In the Blade

Wu Zhao and his friends finally decided to go out with Du Chengfeng.

Strictly speaking, Du Chengfeng had never let Wu Zhao go out. After all, he had personally experienced the destructive power of the Yin people. If Wu Zhao was really let out to have fun, who knows what would happen outside. Although this chaos might not necessarily affect Wangyou Township, Du Chengfeng had always stayed in Wangyou Township and did not let Wu Zhao run out for the sake of doing good things.

However, this time was an exception, mainly because it was too close. The entrance to Taoyuan Township was right at the gate of Wangyou Township, and it might not even be counted as going out of the gate.

"But this peach forest, I remember I burned it once?"

Du Chengfeng, who had come out of Wangyou Township, looked at the large peach forest in front of him, frowning slightly.

"Why did it appear again?"

"This one is not bad, look behind us."

Dalang Wu Zhao pointed behind him.

In that place, the underground river of Wangyou Township was supposed to be blocked by a rock, and the swordsman Wu Zhao and the yellow dog Wu Zhao were drilling out of the thick rock wall. Half of their bodies were still stuck in the rock, but they could still drill out easily. It was so weird.

"The boundary between imagination and reality, part of Wangyou Township has been covered."

The swordsman Wu Zhao stood up and looked at the rock wall he had just drilled out, and even reached out to touch it.

The rock wall is a rock wall, and it feels like stone. The cold and hard feel is absolutely impossible for people to pass.

"No wonder those villagers walked into Taoyuan Township before..."

Du Chengfeng also understood at this time why those Wangyou Township people who came back actually took the wrong road - it turned out that they didn't take the wrong road at all, but the way back was blocked from the beginning. What else can those confused Wangyou Township people do except find another way?

Then another entrance appeared in front of them.

That was the entrance to Taoyuan Township.

"I see, it's really similar."

After looking at the narrow entrance, the faces of the two Wu Zhaos darkened. It was obvious that the two human-shaped Wu Zhaos hated this narrow entrance - only the yellow dog Wu Zhao walked in happily, without even turning his body.

"Come in, this place is really interesting."

The yellow dog Wu Zhao who entered the crevice actually spoke human language.

"I've lived for so long, and I didn't expect there would be such a place."

After hearing the words of the yellow dog Wu Zhao, Du Chengfeng and the other two Wu Zhaos also went in. But when they got into the crevice, what appeared in front of them was not the yellow dog Wu Zhao just now, but a person with a dog's head.

"It's not evil spirit, it's the power of imagination."

The yellow dog Wu Zhao roughly demonstrated it.

Although there was no fluctuation of evil spirit on his body, the yellow dog Wu Zhao easily switched back and forth from human body to dog body, turning into a dog for a while, and then into a dog-headed man, which was dazzling.

"It has something to do with the environment itself."

The swordsman Wu Zhao made a judgment immediately.

"This environment is not so real, it is closer to fantasy, so the power of imagination will become stronger here..."

Speaking of this, swordsman Wu Zhao raised his hand and wiped it, and a bronze axe appeared in his hand. Then he wiped it again, and the bronze axe suddenly had a long handle and turned into an axe.

But swordsman Wu Zhao still felt it was not enough, and raised his hand again, and the majestic axe turned into a ball of hot bronze juice out of thin air.

"So powerful?"

Du Chengfeng was stunned.

You know, the things he made in Wangyou Township also needed to rely on Ruan Shantao's ashes as a medium of trust, but now, this swordsman Wu Zhao can make things out of thin air without any medium, which is simply...

"Wait, I have a question."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng suddenly looked at the yellow dog Wu Zhao.

"Then why didn't you change your dog head back? Don't you like it?"

"... If we hadn't fought before, I would have killed you today and eaten your body alive."

The yellow dog Wu Zhao's face darkened immediately.

"You like to ask so much, don't you have a head?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

Da Lang Wu Zhao, who was amused by the humor of the yellow dog Wu Zhao, explained.

"Although the power of imagination has been enhanced here, it still follows the rules similar to the ghost in the heart. He uses the body of the yellow dog, so naturally he can't firmly believe that he is not a yellow dog. Being able to change into a human body is already the limit of what he can do."

"Imagination..."

After roughly understanding what Da Lang Wu Zhao said, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Imagination is really an interesting thing, especially in this world of strong idealism, in this world where a firm will can really change reality-although theoretically, in such a world, it should be taken for granted that one's wishes come true, but how to make one's will firm has become a huge problem.

Just like the famous example of "Don't think of an elephant", when the will needs to be actively firmed, it already shows that the will is not so firm.

Will is water, thoughts are waves, waves push water, bringing up layers of ripples.

Will is too easily affected.

"But it is not possible to be completely unaffected."

After hearing Du Chengfeng's sigh, swordsman Wu Zhao shook his head.

"It's actually very simple to isolate the influence. Just don't listen, don't see, don't hear, and don't care about those fluctuations... There are indeed many examples of this. All madmen are like this, but which madman can live a long life?"

"That's right."

Du Chengfeng nodded.

This is true. He has killed many evil madmen himself, so he has a clearer understanding of this point. Those evil madmen may still be the kings and the hegemons in their own small range, but once they encounter those who are stronger than them in the outside world, they will often be beaten back to their original form on the spot, or even crushed to death with a slap.

"As long as you are still alive and sensible, you must absorb information and intelligence from the outside world."

Dalang Wu Zhao made a summary.

"Maybe these things will indeed disturb the will, but they can also enhance the will itself in turn..."

"In short, being able to absorb is a good thing, and not being able to absorb is a bad thing."

Du Chengfeng nodded.

"So that's how it is. Those barbarians lost like this. I thought..."

"Wait a minute?"

At this moment, all three Wu Zhao turned their heads and looked at Du Chengfeng.

"You just said, barbarians?"

"What is that?"

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