I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

"Okay." Shen Fuxing looked at the man with the red umbrella with burning eyes, ignoring Chu Zhijian's worry and confusion behind him.

"I like your straightforwardness. My name is Yue Changliu." Yue Changliu, holding a red umbrella, smiled slightly, and turned the umbrella lightly in a circle.

Shen Fuxing looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and then at the thin female red umbrella in Yue Changliu's hand, and determined that this was a neuropathy with a brain problem.

"The phantom mirror in the five-element white rainbow is not a conscious human being. The reason why it can make the phantoms look like real ones is because it can absorb the emotions of the monks in the secret realm who have been unable to find an exit for a long time. The monk's memory, using those memories to guide the monk into the illusion woven by it, and then further perfecting the illusion with the emotions generated by the monk in the illusion, thus slowly wrapping the monk like a cocoon, and he will never get out of the illusion for a lifetime. "

When Yue Changliu talked about this, he seemed to recall some wonderful memories, and looked at the red umbrella in his hand tenderly, with tender eyes.

Fu Jing felt that she had something to say.

"Of course, because of your master—the chaotic bone in front of me..." Yue Changliu paused, as if admiring the expressions of the four of them, "his strange power guided you to quickly find the oasis, A place with a real exit."

An undercurrent flashed in Hong Yi's eyes, she held the cloth bag in her hand and did not speak.

Yue Changliu's curious eyes stopped on the cloth bag at the waist of the red clothes for a moment, and the waves in his eyes rose slightly, and he continued: "But in view of the fact that the Wuxiang Baihong is not peaceful recently, following your illusionary power, there is no need to absorb negative emotions. , have already accumulated enough power, and when the time comes, I can lead you into the country."

Shen Fuxing's heart tightened. Does the accumulated strength refer to the betrayal and shock he felt in the illusion just now?

Yue Changliu didn't give a shit anymore: "It's actually very simple to distinguish between illusion and reality. Since illusion is based on memory to weave illusion, you can use memory as a breakthrough point to find flaws."

"Of course, you may not understand so much, let me give you an example." Yue Changliu raised the umbrella in front of him, and gently touched the handle of the umbrella: "For example, the umbrella in my hand was my wife's favorite when she was alive. magic weapon."

Although the four of them guessed that the umbrella must belong to Yue Changliu's lover, they didn't expect his wife to have passed away.

Seeing that Yue Changliu cherished this umbrella from the very beginning, it is not difficult to see his deep affection for his beloved wife. For such a deeply affectionate person, the four of them couldn't help but weaken their doubts about him.

Especially the red clothes, whose complexion has softened a lot.

"The illusion brought me back to the time when my wife was still alive. It is really a very good memory. Even the scene of my wife's death from a serious illness is portrayed so vividly that I was almost trapped in it and could never come out again. Yue Changliu looked at the umbrella with a look of sadness in his eyes.

"Then how did you get out?" Fu Jing asked.

"Because my wife didn't die of illness, but was killed by my own hands." Yue Changliu said with a smile, "I liked her very much, so I killed her."

That smile carried the gentleness of the breeze and the moon, and there was no haze in his eyes. He held up the umbrella, and looked at the umbrella like looking at a dead lover, affectionate and tender.

The weather in the desert was extremely hot and dry, but everyone felt like a gust of cold wind was blowing in their hearts, freezing to the bone.

"So what you mean is that you use the memory errors that only you know to induce the illusion to weave a memory with huge flaws."

Shen Fuxing was the first to come to his senses. He had the experience of a science friend who converted to God and Buddha and pushed him off a cliff. He accepted such things well and accurately grasped the main points of Yue Changliu's words.

Yue Changliu nodded with a smile.

"Okay, now that we have found the exit, let's go there. Everyone thinks of a memory that can almost deceive themselves, so don't get lost in the illusion."

Shen Fuxing first walked towards the center of the oasis. He actually didn't know where the exit was, but he believed that as long as he walked over, the exit would be there.

The hazy mist enveloped the four of Shen Fuxing little by little, Yue Changliu stood in place holding an umbrella, watching the exit of the secret realm, drifting from the southwest direction of the oasis towards Shen Fuxing, the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

Within a moment, Shen Fuxing was the first to wake up from the illusion, and in the blink of an eye, the exit shining with colorful lights was in front of him.

Yue Changliu stood beside the exit, and said leisurely: "Although I can find the exit, but compared to chasing you after the exit, I always feel a bit lost."

Shen Fuxing ignored him.

Soon, the three woke up from their confusion one after another.

"Do you have any questions to ask? If it's just now, I can only say it's luck." Shen Fuxing looked at Yue Changliu.

"No, no, no...how could I ask such a boring question?" Yue Changliu chuckled, and the tassel under the handle of the umbrella swayed slightly with his movements, "I really want to know why in your soul..."

Yue Changliu looked at the pair of souls in Shen Fuxing's body, and was about to ask, when the golden bell hanging on the red umbrella suddenly rang, and the sound was hurried and chaotic.

Yue Changliu's smile subsided slightly, his voice paused, and he spoke faster: "I haven't thought of the question I want to ask, I'll ask you when I think about it. See you soon."

