debt repayment

At this time, everyone walked to the top of the sand dunes and looked down, and they could see a huge hole suddenly leaking out of the originally vast and endless yellow sand.

The hole was bottomless, wrapped in flowing sand, forming a sinking vortex, driving the surrounding yellow sand to flow, and the entire desert was like a golden lake.

The sand cave emits a strange Sanskrit sound, with a hidden golden light, it is not an ordinary place at first glance.

The leading young monk seemed to have a lot of experience in going in and out of this place, and said to everyone: "Attention everyone, the fairy tomb has been opened, and when you come to the edge of the entrance, you will see the illusion set by the fairy tomb. Good or bad, please don't be moved by it, only when there is no waves in your heart, you can go to the grave to seek treasure."

Song Hui'an said: "What if there are turmoil in your heart?"

"If you are moved by good thoughts, you will be left in the same place. If you want to re-enter the fairy tomb, you must find another exit; if you are moved by evil thoughts, you will be sent to an unknown place. Those with good skills can come back alive. Those with bad skills will be buried in the yellow sand."

"Is this fairy tomb divided into good and evil?"

"It's all right," the monk said with a smile, "Fellow Taoists came to the southern lands and know very little about this fairy tomb in the western land. According to legend, this tomb is buried as the last national teacher of the ancient Chehang kingdom. But the merits and virtues were exhausted, and he died here. This mighty man was already a quasi-immortal cultivation base before his death. Because of his own character, his underground palace also likes righteousness and hates like himself. Don't sneak around and try to get quick success."

Song Hui'an said: "It's interesting, I wonder how many times this fellow Taoist has been here?"

The young man smiled and said: "Xiaqu Zhengming is a disciple of Luoshan Baimen. He is responsible for bringing the younger generation out of the sect to practice. It happens that my sect is also familiar with the casual cultivators in the neighborhood. Entrusted by friends, I often bring friends fellow Taoists."

Quan Ying said: "Your faction is kind-hearted. Since fellow Taoists have been here several times, has the road below the fairy tomb been explored?"

Qu Zhengming said: "It's not easy to say! The entrance of the fairy tomb will change. The poor Taoist has come here several times, and he has only walked the same path two or three times. Moreover, the national teacher has collected many spirit beasts in the tomb during his lifetime. The monsters protect the master very well, and even some of them have done so until now, the road below is extremely dangerous, if fellow Taoists want to go back, please don’t follow them anymore.”

Song Hui'an said: "It's okay, we just follow you, if something happens to us, you don't have to worry about it."

The female cultivator next to Qu Zhengming said again: "My uncle is doing it for your benefit, why don't you listen? If you really go down and die, you are far away from your own sect, and it will be difficult for them to come to collect the corpse."

Qu Zhengming frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Qiaoyue, don't be rude." The female cultivator curled her lips and turned her face away, Qu Zhengming bowed to them again and said: "My nephew is stupid and rude, I will replace her Apologies to both of you!"

Quan Ying said: "It's nothing, this sister speaks more bluntly, and she also thinks about our safety. My brother and I appreciate this concern. It's a pity that my brother rarely travels far away. If he wants to try something new, he has to live up to it." My sister is kind."

He didn't have any sarcasm in his words, but he was sincere and serious, giving the table a lot.Qu Zhengming thought to himself that this little friend had to make friends, so he also smiled and said: "Then we are going to enter the grave."

Everyone rode their horses to the edge of the rolling yellow sand, got off their horses, and the horses neighed and ran away.Quan Ying put away her paper horse and said, "Why is this horse gone?"

"Those were horses borrowed from local residents. The old horse knew the way and went back by himself."

Quan Ying wanted to say something more, but when she looked back, she saw that everyone was standing there expressionlessly, looking like sculptures.

Going to Song Hui'an again, the same is true.

At this time, the golden light was more intense, and in the dazzling golden light, there seemed to be some kind of consciousness that was definitely not a stranger.

The trial of Xianzuo has begun.

It turns out that the so-called environment is really an illusion that varies from person to person. Individuals are immersed in their own world. As time goes by, a few stiff and lifeless faces suddenly change into strange crying and laughing, and they keep changing. People don't know what they are going through.

They reacted to something in the illusion!

However, a few of them softened and fell directly on the yellow sand. They were the ones who smiled softly and cried sadly just now; while the few who smiled lewdly and showed their ugliness were all caught up in the black thorns protruding from the yellow sand. In the sand, it disappears, and it does not know life or death.

In the eyes of Quan Ying, who has not fallen into the illusion, everything is horribly absurd, and the environment of the fairy tomb has no effect on him, because his magic power has exceeded the upper limit of the fairy tomb's cognition.

The owner of the tomb is a quasi-immortal, so it is naturally not enough to look at in front of the emperor and the true god.

Suddenly, he felt Song Hui'an, who was holding him, twitch.He hurriedly turned his head, only to see that Song Hui'an's face had an expression that even he found strange, with tears in his eyes and a soft smile, fascinated.

Quan Ying was worried about him, and quickly peeped at his consciousness.

In the beautiful scenery of the warm spring river, Song Hui'an sat on the bow of the boat to enjoy the river scenery.

