Mushroom Man

Chapter 113: Heavy fog, annoying illusion (please subscribe)
"Do you want to die?"

"What are you dithering for?"

Abbot Shanren, who was in the fog, saw that they were still standing there motionless, and his face darkened.

Seeing this, Yan Wuxin felt that the temper of the abbot Shanren who appeared later seemed more real.

So, after hesitating for a while, he wanted to carry Wu Liang on his back and move towards the abbot Shanren.

However, at this moment, Wu Liang frowned and suddenly spoke.

"slow!"

"Both of them are fake."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Wuxin stopped without even thinking.

In his opinion, Wu Liang was a cautious and shrewd person who would never act without a purpose.

Since Wu Liang said at this time that they were all fake, there must be a reason for it.

as predicted……

"You and I, along with Abbot Shanren and the others, reached the sixth floor at the same time."

"But now I only see Abbot Shanren, but not the two clan leaders Yanwang. Don't you find it strange?"

Wu Liang was extremely calm and not at all panicked.

He didn't even look at the two Shanren abbots, but instead kept talking to himself.

"The two clan leaders of King Yan are fourth-level mushroom masters. It's impossible for them to be in danger without any reason and quietly."

"Since it's unlikely that anything will happen to the two clan leaders, King Yan, then we will be the ones in trouble."

"I think we are now under the influence of the sixth level and have been deceived without realizing it."

"These two kind-hearted abbots knew that the two clan leaders, Yan Wang, had disappeared, but they didn't mention it at all. Instead, they asked us to follow them. This is really strange."

"If they were the real Abbot Shanren, given their personalities, why would they argue with the fake abbot pretending to be them, wasting time and energy, and only talking without taking action?"

"I'm afraid I would have just thrown a bright fist at him and put an end to it all."

In less than a moment, Wu Liang easily understood all of this.

Yan Wuxin listened to Wu Liang's inference and also reacted, his heart trembled.

Without saying a word, he wanted to activate the mushrooms in his body to kill the two fakes.

But before he could make a move, the two 'Shanren Abbots' were beaten into pulp by a bloody handprint that fell from the sky.

The meat paste trembled slightly, turned into mist and dissipated.

"No wonder my son Sekong and friend Yan have been favored by the Wuxiang Will."

"One or two of them are indeed a little clever..."

A flash of blood fell from the sky and turned into the appearance of Abbot Shanren.

Obviously, this is the real Abbot Shanren.

At the same time, the two clan leaders, King Yan, finally arrived and rushed over.

Wu Liang remained silent and did not respond.

No one knew that the reason why he could easily distinguish whether the abbot was real or fake was because of the blood-sensing mushroom in his dantian.

He has a very strong blood relationship with the abbot, and with the perception of the blood-sensing mushroom, he can naturally tell who the real abbot Shanren is.

"Abbot, we have just gone deep into the fog and have gained a general understanding of the sixth floor."

"This place is in the fog, filled with all kinds of illusions."

"From time to time, there are fake people pretending to be us, trying to make us get lost in this place."

Patriarch Wang smiled awkwardly and spoke actively.

Abbot Shanren frowned and asked, "Have you found the bronze door leading to the seventh floor?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of test this place is. As long as I find the bronze door, I will force it open."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Yan shook his head and pointed at the surrounding fog.

"The fog here is quite strange. It's similar to the pitch-black darkness on the first floor."

“If you’re not careful, you’ll lose your way.”

"Old Wang and I went our separate ways. We searched around briefly but couldn't find the bronze door. We just kept going in circles."

"If we hadn't heard the noise over here, we would have been separated from the abbot by now."

Abbot Shanren looked around and a sneer appeared on his face.

"It seems that this sixth level is quite interesting. It can actually affect you, the fourth-level mushroom masters..."

"But unfortunately, this level of means is not enough to affect me, a fifth-level mushroom master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used the same trick again, intending to forcibly disperse the fog and crack the inheritance as he did on the first level.

Abbot Shanren once again clenched his five fingers and raised them above his head.

When Wu Liang and others saw this familiar posture, they quickly closed their eyes.

Patriarch Wang was even more agile and quick-witted. He activated the Tuwu Mushroom to protect everyone inside.

In an instant, the light burst out and spread all around.

However, unexpectedly, the invincible Fist of Light was hindered by the fog surrounding it.

It did not dispel all the fog directly as expected.

The mists were so dense that even the light from the Fist of Light could not penetrate them.

Only the fog within three meters around the abbot was affected by the Fist of Light and dissipated without a trace.

"interesting……"

Abbot Shanren narrowed his eyes but was not annoyed by this.

After all, he hasn't used his full strength yet. If he were to break through the sixth level of the Wuxiang inheritance, it would be too inferior.

