Chapter 1115 Let Me Tell You a Secret

Wu Chong's body had been completely submerged in the dark smoke, and he looked like a peerless devil.

The rich and twisted aura kept spreading outwards, eroding the entire space. In desperation, the little old man was forced to open up a new space to isolate the contamination of the power of the 'Nine Thousand Years Old' residual limbs. .

The third floor of the Immortal Mansion has the same structure as a honeycomb.

Countless independent small spaces make up this place, and the little old man is like a hive manager, controlling every small space here.

The place where he and Wu Chong met before was in one of the small spaces.

But now, he lost control of that small space. All the 'Nine Thousand Years Old' stumps sealed inside have come to life. Not only that, some ancient cursed objects have also come to life. The powerful auras are twisted and intertwined, almost transforming the area. It has become a mirage.

Not only that, this black energy is still leaking out.

The space based on the small room in front has begun to affect several small spaces around it.

‘I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it at all! Even space can be eroded’

The little old man was bubbling with anxiety.

He wanted to expel Wu Chong, but he couldn't do it. The other party's energy level is stronger than his. Let alone eroding the other party, he can't even influence him. He could only watch helplessly as the other party dragged the space under his jurisdiction into continuous degradation and fell into the abyss.

Center of Darkness.

Wu Chong felt as if he had fallen into a black lake.

There were countless voices whispering around him, and the hot and violent breath was constantly eroding his body, trying to transform him into a mirage.

It's just that Wu rushed over to grab energy, so how could he be affected by energy. After this energy entered his body, it was quickly sealed and became a reserve food.

He took another sip of the medicinal wine in his hand and turned towards another counter. He remembered that there was also a golden python sealed there, and eating it would definitely help a lot.

"Same race. You are finally here."

Suddenly, a deep voice appeared in his mind.

"Um?"

Wu Chong stopped.

Gurgling!

The black water surged, and in front of him, a twisted asphalt-like sphere bulged from the ground, and then gradually transformed into the appearance of an old human being.

"Are you the toad from before?"

Wu Chong looked at the old guy who suddenly appeared, and sensed a familiar aura from him. This feeling is exactly the same as the toad I saw before.

"For us, form is just an external expression."

As the old man spoke, his form quickly distorted.

First he turned into a human youth, then into a beautiful woman, and finally into a toad, a stone, and a tree.

It can be said to be ever-changing and formless.

The reason why he appeared in front of Wu Chong in the form of an old man was because he sensed Wu Chong's frequency and felt that this image would increase his trust.

"I came out to see you only because I sensed the aura of the same race from you, so..."

"So you're still the same toad."

Wu Chong interrupted this guy's nonsense. It was impossible to fool him with his words. Unlike other immortal monks who were eroded, Wu Chong's consciousness was clear from beginning to end. So he roughly saw the origin of this old guy. Most likely it was the 'Nine Thousand Years Old' who was beheaded by the Immortal Mansion. This kind of existence is inherently between reality and illusion. Even if the form is killed, it is difficult to completely eliminate it.

The Immortal Mansion chose to seal it here just because of this point.

If it were really to be left to the outside world, with the difficulty of being '9,000 years old', it would definitely devour energy from other places to restore itself.

".Toad is just one form I have used."

"Tell me, what's the purpose?"

While Wu Chong was chatting with the old guy, he smashed the counter and continued to eat the contents.

After the initial wave of madness, these sealed objects slowly came back to their senses. Unlike other immortal monks, this guy was not afraid of their energy. So now I don’t take the initiative anymore, I still have to eat it myself.

What Wu Chong was holding now was a big white goose, which was still struggling while holding it in his hand. The boss nibbled it two or three times before killing the big white goose and turning it into his own food reserve.

The old guy who was talking next to him looked at Wu Chong's behavior and his eyes were a bit wrong.

These energies are all his. He spent endless years to accumulate them. He originally wanted to use these energies to restore his body, but now they have been swallowed by Wu Chong. The energy that was swallowed also lost contact with him and was truly divided. This was also the reason why he couldn't help but talk to escape Wu Chong.

If this guy continues to eat it, his endless years of accumulation will be in vain. Is it easy to accumulate so much energy in a completely isolated place like the lower level of Immortal Mansion?

"I can feel the suppressed madness in your body. Do you feel that the way forward is cut off and there is no way forward? That's because the path to the Immortal Mansion is wrong!"

"Many years ago, I was once the Great Immortal Lord of the Immortal Palace. Do you know Ming Zun? The source-level Great Immortal Lord at the beginning of the establishment of the Immortal Palace. He killed three first-generation Saint Lords by himself, and then disappeared. The Immortal Palace's All the monks thought he was dead, but in fact he was not dead, but merged into the mirage.”

When he said this, the old man's face showed a look of reminiscence, as if he was remembering the passing years.

"Ming Zun?"

Wu Chong smashed open another cabinet and caught a large crucian carp inside. When he heard this name, he took another look at this person.

"That's right! I am Ming Zun."

The old man said with a serious face, as if he had revealed a long-lost secret in his heart, and his whole body relaxed.

"You are actually Ming Zun!"

Master Wu looked shocked, and the movements of his mouth accelerated by two points.

Ate another big crucian carp.

"Of course I can't lie to you. The time period when I became famous was six thousand years ago, but before that I was the dream master of the mirage. No one else knows this kind of secret information except myself. When I I joined the Immortal Mansion to go a step further. I didn’t want to find out after research that the road to the Immortal Mansion was fake, and the upper limit was the Source Level Great Immortal! In order to confirm this secret, I spent thousands of years! Just because I saw through this Secret, so I returned to the embrace of the mirage and became nine thousand years old. Only the mirage has a true path to eternity. This kind of eternity is not a false path like the fairy palace. If you are willing to help me, I can Share this secret with you”

Having said this, the old man looked directly at Wu Chong. He believed that no one could refuse this secret.

Especially for strong men at their level, the most important thing is the eternal secret.

"Help you? Do you want me to be nine thousand years old?"

Wu Chong ate several more sealed objects, and the suppressed energy in his body had been transformed from gas to liquid. Especially the broken head and deep origin stone integrated into the body. These two things seemed to turn into two other hearts, re-opening two cycles in his body.

Now it's like he was divided into three and became three main bodies. Each one can practice independently, but the increase in the end is superimposed on him alone.

This way of practicing is like turning on a triple experience plug-in, it is so fast that it is illogical.