Omnipresent God of War: Three Hundred and Forty-Five True Realm Part 1

Many years ago.

Wei He has already heard of the real person, the sense of inscription, and the truth.

At that time, he thought everything was the same as the cultivation, cultivating, and immortals he had heard of in his previous life.

Thinking that the real world is a magical realm full of weirdness, fairy tales, Taoism, and demons.

But now, he knows he was wrong.

Crack...

The door opened slowly.

Wei He looked forward.

Slowly bloodshot eyes appeared around his pupils. The dense bloodshot eyes, like smoke, constantly flowed in his eyes, lingering, and unsettling.

A ray of light shone in from outside the door.

Slightly harsh.

Wei He narrowed his eyes and adjusted his eyes to the light.

He had touched many things with his left hand a long time ago.

In the super-sensing state, many things that he can touch with his left hand are different from what he imagined.

To be exact, it's completely different.

So, he has certain guesses and fantasies in his mind.

And now, he came out of the quiet room.

In the quiet room, there is his continuous spread of the majestic Real Power, purifying and expelling everything, not the things that Real Power belongs to.

So in the quiet room, he still couldn't see much.

Only come out....

Wei He blinked and opened the door completely, making it bigger.

A slight breeze, blowing in, slid across his cheeks, bringing refreshing icy coolness.

The Wei family mansion has now moved to Tiandao Island.

Although the island is large, the territory is limited, and it is impossible to give him too much space.

Therefore, there is only one large house in the Wei Mansion.

There were more than ten rooms in the Wei He family, Wan Qingqing mother and son, and several old women who were responsible for cleaning the house.

The entire house is square.

Wei He's quiet room is located at the end of the square, next to the study.

When leaving the quiet room, it is the corridor that connects all the rooms in the entire mansion.

The corridor is curved and twisted, and the structure above is similar to a grape trellis, which is simply shading.

When people walk around, there will be green vines above their heads, which are fresh and pleasant.

These vines also have fruits similar to grapes, but more of them are vines with strong vitality similar to creepers.

They are scattered all over the cloister, blocking the projected sunlight into tiny stars.

Wei He stood in front of the door. He thought that the first thing he saw was a curved corridor full of little sunlight.

There will be a faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of green plants, floating into your nostrils, mixed with the smell of sunlight.

This kind of environment is the most comfortable.

It's just that he couldn't think of it.

The scene before him completely exceeded his expectations.

Now when he thinks about it, he suddenly understands why the real people in Uchiyama rarely leave the blessed land again.

Why Chang Xuezhong advised him to plant as few plants as possible when he arranged the house.

Now.

He finally understood.

Standing in front of the quiet room door.

Wei He glanced at it.

Above the bright corridors, there are all kinds of vines on the shelves above your head.

At this time, it was like a thick layer of green silt, squirming and dropping, like a large piece of bad black mud, dripping with dark green mud spots continuously.

The surfaces of these vines are all covered with thick fluff like mildew.

The fluff is constantly squirming and shaking, like mushroom spores, releasing small dark green gray dots.

At this time, the corridor, the top of the head, and the ground are all covered with a thick layer of gray spots and dark green silt.

Wei He seemed to be able to hear the sound of sludge squirming and stirring constantly from the corridor.

He took a breath.

A light gray spot was found, and he was pulled over by his breath, trying to get into his nose and mouth.

But before the gray dot approached, it was blocked by an invisible film.

Wei He was suddenly stunned.

He raised his hand and saw that there was also an invisible film on his hand.

That is his strength of protection.

"Really..." Wei He was speechless.

He smiled wryly and cast his gaze out of the corridor.

Outside the cloister, is the wall of the house, and there is a small atrium garden surrounded by rooms on all sides.

At this time, in the small garden, everything is gray and black.

The small pond, the flowers in the pond, the rippling water surface, and the lawn with tender green grass.

Thick, ominous gray and black powder spread everywhere in various places.

The powder is like volcanic ash, even in the sky.

A lot of gray dots are constantly falling from the sky with the wind.

They are like snowflakes, silent, but never resting.

Wei He raised his head and looked towards the sky.

But all I saw was a gray cloud, and nothing else.

The light shines through the gray clouds and shines straight down, as if it had just rained and it was sunny.

"Wei He, are you out?" Suddenly a familiar voice came into Wei He's ears.

He followed the prestige.

Seeing a person walking quickly towards him in the corridor ahead.

Step by step, the whole body is covered with a layer of creepy fluff.

Those fluff are like living things, like wearing tight clothes.

Among them, red and black are the main ones, and they are evenly covered on the body of the visitor.

Wei He adjusted the focus of his eyesight, and quickly recognized from the thick fluffy gap that the person was his wife and his former senior sister, Wan Qingqing.

Wan Qingqing came to Wei He in a few steps, and some strangely stretched out his hand and waved in front of him.

"What's the matter? I just came out and haven't recovered?"