He thought for a moment, stopped the Light Fist, and then wanted to use other means.

However, perhaps it was because of Abbot Shanren's act of forcibly dispersing the fog that some changes occurred.

The originally calm mist suddenly became turbulent, and figures appeared and disappeared from the mist.

If you look closely, you can see that those figures all look like Abbot Shanren and others.

Wu Liang even saw himself in it.

Obviously, these were the illusions mentioned by the two clan leaders Yan Wang earlier.

Logically speaking, something like an illusion should be like some kind of phantom and have no attack capability.

However, for some reason, these illusions can actually stimulate the mushrooms and cause effects just like real people.

The abbot's illusion was seen, with his arms raised high and the fist of light striking towards them.

The two clan leaders, King Yan and King Wang, were startled and wanted to escape without even thinking.

But at this moment, Abbot Shanren snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed the illusion in the air.

Blood Hand Mushroom!

The next moment, a large blood-colored handprint crushed the illusion and the fist of light into mist.

"Why are you running? These people are just a bunch of fakes, they are only at the first or second level at most, they are just ants."

"No need to worry, just go find the bronze door."

Abbot Shanren spoke in a cold voice and gave an order.

Clan leader Yan Wang finally reacted and nodded in agreement.

They took Wu Liang and Yan Wuxin deep into the fog to search for the bronze door.

Abbot Shanren walked behind and immediately broke up any false disturbance.

"This Wuxiang inheritance seems to be designed for low-level mushroom masters, at most around the fifth level."

"The many tests set up cannot stop a fifth-level mushroom master at all."

"With the abbot's strength, I'm afraid he can walk sideways here."

"I'm afraid it's unrealistic to rely on the Wuxiang inheritance to deal with the abbot and help me escape..."

When Wu Liang saw this scene, his face became gloomy.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do next.

Once the abbot reaches the ninth floor, his life will probably be over.

About an incense stick later...

"Chief Yan, Chief Wang, are you two trash?"

"Why haven't you found the bronze door leading to the seventh floor yet?"

Abbot Shanren looked unhappy and could not help but urge him in a bad tone.

As time went by, the fog around me became thicker and thicker, and the illusions became more and more numerous, making it impossible to kill them all.

These illusions are extremely weak, and even with Wu Liang's strength, he can easily control them.

However, these illusions appear one after another and cannot be completely eliminated, as if they are endless.

In just a short while, Abbot Shanren had crushed nearly a hundred of his own selves to death.

Even though Abbot Shanren was a fifth-level mushroom master, he could not withstand such consumption.

Killing a hundred pigs could tire a person to death, not to mention these illusions.

"Abbot, give us a little more time, and we will definitely find the bronze door leading to the seventh floor."

Patriarch Yan and Patriarch Wang swallowed their saliva and made assurances.

"I don't have time to give you any more. I will come here in person. You should stop these illusions."

Abbot Shanren understood that if he continued like this, the true energy in his body would be completely consumed.

Once his true energy is exhausted, there is no guarantee that the two clan leaders, Yan Wang, will not have some inappropriate thoughts.

So he decisively stopped and let Chief Yan and others deal with the illusion, while he went to find the bronze door.

With this exchange, the pressure immediately fell on the two clan leaders, King Yan and King Wang.

"Damn, why are there so many illusions?"

At first, the two clan leaders, King Yan, were able to deal with it quite easily.

But later on, more and more illusions emerged one after another.

They suddenly felt annoyed, their energy was rapidly depleted, and they couldn't help cursing.

These illusions pose no threat to them, but they are as annoying as a dog-skin plaster.

"These illusions have a clear purpose: to consume us. There must be something driving this."

"I think it's the monster on this level. If we can find it, the test might be solved."

Wu Liang looked around at the vague illusion and couldn't help but squint his eyes, as if thinking about something. He had already thought of a way to break it.

However, he did not say it out loud, but let everyone rush around in the fog.

For him, the longer these people were trapped here, the better it would be for him.

Unfortunately, Wu Liang's wishful thinking did not last long and soon fell through.

After all, Abbot Shanren and others have strength. Even if they rush in recklessly and completely rely on force to break through, they are still able to force their way through.

Abbot Shanren put his hands together and used his killing move again... Buddha's light shone everywhere.

In an instant, the dazzling light directly and briefly cleared away all illusions.

Abbot Shanren took the opportunity to clear away all the fog around him in one go.

He raised his eyes and saw a bronze door.

Abbot Shanren couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw this.

"You have such a petty trick, and you still think you can stop me?"

"This sixth floor is nothing special. Patriarch Yan, Patriarch Wang, why don't you break through the door quickly?"

(End of this chapter)