Chapter 374
Cheng Hui encountered a very special monster.
Although the void is filled with endless monsters of all kinds, the ones he encountered were still the weirdest ones among them.
He encountered a phantom tree.
This is a plant that can only grow in the void.
The endless void provides it with endless energy, allowing it to grow freely, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. It is said that the largest phantom tree ever recorded is comparable to a middle world.
The Phantom Tree is named after the word "illusion". The area covered by the tree canopy can form a real illusion.
The most special thing about the Phantom Tree is that its growth is closely related to intelligent races. After all, only the fully developed brains of intelligent races can support the formation of illusions.
When Cheng Hui saw the Phantom Tree for the first time, he was really shocked.
In the void, there was a huge tree that blocked out the sun and sky, and under its dense canopy hung densely packed bag-like things.
It is so densely packed that it looks like a tassel from a distance. Only when you get close can you feel the horror of trypophobia.
Each sac is more than one person tall and is evenly distributed under the tree canopy. The sacs are bright green and translucent, and you can see from the outside that there are many races inside.
There are humans, goblins, and even ghosts. This phantom tree accepts almost all creatures that have the ability to think, and all of them can become its nutrients.
However, what surprised Cheng Hui was that this phantom tree was essentially an opportunity.
Because the Phantom Tree and the intelligent creatures within it have a mutually beneficial relationship.
The Phantom Tree requires their brains to think and imagine, so as to create a perfect illusion, and these people can live in the illusion and satisfy their regrets.
At the same time, their bodies can absorb energy continuously through the silk threads above the sac.
The energy transformed by the Phantom Tree is a very pure energy. It is equivalent to having a beautiful dream and improving your cultivation. No one would dislike such a good thing.
If it weren't for the fact that the Phantom Tree can only grow in the void and cannot enter the small world, I wonder how many people would want to raise one.
It is rare to come across such a wonderful thing, so Cheng Hui naturally doesn't want to miss it. He looks at Lin Qingqiu with a questioning look.
Lin Qingqiu had no objection.
After being together for nearly a hundred years, the anxiety in his heart has been completely wiped out by this long-term companionship.
This time, the two of them took a break from their busy schedule and planned to go on vacation to another world. Unexpectedly, they encountered a phantom tree in the void.
A hundred years have passed, and great changes have taken place in the Xuanheng Realm.
At least now in the areas under the management of the Demon Palace, ordinary people can have enough food and clothing, and receive basic compulsory education.
Even though what Cheng Hui taught in school were only the most basic skills, and they couldn't even be cultivated to the foundation-building stage, it still brought about earth-shaking changes in the lives of ordinary people.
As more people learn knowledge, more talented people will emerge.
Cheng Hui also paid special attention to the development of basic disciplines, and as a result, he accidentally discovered a large number of "talents".
When the first wooden warehouse-type magic weapon was made, even Lin Qingqiu was shocked.
He witnessed with his own eyes a mortal wielding the "wooden cannon" and killing a Foundation Establishment Stage demonic beast with a single strike. Later, dozens of mortals, armed with weapons, attacked a Golden Core Stage demonic beast. Although a few incidents occurred, resulting in two mortals being rescued by the cultivators in control, with minor injuries, their success still astounded him.
What surprised Lin Qingqiu the most was not anything else, but the fact that the person who developed the magical instrument "Wood Cang" was just a mortal. This was simply unbelievable.
Since then, Lin Qingqiu has paid more and more attention to Cheng Hui's "Science Academy".
Although he originally attached great importance to it, the reason he attached importance to it before was because Cheng Hui paid attention to it. At most, he loved the house and loved the dog because of it. But after seeing the various inventions of the Academy of Sciences with his own eyes, he realized that the world of Xuanheng Realm was about to change.
Even if these weapons still cannot compete with monks, but... what about the future?
Who can guarantee that these mortals will not invent more powerful weapons?
Lin Qingqiu seemed to be enjoying the fun, so he arranged for people to protect those "scientific researchers", while he took Cheng Hui on vacation, intending to go back in ten or eight years before taking a look. He didn't know what his territory would look like by then.
