there would be subtle flaws.

He woke up slowly, looked at the futon he was sitting on, and couldn't help rubbing it gently with his hands.

It can help people realize the Tao, this futon is really a treasure.

Wang Heng remembered that Kunpeng, one of the ten evil spirits, had such a futon, which was woven from young shoots of Kunmu, full of divinity, which could make people calm and concentrate, and was conducive to enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)