I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

"Puff" "Puff".

There were two inaudible cracking sounds in the air.Two hidden weapons with strange green lights flashed towards Lu Wanxian's eyebrows.

It was a vicious and old-fashioned move, Lu Wanxian secretly sighed in his heart, as expected, the world is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. After two lives, Sheng Tianjiao still has the same feeling when he makes a move.

When the hidden weapon shot in front of Lu Wanxian, it hit a layer of invisible energy and fell down with a "crack".

"what?"

A boy's voice came from the door.

The sixth son of the Sheng family was impatient, and wanted to ambush Lu Wanxian while he was asleep, but Lu Lingjiao missed him.

"Lao Liu, come out quickly, it's too late if you don't come out!" The second brother's voice was sent to the ears of the Sheng family's Lao Liu with the wind. At this moment, there was a wave of spiritual power in the air, and he was startled. Beside the lintel, Lu Wanxian stood in front of him with his arms folded.

Sheng Liu was so frightened that he jumped up and turned around to run away, but Lu Wanxian grabbed his collar by the back.

"What the hell are you doing?" A cold question came from behind his ears.

"Let me go!" Sheng Liu struggled, but the back of his neck was tightly grasped by this young man who seemed to be young and not well-cultivated. He wanted to turn around to look, but he couldn't turn around when Lu Wanxian held him back. Sheng Liu Couldn't help being annoyed, he was waving his hands and cursing at the same time, his mouth was full of "village man in the wilderness", "children from the Lu family", "just occupying the name of Dongming Island" and so on.

Lu Wanxian ignored what he said, took Sheng Liu out of the ruined temple gate, and threw it on the open space.

When Sheng Liu was freed, he immediately rolled to his feet, fled cursing, and gave him a wave of hidden weapons before leaving.

Lu Wanxian brushed aside the overwhelming array of hidden weapons as if opening a bead curtain, and paced behind Sheng Liu with his hands behind his back.

The two walked one behind the other on the quiet long street of the small town. No matter how fast Sheng Liu walked, Lu Wanxian always kept the same distance from him.

This feeling of following him like a shadow made Sheng Liu very irritable.

He raised [-]% of his cultivation, the wind was blowing under his feet, and the spiritual power burst out from the golden core, stirring up the surrounding air.

"Lao Liu, come out quickly, remember not to use spiritual power..."

The sound transmission from the second elder brother of the Sheng family came again and again, Sheng Liu's face turned green and pale, he had already used it, what should I do.

Lu Wanxian followed Sheng Liu with his hands behind his back, walking like a stroll in a garden, but he moved so fast that he almost formed a phantom.

Suddenly, he stopped.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the empty long street ahead under the moonlight.The young man from the Sheng family, who was still full of vigor just now, was standing in the open space in an extremely strange posture, with his feet spread apart, one in front of the other, his upper body bent straight back like the end of a pole, and his hands clenched tightly. Fist, clenched on both sides of the ribs.

It is almost impossible to maintain balance in this position, as if you will fall backwards at any time.

In addition, Sheng Liu didn't make the slightest sound, just stood with his upper back leaning forward, and the moonlight shone on the empty street, which made it even more weird.

Lu Wanxian frowned slightly, folded his arms and walked around from one side to observe what the hell Sheng Liu was doing.

Turning around to the side, Lu Wanxian saw Sheng Liu's face. Sheng Liu was indeed not playing tricks, he seemed to have seen a ghost!

Sheng Liu's face was pale, his lips lost all color, and his eyes were wide open, staring obliquely ahead.

Lu Wanxian followed his gaze, and saw the faint moonlight covering the wall of a firewood house plastered with mud to prevent frost. There were farm tools hanging on the wall, casting a few distorted shadows.

"Ah—don't come here!!"

Sheng Liu suddenly let out a scream, turned around and ran, turned too hard and fell to the ground with a "bang", he struggled twice, got up staggeringly and ran forward again.

He was clearly able to run well, but he struggled forward in excruciating pain as if there were ten catties of weight hanging on his legs and feet, and he fell when he took two steps.

Lu Wanxian watched Sheng Liu run across the long street in an awkward posture.

"What did he see?" Lu Wanxian asked.

Of course, Lu Wanxian would not just ask and answer questions by himself.

"I don't know, I didn't see anything." The young voice answered in Lu Wanxian's ear.

"Doesn't your information base provide this answer service?"

"My information base is limited to noun explanations, physical identification..."

"That's really useless."

There was a sense of grievance in the voice of the Heavenly Dao System: "You are so kind to Han Xijian, and you are gentle and polite to the boys who feed the horses at the post station. Why are you treating me so badly? Are you targeting me?"

Lu Wanxian rubbed his chin: "The boy who feeds the horse at the post station helped me feed the horse."

