Unparalleled after the Phoenix

Chapter 150
The carriage started on the road, and it took more than an hour to get from Yunfu to the imperial palace, so Yun Qianlan went directly into the Forbidden Jue Space, looking through the remnants of ancient books in the Jade Pagoda.

Cultivation is not an easy task, and within a month she stepped into the Luxuan Realm, which is already a miracle that has never happened before.

If you want to step into Qingxuan in a short time, you need an opportunity.

It's just that although there are many books in the Jade Pagoda, most of them are incomplete block editions, and it is not so easy to connect them together.

At this moment, Yun Qianlan sharp-eyed saw a newer engraved edition placed in a corner than the surrounding books, and the divine beast pulled it out.

Getting Started with Illusionists.

Mesmer?
Yun Qianlan remembered the last time in the Black Gold Forest, Qiuqiu told her that she had phantoms in her body, which only illusionists possessed.

Most of the remnants in the Jade Pagoda are secret books about the cultivation of mysterious practitioners, and this entry for illusionists will obviously need to be updated.

Holding the book, Yun Qianlan sat cross-legged on the ground casually, and began to flip through it.

Qiuqiu said that the phantom in her body is too weak to even enter the threshold.

But for some reason, when she saw this incomplete record, she felt a little kind in her heart, and couldn't help but want to read it.

Illusionists originated from His Royal Highness Moyu tens of thousands of years ago. When there was no war between Moyu and the Protoss, this kind of illusion has been inherited to the Protoss, Monster Race, and even more races.

The more powerful the illusionist dies, the more phantoms there will be in the world.

His Royal Highness Moyu knew that illusionists would disappear one day, so he kept looking for a way, but he couldn't find it yet. The battle between gods and demons is imminent...

"His Royal Highness?"

Yun Qianlan murmured, looking at the words on the engraved book, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

It turns out that this kind of illusion came from the Demon Realm.

Everyone in the Chenbian Continent looks down on Moyu and regards Moyu as an enemy, but the illusionist they fear and worship was created by His Royal Highness Moyu, which is also ridiculous.

The more he watched, the more fascinated Yun Qianlan became.

It's just a phantom, if you can't practice illusion, no matter how precious this book is, it's useless.

Unless, create a phantom that is not a soul substance, and re-cultivate...

As soon as this idea broke into Yun Qianlan's mind, there was a movement outside the space. She immediately put down the book in her hand and walked away.

"Miss, there are flower pickers outside!"

Sylvia's worried and frightened voice came from outside the carriage, and her face was pale.

The flower picker has committed countless crimes and tarnished the reputation of many unmarried girls. As long as his name appears together, that girl's reputation will be ruined.

It finally came.

Yun Qianlan's eyes shone slightly, and he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

The flower picker was dressed in flirty clothes, his face was covered, and he looked at Yun Qianlan frivolously, "It's so ugly that I don't have the appetite to do it, but this figure suits my appetite."

"Do you know who my lady is? You dare to mess around, I, my master will not let you go!"

Qinghan's voice trembled with fear, and she still blocked Yun Qianlan behind her, for fear that that person would come over.

"Miss, you go first, Sylvia is blocking here."

"Silly girl." Yun Qianlan's voice was slightly warm, and a cold light appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

It seemed that they wanted to directly destroy her reputation, make her lose face at the Zihua Banquet, and never be able to hold her head up again.

It's a pity that today's Yun Qianlan is not what it used to be, and their plot is destined to fail.

"The flower picker, right? If I were you, I wouldn't dare to go out. Where did you get the confidence to call yourself a flower picker?"

(End of this chapter)