Chapter 404 Scarlet Cocoon
Thinking of this, Wei Huan sent Mu Zhong to bed to rest while looking at the bubbles exhaled by the Yellow Spring God.
The bubble burst, and a trace of memory appeared in Wei Huan's mind. This was the memory of the Yellow Spring God when it was still a child, or a little loach, playing in the Yellow Spring.
Through this memory, Wei Huan felt the purest breath of the Yellow Springs Law. The rushing river in the land of death actually gave birth to the power of life.
At the same time, in Wei Huan's tomb world, the Yellow Spring, which was already flowing across his filthy land continent, became visibly thicker, and more tributaries split off and spread to more filthy land, nourishing the undead sleeping under the filthy land.
Wei Huan's dirty world has officially entered the sixth level.
This also means that the undead in his central area can be upgraded to level six.
For Wei Huan now, a level six undead would be torn to pieces and annihilated before it could even catch a glance from him.
However, what Mu Zhong gained from his one-year retreat was not just a level six undead, but an understanding of the Yellow Springs Law, which led to the direction of upgrading the Impure Land and the future of the cultivation system.
Even when practicing on my own, I never forget to think about him.
Wei Huan looked at Mu Zhong, who was already fast asleep on the bed, emitting a faint divine power. His heart softened, and he gently leaned down and placed a light kiss on his forehead.
For a long time afterwards, Wei Huan's consciousness stayed by Mu Zhong's side and practiced at the same time.
He now has some understanding of the Law of Filthy Energy, the Law of Corruption, and the Law of the Intermediate Level of the Underworld. Among them, the Law of Filthy Energy has made the fastest progress. After all, when he recognized this law, he had already "entered the Tao" and gained the realm. Now he just needs to continue to gain deeper understanding.
At the same time, his main consciousness was absorbing the energy from the transparent mycelium in reverse. The ancient god cells continued to grow stronger, and their strength became visibly stronger.
If Wei Huan wasn't worried about Lan Xing and Xu Qingqiang, he would have said he didn't want to leave such a blessed place for cultivation.
But now he was filled with anxiety, and his worries prevented him from concentrating. Every time after a short period of practice, he would try to open the Silent Channel again, but unfortunately he failed every time.
He was bound by transparent mycelium and couldn't even move his fingers.
I don’t know how long it took, but after being away from the challenging world, Wei Huan’s concept of time began to become a little fuzzy.
All we know is that Liu Chengzhi was dragged along by everyone and finally reached Sequence Eight. The first thing Liu Chengzhi did after reaching Sequence Eight was to cry and shout for the boss. He really wanted to go back to the safe house and lie down until he died. He didn't like cultivation, not at all!
However, Wei Huan allowed others to return to the paradise, but Liu Chengzhi was the only one who could not pass through the portal. As a result, after the fat man finally made a difficult breakthrough, the first thing he wanted was to go back to his big bed and sleep for ten days or half a month.
Wei Huan didn't agree, and the fat man cried to death in front of the teleportation array.
Liu Xiaotian and Mu Zirui came over together and wanted to plead for Liu Chengzhi. Wei Huan did not see them, but opened the barriers between the inside and the outside to let them know the current situation.
Wei Huan's body is trapped and crisis is imminent. Perhaps the current situation is not something that ordinary practitioners can cope with, but it is definitely not the time for them to lie down. In case of a breakthrough, the opportunity for Wei Huan to escape may lie with them?
So all those who had originally felt very accomplished and wanted to come back to rest for a while, left again that day.
This time, Xia Yu and Alfonso also left together, leaving only Qi Jialu still working in her room.
Wei Huan glanced over occasionally and felt that Qi Jialu's cultivation aura was not right, but his cultivation was important, so without thinking about it, he immersed himself in the understanding of the law again.
After some time, Mu Zhong finally woke up.
Wei Huan sensed the aura, so he stopped practicing and turned to look at him.
The man who sat up from the bed looked very energetic, as if he had had a good sleep and stretched out comfortably.
Seeing Wei Huan sitting cross-legged beside the bed, his dark eyes fell on his face. It felt really good to see his lover after waking up.
He leaned over and gave Wei Huan an intimate kiss on the face.
