The devil has too many vests

Su Xinghan's suggestion sounded reasonable, but Yan Weilou rejected it after thinking about it.

The reason why he was so keen on finding "Bending the Sky" was not because he was trying to obtain a peerless magic skill like others, but because of his trust in himself.

He believes that there must be hidden deeper secrets in this magical art created by himself, which may be related to the truth of the past.

If "Bending the Sky Jue" is really not as simple as he guessed, this general outline is the most important part. He doesn't want to leave it in human hands, and wants to get it back by himself.

What's more, the rumors of the forbidden place in the sky are so terrifying, and they are groundless, and they may not be without reason.No one knows if there is any danger in it, no matter how hard-hearted Yan Weilou is, he will not let Su Xinghan take the risk instead of him.

If possible, he would actually prefer to go alone.

And it was absolutely impossible for Su Xinghan to agree.

Finally, after some discussions, they couldn't convince each other at all, so they decided to go in and have a look together.

The first thing to solve is the sealing enchantment with life and death as the core covering the forbidden area in the sky.

I don't know who set up this seal in the first place. It only discriminates between life and death. The stronger the vitality, the more targeted it is.If Yan Weilou breaks in regardless of force, not to mention whether he can succeed, even if he succeeds in breaking through this barrier, at least [-]% of his vitality will be swallowed up, and he will be seriously injured and dying in an instant.

And he didn't know how many dangers were waiting for him inside the barrier, and he, who was seriously injured and weak, entered it defenselessly like this, and would have no power to resist.

This clearly means that the living are forbidden to enter.

Fortunately, the special case of Su Xinghan gave Yan Weilou new inspiration.As long as one is in a state of neither life nor death, seemingly virtual or real, one can naturally break through the sealing barrier and enter the forbidden place in the sky.

——Isn’t his vest just like that?On the one hand, it is as lifelike as a real person, on the other hand, once the power of time is insufficient, or his own thoughts move, it will change from reality to emptiness and disappear into emptiness.

Such a vest purely transformed by the power of time is naturally neither life nor death.There is neither death energy nor vitality in the whole body.Because his life and death are in Yan Weilou's own thoughts.

With the strength of Yan Weilou's soul, multi-tasking, supporting the deity and the four vests is already the limit.Fortunately, the vest of "Yan Qingshuang" was temporarily withdrawn not long ago, so that he would not be stretched.

In front of Su Xinghan, Yan Weilou's dark left eye suddenly ignited a golden flame.The scorching flame formed a sundial-like pattern. In the center of the golden flame, an illusory pointer jumped slightly with the flame, as if a golden flame swam around in his dark pupils.

Under Su Xinghan's curious gaze, an illusory shadow slowly emerged in front of Yan Weilou where the pale golden flame shone. At first, it was like an ethereal cloud. It became more and more solid, and in the end it became exactly the same as Yan Weilou himself.

Dressed in black, with black hair casually scattered behind her, with a sharp face and deep black pupils, she looks high-spirited, confident and proud, and there is an unstoppable dazzling brilliance between the lazy brows.

This time it was just to explore the forbidden place in the sky, Yan Weilou didn't bother to create a new vest, and weaved a temporary avatar for a while, and recycled it on the spot after use.

But looking at the avatar that was exactly like himself, he still had a strange and subtle feeling in his heart.

Su Xinghan even looked left at this and right at that, his eyes sparkled with curiosity, anticipation, and a smile of surprise, showing the true qualities of Neptune.

His eyes slightly curved: "The two Ayans..."

Yan Weilou: "???"

...Just curious, what the hell are you looking forward to and being surprised?I always feel that you are giving birth to some fantasy that you shouldn't have, Orz.

In Su Xinghan's smiling eyes, Yan Weilou felt unprecedented embarrassment.He himself quickly retreated to the side, directly entering the turbulent whirlpool of spiritual energy outside, then sat down cross-legged, and began to practice at the height of 3000 meters.

The temporary avatar looked at Su Xinghan, and walked towards the sealing barrier first: "Okay, let's go."

