Chapter 216 Fusion of Consciousness
At this moment, Lin Yuanqing was deep in his consciousness.
He was still walking forward in the blood, and the fragments of consciousness around him seemed endless and could not be cleared away.
And there is always only one figure in the picture above. The figure is very blurry, exactly like the bloody figure in the consciousness before.
Sometimes it is a single person, sometimes it seems to be a double image, with densely packed people on it, but if you look carefully, you can see that the shapes of those people are exactly the same.
Lin Yuanqing waved the long stick in his hand again, and the fragments in front turned into particles again and rushed towards him.
Frowning, in his concept of time, at least a week has passed, why hasn't it arrived yet.
The long stick was swung out, and the particles immediately dissipated.
Suddenly, a murmur sounded. This murmur seemed to turn into a supernatural force and broke into the consciousness.
Brother Lin has solved his problem, he has woken up!
"Zhu Heng?" Lin Yuanqing was stunned. This voice was very familiar. It was Zhu Heng's voice, but how could his voice appear here?
After the murmuring sound arrived here, an astonishing change occurred. The blood in front seemed to be pushed away by an invisible big hand.
The road ahead is clear, it seems that the distance has been shortened, and the vague figure is gradually getting closer.
"Zhu Hengdong should have used some kind of supernatural power." Lin Yuanqing reacted immediately when he saw this situation.
The figure in front was less than a hundred meters away from him, and Lin Yuanqing didn't waste any time.
He lowered his body and began to sprint forward. The long stick transformed into consciousness in his hand was held tightly, ready to be swung out at any time.
The changes ahead are still happening, and the murmuring sound seems to be engaged in a supernatural confrontation with the vague figure in front.
The figure is shrinking, and the whispering voice is also shrinking.
Lin Yuanqing was already close at this time. He swung out the long stick in his hand and hit the figure directly. Touch!
A huge sound resounded in this world built with blood. From this figure as the center, the world began to collapse.
The fragments of consciousness that were originally intended to stop him all dispersed at the same time and turned into particles, rushing toward Lin Yuanqing.
The long stick in his hand was swung in a circle to remove all these particles, and then it was swung forward heavily.
Boom!
The collapse of the world became more violent. Lin Yuanqing's figure seemed to be rising infinitely. Gradually, the bloody world was destroyed, and the accompanying murmur also disappeared.
When his consciousness returned, he immediately discovered something that surprised him. His consciousness disappeared.
Then a sea of blood appeared here, and Lin Yuanqing thought quickly in an attempt to figure out the situation here.
“The invasion of consciousness, the sea of blood did not leave anything that cannot be destroyed like the white ghost hand, but instead completely replaced my original consciousness space?”
“No, that’s not right. The direction of my guess is wrong. The consciousness space is only what I imagined, and it only exists in my consciousness. The shape of space will appear inside. In fact, consciousness is invisible. It has no fixed shape at all, so what is its current situation?"
Lin Yuanqing tried to control some of the sea of blood. Then Pian Xuehai seemed to understand his will, constantly changing its shape according to his thoughts.
At this time, the sea of blood suddenly turned into a scene, which was two figures.
Both people were standing, and one of them seemed to be a little excited. He said: "For fusion, you can try to fuse with the ghost in your consciousness, so that your consciousness is equivalent to its consciousness, then you can even achieve The state of immortal consciousness.”
The scene collapsed and the sea of blood returned to its original state.
"Wang Xiaoming may be right. This kind of fusion of consciousness with ghosts seems to be really feasible. So can I really have immortal consciousness now?"
Lin Yuanqing gave up thinking and merged his consciousness with the ghost. Although this could change his consciousness from invisible to tangible, and even make his consciousness become a real ghost, he still felt a slight sense of resistance.
What he has been pursuing is to keep his consciousness pure, or to find his true ghost consciousness in this world, but now
Now that things have happened and he is not the kind of person who blames others, he can only accept it.
Returning to consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw the ceiling. This should be a hotel. Lin Yuanqing made an instant judgment.
Suddenly, a cold breath came from the left. Turning around, I immediately saw a horrifying scene.
A man had a big belly, and blood was gurgling out from under his clothes. This man's eyes were numb, as if he had lost his mind, and he looked very sluggish.
When the two looked at each other, the numb eyes seemed to light up for a moment, and then turned into a deathly gray color, and the vague aura of life on their bodies disappeared.
"Zhu Heng?" Lin Yuanqing was startled. The ghost realm instantly opened and enveloped the room. A tall ghost stood up and overlapped with him.
Without a word of nonsense, the ghost heart ability and suppression ability were activated instantly, the ghost realm teleported, and came to Zhu Heng's side.
Putting a hand on his shoulder, Gui Xin's ability continued to output. Suddenly, the two ghosts who had been revived were gradually calmed down.
But the bulging belly did not get smaller at all. He glanced at Zhu Heng. Although the two of them didn't say anything, they looked at the situation at the scene and what had just appeared inexplicably in their consciousness. Lin Yuanqing could also guess a rough idea of the voice.
“Don’t die.” Lin Yuanqing murmured.
His heart, which had long been emotionless, actually felt a trace of sadness. This feeling was very strange.
It seems that since he came to this world, he has been angry, happy, and confused, but sadness and sadness have never seemed to appear.
This experience is very bad.
A hand stretched out and grabbed his stomach. Suddenly, the flesh and blood was broken open, a humanoid figure was taken out, and the suppression ability was activated.
The thing that was taken out remained motionless for an instant, without any sense of struggle.
The big hole in Zhu Heng's stomach disappeared instantly under the treatment of ghost heart ability, and he returned to his normal appearance.
But Zhu Heng still didn't wake up at all. He didn't even have the breath of a living person. He was dead.
This is the upper limit of Ghost Heart. Although its treatment can achieve the rebirth of severed limbs, it cannot resurrect people.
Lin Yuanqing stopped outputting his ghost heart ability. He looked at Zhu Heng's body, the expression on his face gradually became indifferent, and his eyes became cold and ruthless.
All the emotions inside seemed to disappear at this moment! A trace of scarlet color slowly appeared on the pure white eyeballs.
"Is this a sad emotion? It's been a long time!" A sigh sounded, and the sound was layered, as if many people said this sentence at the same time, which seemed particularly weird.
The pure black color on his body gradually emerged, which was the color of his ghost realm. This color was the ultimate black, as if it could absorb the light of everything around him. (End of this chapter)