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Uncle Feng gave him an address, but Zheng Kun didn't rush there. Instead, he took a bath, relaxed completely, and fell asleep.
It seems that the world of Weird Dreams, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, has changed, and he really can't let it go if he doesn't figure it out.
It seems that he enters the Dream World every night, but strictly speaking, his time in the Dream World far exceeds the time in this world.
It's just because when he was in the World of Weird Dreams, he directly entered the state of silence, and he couldn't feel the passage of time very much.
Otherwise, why do you think his strength has improved so fast.
Spiritual power has completely taken a leap so quickly. Facing a veteran powerhouse in the mainland like Chilong, he also has the confidence and cards to fight against. Facing Shi Wen, the direct descendant of Maoshan, he dared to capture it brazenly?
Otherwise, how could his innate gossip formation be so slippery? Could it be enough just to rely on Uncle Feng's cultivation experience?
Every time Uncle Feng reincarnates, the memory of his previous life disappears completely, so he can only practice from scratch. How many times can he use the innate gossip formation?
It depends on the time spent in the dream world!
He has completely used the Dream World as a training space.
There is a problem now, so naturally you can't be careless.
Although he has been carrying out boring cultivation activities in the Dream World for a long time, he has confirmed one thing.
That is, this dream space has an inseparable relationship with me, only when I enter it, the time of this world will run, and after I leave, the time of this world should be frozen.
This is the conclusion reached after many verifications.
Now that I have entered the dreaming space, the state of the sudden change should still be maintained in the dreaming space.
He probably also figured out what happened to that zombie Zhu Ji and the blood of their family.
They are just like themselves. Once they fall into a dream after their blood is awakened, they are trapped in the corpse of a walking corpse, unable to break free, and most of the walking corpses are rotten, so they can't see, hear, and say no. When you can't speak, you can't smell the smell, you can't even feel the temperature around you, and your consciousness seems to be trapped in an endless black box, sinking forever, and you will go crazy.
My luck is good, the trapped corpse is not completely rotten, at least there is still a little bit of sight, and there is a glimmer of light.
With the help of this ray of light and his ability to move objects with his mind, he was able to get out.
But don't underestimate this ray of light, that blurred line of sight.
That is the real guiding light!
It is precisely because of that little bit of weak sight and lonely state of mind that he can survive in the dream world. In this sense, he has already cracked half of the curse of the zombie Zhuji, and there are other Half depends on the development of the situation.
Dusky sky, white catkins piled up all over the ground.
The white catkins dancing in the sky have completely disappeared.
Only the white catkins piled up on the ground for an unknown period of time remained, and the whole desert still looked white.
If he hadn't seen the ferocity of these white catkins with his own eyes, Zheng Kun would never have believed that the white catkins, which fluttered in the wind, would have such a terrifying method.
That's just one or two pieces of white flocs falling from the sky, and there are countless white flocs on the ground!
Still standing in place, not far from the forest, the flying catkins in the sky were scattered and gradually disappeared.
Zheng Kun entered the state of silence, his eyes were indifferent and calm, he just quietly watched the flying catkins falling in the sky gradually disappear, and then, it was dawn.
The dim yellow sky became brighter, like the sunrise.
However, this brightness is a bit weird, because the light shining on the earth turned out to be green, green and glowing.
"It seems that I guessed wrong before, this hazy sky is not dusk, but dawn!"
To be honest, he has always liked to sleep late, and he doesn't have much memory of dawn, so he can't tell the difference between dusk and dawn.
Of course, this is not the point, the point is that there is actually a sun in this dream world.
It's also a green sun.
Looking at the green light in the sky, Zheng Kun didn't know what to say.
But the next moment, he didn't want to say anything.
There were subtle gnawing sounds and wing flapping sounds, and invisible and strange power swayed from his body like water waves.
The white catkins around the feet disappeared little by little, as if they had been bitten off by insects.?As if it melted on its own, it just disappeared gradually, it seemed very slow, but it only took a few breaths, with Zheng Kun as the center, within a radius of ten feet, all the white catkins disappeared, revealing the black It reveals the black desert covered by white catkins for an unknown period of time and
Remnants, corpses!
Zheng Kun looked at the desert under his feet, his face darkened.
Remnants of limbs, corpses one after another, some were buried under the black sand, and some were above the sand.
There are corpses, stumps, and even some bloodstains.
Countless corpses, countless stumps!
Anyway, within the range of ten feet cleared by him, all he can see is this kind of thing.
God knows how long these things have been buried under this desert?
However, the flesh and blood that had been buried for an unknown amount of time had surprisingly not rotted, maintaining the state of death.
The corpses here include not only those of humans, but also those of other creatures.
Some he knows, some he doesn't know, there are all kinds of strange shapes, where is the desert where he is standing? It's a graveyard!
He thought for a while, walked ten feet away, and stopped about a hundred feet away from where he was standing just now.
The sound of gnawing and flapping wings sounded again, and another area of ??ten feet was cleared by him.
Black sand, stumps, corpses!
There is no difference from before.
Now it can be determined.
This desert is actually a huge graveyard, who knows how many corpses were buried here.
The green sun in the sky gradually rises
The green light all over the sky sprinkled on the earth.
In his line of sight and spiritual sense, the originally white desert suddenly turned green.
The white flocs covering the black desert spun, and part of the silk penetrated deeply into the desert on the ground, like the root system of a plant, while the other part grew upward and turned green.
White catkins turn green grass!
But if you look closely, you will find that these are not green grass, but green whiskers one by one, and the whiskers are covered with acne, spots, and lumps one after another
And those roots that went deep into the ground were firmly attached to the bodies of those corpses, and he could even see the pulsation on those roots, as if nutrients were being transmitted from those corpses.
The pierced corpse began to shrink, and eventually shrank into dry bones.
After absorbing the nutrients from the corpse, the green grass began to grow "branches and leaves", and some of them even bloomed.
In just a few breaths, the originally barren and desolate world has become colorful and colorful. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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