Thousands of Hearts

The first layer of the real world.

Under the gray night sky.

Wang Yiyang stood on top of an abandoned building, holding a huge container in one hand.

The container seems to be supported by some invisible force, suspended in mid-air.

But on the surface, it seemed that Wang Yiyang's two fingers were only lightly tapped.

Start clearing the field now.

Wang Yiyang glanced around.

Those who can understand my words, I will give you thirty seconds to leave.

His voice was like thunder rolling, diffused by the true essence, and transmitted to a range of hundreds of meters around.

Gray ruins, collapsed high-rise buildings, and messy streets, everything seemed unusually quiet.

On the surface, there seemed to be no one there.

But as Wang Yiyang's voice came out.

Immediately, a figure in silver armor quickly escaped from the darkness and flew into the distance.

This person obviously understands that someone who dares to speak harshly on such a large scale is absolutely extraordinary in strength.

So I didn't have anything to say, I turned around and ran away.

Mien Federation, the place under my jurisdiction, a movie star city, can you find a seventh-level mutation perception?

Wang Yiyang looked surprised.

He just sensed that someone was hiding, but he didn't expect to squeeze one out.

Although this is only the first level of the mutated real world, it is not something that ordinary seventh-level people can enter.

But the other party seemed to be very self-aware, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

He didn't bother.

After waiting for people to leave.

The rest are hordes of monsters of various desires he has alarmed.

There are money slaves with coins in their eyes, angry slaves with burning bodies, invisible and distorted desire slaves, and some lust wandering spirits with livid faces and different expressions.

Countless monsters swarmed out, rushing towards the center of the sound, Wang Yiyang.

Illusion. Wang Yiyang raised his hand.

With a tear of his arm, it suddenly swelled and widened, turning into a huge pale white zither.

Clank! !

The sound of the swishing piano is like an invisible ocean wave, wave after wave spreading towards all directions.

Pieces of monsters were cut in half by invisible sound waves, like grass being mowed, from the waist on the spot.

The densely packed monsters rushed towards Wang Yiyang without fear, and then were cut and killed by the sound of the piano meaninglessly, turning into black air.

The black energy from the monsters flowed into Wang Yiyang's chest like countless black lines.

Soon the monsters were wiped out.

After clearing the scene, Wang Yiyang directly opened the container, moved out the instruments inside, and then started the instruments one by one on the roof where he was standing.

The second layer of the real world will seriously distort and affect real things.

There is no way for the instrument to be brought in and run normally, so he can only choose here.

Delve into it from here.

Soon the monsters were killed piecemeal, and the surroundings fell into complete silence.

Wang Yiyang carefully read the value on the instrument, and began to use the sampler to carefully sample the black air flying in.

He cleaned up a large number of monsters in advance to prevent the instrument from being destroyed.

But the huge sound also attracted monsters farther away.

So within a few minutes after the instrument was started, there was another humming sound from a distance.

There are densely packed monsters of all kinds of desires, approaching quickly again.

Wang Yiyang pulled the strings, harvesting monsters wave after wave.

A large cloud of black air kept flying into his chest, and under dozens of different types of sensor collectors around him, only a small bit of black air was collected into the instrument.

Wang Yiyang resisted absorbing excessive sensory turbidity, and constantly adjusted the frequency and power of the instrument.

After several adjustments, finally, the flying of black air was quickly contained.

Most of the black gas was intercepted.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

A silver instrument like a fan keeps turning the fan blades, and is the first to give the result of the analytical composition.

On the screen interface of the instrument, a large number of professional numerical symbol pronouns are displayed.

Wang Yiyang checked it carefully.

Sixty-three percent of the unknown ingredients? The rest is mixed perception, corrosive black energy smoke?

Analyze unknown components while purifying and separating mixed perception.

Wang Yiyang operated manually.

Suddenly, an ice-blue cylinder popped out from the top of the instrument.

The cylinder is covered with pale green holes, and tiny hoses protrude from the holes.

hiss.....

In an instant, the black air that had just been absorbed was separated from the hose in the form of gray-white smoke.

Wang Yiyang clasped his palms and grasped lightly.

All of a sudden, gray smoke was sucked into his chest.

Although this series of instruments has other functions, they were developed by the sect to purify the black gas.

So a series of processes are familiar.

If you buy it yourself outside, it may not be so simple. Wang Yiyang felt relieved.

Although the contribution value has spent a lot, it still seems to be worth it now.

Taking in a puff of gray smoke, he immediately mobilized it into the thinking prison he had engraved.

Prison of thought.

Streaks of gray-white smoke flew in and adhered to the black silk screen, forming a small wall of a thinking prison.

has an effect!

Wang Yiyang was overjoyed.

The separated pure perception can indeed be used to condense one's own thinking prison.

And because of the high purity, the condensed prison walls are stronger than the black threads formed by the black air before.

continue.