Yan Weilou's conjecture was not wrong.This time, he was really not blocked by anything, as if he had penetrated a real water curtain, and he easily entered the barrier.

Su Xinghan glanced at Yan Weilou himself who had already started to cultivate, then forcibly pressed down the corners of his lips, gave a soft "um", and walked in behind.

He stepped forward slowly, his figure submerged bit by bit into the water curtain, and the last corner of his snow-white clothes completely disappeared.

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Yan Weilou originally thought that the forbidden place in the sky was similar to the secret realm of the vast sea, and after entering it would be a brand new small world.

But the fact is that just after stepping into the barrier, his consciousness sank, and he seemed to have fallen asleep completely under the influence of some kind of force. When Yan Weilou woke up, he found himself lying on a bed. On thatched mat.

Surrounding it was an extremely simple house, with a roof with a big hole above it, and through that hole, one could still see the sky covered in a layer of black mist.

And Su Xinghan didn't know where to go.

A big question mark popped up on his head, Yan Weilou stood up slowly, checked his body, found nothing wrong, then looked around the thatched cottage, also found nothing.It is simply poor and white, clean and clear.

So he opened the door and walked out.

What appeared in front of Yan Weilou was a dilapidated small mountain village, almost every household seemed to be equally poor, the kind that even robbers would not patronize.

Every room looked empty, and there was no one around, dead silent and uninhabited.

Before he could figure out the situation, he suddenly heard a panic shout from the entrance of the village: "It's bandit soldiers! Bandit soldiers are coming! Hide quickly!!"

Several villagers ran in from the direction of the village entrance in a panic. Dozens of hundreds of villagers immediately rushed out of the empty houses just now. There were men and women, old and young, and they all ran out in a panic.Another old man passed by Yan Weilou and yelled:

"God, why are you so stupid here? The bandits are here, why don't you run away!!!"

Yan Goudan Weilou: "??????"

Dust and smoke rose from the entrance of the village, and a cavalry soldier with red helmets and red armor suddenly rushed in, directly rushed into the crowd with high hooves, and slashed down mercilessly.

Blood flowed like rivers in the village.

At this time, Yan Weilou suddenly found that his body seemed to be suppressed by some invisible rules, and he became as weak as ordinary people. The body of the controlled NPC was mixed with a group of NPCs, running wildly.

An ordinary man with two legs cannot outrun a horse with four legs.This fate is already obvious.

Sure enough, half a minute later, the sound of horseshoes sounded behind him, and in the splashing blood, Yan Weilou's consciousness went dark again, and he sank completely.

When he woke up again, the scene was exactly the same as before, appearing in that thatched hut.

This time, Yan Weilou did not go out rashly, but sat quietly on the bed to analyze.

"According to the "plot" that happened before, the village will be bloodbathed in about 5 minutes. Although my body is still my own, the appearance must have changed in the eyes of others. It is estimated that a The identity of an ordinary villager, a dog..." Thinking of this down-to-earth name, Yan Weilou fell silent for a while.

He checked the thatched hut again, this time not only by touching it with his hands, but also with his senses.

"Sure enough, like the enchantment outside, it seems virtual and real, not a completely real existence, more like a place similar to an illusion, but it is more real than an illusion - is this a special rule of the forbidden place in the sky? "

Yan Weilou walked out of the thatched hut, looked carefully at the nearby rooms, and even walked in to make sure that there was no one there.

However, a few minutes later, a familiar thing happened. With the arrival of the cavalry, villagers appeared out of nowhere in the previously empty house like a haunted house, and they ran away in embarrassment, crying.

It was the same old man who passed by Yan Weilou before, and opened his mouth to shout, "Dog—"

"I'm coming right now!" Yan Weilou hastily interrupted him, for fear of hearing that terrible name again.His body ran again as if under control, and was killed directly by the chasing cavalry.

Yan Weilou woke up from the thatched hut again.

"I figured it out. Those villagers are not alive, and this place is not completely real. It seems that this is indeed a place similar to an illusion."

"So, what should I do to break the illusion?"

