Wu Chong walked over cautiously, and finally saw clearly what this seven-colored point of light was.

A colorful mushroom.

The mushroom is about three feet tall, the cap is rounded, and the pole below is like white jade, crystal clear. The most conspicuous thing is the color on the cap, which is colorful, swirling and stirring together, like a kaleidoscope. The colorful luster that Wu Chong saw in the distance earlier was emitted by the fungus cap on it.

"Mushrooms?"

Wu Chong stopped and took a closer look.

"This mushroom looks quite fresh, I don't know if it can be stewed"

The thought crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

I finally saw a little different color in this pure gray world, which is something that breaks the rules, and this kind of thing is of great value to him now.

The cap swayed, and the colors on it kept glowing outward, as if it were attracting something.

At such a close distance, Wu Chong could hear a slight 'crackling' sound, and something that could not be seen by the eyes was swallowed by the mushroom cap. The colors on it are more conspicuous, and the color seems to drip off the cap.

"The wind and laughter?"

Wu Chong had a guess.

The mushroom should be the wind and laughter he heard before. These two things also have a form, but he can't perceive it.

This mushroom in front of me is a very good thing, because it can eat those two things.

This is the most important material for Wu Chong at the moment!

Before entering the door, he had guessed that the world behind the door would affect his five senses, and even his perception and consciousness. It's just that from the moment he entered the door, he hasn't encountered any enemies, and there are no gatekeepers behind the door.

It's like an abandoned area, and he's the Forsaken.

"It's good to be able to feel it."

Wu Chong reached out and grabbed the mushroom and plucked it.

The process went very smoothly, and there were no changes, so it was easily in my hands. The mushroom also has a strange touch, not a plant touch, but a smoothness similar to silk.

"It's quite heavy, it doesn't look like a mushroom at all."

Wu Chong weighed it with his hand, the quality of this thing was the same as that of an iron block, and it was very heavy to start. The palm is larger, judging by weight, at least 300 catties.

He carefully followed the edge of the cap and peeled off the seven-colored skin on it. At this moment, the damage of the fish skin coat he was wearing had increased again, and the appearance of mushrooms was just the right time for him to provide new materials.

Mobilizing the force, a line of streamlines appeared on the cap.

Soon, a brand new fungus coat came out, mixed with Da Luo-level power, which made this skin look even more exaggerated, just pinching it in his hand, there was a feeling of wanting to struggle out.

"Can this still make you run?"

Wu Chong was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that the human skin drawn with mushroom skin would give birth to consciousness on its own without him giving it. It's weak, but it's pretty good.

Full of spirituality, it is the best goods!

Grabbing the fungus coat, Wu Chong directly put it on top of the fish skin coat that had already corroded most of it.

The character image has changed, from the previous cold bald man to a middle-aged man with vigorous hair.

After wearing this layer of skin, Wu Chong only felt that the blood in his body seemed to have changed, the direction of circulation was deviated, and there were a few more meridians in his body that did not exist.

He tried to move his eyes, and noticed that the world he saw was different.

No longer the monotonous pure gray world before, with the blessing of the fungus coat, he saw something that he hadn't discovered before. For example, on those stones, there are a lot of reddish particles floating on them at the moment. The 'crackling' sound of the mushroom eating it was made after these particles exploded.

These particles are like living creatures, swaying every once in a while, making strange sounds similar to the sound of wind and laughter.

"Are these stones plants?"

Looking at the dense blocks of stone in the distance and the long reddish particles on them, you can roughly guess what this thing is.

Wu Chong tried to observe with his consciousness, but under the effect of the fungus, he saw more clearly.

The object he had previously seen as a stone had layers of fibrous roots underneath, and these fibrous roots, like pale red particles, would not be visible by normal methods. Or, in other words, all the life that comes in from outside the door is not visible.

Thinking of this, Wu Chong turned around and picked up the mushroom that he had peeled off just now.

It was found that the mushroom had turned into a fluid, and the mushroom stem that was like white jade before had now turned into a brown liquid, which was constantly circulating back and forth, without a fixed form.

"What a quirky place."

Wu Chong thought about it, put the peeled mushrooms in his sleeve, and continued to move forward.

With the assistance of the fungus coat, Wu Chong successfully found a way. The road was also paved with red particles, and he couldn't see it at all.

Walking all the way along the road, after walking for about a stick of incense, Wu Chong saw a big mountain.

The mountain is densely covered with pale red particles, and the dragon-like fibrous roots below are densely running through the ground, which looks quite spectacular. This is a stone that has grown to the limit, and it also indirectly proves Wu Chong's guess that those stones before were really plants.

At the end of the road, it stretches under the stones.

Wu Chong walked over and found a collapsed passage.

The entrance to the cave has been buried by rubble, and it is full of reddish particles, and some broken marks can be faintly seen, as if they were deliberately left by their predecessors.

Wu Chong walked over and took a closer look, assembling a few marks.

It's a pity that he doesn't know these marks, and he doesn't know which forerunner left them.

Dropping the stones, Wu Chong briefly cleaned up the passage, sorted out an entrance half a person high, and bent down to get in.

Entering the cave, inside is a closed chamber, pitch black.

Fire!

Wu Chong picked up a stone and delusionally imagined a flame.

In the light of the fire, he could see the scene inside.

A square secret room of about ten square meters.

There is a row of cabinets on the wall, which are covered with dense labels. The text is a type that has never been seen before, and the bottle that was originally placed on the top of the cabinet does not know where it went.

"Huh?"

Wu Chong walked to a spot in the corner of the wall, where he found another mark.

This mark he recognized.

The mark that I had seen countless times in the Great World of the First Demon before was a unique mark of 'Wilderness'. This surprised Wu Chong, he thought that this old brother was dead, but he didn't expect to enter the ultimate gate. Sure enough, these guys who are in front of them are not easy people.

"Damn the disciple of the 'sleeping fairy'!" What is 'Immortal'? ”

The mark left by the desolate was very simple, but it allowed Wu Chong to get some useful information.

That's the fairy!

The world behind the door has 'immortals'.

(End of chapter)