Wei Huan's mouth corners had been tense for who knows how long, and now they were relaxing.
"How do you feel?" Wei Huan asked.
Mu Zhong rolled his neck and shoulders and said, "I feel great. My mind is clear and my body is relaxed. I feel better than ever."
"You have realized the source law."
"Yes, the source law of retrospection, I can already touch the timeline and find the past."
"If you find the source of the source law, you can achieve godhood."
"It's a long process." Mu Zhong was relaxed. He got off the bed and walked to the balcony, taking Wei Huan with him. As they walked, he asked, "How have you been lately?"
Wei Huan looked at Mu Zhong with an indescribable expression.
The experience during this period is not complicated. The younger ones were beaten and then the older ones came. I was trapped in a desperate situation while escaping, but the desperate situation was not absolutely hopeless.
Wei Huan said: "The ancient divine bodies are of the same origin. This place is a forbidden place for the God of Law, but it is a holy place for my cultivation. It's just that the various external factors make it difficult for me to calm down."
Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan, into the depths of his dark eyes, and said for a long time, "Even though you said that, you already have the answer, right?"
Wei Huan nodded: "The catastrophe on Blue Star was caused by the Lord God, and it may even affect the Lord. What can a mere lower-level god like me do?
If Xu Qingqiang dies today and Blue Star is destroyed, then in the future I will use these gods in the sky to sacrifice to them, to terrify them, to make them afraid, and to make them regret what they did today.
Since I am here, I should make the best of it. Since I cannot leave here, I might as well cultivate to become stronger. In the future, even gods will not dare to covet Blue Star. "
Mu Zhong lowered his eyes and pondered, finally nodding: "That's right, hesitation will only bring harm. You and I should concentrate on cultivation. When we break through, it will be time for them to pay the price."
Wei Huan did not tell anyone else about Mu Zhong's progress in cultivation. They spent two days in their own world, waiting to resume their cultivation tomorrow.
As night fell in this paradise, the starry sky was shining brightly. The cool night breeze lifted the gauze curtains in front of the window, carrying a wisp of peach blossom fragrance and falling on the two people sleeping on the bed.
Mu Zhong, who had his eyes closed to rest, opened his eyes in surprise and turned around when he heard a clear voice beside his ear.
Wei Huan actually fell asleep?
How is this possible?
He raised his hand to place it on Wei Huan's shoulder, but when he saw Wei Huan's rapidly moving eyeballs under his tightly closed eyes, and the wisps of divine power emanating from his eyes, Mu Zhong stopped moving his hand again.
"Wei Huan!"
Then he shouted without hesitation.
“Wei Huan… Wei Huan…”
A vague sound came from his ears, but Wei Huan was attracted by the things in front of him and could not hear the shouting from the outside world at all.
He was shocked by the scene before him.
It was a hot and bright red world, with flowing magma covering every corner in sight, and the extremely high temperature burning everything.
He didn't know how long he had stayed in this deepest part. His physical and mental attention, every hair on his body, seemed to be pulled so that he could only sense the front.
It was an indescribable, nameless, cocoon of flesh, beating like a heart. Its surface was covered in translucent, ovoid protrusions, and within each follicle curled a humanoid creature—those creatures had the outlines of Blue Star humans, but with sixteen octopus-tentacle-like nerve bundles extending from their spines, their ends connecting to the synapses of the neurons on the inner wall of the flesh cocoon.
"Bang!"
As the cocoon contracted, all the creatures in the follicles opened their eyes simultaneously. Their pupils were compound eyes that kept splitting apart, and Wei Huan saw countless copies of himself in them, twisted and cut into countless pieces.
"Wei Huan..."
"Wei Huan..."
Tens of thousands of voices overlapped to form Mu Zhong's call.
Wei Huan's stiff fingers twitched, as if touching some kind of switch. He was pulled back by a huge force until he suddenly opened his eyes.
When he woke up, he saw Mu Zhong looking at him anxiously.
"Were you dreaming while sleeping?" Mu Zhong looked into his eyes and said affirmatively.
"Yes." Wei Huan nodded.
This is a terrible thing.
Gods do not need to sleep, let alone have nightmares. Often, such situations have some kind of foreshadowing and will inevitably reveal information about the future.