"To survive the ensuing massacre?"

So, Yan Weilou made a change this time.He gave full play to his experience of being chased and killed by Man Jianghu and successfully escaped, and found a hidden place to hide.Sure enough, it was not discovered by those knights.

However, after the whole village was bloodbathed, Yan Weilou's consciousness went dark again.Like a game reloading, he woke up from the thatched cottage again.

"...?" Yan Weilou was puzzled, "The key is not to protect oneself, but to save others?"

But those villagers would only appear from their houses after the cavalry arrived, and it was impossible to save people in advance.

After several experiments, he found that he was like an NPC in the game. If he didn't make a choice, this body would automatically run along with the villagers, just like the automatic pathfinding in the game.And if he refuses to automatically find his way, he can also manipulate his body and react in various ways.

"In a land of absolute spirits, spiritual energy is forbidden. What's more, I am suppressed by the rules in the illusion, and the physical strength I can use is similar to that of ordinary people. Fortunately, those cavalry are also ordinary people. If I want to save people, I can only try swordsmanship. "

……

A scream pierced the dead silence of the village, and a group of villagers appeared out of nowhere.Then there was the thunderous sound of horseshoes, and the knight on the horse was blood-stained, and his exposed eyes were full of bloodthirsty intent.

The familiar scene reappeared, with hundreds of cavalry trampling through the crowd with men and horses.However, this time, Yan Weilou did not let his body be controlled by the setting of the illusion to run away automatically, but snatched control of his body and hid in the top of a big tree.

The cavalry passed by like the wind. After entering the village, the speed of the horses slowed down slightly due to obstacles, but it was still faster than ordinary people.When one of the knights passed by the side of the road, the boy on the tree suddenly unsheathed his horizontal sword, and an unimaginable icy sword light swayed out, like a vast river pouring down.

This is from top to bottom, by surprise, and Yan Weilou has tempered thousands of times of almost instinctive combat experience, the result is not difficult to predict.

Blood spattered, and with a fatal blow, the young man arrived with the sword, and directly chopped off the knight from the horse, while he landed lightly on the horse's back, snatching away the opponent's long weapon used for horse fighting.

With horses and long weapons, the remaining enemies are much easier to deal with.It's just a group battle, he was besieged many times in his previous life, and Yan Weilou has rich experience.

When the last enemy was killed, blood spread all over the village.Yan Weilou's expected customs clearance scene did not appear, but just like every time before, the whole person was "refreshed" in the thatched cottage again.

After several rounds of refreshing and restarting, combined with Yan Weilou's extremely keen sense of spirit and soul, and the yin energy floating around the forbidden area in the sky, he has roughly guessed the cause and effect behind this.

If his expectations are correct, this illusion should be generated by the resentment and obsession of the dead.The owner of the illusion is the identity he replaced now, that "dog egg".And the scene that has been happening is the real experience of the other party before his death.

Logically speaking, if you want to let this illusion dissipate on its own, you should find the other party's obsession and resolve it.It is equivalent to the technique of saving the souls of the dead in the supernatural stories that Yan Weilou had read before traveling.

But Yan Weilou tried several times, but he couldn't resolve this obsession, and his patience was exhausted.

"I can't save my life, I can't save people, I can't let me wipe out the enemy country by the way, I don't know if this illusion is that big..."

He stood up abruptly, and sighed softly: "Since your obsession is unwilling to follow the procedure and dissipate obediently, don't blame me for the physical transcendence."

Saying that, Yan Weilou stretched out his hand, a wisp of dark white flame emerged from his fingertips, and the biting cold air wafted around.It is the Tianyuan Jiehuo that has not been used for a long time.

Spirit energy is forbidden in the land of absolute spirits, and Yan Weilou's strength is also limited in the illusion, but the flame bound to the soul is not restricted at all.

The Tianyuan Tribulation Fire burns everything, and it is easy to deal with the mere remaining obsessions.

Yan Weilou popped out with his fingers.

laugh!