"You, what do you mean, I'll look up the information..." Tiandao System suddenly remembered that Lu Wanxian asked him a question just now, but he didn't answer it. Although he said it was not his fault, he claimed What valuable information did I find for Lu Wanxian, and what important help did I provide him... Tiandao System was still a little embarrassed to be so cheeky, and he said instead, "I even sang for you."

"Then I can sing for you too." Lu Wanxian said with a smile. "Hmph, no need."

The flying sword in the sleeve trembled.

Lu Wanxian lowered his head and took a look: "Just now you said that there are spiritual fluctuations of high-grade magical artifacts?"

The Heavenly Dao System immediately replied: "Yes! Although there is no real object to check the information database, I can also identify the source of the spiritual power. The fluctuation of the spiritual power just now came from the activation of a high-grade magic weapon. Now the spiritual power tends to be stable. , that top-grade magic weapon has started to run smoothly, well, from the ruined temple to here, it is within the scope of the magic weapon.”

"As expected of a high-grade magic weapon." Lu Wanxian praised.

"Why are you still looking so relaxed? I can't help you when it's your turn. If you have merit points, you can draw a lottery in my merit store. Unfortunately, you don't have one." Unfortunately, Lu Wanxian was not interested in the task reward mechanism.

"I have a bag of treasures, why draw a lottery?" Lu Wanxian said leisurely, took out the porcelain bottle, and released the guide bee.

A little golden light flashed, flew into Lu Wanxian's sleeve, stopped on the flying sword for a moment, then flew into the air, and flew towards Tian Mojian.

The Tiandao system snorted angrily: "From now on, calling the information base also requires merit points, don't adjust it if you have the ability."

Lu Wanxian walked after the guide bee, and smiled when he heard this: "I've lived in this world for 500 years, what else I haven't seen?"

"Hmph, megalomaniac."

After chatting with Lu Wan again, the Heavenly Dao system disappeared again.

No one spoke in the silence, which seemed too boring.

With a wave of Lu Wanxian's hand, powerful spiritual power was poured into the guide bee, and the guide bee turned into a golden thread, floating brightly in midair, showing Lu Wanxian the way.

A bloody smell wafted in the night wind.

Lu Wanxian frowned slightly, but he did not slow down and continued to move forward.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

The canals on both sides of the ridge are getting deeper and wider, while the dirt road in the middle is getting narrower and narrower.

Gradually, it was like walking on a line of cliffs, with bottomless black riverbeds on both sides.

In the black riverbed, piles of corpses almost overflowed, and the smell of blood in the air was so strong that it was breathless.

The fields that had grown a layer of green seedlings were now also occupied by corpses. The fields were full of corpses in disorder, and there was not a single living thing.

Dead air shrouded the land, and at some point in the sky, the white moon turned into a blood moon, covered with layers of black veil-like clouds, and suddenly lost its brilliance, and the ground was also shrouded in shadow.

The only thing piercing through the black mist is a ray of golden light, which is the aura from the wings of the guide bee. The little thing brought out a golden thread full of spiritual power, which is still escaping forward.

Suddenly, as if being snuffed out by someone, the golden light went out without warning.

Lu Wanxian stopped.

In the wilderness, he was alone.

The strong wind swept across the lifeless land with a strong smell of blood, blowing the corners of Lu Wanxian's clothes and hair.

"It turned out to be... this magic weapon."

Lu Wanxian smiled lowly.

"This welcome is really grand enough."

"This is a nightmare. It is as famous as the magic painting and the living flower brush. It will produce a very real scene based on the fear in a person's heart, making people mistakenly believe that they have really entered the most feared scene. Ordinary people who encounter this Things can scare one's guts at least, and scare to death at worst. Although we cultivators have the ability to resist, we also... have more fear than ordinary people, so it may not be any better."

Outside the nightmare formation, the second elder brother of the Sheng family explained to the pale sixth son of the Sheng family:

"I told you not to use your spiritual power just now, because in the nightmare formation, using your spiritual power will trigger illusions. Although the eldest brother is not using the formation on you, you will still be impacted."

The sixth son of the Sheng family trembled, but still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Don't worry about him, second child, you will sweep the formation for me, I'm going to play in his illusion." The corners of Sheng Tianjiao's mouth curled up, revealing a vicious smile.

"Brother, don't worry, I'll watch over here." Sheng Er stroked his goatee.

In addition to creating terrifying illusions, the high-grade magic weapon nightmare also has another function, that is, the person who activates the magic weapon can enter the nightmare of others.

When people are in fear, their psychological defenses will collapse at the touch of a button, and they are extremely easy to be manipulated. Even if they cannot be attacked directly, they can still bury their inner demons.

Sheng Tianjiao shook his sleeves, walked into the nightmare formation with his head held high.