"It would be great if Dou Lin were here." After listening to Wei Huan's detailed account of his dream, Mu Zhong stood up uneasily. "What is that flesh cocoon? Is it a future enemy? Or some hidden danger we can't foresee?"
Mu Zhong thought of something and said with certainty, "Perhaps the Lord to whom the Lord of Flesh and Blood is loyal just observed you and caused your reaction."
Wei Huan nodded.
This is indeed the greatest possibility.
Only the existence of higher laws can make a god feel fear. If a great and terrifying master had just explored him with malicious intent, he might indeed have such a reaction.
Wei Huan said, "I plan to continue practicing."
"Okay, I'll try to find out what you saw in the past."
"No." Wei Huan grabbed Mu Zhong's hand, "Don't look back at the gods, even me."
Mu nodded: "I know, I want to help, how can I help you?"
Wei Huan wanted to say no, but looking into Mu Zhong's eyes, he thought for a moment and said, "Continue catching loaches, but don't force yourself."
"good."
The death of the God of Yellow Springs made the Yellow Springs Laws ownerless. In his search for the past of the gods, Mu Zhong could not only master more source laws, but also find fragments of the Yellow Springs Laws for Wei Huan.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Wei Huan's spiritual consciousness went to the boundary of the world inside his body again.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and there were huge changes here. After the ancient god cells absorbed sufficient homologous power, each one became extremely full and round, just like a fat man who had eaten his fill. There were no ancient god cells that had not been fed fat near the border of the world, so Wei Huan decided to replace them with a new batch.
The ancient god cells cannot move on their own because they are entangled by transparent hyphae. These transparent hyphae are always filled with gurgling power, just like the original, like infusion tubes, constantly injecting power into the ancient god cells.
It is not difficult to remove them, but these entangled ancient god cells seem to have been infected by the "inertia" of the transparent mycelium, and are lazy and unwilling to move.
Wei Huan spent a long time removing this batch of temporarily "full" ancient god cells and replaced them with a new batch of ancient god cells to continue absorbing.
Each of the "full" ancient god cells weighed more than 20 tons, and there were as many as 30,000 of them. The weight of this batch of evolved cells alone made Wei Huan feel as heavy as a mountain.
And in his body, there are billions of ancient god cells. If all of them reach this weight, his own mass must be larger than a world. This is why the ancient god's body is huge and his physical strength is terrifying.
Wei Huan also had a hunch that this was not the limit of what the cells could accommodate, but that he himself had reached his limit, and now he could only absorb so much.
Wei Huan sent the strengthened ancient god cells to various parts of his body and distributed them evenly.
He also thought about whether he should increase the strength of his hands so that the corrupted spear he swung could directly tear through the lower divine realm. If he placed it on his legs, his speed of attack or escape would be terrifyingly fast.
But in the end he chose to become stronger in all aspects.
The main reason is to leave here as soon as possible. If you want to break free from the entanglement of this transparent mycelium, you must use all your strength to leave.
He will come back after he has dealt with the things that concern him. This is his blessed land for cultivation.
Not long after Wei Huan finished all this, Mu Zhong woke up from his retreat again. After seeing him, he handed him another golden loach.
"It's much faster this time." Wei Huan praised.
Mu Zhong said, "The first time is strange, the second time is familiar, so it will naturally be much faster."
"Want to rest?"
Mu Zhong handed the loach to him, and the loach spit out a wisp of yellow smoke again. Wei Huan absorbed the yellow smoke and tapped it into the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows. The Yellow Spring in the sea of consciousness continued to grow stronger.
"The dirty world has become much more powerful." Wei Huan said to the expectant Mu Zhong.
Mu Zhong smiled: "That's fine, I'll rest for a while and continue practicing when I get up. You go and do your own thing. I'll call you if there's anything."
"Okay." Wei Huan stayed with Mu Zhong until he fell asleep before leaving to practice.
For a while, the two of them practiced in tacit understanding.
Mu Zhong practiced the law of retrospection, and the results would bring Wei Huan an understanding of the Yellow Springs law. Occasionally, he would hold the time-related godhood brought by Wei Huan in his hands and examine it, making rapid progress.
