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

Yuzhu red tiles and white railings, the breeze passes through the corner pavilion and blows across the lake, creating leisurely ripples on the water.

There is a stone table in the center of the pavilion, and beside the table is a rattan reclining chair, with several soft cushions randomly scattered on it, it can be seen that the owner of the reclining chair enjoys it very much.

There is a straight cloud trace in the sky, as if something just passed by here.

Shen Fuxing was standing beside the wicker chair, as if looking away from the sky.

"Brother Fuxing! What are you looking at? The suzerain is looking for you!" A crisp child's voice inserted into the screen, accompanied by the melodious sound of bells.

Shen Fuxing turned her head, and the red bell was bouncing over from not far away. She was only in the spiritual stage and could not fly with a sword, but she could do simple spiritual energy to lighten her body, and she quickly came to Shen Fuxing around.

Shen Fuxing subconsciously touched the two small knobs on the top of Hongling's head, and the red bell made a clear and pleasant sound.

"Win today's boxing game?" Shen Fuxing seemed to have an independent consciousness in his body, guiding him to say this sentence.

"Today is not a boxing game! Hong Ling had a proper match with Zi Ling and the others today. The competition was Ta Shui Wuhen." Hong Ling shook her head proudly.The bell on her head jingled as she shook it.

This scene was too familiar, Shen Fuxing knew that he was in an illusion, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

Next, he went to Mingyue Hall, and was slapped by Yun Buyun, momentarily angry at being humiliated, depressed and ridiculed at being top-notch cultivation aptitude but not daring to practice, all flashed across his mind.

Shen Fuxing was sure that although he was a little annoyed at the time, he definitely did not have such strong emotions. However, in the illusion, his emotions were greatly released.

Outside the illusion, the ball of colored ink belonging to Shen Fuxing began to expand and contract slowly like other balls of color because of Shen Fuxing's emotional fluctuations, as if breathing.

Shen Fuxing had no way to get rid of the illusion, and could only watch helplessly as he was besieged by the nine sects from Izumolai Xianzong to Yunlai, and every emotional fluctuation exploded in Shen Fuxing's mind like a magnifying glass. .

And the color group outside the illusion also keeps shrinking and expanding with every emotional change of Shen Fuxing, and, with the superposition of each emotion, the color group becomes more stable and orderly, and gradually becomes a group full of rhythm abstract painting.

It can't go on like this.

Trapped in his own body, Shen Fuxing watched the story step by step towards the plot where he crossed the Ufu Sea and came to the Demon Race, and was given a heavy gift by the old woman of Mumian Village, and because of the emotional experience again and again, he gradually Unable to distinguish the difference between himself and Shen Fuxing in the story, he began to assimilate with his body.

Realizing that if he continued like this, he might be trapped in the illusion forever, Shen Fuxing tried hard to control his body.

Fortunately, this illusion is not impeccable. Every time Shen Fuxing is possessed by a remnant soul, there will be a period of blankness. It seems that this illusion cannot replicate things that do not belong to the cultivation world. Shen Fuxing thinks this is an opportunity.

When Ji Shiye appeared, Shen Fuxing tried to use the unstable moment of switching back and forth with the remnant soul to allow himself to seize control of his body.

However, at this moment, it was also when Fuyuan was coveted by the colorful envoy Qing Gu, and he was caught by the familiar "Xiaobai" for no reason, and his mood fluctuated greatly. Shen Fuxing tried for a long time, but he still couldn't get rid of the emotion control.

Just as Shen Fuxing was struggling with the emotions in his body and trying to stay awake, a sarcastic voice came from nowhere and fell directly into Shen Fuxing's mind.

"Shen Xing, look at your current appearance, but you still have the appearance of a divine punishment body!"

The voice came from far and near, carrying a faint hint of a visitor from outside the sky, completely awakening Shen Fuxing from his struggle.

god star.

This is the second time Shen Fuxing has heard this name today, which made him more certain that in his previous life, he was probably the "God Star" in the Realm of False Reality, a person who lost his only friend due to rigidity and stubbornness, day after day. The poor autistic man who picks up souls on the Bridge of Naihe.

This is the first time Shen Fuxing has heard the word "Physical Punishment". Is this the identity of the "God Star"?

It is in line with his old-fashioned personality that emphasizes "rules" and "rules of heaven" all day long.

In the extreme northern ice field, the black figure returned to the iceberg. His figure seemed to coincide with the huge iceberg. One after another, candle flames floated out of the lamps and merged into the iceberg without hesitation, like moths to the flame.

"Shen Xing, this is a gift I prepared for you, enjoy it!"

Feel the love and desire of this thousand worlds, and then lose it severely!

The last voice came from the illusion, and Shen Fuxing struggled again in the illusion.

Outside the passage of the Demon Killing Tower.

Fu Yuan and Wang Goudaner finally arrived.

Wang Goudan really didn't want to go to Tianyou Valley. He used to be the city lord of Chuyan, and his every move represented Chuyan's face, which was the belief in the hearts of all the people. Become a restrained temperament and a heroic Chuyan city lord.

Finding that he survived the battlefield of humans and demons, and came to the other side of the floating sea where the demons gathered, Wang Goudan'er felt a little heavy and uneasy at first. After all, he is the lord of Chuyan. He didn't like being a city lord with his hands tied, but he still cared about the common people. This battle between humans and demons brought him to the demon clan. Without the city lord, there would definitely be chaos.