He lifted his foot and stepped into the colorful light curtain, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

"Master, are we going out now?" Chu Zhijian looked at the direction where Yue Changliu disappeared, and stretched out his hand curiously, and found that the palm of his hand could pass through the light curtain.

"Of course we have to go out." Shen Fuxing walked through the light curtain first, his footsteps a little hurried.

In the soul?

Shen Fuxing felt that goosebumps were about to rise on his body.

The four of them left the secret realm.

Hanguang Xianzong, next to the five-element white rainbow magic circle.

"It's been half a month, and these people are still alive. It's really something." The long-browed disciple looked at the four life-and-death lines still flying in the hands of the black-faced man, and said in surprise.

The black-faced man didn't speak.

"Look! The formation is lit up!" the person next to disciple Changmei who had been silent all this time suddenly said.

This teleportation circle to Wuxiang Baihong, except that it will light up when entering, the rest will only light up when people pass the test and come out from the exit.

Before the black-faced man had time to speak, the four came out of the formation intact.

The reason for emphasizing that they are intact is because all the people who came back before were missing arms and legs, and the smell of blood was very strong on their bodies. It was obvious at a glance that they had been seriously injured, and they would not be able to recover within a few months.

The four of Shen Fuxing were fine, except for the few knife marks on Fu Jing's body that had been cut by the wind blade, the four of them were all glamorous and full of aura.

"Heart-soul state?" The black-faced man looked at Shen Fuxing in surprise.

Looking at it, I found that not only his cultivation, but also Shen Fuxing's temperament seemed to have changed, and there was a faint awe-inspiring coercion on his body, which was different from the coercion of the strong in the three realms, this coercion , It's more like a fear of something from the source of memory deep in the soul.

If it wasn't for the black-faced man who was naturally sensitive to human scents, he might not have noticed this.

There is something wrong with this man's soul!

The black-faced man looked carefully again, and found that Shen Fuxing's appearance seemed to have changed as well.

Wipe away the dust like a bright pearl, revealing a corner of Huaguang faintly.

"Eh? Master! Have you made a breakthrough?" Only then did Fu Jing realize that the aura on Master's body had changed. No wonder he was insensitive. After all, he was already in the soul refining stage, and his actual combat strength was much higher than his cultivation base. , so he would not notice the change in Shen Fuxing's cultivation base for a while.

Hongyi suddenly looked at Shen Fuxing, and found that his cultivation was indeed at the stage of refining the mind and soul, and frowned slightly.

"It's a small matter. It's just a nap." Shen Fuxing pressed his hand, expressing that this was a normal operation.

"Master...you seem to... have become more attractive." Chu Zhijian hesitated for a while, then stammered.

In the secret realm, several people wanted to go out early, but they didn't notice the change in Shen Fuxing's appearance.

At this moment, when I looked at it, I found that Master seemed to have a lot better eyes?

"Wow! Master, are you practicing the orthodox technique of the Yunlai Immortal Sect? It can't be some evil technique of beauty and appearance! Although you are indeed uglier than the disciples, the natural one is the most beautiful. Master, don't be overthinking..."

Fu Jing's eyes suddenly showed horror. Some people in their clan were not satisfied with their own charms, they practiced the evil art of changing the appearance of bones, and finally lost their hair overnight.

"Hehe. Master, I love to practice, can you control me?" Shen Fuxing smiled.

But there is a murmur in my heart, has my appearance changed?what happened?

Shen Fuxing wanted to immediately take out a mirror to take a picture of himself, but considering the image, he held back and planned to find a place where no one was around to take a closer look.

He said why the thing behind it didn't act like a monster after it was upgraded, it turned out that even his face had changed.

Shen Fuxing had a hundred dirty words to say in his heart.

"Since everyone has returned safely, this suicide note should naturally be returned to its original owner." The black-faced man took out the things that everyone had given him before and returned them one by one.

When it was still in red, the black-faced man touched it for a long time, but he couldn't find it.

"Wait, I definitely didn't touch your things." The black-faced man dug into the storage bag for a long time, but still found nothing.

Hong Yi looked at it for a while, and the cloth bag on his waist suddenly arched Hong Yi.

Hongyi's face changed, he grabbed the cloth bag, and said, "You don't need to look for it, maybe you should go back by yourself. My thing is a bit capable, it can tear open the space by itself, so it probably ran away by itself."

The black-faced man was sweating profusely when he found it. Hearing this, he thought it was the other party's refusal to comfort him, and said: "Girl, don't comfort me. I, Mangshan, are definitely not the ones who hide the guests' tokens. Please allow me to look for them again. "

"It's really not with you!" Hong Yi had no choice but to open the cloth bag, and a colored glass ball jumped out happily, with a flickering candle burning inside it, reflecting the colorful colored glass, it was very beautiful.

The black-faced man was taken aback for a moment, and stammered: "Did you really run out? That's really powerful."

Just as everyone was staring at the glazed ball in a daze, a sound-transmitting paper crane fell into the hands of the black-faced man in the distance.

After the black-faced man entered the aura, his eyes were surprised, and he turned around and saluted the four of them: "A letter from the Yunlai Xianzong, the Xuanji Secret Realm near the Qiyang Mountains has been opened in advance, please follow my disciples of the Hanguang Xianzong to Qiyang Yang Mountain Range."