I made myths

Chapter 115 Spirit Spring Eyes
"Am I... really dead?"

Wen Qian looked at the ever-shrinking land in confusion. The original valley turned into a small depression in front of his eyes, and the complete appearance of the entire Blue Star came into view.

Only then did he realize that it wasn't the land that was shrinking, but himself that was rising.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help exclaiming: "The continent in the period of the Three Emperors was actually a complete piece, and it occupied half of the entire Blue Star. Could it be said that the continents of later generations were shattered? Countless continents sank into the sky. the ocean?"

Once this idea came into being, it was out of control, and the scene of fierce and cruel battle appeared in his mind:
The ships that cover the sky and the sun, the flames that incinerate the stars; the divine light that reflects the universe and suppresses the sun; the sound of the piano that shakes the space and shreds the light; the divine weapons that split the continent, the invisible weapon that carries the faith of endless creatures... all make people excited. , and at the same time feel compassion.

The final consequence of such a battle is nothing more than the death of countless living beings, as well as the death of the entire planet.

"I must live!" Wen Qian thought firmly, he tried to control his body, but couldn't feel anything.

What can be seen in the field of vision is only the perspective that is constantly zooming out, and cannot see his own body.

Just when he was angry, an unfamiliar white paper appeared in front of him:

【Fictitious myths are running, trying to control the illusion of cosmic catastrophe...】

[Failure in charge...the charge rate is 50.00% three. 】

[Unlocking abilities - all the abilities possessed by the host can be used normally. 】

[Unlock ability - the idle third template can be used normally. 】

[Unlock ability - all actions in the host's illusion will change reality, turning nothingness into reality. 】

[Unlock the ability to fail - free to stop and exit the illusion. 】

[During the fictional period, the host cannot communicate with the outside world, and must complete all fictional works alone. 】

[It is recommended that the host find a way to escape from the illusion as soon as possible, and not indulge in the pleasure of changing reality. 】

(Source of news time - Mirage one year ago.)
……

[It is detected that the fictional journey of the host has had a huge impact on reality, and the reward is being calculated...]

[It is detected that the journey of the host is not over, and the reward is ready. 】

(Source of news time - Mirage half a year ago.)
……

Looking at each item one by one, Wen Qian felt calm. He had seen some information about fictional myths before, and he had been thinking about the instructions of the information, including the fact that fiction has become reality.

At the very beginning, fictional mythology had already mentioned this point, but because of the different current situation, it has never been realized.

Now come to the illusion of the period of the Three Emperors... No, it should be said that in the real historical images recorded by the universe, it can really show its strength.

Without many myths, it becomes a myth from the root!With the many abilities accumulated and improved by the future generations of the human race, it will benefit the past martyrs.

It's just that Wen Qian still doesn't understand a lot. What kind of situation is this so-called turning fiction into reality?You can't directly let future people generate new memories, right?That's a bit...too weird, right?

After waking up, people all over the world will remember what they did in their dreams for no reason, and they will treat it as real history, like robots thinking in code, making people think about themselves. What is it, and what is the world like in it.

Wen Qian didn't continue to think, but looked down, and saw the latest reminder of the fictional myth:

[The host's soul power is rising sharply, it has been detected by the cosmic catastrophe, and the strength of the illusion is slowly increasing, please prepare the host...]

"What to prepare?"

Wen Qian was just beginning to be puzzled, and suddenly a strong suppressive force swept across his body, as if he was hit by a huge engineering roller, and someone kept hitting vertically from above.

His field of vision changes, the surrounding things continue to magnify, and his altitude keeps dropping.

In a few seconds, he returned to the deep valley and fell into his body sitting cross-legged on the spiritual spring.

Pfft!
The feeling of returning to the body made him a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't control the suspension of the spiritual energy, and fell straight into the spiritual spring, splashing a splash of water.

He opened his eyes, and the previous fatigue was swept away, which made him ecstatic.

This time, the method of entering the illusion through the bitter grass powder and honing the spirit to improve the soul power, although it failed, it cleared the negative impact of the previous catastrophe, and also provided him with the possibility and hope to escape from the illusion, and fought for him. more time.

"The method of relying on elixir and spirit grass to increase mental strength is useless. The increase is small and difficult to raise. I need stronger energy, such as this spiritual spring."

The dense spiritual spring water around gave Wen Qian a new idea. He dived towards the bottom of the spiritual spring, trying to find its source.

Whether it is aura or spiritual power, they are all manifestations of energy. If you want to break through the illusion, soul power is not the only choice.

On the surface, the Lingquan is only one meter wide, but the deeper it goes, the wider the space becomes, like a huge funnel-shaped underground cave.

The spiritual spring in the depths was colder and thicker, but fortunately it was always transparent. Wen Qian soon saw the bottom of the spring, where a pure white light source flickered.

"How do you feel... so familiar?"

Wen Qian was belatedly aware that the deep valley—the spiritual spring—the light source under the spring—something was missing.

Before he had time to think about it, bursts of resistance came from his face, pushing him upwards.

"It's the water flow. I said how could this spiritual spring be gathered by the small water flows under the four cliffs."

Wen Qian suddenly realized that the source of this spiritual spring was the light source at the bottom of the spring, which continuously released spiritual liquid until it filled the entire underground space, and the surrounding springs were just another small passage in the underground space.

The source of this resistance is precisely because Wen Qian and Wukucao absorbed too much spiritual liquid, which reduced the concentration of the spiritual spring, and the spring began to release more spiritual liquid. It was necessary to make up for the previous defect and fill up the spiritual liquid upwards. It also caused strong resistance.

But this small resistance could not stop Wen Qian from moving forward. He directly activated the four-image vision, and the nine dragons, nine phoenixes, nine-xuan and nine-tigers appeared all over him, roaring and pouring the viscous psychic liquid from the spiritual spring. Shake it up.

Wen Qian followed the trend and was about to suppress Lingquanyan.

Just when his hand was about to touch the light source, a gust of heat, like flames from a dragon, covered Wen Qian's face.

The pure white eyes of the spiritual spring turned red, and the temperature of the surrounding spiritual fluid rose to boil.

Obviously, the spiritual liquid is not water, and the boiling temperature is more than [-] degrees, and it will not stop heating up when it reaches the boiling point.

The scorching temperature soared from a few hundred degrees to nearly a thousand degrees, and it was about to exceed the temperature of the magma, and the surrounding stone walls began to melt
The surrounding stone walls began to heat up, and the psychic liquid at the mouth of the deep valley above splashed all over the place, splashing onto the trees and plants and igniting a fire. The psychic liquid turned into the most abundant fuel, and the entire valley burned in a blink of an eye.

Feng Lengzi and a group of younger brothers dragged Chuan'er and ran out, but how could Chuan'er leave Wen Qian and leave alone?

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