Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 491 The eternal flame

Zhen Cheng shook his head, to wake himself up from the shock, and dispel unrealistic guesses at the same time.

There is no second person in the Xuankong Temple, and the arcane magic circle at the entrance must have been left by Zhou Shishi himself.

It is also the extraordinary domain, the use of power.A magician walks from the inside out.First open the door of truth in the body, and then use your own original power to influence the objective world outside more and more easily and proficiently.

Understand-Feel-Influence-Control.Regardless of magic, arcane and spiritual arts, this is the only way for a magician to sublimate himself and gain greater power and realm.

But cultivators are different. They perceive the vastness of the outside world, absorb the spiritual power of the world, and thus accumulate their own meridians and acupoints. They walk from the outside to the inside to develop their own cultivation path.

Like many other energy systems in the body, monks and magicians are self-contained, and their combat power is evenly matched in the same realm, so it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior systems.

But the only thing that is certain is that it is absolutely impossible for a transcendent to embark on these two diametrically opposed paths at the same time.The cultivation effects of the two can be said to cancel each other out.

At least like Zhou Shishi's current state, it is impossible to achieve this state before igniting the divine fire and achieving divine power.

"Looking back is the right thing...You can see clearly at such a young age," Zhou Shishi turned to Zhen Cheng, showing a smile that could scare people into fainting even in a nightmare.

The masked part is rigid and immovable, which distorts the few remaining human flesh and blood on her face into an inexplicable angle:

"Unfortunately... there is no turning back!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Shishi wanted to fly towards Zhen Cheng again.But she had just accumulated her strength and squatted, and before she had time to explode her strength, her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

The resentment that was so strong that it froze time and space rushed to her face, shocking her on the spot, and she was powerless to resist.

Not only Zhou Shishi, but also all the walking corpses in the apse shrank to the corner of the wall or behind the Buddha statue at the moment when this breath appeared, not daring to move.

As if they were not unconscious dead, but recalling the most desperate and terrifying moments before dying.

Girl A is a good person, pure and kind to the rare kind in the world.So Zhou Shi's plan to use her to incubate the grudge did not succeed.

So she turned to the classmate who loved girl A in her heart, the photographer.She used the tragic death of girl A to successfully lure the photographer to indulge in revenge and sin, and merged the soul sacrifice with the paradox.

It is very common for the soul to merge with the paradox, or to be swallowed by it in the heavens and myriad realms.What the gods can't achieve is to keep the soul that merges with the paradox rational and use it for themselves.

On this point, it can be said to be a miracle for Zhen's bloodline to achieve this by sacrificing luck.

Then the photographer successfully fell, and then Zhou Shishi found that things were not as smooth as he expected.There may be twists and turns in the middle, considering that this is Qu Yun's dream, there may even be a Lamarck game intervening in it.

In the end, it became the current situation.I don’t know whether it’s out of kindness or a response to feelings, girl A, or her soul, sacrificed her life and merged with the part swallowed by the photographer, forming the biggest horror in this dream that was buried in the bus.

If Zhen Cheng's deduction is correct, what is actually contained in the luggage compartment under the bus should be the bodies of girl A and the photographer.

Only when the source of the curse and the paradox are fused together can Zhen Cheng in the car feel horrified, as if he has self-awareness, full of malice that is so thick that it can drip venom.

Different from those candidates who came into contact with the extraordinary after being involved in the Lamarck game, Zhen Cheng looked at the entire heavens and ten thousand realms from the perspective of Qu Yun's side from the very beginning.

Of course she knew that the Lamarck game was not a natural phenomenon like Paradox, without good, evil and subjective intentions.The Lamarck game is a purposeful and rigorous system and organization, but she still has no way of judging the purpose.Most likely, Qu Yun didn't know about it either.

So for this experiment against Paradox, the forces represented by the Lamarck game should have taken the initiative to intervene.

And Qu Yun, who stood out from this faction when she was young, represented the current self-contained faction of Blood Candle Castle, and the involvement with the Hanging Temple naturally involved the Lamarck side of the game.

Knowing these circumstances, Zhen Cheng made a huge gamble.Her reliance is incomparable to any creation god in her own blood, and she is very friendly.

The mass of terror in the bus that cannot be seen directly, cannot be understood and cannot be touched is not a simple paradox that has become out of control simply because of the fusion of human flesh and blood, resulting in even more weird phenomena.

It was a paradox that she could not interfere with, as if it had a master.This is something that only Zhen Cheng can perceive in the heavens and ten thousand domains.

And the arm that helped her before, and the arm that sent the white candle, and the personality profile exposed by the blood book on the wooden fish, gave Zhen Cheng the confidence to take a risk.

The indescribable mass moved past him.Zhen Cheng held his breath, closed his eyes, and even the perspective of the fourth-dimensional mage completely converged.

She felt that the horror of this thing, as well as its passive distortion of reality, might have reached the level of the uncoded senior Shabu.

Then, there was no thrilling battle, no earth-shattering revenge, and Zhou Shishi's breath of life in the center of the hall dissipated like incense in the mist.

Incidentally, there are walking dead ghosts full of halls.

The resentment, anger and unwillingness of ghosts are more fragile than paper in front of the real paradox.

In the Buddhist hall, Zhen Cheng was the only living person left.

It's just that her gamble is not over yet.Calculating the speed of the two-in-one paradoxical shadow, and the time left for him to clear the dead line, Zhen Cheng accurately grasped the speed at which the magic circle at the gate of the Xuankong Temple dissipated, and he was already in the current situation.

But it's clearly not over yet.

Clinging to the wall, abandoning the six senses, Zhen Cheng waited quietly like a corpse.Three seconds later, the opportunity she had been waiting for arrived.The old and haggard voice sounded from her heart:

"10 years ago, there was a child who used almost unrelated clues to piece together everything I did. Unexpectedly, today... I met a faster one.

This person has lived for a long time, but it is easy to see evildoers. "

Zhen Cheng responded calmly: "This ending, whether it is a relief for you in reality, or more unwillingness, I have indeed cracked this dream.

Now, it's time for me to reap. "

"Cough~hehehe..." The haggard voice let out a burst of laughter like rubbing bark, and returned:

"Do you think this is in a dream?"

"Isn't it?" Zhen Cheng didn't show much wavering in response to this shocking rhetorical question.

(End of this chapter)