Song Huiming brought a cage of crabs—since it’s an illusion, don’t worry about why these things appear in spring—he came to him and sat down. They seemed to have parked their boat in the middle of the river. People, even the cries of water birds are a little far away.Song Hui'an took off his boots, rolled up his trousers, and put his feet into the river, gently shaking his slender white legs.

Song Huiming said while pulling the crabs: "When you are sick, you will be greedy for cold, and be careful if you catch cold."

Song Hui'an was beaming, and snorted grinningly: "Then you continue to cook cold soup for me."

"I still want to make crispy bean cakes—" a child's laughter came from the stern of the boat.

It was Song Huiqi.

His appearance is reasonable, and Song Hui'an still can't let go of this younger brother after all.

The two looked back, and one said: "Stay away from the fire, be careful of burning!" The other said: "Why are you jealous of your brother? I love your brother as a matter of course."

The child blushed and said, "We agreed to go boating together, so why am I such an idiot! Hurry up, hurry up, bro, I'm going back!"

Song Hui'an didn't speak, and leaned against Song Huiming's arms. Song Huiming handed the vinegar-stained crab paste to his mouth, and he took a sip, then pulled Song Huiming's head and kissed it.

During Fifteen's howls, Quan Ying herself blushed with shame.He came in with trepidation, fearing that Song Hui'an would be entangled by bad luck again, but he never expected that from the beginning to the end, he would be sweet with another "self" in his impression.

Running to the river to relax, not being tired by the worldly etiquette, hugging the person you like to make out, and being accompanied by the cutest little brother, is indeed a very beautiful dream full of loopholes.

Perhaps before, Song Hui'an himself did not dare to dream like this.

But in this way, Song Hui'an was still fascinated by the illusion. Seeing that the power was about to take away his power, Quan Ying raised his hand lightly to disperse it.

At this time, all the trials were over. With the huge roar of the ground movement, the entrance of the fairy tomb collapsed completely, and all those who had experienced the trials were still in the illusion, falling with the collapse of the ground.Quan Ying cast a spell on Yu Jian, hugged Song Hui'an, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

Such a beautiful dream, let him sleep a little longer.

Tick ​​tock, the sound of water drops.

Song Hui'an was very familiar with this sound. When he was in the dungeon, it was the sound of water that accompanied him to sleep.In order to recover from the beautiful illusion, he suddenly woke up when he heard the sound of water. Who knew that what he saw was not a cell, but a natural underground cave.

...Is this coming to the Immortal Tomb?

He sat up, and the little boy next to him said: "Brother Zhu, are you awake?"

Song Hui'an nodded: "What about the others?"

"We got separated when we came in, but we don't have to follow them, we might not find the treasure if we stay with them," Xiao Daotong said pitifully, "Brother Zhu, are you going to find them? If you want to go, let's go."

Song Hui'an said: "No need, since they have separated, they don't really want to leave us. We can go by ourselves. If we can't find anything, we can go back. I'm just curious about this fairy tomb, and I really want to come in and have a look." , have tasted this fresh, let's go."

Quan Ying nodded, helped him up, and two people, one big and one small, walked together, along the underground river beside them, into the darkness.

The terrain was getting lower and lower, and the water level was getting higher and higher. Looking at the water that was as clear as moonlight in the dark, Song Hui'an said, "The water is not right. If we go on, will we be flooded?"

Quan Ying said: "Brother Zhu, stand here, I'll get some water." As he spoke, he walked to the river, when he entered the fairy mound, he had already lowered his aura to the lowest level, because the things in the water saw him , as if meeting an ordinary person, what to do, what to do.

Then, with a plop, a smooth arm stretched out from the water, and the surface of the skin had a glint of water, which was the reflection of the scales.

The white head protruding from the water looks like a human being, and the facial features are beautiful, but there is a gap that opens below the ear.When the mouth is opened, the entire cheek will be divided into two parts up and down.

It is a freshwater shark.

Quan Ying was quite surprised that such a rare thing could still be seen alive.

Probably due to not seeing the light all year round, this shark is almost transparent from the neck down, and the blue blood vessels and gray bones under the skin are clearly visible.It seems that it has not seen anyone for a long time, and when it sees a stranger, it will lie down on the shore and look at Quan Ying, like a pet, very cute.

Song Hui'an had never seen such a miraculous species before. Seeing that it was harmless to them, he wanted to go up and observe it carefully. But when the shark saw him, he suddenly jumped up with his tail flicking as if he had taken a stimulant. Come ashore and twist your body towards Song Hui'an.

Seeing this, Quan Ying couldn't help but touch his forehead, he forgot about the fact that Merman is always beautiful.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the shark landed, things went wrong.

"careful!"

Song Hui'an had sharp eyes and quick hands, and flew over to mention Xiaodaotong, then backed away. He was very alert, showing a fierce look, and his ten fingers had already melted into claws.

The lower body of the merman was pierced by the chain-like bone tail that was connected to the water. When the thing moved, the merman's body also moved around. At first glance, people thought it was a living thing.

It was dead long ago, but it was just the bait used by that unknown monster to lure people!

[The author has something to say: Quan Ying: I will perform a show operation for everyone tomorrow and I will play myself]