After I died, I soared

Shen Jiming followed the good advice and stopped talking, but his mouth was quiet, and he still couldn't fall asleep peacefully.First, he turned sideways silently, with his back to Xi Ling, trying to curl himself up into a ball as much as possible. After lying like this for a while, not only did he not feel sleepy, but he looked like a doormat who was being bullied.He tried to relax his body again, and lay flat in a relatively calm posture. Ke Xiling, a big living person, was lying less than a foot away from him, and the oppressive feeling from the high-ranking gods could not be underestimated.He couldn't help but cast a glance in Xi Ling's direction, but he couldn't take his eyes away again - look at how this bone was born, it's amazing.

Xi Ling met Shen Jiming's gaze without hesitation, Shen Jiming was unprepared, he was caught suddenly, more guilty than a stealing cat, and turned his back with a bang.Xi Ling didn't speak, and sure enough, after a while, Shen, who was peeping at the beauty, said, "I didn't mean to offend the elder, but...that..."

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared: "Head Immortal, do you still have the powder on your body?"

"It's just that one pack, what am I doing with so much powder on my body for no reason?"

When the words came to this point, Shen Jiming couldn't help but sniffed. Now Xi Ling didn't have the sweet smell of the powder on his body, probably because the powder was divided and the smell faded away, and it was covered by the ice and snow that was born with the divine body up.

"The villagers were disturbed by the nightmare for many days, and some people even lost their lives. That's why the fairy elder gave them incense powder to calm the nerves. In fact, I...although I bear the title of a fairy, I am still a mortal. , even if there are no monsters, I seldom have a good sleep, let alone here." Shen Jiming smiled flatteringly: "To be honest, Immortal Chief, I am a little afraid to sleep without Anshenxiang. sleep."

Xi Ling heard what he meant, and said coldly: "The villagers say that there is a thick fog in Qingqiu Mountain. Did you and I see thick fog when we first came to the mountain?"

Shen Jiming was startled, and thought about it: "That's right, we didn't see it when we came here. Could it be that the monster is no longer in the mountain?"

Xi Ling gave him a look at a fool: "Because blindness only works on mortals, and so do nightmares. What I wear is just ordinary face powder. It's nothing more than wearing it for too long and contaminating my spiritual power. It has the effect of dispelling nightmares, so."

"so……?"

"I'm here, you don't need those powders."

As the so-called wool comes from the sheep, Xi Ling's words are very convincing, the two of them are so close, the demons and evil spirits will not be so indiscreet to break ground on Tai Sui's head, after all, no one will think that their life is too long.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiming also felt relieved, turned his back and closed his eyes to rest.

He suffered from insomnia, and it was never up to him to decide whether to sleep or not.Shen Jiming was afraid that the sound of his tossing and turning would disturb Xi Ling, so he remained motionless like a puppet.Lying in vain was really boring, Shen Jiming silently counted the sheep in his heart, and when he counted, he remembered that Xi Ling compared himself with the sheep just now, and unconsciously said in his heart: "32 immortal elders, 33 immortal elders..."

This actually made him fall asleep. When he woke up, the night was already dark, and he couldn't see his fingers in the depths of the cave. I was afraid that I would oversleep and miss the hour.He was anxious in his heart, and said: "I am the immortal leader——"

wrong.

Shen Jiming faintly sensed something was wrong, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eye sockets, but there was no feeling in the eyeballs.He suddenly understood what was going on, and sure enough, when he focused on his eyes again, instead of darkness, there was nothingness in his eyes. blind.

Since he became a god, his old illness has never recurred. The sudden blindness made him a little confused. Fortunately, he calmed down immediately, and asked in a deep voice, "Immortal Xi Ling, are you nearby?"

no respond.

After being deprived of vision, Shen Jiming's ears became more sensitive, but he was completely silent, except for his own heavy breathing, he could not hear any subtle sounds.This is unreasonable, he is in the cave, even if there is no one around, there should be an echo when he speaks.

Shen Jiming's heart sank, and he cursed secretly, but it happened at such a time.

The more critical the situation, the less impulsive it is. In the early years, border wars were frequent, and Shen Jiming had fought on the tip of a knife. He knew many truths very well.This incident happened strangely and in vain, maybe it was caused by the evil spirits in the mountains.Shen Jiming's strength as a god is not good enough. Although Xi Ling has a high level of cultivation, the two of them know little about the enemy. Opportunities to be broken one by one.

Shen Jiming walked alone for a long time. Because he was unfamiliar with the place and he was blind, he had to slow down to avoid falling.He planned to figure out the terrain here, but found that the road under his feet was very flat and wide, even endless, even if he could see it, he might not be able to see the end at a glance.Qingqiu Mountain is surrounded by mountains, how could there be enough plains for horses to gallop out of thin air.

