Xuanxia

Chapter 179: Encountering the Illusion Technique Again

The other monks and lay disciples around him did not show any strange expression when Fu Qingzhou was called, as if they thought it was extremely normal.

"It's okay, Brother Qing."

The first person who attacked Fu Qingzhou last night, a man named Li Qing, smiled flatteringly and said, "The abbot just wants to talk to you. Maybe he values ​​your talent and will give you some treasures."

The other lay disciples didn't care much either, and left chatting and laughing.

Fu Qingzhou looked towards the main hall. Abbot Yuanwu was still standing there, looking at him calmly.

"I don't believe there's no pit here."

He sneered in his mind.

The Smoker clicked his tongue and said, "What's there to be afraid of? It's nothing but an illusion or brainwashing. There's a way to deal with it. There's a way to deal with it."

Fu Qingzhou let out a light breath and slowly walked towards Yuanwu.

What the Smoker said was right. There are ways. If he really encounters an illusion again, he has the spell to break it... Even if Yuanwu sees through his identity and suddenly attacks and kills people, he can still throw away the jade token where the Smoker is hiding.

Back then, it was able to deal with Elder Ma who was at the fifth level of the Cave Heaven Realm. Now, shouldn’t it be easy for it to deal with someone at the first level of the Cave Heaven Realm?
Of course, the last two sentences cannot be said...

"Disciple Zhou Qing..."

Fu Qingzhou came in front of Yuan Wu and blinked: "Are you the abbot?"

"That's right." Yuan Wu's eyes were slightly raised, revealing a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. He smiled and said, "You traveled thousands of miles alone to bring back the body of our disciple Fahai. This is a great deed..."

He looked at Fu Qingzhou and said calmly, "Now that you have entered my temple, you are my disciple. I would like to ask you about the details of Fahai's murder."

Fu Qingzhou groaned and scratched his head: "Didn't I tell you this when I entered the temple yesterday?"

Yuanwu said nothing, clasped his hands together, and continued to look at him with a smile.

"Alright, alright."

Fu Qingzhou sighed: "Ask whatever you want to ask."

"Please follow me." Yuanwu pointed to the side hall of the Great Hall of the Buddha and took the lead to lead the way.

Fu Qingzhou followed behind with his eyes narrowed, thinking constantly in his mind.

Calling yourself "teacher" as soon as you meet someone?
Once you enter this Fanyin Temple, you are all Yuanwu's disciples? I don't think there is such a saying...

In fact, he didn't quite understand the rules in the temple, but in the novels and movies he had seen before, he knew that the abbots and elders in the temple all had disciples, right?
How can one become the abbot's disciple just by entering a temple? Aren't you lowering your vigilance?
He followed Yuanwu slowly, becoming even more alert.

"wrong."

He whispered in his mind, "I can't be so passive. If I wait for him to cast an illusion on me and then react, I will definitely be discovered. Even if I can find a way to escape, my ambush will be ruined."

The smoker wondered, "So what are you going to do?"

"I plan to... you hide my aura for me while I cast a spell."

Fu Qingzhou let out a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to look at the golden body of the Buddha, which was as smooth as a mirror, and saw his own deformed and distorted image reflected in it.

The next second, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Soul-catching!
The eyes in the reflection also emitted light, reflected back at himself. Fu Qingzhou's head suddenly buzzed and he was in a trance for a moment.

The smoker was confused: "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about it." Fu Qingzhou blinked and said with a smile: "Stay alert. If I get tricked again, remember to help me."

Thanks to the excellent hiding ability of the Smoker, Yuan Wu had no idea that the lay disciple behind him had quietly completed a small action and was still walking in front.

Soon, the two of them walked into the Buddhist hall in the side hall of the main hall.

This place is not as magnificent as the main hall outside. There is only a miniature golden statue of Buddha in the room, surrounded by red candles and a few cushions on the ground.

Yuan Wu found a cushion, sat down with his back to the Buddha statue, and pointed at the cushion in front of him: "Sit."

Fu Qingzhou pretended to be struggling to bend his legs and sit down cross-legged: "Ask, ask."

"Please look into my eyes..."