Hey, he is a demon cultivator, why should he worry about these things? That should be the job of those old guys from the righteous path, so he won't worry about it for them.
Lin Qingqiu thought irresponsibly, then he and Cheng Hui walked hand in hand towards the Phantom Tree and placed their hands on the trunk.
Soon, two silk threads hung down from above and tentatively wrapped around their bodies.
Lin Qingqiu picked one up casually, then hugged Cheng Hui tightly.
The remaining silk thread was quickly woven around the two people to form a huge bag. There were several similar large bags under the tree canopy, but not many.
After all, illusions are very strange. When there is only one person in it, the illusion is centered on this person. If this person is willing, he or she can become the "destined protagonist" of the entire illusion. If two or more people jointly constitute the illusion, it is hard to say what will appear in the illusion.
Therefore, except for some special cases, there is only one person in most bags. Obviously, most people prefer to be the center of the world rather than the supporting role of others.
When the last thread completely sealed the two people's sacs, through the translucent sacs, one could see the two people sleeping soundly.
At this moment, a void storm suddenly appeared not far from the Phantom Tree.
In a flash, the void storm appeared from nothing, suddenly grew larger, and swirled towards the phantom tree.
The Phantom Tree refused to give in. It waved its branches and lashed the Void Storm frantically. The two were in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, the Void Storm that came and went without a trace suddenly disappeared, leaving only an angry Phantom Tree in its place.
When the Phantom Tree finally calmed down, it was shocked to find that some of its sacs were rolled together in the process of its fight against the void storm.
The silk threads hanging above the bags spontaneously tangled together, rolling up more than a dozen bags.
The Phantom Tree looked at the oversized sac and the whole tree froze. Then, it carefully used its branches to try to untie the silk thread, but unfortunately failed.
Obviously, such delicate work cannot be accomplished by branches.
If the silk thread cannot be untied, it means that the bag cannot be separated, and the person inside the bag will appear in the same illusion.
The Phantom Tree thought for a while and decided to give up.
It's just a tree, why bother it?
It's all an illusion anyway, so it doesn't matter where you live, right?
As for unbalanced nutrition... Hey, since you can't beat others in the illusion, it's only natural that your energy is taken away, right?
The Phantom Tree silently watched as a certain unlucky guy in its pouch lost the silk thread above his head at an extremely fast speed, then suddenly woke up and looked around in confusion.
The Phantom Tree glared at him with some disdain. Intelligent life is also divided into levels. The more bizarre and complete the illusion is, the more feedback it can provide to it, and the more beneficial it is to its evolution.
The guy in front of him was obviously the kind of guy who could only create simple illusions, act tyrannically in them, and enjoy life. That was why he was caught off guard and was eliminated so quickly.
The Phantom Tree shook its branches and threw the still confused guy out.
Looking at the sac again, the energy thread that was originally connected to the unlucky guy had been connected to the sacs of the two people who had just arrived.
The Phantom Tree looked at the two sleeping people with a little anticipation, especially Cheng Hui.
The entire illusion was shaped by his consciousness, and the Phantom Tree was also very curious about what this person would eventually do in his own illusion.
What is Cheng Hui doing at this time?
He is fighting.
Just a few days ago, he woke up from a fantasy world and looked at the familiar environment around him with a rare expression of surprise.
As he spoke, he had imagined what his fantasy would be like, but he never thought he would see such a scene.
He woke up in his bedroom.
Standing in the open space of the dormitory, there was no one around, a neatly folded quilt was on the bed, and the room was very clean.
Looking at the familiar scene, Cheng Hui felt a lot of emotions in his heart.
He has been living in this dormitory since entering university, but he never thought that such a simple and ordinary dormitory would make him feel that things have changed and people have changed.
"Hey? Cheng Hui, you're awake." Someone pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Cheng Hui, he stepped forward and wanted to touch his forehead. "Let me see if the fever has subsided."
Cheng Hui took a step back reflexively, avoiding his touch without leaving a trace. "I'm fine now," he said with a smile.