The forest white flame ignited the thatched cottage in an instant, and spread to other houses. The houses, trees, trails, and even the panicked villagers who suddenly appeared along the way were all burned by the flame.

The place that had been burned by the flame suddenly turned into a large piece of ashes and drifted away, revealing the empty air behind, and the whole world was like a picture scroll being ignited.

The entire fantasy world is collapsing, and a ray of pitch-black mist suddenly emerges from the center of the fantasy. It exudes a strong resentment and yin, which is the indelible obsession.In the next moment, the black mist was also burned into nothingness in the white flames.

Yan Weilou got out of trouble.

But when he opened his eyes this time, he appeared in a restaurant again. He was drinking wine, pushing and changing glasses. A ray of dark white sky abyss fire has been thrown out.

The movements are simple and rough, crisp and neat.

Another illusion, shattered!

Then came the third, and the fourth... One after another, Yan Weilou used the simplest and most brutal way to pass through the illusions one after another, and the screams of remnant souls could still be heard in his ears.

Yan Weilou turned a deaf ear to it, and his eyes were always as clear as before, and he never moved in the slightest.

And these countless scene changes have never affected his mind in the slightest. No matter how many tragic illusions he saw, he was still a little unhappy.

The environment around him was changing rapidly.Until another scene change, a suona sound of joy and encouragement suddenly sounded in Yan Weilou's ear, this is the joy of getting married!

Yan Weilou looked around, only to see that this time he was in a desert wilderness with the setting sun in the west. He was standing in the middle of a long and winding path, with lush dense forests on both sides and vaguely vast mountains.

In front of his eyes was a mighty procession of seeing off relatives, and the exquisite sedan chair was extremely eye-catching.

At this time, Yan Weilou was standing in the middle of the avenue, followed by more than a dozen young men dressed as bandits with long knives on their waists, a group of people blocked the team on the road.

"...Is this the rhythm of me wanting a bully to snatch a marriage?"

After figuring out what happened in front of him, Yan Weilou couldn't laugh or cry, and then he stretched out his finger and habitually ignited a wisp of white flame.

But at this moment, a voice floated out from the sedan chair, successfully making Yan Weilou's movements completely frozen.

"...Ayan?"

The car curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a plain white hand, and the afterglow of the setting sun was pouring down, reflecting on a face that was as beautiful as a fairy, so beautiful that it was unreal.

No matter how the illusion changes, what roles they replace, the two are still the original appearance and dress in each other's eyes.

But against the backdrop of the crimson curtains all around, the person who had always only been dressed in white had an unmistakable beauty.

The two looked at each other.

Yan Weilou put away the robbery fire, and suddenly smiled: "...It seems that I really want to be a bully who snatches a marriage."

The moment he saw this person, for some reason, Yan Weilou's previous eagerness and impatience disappeared, and he was no longer so eager to break through the illusion, but instead had the mind to enjoy the plot of the illusion.

His tense heartstrings relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his lips.Immediately, he waved his hands at the younger brothers around him, like a real bandit leader:

"Brothers, come on!"

In the wilderness, many bandits swarmed up, and the young man in black tapped his toes and rushed up first, like a dragon diving out of an abyss.His clear and wide laughter came in the wind.

"Steal the bride! Keep the groom!"

Accompanied by laughter, the leaping black shadow was like a black dragon coming out of the mountain, and the sleeve wind swept away the guards intercepting it, and went straight to the sedan chair like a strong wind.

The door of the sedan chair was wide open, and pieces of silk were flying like rain of flowers. Yan Weilou and the occupant of the sedan chair exchanged a glance, and in those clear and soft eyes, he saw himself smiling happily and vigorously.Su Xinghan stretched out his hand towards him.

He fished it casually, and picked up the person who didn't resist at all.

The crimson car curtain spread out like petals, and two figures, one black and one white, suddenly flew out of it.

Finally meeting with Su Xinghan successfully, a certain bandit leader who made an act of snatching a marriage in broad daylight showed a cheerful smile:

"...No matter what the original plot of this illusion is, now I declare that the bully and the groom are married."