At first, he had to take a break every time he obtained the Time Seal of the God of the Underworld. Later, not only did the intervals become shorter, but he no longer needed to rest.
Just move forward steadily, heading straight for the core of the source law.
Mu Zhong didn't know the time, he only knew that Wei Huan was trying hard to break the impasse, and the people under his protection were also practicing steadily. Although except for Liu Chengzhi, the professions of others had reached the top level, their realm was very different from when they came.
Even Liu Chengzhi is slowly moving towards Sequence Nine.
Wei Huan was very strict with Liu Chengzhi, and he was the only one who could not cross the portal. So every time everyone came back to reunite, they would bring some of the food back to Liu Chengzhi. Liu Chengzhi ate so voraciously that he cried, but the determination in the depths of his eyes was something he had never seen before.
After saying goodbye to everyone that day, Mu Zhong's residence welcomed a rare guest.
Qi Jialu came over.
She said straight to the point: "General Mu, are we in trouble?"
Mu Zhong glanced at the direction everyone was leaving. He knew that this matter could not be hidden from everyone, so he said to her, "Come in and tell me."
When I saw Qi Jialu again, her mental state had changed a little, and she seemed much calmer and more composed.
She sat opposite Mu Zhong, picked up the white porcelain teacup and took a sip of hot tea. When she put it back on the table, she found that the cup was full again.
"The means of God." Qi Jialu said.
Mu Zhong smiled: "It's the law of time."
"Are you about to become a god?"
"It should be soon."
Qi Jialu's eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at the sky: "So a long time has passed."
Mu nodded. "It's been a long time, 13 years. We got the time mixed up here because we were facing a difficult situation."
"Even if we worry about the gods' plight, we have no idea how to solve it. I feel the passage of time is due to your achievements."
"Yes, the result of cultivation is a timeline. It is impossible to achieve the result without the process, so you can see through it." Mu Zhong looked at her deeply and said, "You want to see Brother Qiang, right?"
Qi Jialu is very smart. She said, "That's what I was thinking just now, but now I know the answer."
Mu Zhong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I ask you something? You and Brother Qiang?"
Qi Jialu was silent for a long time, then said, "We both had a bright future, but we greedily wanted something better, so we hurt so many people. I don't want to give up, but I can't enjoy it with peace of mind. I'm punishing myself, and so is he."
Mu Zhong opened his mouth, then closed it again: "I understand."
Mu Zhong couldn't comment on this relationship that sounded like a tragic love story with all kinds of misunderstandings. He and Wei Huan had been determined to be with each other from the beginning. They were not greedy and just loved each other and worked hard for their future.
Perhaps it is a bit bland and boring even in historical records, and the phrase "deep love between husband and wife" is probably just mentioned in passing.
But he loved this kind of simple companionship.
Mu Zhong sent Qi Jialu away, and recalled the conversation with many emotions in his heart. With a thought, he activated the law of retrospection. This time, he did not fish out the Time Seal from the underworld, but raised his hand and shot into the air.
A vague figure appeared in the void.
But before that figure could fully appear, another figure appeared beside him even faster.
It’s Wei Huan.
He tried to search for the imprint of time in the body of the god, and immediately alarmed the god himself.
But when Wei Huan appeared, what he felt was not shock or anger, but helpless indulgence after doubt.
Then the blurry figure that was about to disappear gathered together again, and a 12-year-old boy walked out of the void.
The boy was wearing tattered clothes and looked at Mu Zhong with confused eyes. His dark eyes were filled with fatigue and sadness.
His wet hair stuck to his forehead in wisps. His lips were pale and he was shivering as he hugged himself.
Mu Zhong didn't expect the boy to appear like this. He looked at Wei Huan and then at the boy, his eyes filled with heartache.
Wei Huan just sighed, without any attempt to stop him, just looked at him like that.
Mu Zhong walked forward, half squatted down, and gently lifted the boy's hand. There was a faint trace of blood in the mud between his fingernails.
He took the boy's cold hand in his palm, rubbed it gently with both hands, and said carefully as if he was afraid of blowing out the candle: "What's wrong?"
The boy's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. He looked at Mu Zhong but seemed to be blind. He just stared at the empty space in confusion, his eyelashes trembling. He murmured for a long time with tears in his eyes, "Mom..."
