Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 547
Liu Qinghuan hadn't felt such a strong sense of weightlessness for a long time. He stimulated his spiritual power and practiced the art of controlling the wind with the emptiness, but he still felt that he was constantly falling and falling.

The dazzling array of treasures suddenly disappeared in a flash, and the eyes were plunged into darkness, and there was even an echo when I shouted.

Liu Qing's heart sank. Although he deduced that all this was an illusion based on clues, he was not very sure. After all, everything seemed too real, and before killing the demon ape and picking the nine-leaf purple ginseng, he had been captured by the Songxi Cave Sky Map. Proved to be true.When he met Song Jing and the others later, he gradually dispelled his doubts.

But when he was under the ruins, Liang Jing'an and the others suddenly lost their minds, which made his suspicion rise again, even deeper than before.

But he didn't expect that the illusion would be so sudden.

The only explanation is that the small island where the monster ape is located is very likely to be real, because it is indeed marked on the map obtained from the Qingyan family, but the small island is probably not as big as he saw. The ruins may be hallucinations.

There is fiction in the truth, and reality in the fiction. It is difficult to distinguish the false from the real from the real, and it is even more confusing.This time, they might have encountered a very powerful mirage beast.

There were several other people who disappeared together with the treasure house, and even Liang Jing'an, who was right behind him at that time, was nowhere to be seen.

Under the delusion-breaking method, the darkness in front of him has not changed in the slightest, and the Qingming Meditation Pendant on his neck seems to have failed. After the sudden bright light a few days ago, there has been no major movement.However, although it couldn't break through the illusion, it kept pouring a trickle of coolness into his body, which was probably why he didn't lose his sanity like others.

The spiritual power in the body is still running freely, but the feeling of falling still hasn't disappeared, and it seems that the speed is getting faster and faster. If this continues...

However, since it is known to be an illusion, this feeling may not be real.

He thought for a while, and against the huge falling force on his body, he tried his best to control his body and sat cross-legged, with his five hearts turned to the sky and his mind guarding the altar, he actually stopped caring about things outside of him and tried to settle down.

Although there are still some distracting thoughts in his mind, but at his level of cultivation, it is almost as natural as breathing. After a while, he felt that he had stopped at some point in the peace, and gradually a breeze was blowing on his face. A soft light shone before his eyes.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was already in a bamboo forest. When the wind passed, the bamboo leaves rustled, and the warm sunlight shone through the cracks of the leaves, as if in a lazy afternoon, so comfortable that one would feel drowsy.

Liu Qinghuan frowned. This environment was too similar to the Zhulin Mountain in the Wenshi Sect. The rustling of bamboo leaves had accompanied him for many years. The sound of bamboo leaves can be heard in friendship, and later in the place where the body and mind return.

It is said that mirage beasts can spy on people's hearts, and then seduce people's hearts, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

With a light step on his feet, he floated up on the ground and stepped on the bamboo tip.

Looking around, there are green mountains, green water, and all kinds of green bamboos are planted all over the mountains and plains. A stream flows down from the top of the mountain, turns around halfway up the mountain, and flows under the wall of a small courtyard with black tiles and white walls. But, continue to flow down the mountain.There is also a gravel path hidden among the bamboo forests, and wild flowers bloom occasionally on the side of the road, everything looks so clean and peaceful.

In the distance, one mountain after another, but there are nine tall peaks towering into the sky.

Liu Qinghuan sneered, the foundation and momentum of the Wenshi School could not be imitated by a fantasy, it was simply a mere imitation!

Take out the Jingwei sword, move the sword at will, and cut to the bamboo forest below with one stroke!
A few frightened birds flew out of the forest, chirping as if to accuse him of his brutality, broken branches and leaves and soil flew in all directions, and the false peace was torn apart at this moment.

Liu Qinghuan was unmoved, and the sword in his hands did not hesitate at all. Except for the magic word, the eight-character sword formula was used by him one after another, continuously, making the sea of ​​bamboo almost become a sea of ​​swords .

"Hey!"

Liu Qinghuan's hands shook, and her eyes turned around like sharp arrows!
I saw that the female cultivator I saw in the treasure house before had touched his back at some point, but I didn't even notice it!
He never thought that he would meet other people in the illusion before, and thought that everyone was isolated alone, so the sudden appearance of the other party really made him unprepared. If the other party suddenly launched a surprise attack...