Wang Yiyang flew to a slightly further place again to attract more monsters.

Attract monsters, kill, purify black energy, absorb it, and build a prison of thought.

This set of procedures is quite boring.

But it works.

After a busy day, Wang Yiyang's thinking prison has already been half built.

At least half of the walls are healed. But after halfway through, the progress slowed down.

For the next few days, Wang Yiyang stayed on the first floor.

Carrying the instrument and using the container as a vehicle, he kept going back and forth to different areas with many monsters.

He can fly now, and he can also use large-scale magical sound waves to startle and hunt monsters.

So the efficiency is extremely high.

Soon, on the fifth day, Wang Yiyang thought of a good idea.

That is to go to the second floor first, after confirming the location of the black well, then return to the first floor, and then put down the instrument corresponding to a location of the black well.

Then start to attract strange.

Not to mention, it works great.

Heijing's attraction to monsters is simply unimaginable.

No matter how he kills, the monsters will automatically regroup after a while, and the time is relatively fast.

Wang Yiyang noticed that even if Heijing is separated by one floor, it can still affect the first floor.

Continuously separate, purify, then absorb and fill into the thinking prison.

By the tenth day, all the walls of Wang Yiyang's thought prison had been erected.

Then there are the inner cells.

Each prison cell was also built with purified gray-white mist.

Also used the mind builder's special thinking building skills.

After a full month, Wang Yiyang finally built all the parts.

Then, in the built thinking prison, more hypnotic symbol patterns and cultivation system arrays were added.

Finally, after another week, all the work was completely done.

The spiritual building was successfully built.

Finally, there is the test.

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The second layer of the real world.

Under the yellowish light like dusk.

Wang Yiyang stood on the top of a tall building, overlooking the surroundings.

He raised the red zither in his hand and flicked it lightly.

hum!

A circle of invisible sound waves spread out.

This is a pure sound wave, without any lethality. Just to attract monsters.

Soon, the sound alarmed the black-feathered giants hiding around.

They rushed out from their hiding place one after another, stepped on heavy steps, and crazily rushed towards Wang Yiyang.

Ow! !

The largest black-feathered giant, more than ten meters high, was quickly condensed by countless crows and birds, roaring and rushing towards Wang Yiyang.

It's just you. Wang Yiyang scanned the surroundings and selected the largest black feather giant.

The craft of the Mind Architect is marvelous.

Their healing methods do not directly contact people.

Instead, let people enter their spiritual buildings through eye contact.

After letting the other party's consciousness enter the spiritual building, use various techniques and methods in it to achieve the purpose of healing the other party.

This is what Wang Yiyang has to do now.

He looked straight at the eyes of the giant black feather.

Those blood-red eyes were filled with madness and killing intent. There is absolutely no sense whatsoever.

The moment the two eyes met.

The thinking prison engraved by Wang Yiyang suddenly trembled slightly, and the whole was lit with soft white light.

Countless conscious perceptions were consumed rapidly, and the bottom was seen in a blink of an eye.

Wang Yiyang's heart shuddered, and the golden core in his body automatically rotated at high speed, outputting a large amount of energy to support the consumption of thinking consciousness.

The black-feathered giant rushed towards Wang Yiyang quickly, and his heavy steps made clear footprints on the ground.

The ground trembled and the air squeezed tight.

Just when the giant was more than ten meters away from Wang Yiyang.

Boom!

The giant, more than ten meters tall, suddenly lost his eyesight, his body froze, and stopped in place.

Wang Yiyang could even clearly see the giant's broad skin covered with black down.

The distance of more than ten meters is the gap between the giant's wave. close at hand.

But this huge creature more than ten meters high did not move at this time, and stood stiffly in place.

click.

Wang Yiyang took a few steps forward, stood in front of the giant, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked its soft and downy leg muscles.

There was no response from the other party.

Success. He exhaled lightly.

Looking around, the rest of the black-feathered giants were scattered around, not daring to approach.

This ten-meter-tall giant is the strongest, obviously the overlord who rules this place.

Wang Yiyang closed his eyes and entered the imprinted thinking prison.

In the thinking prison at this time, there were faint bursts of impetuous roars.

Wang Yiyang watched the thinking prison calmly.

Watching it slowly solidify amidst the roar, it becomes more and more real and has a sense of presence.

If we say that from the beginning, this thinking prison was only engraved by him.

The so-called engraving is actually imagination and visualization.

Well, now, through the injection of perception, the condensation of black energy, and the entry of the black-feathered giant just captured.

This thought prison is rapidly absorbing the consciousness of the giant black feather.

and used to fill itself.

Wang Yiyang clearly sensed that an identical thinking prison also began to appear in his perception space.

And in the depths of consciousness, a similar thought prison began to appear.

Time passed slowly.

The first level of engraving, the second level of perception, and the deepest level of consciousness.

From the outside to the inside, gradually deepening.