"You..." Mu Zhong wanted to say something, but the boy disappeared like smoke. Mu Zhong's hands were empty, and he turned to look at Wei Huan.
Wei Huan raised his hand and sent a trace of divine power over, wrapping the dispersing smoke until it disappeared.
"Going back to the gods' timeline, even with their permission, comes at a price. I used my divine power to erase this time. Don't do it again next time."
Mu Zhong asked, "What's wrong with you? How old were you? What happened?"
Wei Huan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I can't remember. It should have been shortly after Challenge World arrived, after my mother passed away."
Mu Zhong clenched his fists.
Many people died when the Challenge World came, and 70% of the children became orphans at the same time. The rest mostly came from single-parent families. There are no more than 10,000 children like Mu Zhong who have both parents in the world.
Mu Zhong is very lucky, so he understands better how difficult life is for orphans who have to survive alone without parents. He also knows why Wei Huan, who was abandoned by his surviving father in such a painful environment and had to face everything alone, always hated his father Wei Jinhong.
Wei Jinhong is about to die of old age.
Because of Wei Huan, he had no worries about food and clothing, but he was just a bird in a cage, covered by gorgeous golden threads. He was not a canary, but just an ordinary sparrow.
After Wei Huan led the Blue Star Legion, defeated the Dark Beast Civilization, and won the Challenge World victory, Wei Jinhong's life reached its peak, eating, drinking, and having fun to the fullest.
But by the time Wei Huan became a god and ascended to the divine realm, Wei Jinhong had already grown tired of enjoying himself, and only then did he think of achieving immortality through cultivation.
Unfortunately, his channel to enter the challenge world was closed. Having lost his channel for advancement, Wei Jinhong's career level was forever stuck at Sequence Four.
This level can only allow him to live another twenty or thirty years. Before long, he will die of old age.
When Blue Star had entered the Age of Gods, had its own gods, and became the most prestigious civilization among all races, it seemed like the good days had finally arrived, but Wei Jinhong was about to die of old age.
Mu Zhong couldn't say that he didn't sympathize with Wei Jinhong, but his position would always stand firmly on Wei Huan's side. Even if he couldn't understand it, he would always support any decision Wei Huan made.
Until this moment, he saw with his own eyes the boy he had fished out from the long river of time, walking in front of him in a shattered state.
He felt like he was going to break into pieces too.
She turned around, said nothing, and just hugged Wei Huan tightly.
Wei Huan patted Mu Zhong's back lightly, without any intention of blaming him.
My wife just wants to see him as a child. Is there anything wrong with that?
It is also his responsibility to help his wife resist the backlash of the law.
There is never any calculation or right or wrong between them.
Mu Zhong calmed down and then remembered to ask, "Is there any backlash? Is the backlash serious?"
"Yes, it's okay." Wei Huan said.
"How good is it?"
"Maybe four or five hairs were pulled out."
"Hiss, it hurts a little."
"really."
"Then let me blow it for you?"
Seeing that Mu Zhong was holding his hair and was really going to blow on his head, Wei Huan wanted to say that it was just a metaphor, but later he realized that Mu Zhong just wanted to tease him, so he smiled and lowered his head, and followed his advice.
Mu Zhong stood on tiptoe and left a precious kiss on the tip of his hair.
Wei Huan hugged Mu Zhong's waist tightly, and when he looked up, he started from his chin, kissed his lips, nose tip, eyebrows, and finally fell back to his lips, feeling the softness.
Mu Zhong raised his head high, stretching himself out completely as if offering a sacrifice. His trembling eyelashes on his closed eyes fell like feathers on Wei Huan's heart.
Wei Huan's gaze slid down, looking at his slender white neck, he felt inexplicably thirsty, opened his mouth, and greeted it...
Suddenly, illusions appeared before my eyes!
A huge, throbbing red cocoon...
Hot and sticky molten lava...
Countless follicles seemed to contain human embryos from the Blue Planet...
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
This time he saw more clearly, so clearly that he could see the divine patterns finely engraved on the red flesh cocoon, and the countless overlapping sounds emanating from deep within the flesh cocoon.
"Wei Huan..."
"Wei Huan..."
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