He saw a layer of cold sweat on his back, and his face turned a little bit bad.

The female cultivator had already changed out of her previous black robe, and now she was wearing a light blue dress, which made me feel a little pitiful, but she was a bit rude when she spoke: "How long have you been here, except You, is there anyone else?"

Liu Qinghuan suppressed her impatience and said: "No." Then asked: "How did you get here?"

The female cultivator felt a little disappointed, she glanced down the mountain, and said angrily: "How can I come here! I fell down, I have been wandering in the mountains for several days, and I finally met you. If not, I would have fallen like this situation?!"

Liu Qinghuan almost laughed angrily: "So, you would rather stay in that illusory treasure house?"

However, the other party had been here for several days, and he was sure that it didn't take that long for him to escape from the falling process.

The female cultivator snorted: "There are at least a lot of treasures there for me to see. What's there? They're all illusions. Which one do you choose?"

Liu Qinghuan opened her mouth, but she was speechless.

The female cultivator looked at the already messy bamboo forest again, and said disdainfully: "You don't think that you can break the illusion by hacking and beating like this?"

Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "Then I don't know what advice you have to break the illusion?"

If so, she wouldn't be wandering around for a few days.

The two of them didn't talk to each other for more than half a sentence. The female cultivator glanced at him, stopped talking, turned around and flew up the mountain.

Liu Qinghuan didn't bother with the bamboo forest any more. It was just the two of them here. If they wanted to get out of trouble, they had to cooperate, so now they could only get along with each other reluctantly: "My Taoist name is Aoki, haven't I asked for my fellow Taoist's title?"

"Sheng Yan." The nun said without turning her head.

"Sheng?" Liu Qinghuan said, "Are you from the Qingyan Family?"

"Humph."

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Liu Qinghuan stopped asking.However, the other party is willing to tell the name, which can be regarded as agreeing with the current situation.

The two of them reached the mountainside without a word, and Sheng Yan walked directly to the small courtyard by the stream, and said, "I want to see what the phantom is going to do, a shabby house located in a barren mountain and wild forest has a restraint. Afraid we won't notice."

As he said that, the blue light in his hand suddenly broke, and a spell hit the wooden courtyard gate!
"Who is outside the courtyard? You don't know that you are a guest at the door, so why be so rude." A man's voice suddenly came from inside, and the courtyard door creaked and slowly separated to both sides.

What Liu Qinghuan hates the most in his life is that things like illusions make people close to him look like people close to him. Hearing the voice of the person inside the door already made his eyes flash with coldness. , isn't it Ji Yue who is dressed in a wide robe and sleeves, unrestrained and unrestrained!

When "Ji Yue" saw him, he laughed heartily and threw the jug in his hand: "Junior Brother, you finally came back from that Lao Shizi interface. Master has been worried about you all these years, just afraid of... Junior Brother!"

Liu Qinghuan was already in a bad mood when the phantom spoke, and listening to what he said later, his identity was almost exposed in a few sentences.

Mirage!

As long as he breaks through this illusion, the first thing he will do when he goes out is to dig out the mirage beast from the sea, and then peel and cramp it!

He unobtrusively glanced at Sheng Yan who had already slipped aside from the corner of his eye, and before the fake Ji Yue could say a third sentence, the Jingwei sword beside him only flashed, and then slashed fiercely.

The other party seemed completely unaware that he would act like this suddenly, and only screamed, but did not hide.

Seeing that Jingwei sword was about to slash at the opponent, the sword formula in Liu Qinghuan's hand paused, facing the face that was exactly the same as her senior brother's, she really couldn't do it, so Jingwei sword couldn't help but swayed from it. As he passed by, a deep sword mark immediately appeared on the ground.

Fortunately, the other party finally shut up.

"Senior brother!"

"Ji Yue" looked shocked, as if he just did something outrageous.

Liu Qinghuan pushed him into the door, stepped in, and at the same time said to Sheng Yan behind him: "Fellow Daoist Sheng, I want to go in and settle some housework. Can you wait outside for a while?"

Although what he said was an inquiry, his tone was decisive, and his movements were even more swift, and he slammed the courtyard door shut with a bang.

Sheng Yan at the back of the house didn't say anything, her pensive look gradually receded, replaced by a smile full of interest.

(End of this chapter)