Yuan Wu said softly: "You can't lie, you can't cheat, you can't hide." Fu Qingzhou was stunned and subconsciously looked up.

The moment their eyes met, the scene around him suddenly changed.

The Buddhist temple was gone, and Yuanwu was gone too. All around was a wasteland. It was dark, damp, and dim at night. In the distance, there seemed to be ghostly lights floating around.

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou's expression also changed.

He seemed to have changed. His expression instantly became a little frightened and nervous. His pupils shrank very small when the scene changed. It didn't seem fake.

"Hey, this, this, where is this?! Am I seeing a ghost?!"

His lips trembled with fear.

"Hum hum……"

A distant and eerie voice came from the wasteland: "I died such a miserable death..."

Fu Qingzhou was terrified. He looked around and tried to run away, but as soon as he stood up, he bumped into a wall.

When he fell behind him, he realized that it was not a wall at all, but the monk Fahai, whose body was covered with corpse spots and stiff and rotten!

"Great monk!"

Fu Qingzhou said in horror: "Aren't you dead?"

"I died such a miserable death..." Fahai's corpse leaned forward slightly and approached him. Flies and insects flew on his rotten face, and he asked miserably, "Why did you kill me?!"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened: "When did I kill you? You have no conscience! I was still taking care of you before you died!"

"Do not……"

Fahai said quietly: "You killed me... Killing someone means paying with your life!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hands and pinched Fu Qingzhou fiercely!

Fu Qingzhou's neck was strangled so tightly that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to pry Fahai apart with his hands, but the corpse was too strong and he couldn't pry it apart.

"Go find whoever killed you!"

He screamed, "Why are you looking for me? You said you were going to kill someone, but you ended up not being as skilled as the other person. Why are you blaming me?"

On this side, "Fahai" and Fu Qingzhou were struggling, and on the other side of the wilderness, a small eye suddenly opened on an inconspicuous ghost fire.

"Tsk, it's another Buddhist magic trick..."

It made the voice of a smoker: "It turns out that Fu used the Soul-Snatching Guide on himself in advance in order to trick himself into it as well. This is quite an interesting trick. If I don't do this, and wait until I'm tricked before thinking of a solution, I'm afraid I'll be exposed..."

After saying that, it chuckled and said, "Looks like I don't need to do anything. Let's just watch the show—"

On the other side, Fu Qingzhou was almost strangled to death, but he still didn't let go, cursing: "You really deserve to be killed! Every wrong has its perpetrator, and you, as a ghost... cough cough cough... as a ghost, you don't even know how to find the real enemy..."

The next second, the scene returned to the Buddhist temple. He was still sitting cross-legged in the same place, with his hands tightly grasping his throat. Where were the zombies and wastelands around?
Fu Qingzhou's pupils instantly regained clarity. He quickly let go of his hand, lowered his head and began coughing wildly.

"This……"

He was horrified and said, "What kind of witchcraft is this!"

Although his tone was terrified, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth when he lowered his head.

I calculated it correctly... a simple self-hypnosis was enough to get rid of the mind illusion!

What he did to himself using the Soul-stealing Spell was nothing more than a triggered hypnosis - that is, once he realized that he was encountering an illusion, it would be activated immediately, and when it was activated, he would truly regard himself as "Zhou Qing".

As for what this "Zhou Qing" experienced, what he thought, and what he felt, Fu Qingzhou had practiced it countless times before coming to Fanyin Temple, so there would not be any loopholes.

Sure enough, seeing that he had regained consciousness, Yuan Wu nodded in satisfaction and said, "It seems that you are not lying."

Fu Qingzhou raised his head angrily: "Nonsense! If I had killed him, why would I carry him all the way here!"

This seemingly subconscious question was also very clever. A person who had no idea about the current situation of Fanyin Temple could only consider "I have to run away after killing someone" at most, and could not consider the fact that "someone might sneak in". With just one simple sentence, he completely exposed the person "Zhou Qing".

"Well, now that you have been proven innocent, you are a true disciple of my temple."

Yuan Wu smiled and said, "Go ahead. After breakfast, go to the martial arts arena and practice with everyone. You will definitely benefit a lot from it."

(End of this chapter)