He was wondering in his heart, suddenly, his ears moved, and he immediately said in a trembling voice: "Who is it?"

The footsteps of the visitor came timidly. He was probably a half-baby child with a little shortness of breath. He was obviously startled by Shen Jiming's questioning.He replied cautiously: "See His Highness the Nineteenth..."

Shen Jiming's complexion changed, he stopped and stopped taking a step forward, the child tried to lean towards him, and said respectfully: "I have heard about His Highness's ascension for a long time. I miss His Highness very much, so I came to pay homage."

The child's words are sincere, and the joy of reunion cannot be concealed in his tone.

Shen Jiming's heart moved, and he grabbed the boy's arm. He really wanted to know where it was and what was going on, but he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, everything would turn into a shadow.The boy let him pull him like this, and he didn't even mind the bruises on his arms. He softly said to Shen Jiming: "Your Highness, you have been away these years, I..."

"I miss you so much."

It usually takes an instant to calm down the feverish mind. Shen Jiming let go of the boy's hand in an instant, and his expression relaxed.After all, Shen Jiming was not the little nineteen he was back then, and his age and qualifications in the past hundred years are not for nothing.The child was still saying something affectionately, but Shen Jiming was unmoved, and listened to what other nonsense he could say with a smile on his face.The dull eyes and this look of watching the show looked very funny, but this person didn't know it, and instead changed into a comfortable standing posture and folded his arms.

It has to be said that the boy's words are really tempting, Shen Jiming thought, if he had encountered this trick earlier, he might have fallen for it.

The nightmare that torments the villagers is not what they fear. On the contrary, it is the desire that makes them indulge in the dream and refuse to wake up. It is not until the moment of death that they realize that everything they have for a short time is just a honey-flavored poison.He wondered if anyone regretted not seeing through this illusion at the moment of death, probably there were, otherwise the dead villagers would not have that expression.If it were him himself, he had never had any truly satisfactory things in his life, and everything in the illusion was a fatal temptation for him, even if he only enjoyed this moment for a short time, it would be worth dying for it.

Another familiar voice sounded behind him: "Little Nineteen."

Even though he knew it was fake, Shen Jiming couldn't help turning around.

"Among my sons, you are the only one who is the best. Your mother and concubine taught you very well."

"..."

"I've thought a lot these past few days. The gods in the sky are certainly happy, but being alone is always lonely. If you don't want to, go home. I have decided to pass on the throne to you and hand over the country to you, so I can rest assured."

Shen Jiming couldn't help laughing wryly, if it wasn't for this illusion, he would never have realized that he had the desire to seize the heirloom back then.It's just that his mother and concubine are in decline, and he is disabled, so it's his turn to be the leader of the gods in Jiantian Temple, and he won't inherit it.

Although in the end he still realized his wish to become emperor, but the cause and effect of his ascension to the throne were disgraceful and absurd.

He smiled and said in the direction of the boy: "So, you treat me better than my own father?"

There was no living person in the illusion except Shen Jiming, so the boy naturally wouldn't respond to Shen Jiming's unreasonable words, and he still read out the desire that even Shen Jiming himself didn't want to think about deeply like a public execution.Thanks to the fact that there are no outsiders here, otherwise His Highness the Nineteenth Prince would be so embarrassed that he got into the cracks in the ground.

"Your Highness, the plum blossoms in the plum garden are in full bloom. Would you like to follow me to see them?"

Shen Jiming has already been hit by a spell, which means that the monster has appeared, and there is no time for him to spend time here.Shen Jiming began to think about the way to get out of the illusion. Since this is an illusion, it means that his eyes are not really blind, as long as he goes out, there is a possibility of regaining his sight.

Luo Qing once said in his lectures that there are only two ways to break the illusion, one is to destroy the illusion itself, and the other is to force the practitioner to withdraw from it.It was really hard for the blind man to remember such a casual remark.It's just that the principle is such that it is quite difficult to actually operate. Since Shen can't see with his eyesight, he can't even figure out the structure and layout, so how can he destroy it.What's more, he's not Pangu, he doesn't have the ability to open up the world, so he can't just smash it here. I'm afraid he is not under the illusion, but under the evil spirit.

Could it be that what is going to be destroyed is not the space that carries the illusion, but these desires that lure people to sink?

Shen Jiming hesitated. There was a dagger pinned to his back waist, which was not considered well-made, but it was easy to use.The former emperor had no power to restrain a chicken, Li Longcheng was still a child at this time, his elder brothers were ignorant and inexperienced in the same line as the former emperor, and the mother and concubine were also weak women, if they were all destroyed, one A dagger is enough.

Shen Jiming drew out his dagger and cursed secretly: "I'm crazy."

After finishing speaking, he raised the tip of the knife and dropped it, and the dagger pierced Shen Jiming's left shoulder.