After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 149 Panic
"Dong dong!"

Two bells rang on time three hours later.

Those disciples who had their eyes closed opened their eyes in confusion as if they had been hit on the head by something.

Before they could react, they were sent down.

The disciples watching around also guessed from their reactions that it was an illusion.

"Everyone, the second contest for the disciples who remain in the ring."

The disciple who was teleported off the ring finally recovered from his bewildered state.

"Master! I don't understand!"

"Ask Master Hai! I'm not convinced! Why? I don't remember anything, why did I lose the election!"

"Yes! Please give us an answer!"

Wen Hai looked at the monks who were a little confused and angry and confused, and said what the ancestor told him.

"The second Zongmen competition is about xinxing, perseverance and perception! The level set by Zongmen is an illusion. In the illusion, you will encounter some illusions set in advance, and you will lose your memory. Those who always insist on themselves can be one; those who can be sensitive and insightful are two; those who can not be addicted to give up are three!"

"Then, why, we don't have the memory in the illusion?"

"That's right, don't all illusions have memories after waking up?"

This is also the place where the monks are most puzzled.

Wen Hai looked at the monks and secretly sighed.

Using the illusion created by a trace of Dao machine, if he wanted to avoid backlash against his disciples and be discovered by the Dao of Heaven, he could only use the Dao machine again to erase their memories.

Unless the Dao machine is touched again, some memories will be triggered.

But Tao Ji is so easy to encounter and easy to trigger?

The meteorite crystals of the Lingdao Sect were obtained and handed down without knowing how much effort wasted.

Wen Hai raised his hand, motioning for everyone to quiet down.

"This is a high-level phantom array, which was personally set up by the ancestor of the Lingdao Sect. Because it involves personal privacy and the privacy of the sect, there will be no memory when entering the phantom."

As soon as Wen Hai's words came out, the faces of many disciples around changed.

Personal privacy, who doesn't have a little personal privacy?Especially the kind of personal privacy that is not easy to see.

Even watching the monk's face can't help but change slightly.

If this kind of supernatural power is placed on them...

Some people couldn't help but see cold sweat from their backs. Sure enough, Daojun's supernatural powers during the out-of-body period are extremely powerful!

Wen Hai seemed to have anticipated the reaction of the monks on the scene.

"You don't need to panic, my sect didn't probe your thoughts, and the ancestors also made the illusion without your memory, and you don't have the memory of the illusion, out of the foundation of not affecting your mind."

Wen Haihuabi, stretched out his hand and flicked it, pieces of fragments appeared on the high platform, and there were some pictures on the fragments, which were the confused appearance of the participating disciples after entering the illusion, and the later fragments were all white, and nothing could be seen.

Seeing this, some people felt relieved.

But there are also some monks who feel guilty and have flickering eyes.

But some powerful monks who watched were calm on the surface, but their hearts were already turned upside down.

The actions of the Ling Dao Sect, especially the attack of the out-of-body Taoist Lord, are really shocking.

It seems that some things still need to be done well...

Wen Hai looked at the expressions of the monks below, and said nothing more.

And the thousand feathers on the monks who were eliminated were also distributed to the disciples who were promoted.

"Now, rest for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the third round of competition will officially begin!"

As soon as Shen Qing returned to the audience, he looked at the high platform, and then at his hands.

(End of this chapter)