He didn't recognize the man in front of him. Judging from the familiarity he seemed to have with him, he should be his roommate. However, he clearly remembered the three buddies who lived in the same dormitory with him, but this man was not one of them.
Could this be a character created in Qingqiu's consciousness?
Cheng Hui thought.
"I'm glad you're okay." The man didn't think much of it. Knowing Cheng Hui's fever had subsided, he picked up the basin and went to the bathroom to wash up. While brushing his teeth, he said vaguely, "I told you to take it easy. It's not that you can't work, but you should at least take care of your health. If Zhou Fei hadn't discovered your fever, you would have gone out sick. What if you fainted? Health is the capital of revolution, buddy!"
"Okay, I understand." Cheng Hui smiled gently.
Although I didn't know this person, his tone and attitude gave me a sense of familiarity, and they were quite similar to those of the dormitory leader.
Cheng Hui even suspected that this person was created based on the boss in his memory.
Cheng Hui looked at the calendar on the wall. It was almost the time when he died in the car accident. If he guessed correctly, the car accident should not have happened in the illusion. In other words, he is now an ordinary junior student.
Thinking of this, Cheng Hui's mouth twitched.
Being a student means taking exams and eating, and he doesn't have much money in his pocket.
He had tried it just now. Here, his strength was greatly suppressed and he could not use magic, but his physical fitness was still very good, at least three times that of an ordinary person.
He had a vague understanding that if the world he created had extraordinary powers, then he himself would also have corresponding abilities. Conversely, if the world was ordinary, then he would just be an ordinary person with a strong body.
Since we have to spend some time in the fantasy world, we definitely cannot do it without money.
Cheng Hui found his bank card, took his cell phone, said hello to the boss, and left the dormitory.
He went to the bank and checked his deposit balance. Looking at the pitiful five-digit number, he fell into deep thought.
For a college student, saving a five-digit amount by working part-time is actually considered pretty good, but... this amount of money is totally not enough.
Cheng Hui did not forget that he came to this fantasy world for vacation. He didn't care about it, but he couldn't let Lin Qingqiu suffer any injustice.
What can you do with tens of thousands of dollars?
From a living perspective, it can be used for a few months, but if you go out for a trip... hehe... everyone understands.
"So...how do I get the money?" Cheng Hui was worried about his bank card.
There's a joke that goes, the fastest way to make money is written in the criminal code, but... Cheng Hui can't get over the hurdle in his heart...
Even though he knew this was an illusion, he didn't want to act too recklessly. Some things could be done secretly, but there were some bottom lines that must never be crossed.
"Just think about it slowly, you'll figure it out eventually." Cheng Hui said to himself and bought two roujiamo on the way.
This Roujiamo restaurant near the school has been open for many years. It tastes authentic and is reasonably priced, and has always been Cheng Hui's favorite.
After going to the world of cultivation and eating so many delicious foods, Cheng Hui still occasionally thinks of the taste of roujiamo.
It can only be said that in his relatively poor life, this economical and affordable roujiamo really brought him many good memories.
On the way back, he deliberately went to the school's artificial lake and stared at the shimmering water for a while.
He has already entered the illusion, but the question is... where is Qingqiu?
He didn't know whether Qingqiu could adapt to this world. After all, to him, this was a completely unfamiliar world, and he had no magic. Lin Qingqiu was so beautiful, would he encounter any danger?
It would be fine if I didn’t think about it, but the more I thought about Cheng Hui, the more worried he became.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that even if he couldn't use magic, Lin Qingqiu was not someone anyone could mess with.
Even Cheng Hui, a Nascent Soul cultivator, has retained some of his physical qualities, and Lin Qingqiu, a Spiritualization cultivator, can retain even more.
"Help! Ugh…"
While Cheng Hui was worrying about the lake, he suddenly heard a woman's cry for help from the nearby woods, but the voice was quickly drowned out.
His eyes turned cold and he quickly rushed into the woods.
This is a dating spot for students, and young couples go on dates here every night.
The saying that throwing a stone into the water will startle countless mandarin ducks is not an exaggeration.
But today, even though someone was calling for help, the grove was eerily quiet, which gave Cheng Hui a bad feeling.
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