The only good thing is that his brother, although he is a bit timid, has no character. If he can survive, his wife and daughter will be guaranteed.

But after living in the Demon Race for a period of time, he discovered that the Demon Race people are also human beings. Although they practice different skills, they are no different from the Human Race. His personality is very congenial with him. After a long period of struggle, he gradually adapted to the life of the demons and got the freedom he wanted here.

Although Wang Goudan didn't know the purpose of Fuyuan's Tianyougu party, but Fuyuan is a human race—even though he has switched to the cultivation method, he can still see that he is a human race—this is enough to make Wang Goudan alert.

He didn't want to get involved in the confrontation between humans and demons anymore, saying a general position was already done for the sake of being a human race, and went to Tianyou Valley together, which really violated his original intention.

Fu Yuan couldn't persuade him, so he had no choice but to explain the recent actions of the demons and his own speculation, hoping to impress the Chuyan City Lord.

In fact, what Fu Yuan didn't know was that [-]% of his guesses were correct. The demons were indeed preparing for a second war between humans and demons. However, due to time constraints, Shen Fuxing did not have time to tell all the details, and only said to go as soon as possible. Tianyougu.

After Wang Goudan heard these things, he was silent for a long time, and finally brought Fu Yuan to Tianyou Valley, but he didn't want to go back to the Demon Race.

"According to what you said, there is already a new city lord in Yancheng, and even the name has been changed. I will only increase my worries when I go back." Wang Goudan touched the spear in his hand and refused to enter the boulder.

Fu Yuan can understand the mood of this city lord, things are different, not to mention that he has lived in the demon race for thousands of years, and if he goes back, he may not even be able to adapt to the spiritual energy.

He was concerned about Shen Fuxing, who had lost contact with him for a long time, and he didn't persuade him much. He only left a token, so that if Wang Goudan wanted to come to Tianling Continent and didn't want to go back out of Yancheng, he could use this token to find Yunlai. Xianzong or Zibi Island would not have nowhere to go.

Wang Goudan nodded, and after Fuyuan waited for a moment to enter the boulder, he looked at the cross-strait passage that he had been looking forward to countless times, but finally he did not step in.

After Fu Yuan entered the tunnel, he found that his connection with Shen Fuxing was completely cut off, and he couldn't even sense the location of the purple fox's remnant soul.

He didn't rush out of the passage, but looked at the murals all over the sky, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

The last time he entered the tunnel, Fu Yuan was torn apart by the wind before he could open his eyes, and he only had time to see a bright color.

This time, under the ghostly eyes of Wan Ling, Fu Yuan made a new discovery.

Each of these colorful ink blobs exists independently, and around the ink blobs, there is a faint halo that is slowly fading.

Thinking of what Shen Fuxing said before, that the elder brother was in this stone, Fu Yuan had to re-examine these lottery groups, and had a guess in his mind.

He didn't feel the murals like Shen Fuxing did, but reached out to touch these colored groups, but was caught off guard and pulled into a fantasy.

With the ghost pupil of all spirits, Fu Yuan is like an outsider who has watched other people's life in the illusion.

With the first colored ink ball as a foreshadowing, Fu Yuan quickly found the right way. These murals have a certain pattern, the longer they are trapped, the faster they expand and shrink. He tried his best to call Jiuyou Yuehu, hoping to find Shen Fuxing with the help of the remnant soul on the ring.

Finally, after touching countless color groups, Fu Yuan saw a familiar scene.

That was the time when Shen Fuxing was burned by human candles at the bottom of the lake in Huxinting and entered the water to cool down.

Fu Yuan just wanted to wake up Shen Fuxing, but in the blink of an eye, he was stuffed into the body of "Fu Yuan" at the bottom of the lake. When he raised his eyes again, it was Shen Fuxing's gentle smile and thin lips that were getting closer.

Fu Yuan subconsciously closed her eyes, but did not wait for a kiss.

"I succeeded?" Shen Fuxing pushed Fu Yuan away, tried to swim towards the lake, and found that he could move freely.

He had been trying to break free from the part of the memory captured by Ji Shiye before, but he still couldn't grasp his emotions, so he thought that this time at the bottom of the lake was the first time he took the initiative to awaken the remnant soul, and wanted to see if he could succeed.

But the previous few times, they failed because of being too excited. Fu Yuan's expression was too alluring. Shen Fuxing couldn't do Liu Xiahui to such an innocent and expectant face, and kissed honestly every time. up.

Until this time, at the moment of kissing, he saw that Fu Yuan, who had been dazed and didn't know how to close his eyes, closed his eyes, which made it difficult for him to distinguish between illusion and reality, so he broke free from control for the first time.

After confirming that he was no longer at the mercy of the illusion, Shen Fuxing retreated to the bottom of the water, and looked at Fu Yuan hesitantly: "Will the illusion still evolve on its own? Will they all close their eyes?"

Fu Yuan remained silent for a moment, stretched out his arms to hug Shen Fuxing tightly, tilted his head, and lowered his eyebrows.

I told him with practical actions that the illusion will not only close its eyes, but also take the initiative to kiss.

The author has something to say: Shen Fuxing (scratching his head): Has the illusion evolved?

Fu Yuan obediently closed his eyes: ...