"No... it's okay." Wei He looked at his wife closely.

I saw that her body was naturally covered with a layer of invisible force, blocking most of the squirming hairs out.

But even so, she still has some living-like fluff, crawling on the surface of Wanqingqing's white skin on the inner side of the protective force, looking like tiny insects.

Close up, it looks like a skin disease again.

"It may be that my mind is still in retreat. It will be fine when I recover." Wei He said solemnly.

He raised his hand again and looked at himself instinctively.

The skin on my hands is white and pure, with nothing.

Obviously, the protection power on his body has a certain purification effect compared to Wan Qingqing's protection power.

Hee hee...

Suddenly a burst of laughter, like a little girl, sounded from Wei He's ear again.

Obviously he is not super-conscious, but he can still hear this kind of laughter.

Wei He hasn't heard what Wan Qingqing said.

I saw a pale frost, spreading rapidly from outside the atrium.

The frost spread extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye it reached Wei He's position and covered him.

Immediately, he felt his left hand icy.

"Ying Xiaofeng!"

Wei He understands that this is one of the biggest troubles in reality, Guifeng!

The pale white frost also covered Wan Qingqing.

Soon, the thick squirming fluffy living creatures on Wan Qingqing's body were frozen and hardened by the pale frost, and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter?" Wan Qingqing didn't know anything at all.

She looked at Wei He in a daze, thinking that something had happened and whether she needed to go back to the quiet room to continue her retreat.

"No...nothing." Wei He moved his heart and simply replied.

He clearly saw that Ying Xiaofeng was taking away a trace of white from her while blowing through Wan Qingqing.

That's something like smoke.

There is no way to think about it, and no way to perceive it.

Wan Qingqing didn't notice it, and even the strength of the protective body covering her body was useless and useless.

"Let's take care of the children first. I opened my eyes and I need to adapt." Wei He said briefly.

"Did it open?" Wan Qingqing was taken aback, and when she came to Tianhai Island, she naturally came into contact with a lot of common sense related to Minggan.

Most of the people living here are the Xuanmiao sect and their powerful men, or their family members.

So, in terms of a lot of common sense and secrets, it is far more popular here than the outside world.

"Well, it's open, I'm going to find a fellow in Uchiyama to find out the specific situation." Wei He nodded.

He feels unfamiliar and uncomfortable with everything in front of him.

Although he might have guessed, what are the things that squirm and scum on those people?

But knowing Gui knows whether it can adapt is another matter.

"Okay.... Are you coming back today? An'er has been practicing very hard recently, I want you to see..." Wan Qingqing's voice lowered.

"I'll be back as soon as possible. There is no guarantee today....Don't worry, I will take time to check." Wei He stretched out his hand and said softly.

A really strong and gentle stretch covered Wan Qingqing's long hair and shaved her whole body all over.

Swish, a large amount of squirming fluff fell like dust quickly and scattered all over the ground.

And the invisible Ying Xiaofeng who is still blowing, can no longer take away that white gas from Wan Qingqing at this time.

Wei He knew everything.

It's really strong, it's like some kind of insulator, and it even seems to have an anti-virus function, which can clean up these weird things from ordinary people.

Close his eyes, Wei He put away his super-sense, the huge and real strength, and instantly sealed his super-sense eyes.

The seal, according to the entire record of the profound lock art majoring in, has a special technique.

This technique is named phantom armor in the mysterious lock art.

It means illusory armor armor.

Phantom Armor will be more complicated every time it feels, and the more materials it needs, the more expensive it is, and the difficulty will increase sharply.

There are also requirements for the quality of Xuan Suo Jin. Only when Xuan Suo Jin reaches a certain quality level, can the stronger phantom armor be used to seal the super-sensing organs.

In fact, Wei He didn't have a very good understanding of Magic Armor. It took him a long time to develop this kind of cumbersome technique.

But what makes him better than other real people is that the cost of trial and error is extremely low.

The rest of the real people don’t have much strength. After trying to practice the magic armor every day, you must wait for time to regain strength after consumption.

But Wei He doesn't need ~IndoMTL.com~ When he practiced the illusion of concentration, he would come back soon after he made a mistake. After trying hundreds of times, he would naturally become perfect after he tried more.

Anyway, he is really energetic enough, and the strength of the exercises combined with the real energy from the outside world is continuous, and even the amount of automatic recovery is more than what he tried to consume.

This has also led to his recent increase in demand for food.

Wei He only let out a sigh of relief after turning off his super-sensing eyes.

Immediately, he bid farewell to his wife, unfolded his posture, jumped up from the top of the atrium house, left the house in a blink of an eye, and hurried towards the Zongmen.

He also looked up a lot of information before, but it wasn’t super-sensing binocular-related after all.

In this regard, Xuanmiaozong should have left the most previous experience in the eyes of Chaosens.

Out of the Wei Mansion, Wei He felt that the whole Tianhai Island was a little colder than usual.