Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Shen Zhexue deeply felt that this cloud environment was targeting him.

But even if it is ginseng, he claims to be a bit advanced ginseng.

Because now he can already figure out why others have turned into spirit beasts that can run and jump, but he has turned into a ginseng that lies flat on the ground.

It is probably because the basis for the creation of spiritual creatures in this illusion is based on the race of the body. His shell was transformed by Nan Zhiyue. Even if it is a delicate puppet, it is still wood in the final analysis.

But he is a piece of wood with spirituality, and the illusion is probably also confused, so he simply classified him into a plant, and guessed that he has a 1000-year-old soul, so he simply replaced it with the same amount, turning him into a root Anthropomorphic ginseng.

Shen Zhexue was in a mess in the wind, and the green leaves above his head swayed unsteadily.

After the voice at the top of the Zenith announced the rules of the Mirage and Illusion, the Miaomiaokong Mountain burst into bursts of sharp birdsong.

A large group of black-feathered birds flew across the gray sky like covering the sky and covering the sun, like a bloody prelude to the killing of creatures in the cloud mirror.

Now they have all lost their bodies, they are almost just born monster beast cubs, relying on the aura in their chests to survive.

Seizing souls is tantamount to killing people.

And according to that law, killing one person is not enough to leave the illusion, at least 12 people must be killed.

This also shows that there are far more monks than them in the mirage.

And Shen Zhexue realized one more thing.

The illusion seems to be constructed by Wangchao mirage, but it is like a suspended small secret realm, with its own complete laws, which is equivalent to having its own way of heaven.

And the laws in the ordinary small secret territory of the Sifang Realm will never violate Taiwei's great laws of heaven, and they can force monks to act in such a way.

Above all the small secret realms, ignoring the cause and effect of the four directions, if it were not supported by a stronger force, the moment it appeared, it would have been destroyed by the way of heaven in the tiny realm.

This is the rule of evil current.

call--

Shi Yuan's ears twitched, the barb's long tail stood up, and he said, "Someone is here."

Shen Zhexue made a decisive decision and said: "Don't fight recklessly, first find a place to cover."

Shi Yuan skillfully put him on his back and rushed into the forest with the white cat and the leopard.

They found a tall spiritual tree, rushed up a few steps, and hid behind the dense branches and leaves.

Shen Zhexue lay on Shi Yuan's back, and Peak Master Huaili leaned in slightly to cover his body. From Shen Zhexue's perspective, the black and white balls were quite Zen-like.

...if only I could knead it on the side.

If you want to say that in this escape illusion, you can still get unexpected surprises, except for Shen Zhexue, the furry control, and only the extreme furry control of Peak Master Huai Li.

He turned into his favorite chiyuxiaofeilian, a pure white cat with different pupils.

He hugged his tail and sucked violently, vividly performing what it means for me to suck myself.

An elite cat, he sucked in half, held his breath suddenly, and looked down under the tree.

rustling—

Suddenly, a spirit beast jumped out of the bushes like lightning, and was about to dodge and hide in the woods, but was suddenly bitten by the neck by another wolf demon from the side, and let out a scream.

The two spirit beasts fought for less than two breaths, and the spirit beast was bleeding all over the ground and lost its breath.

And right at its heart, a ball of warm red fire slowly emerged and fell into the mouth of the wolf demon.

From the beginning to the end of this killing, it took only a blink of an eye for the wolf demon to capture the prey and leave vigorously, leaving behind only a demon corpse that will not rest in peace.

Elder Huai Li hugged Baiwei tightly, he was not a monk in the upper realm of cultivation, and he had never seen the appearance of the realm of cultivation where the weak preyed on the strong.

This kind of fighting for survival regardless of the reason, whether it is killing people or killing monsters, makes him angry.

The white hair on his body exploded, and an awe-inspiring chill rose in his different-colored pupils.

This is a peak master who loves all living things, just like the peak master of Hanshan Qianling Peak back then, except for evil things, he doesn't want to see his fellows kill each other.

"Go down and have a look, this cultivator may be from Hanshan." Zhou Ling had just wanted to jump off a tree to rescue him, but the killing was over in an instant, and they couldn't stop it.

And there are more life-and-death killings, which are being staged in the illusion.

He jumped off the treetop first, and landed on the ground after a few steps.

But when he stood firmly, the little leopard raised its head, waiting for the purple butterfly to flutter its wings and land lightly.

Shen Zhexue, who went down the tree together, also saw this scene.

The butterfly was born very beautifully, with a pair of purple wings that were dazzling, but translucent, and there was a little bit of spiritual light as it fluttered around.

There is no such butterfly in the world. If it is really classified, it can almost be regarded as a butterfly of the underworld. It is said that it is a spiritual creature that extradites ghosts from the underworld.

The "poor" in the thin purple clothes is mixed with Shi Yuan's blood, and Shi Yuan's blood has the power of the dormant fairy court and the dark seeds of the evil flow. He poisoned himself in this way, in addition to leaving a remnant soul to open the blood lock of Tianhe, He didn't think about the consequences at all.

Shen Zhexue didn't know what day Bo Ziyi's reincarnation was, but seeing that he had no consciousness and only knew how to fly around, and he never said a word, I'm afraid he was not at a time when he could retain some consciousness .

Shen Zhexue thought for a while, gritted her teeth and snapped a few from his old ginseng beards, and stretched them towards Bo Ziyi.

Simply put, plants are no different than animals. If a hand is broken, it can't grow again. It may not matter if the old man's ginseng has two hairs.

The purple butterfly landed on the leaf above Shen Zhexue's head, folded its wings, but did not move his ginseng whiskers.

"Give it to him." Shen Zhexue suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said to Shi Yuan, "He can't use this kind of spirit body to swing outside, the edge wood sword has disappeared, and we don't have the extreme yin wood for him to stop his soul."

Shi Yuan was about to pounce on the butterfly, but saw Zhou Ling dodge and stand in front of the butterfly.

He took the ginseng whiskers from Shen Zhexue, thanked Shen Zhexue, then turned his head, and whispered to the butterfly: "Ziyi, come."

Zidie flew up leisurely, circled him a few times, seemed to want to play with him, saw that the other party was motionless, and landed on the tip of the little leopard's nose again.

The ginseng whiskers slowly turned into spiritual streams, which melted into his body in strands.

"Come and see."

At this moment, Peak Master Huaili, who had observed the beast corpse for a long time, suddenly said, "This is indeed monk Hanshan, and I seem to recognize who it is."

Shi Yuan and the others also stepped forward, and the thick blood was still steaming on the ground.

The monster died in a hideous manner, Shen Zhexue looked at it for a long time but did not see any features, and looked at Peak Master Huaili suspiciously.

The latter said sternly: "This is Liyao. Just look at the lines on his wrist. I have seen scars of this shape on the main wrist of Hanshan Rongfeng. He was obviously injured just now, but his tail was always running when he was running. It didn’t sweep it down, it doesn’t conform to the habit of this kind of spirit beast, and the peak master is notoriously obsessed with cleanliness... The most important thing is the spirit root, and the fire and wood spirit roots are rare in the four squares.”

Shen Zhexue knows that monsters also have spiritual roots, but they can only be judged after cultivating human form.

Peak Master Huaili obviously put a lot of effort into this, saying: "Some spirit beasts are weak when they are young, not because of lack of fetal gas, but because of their spiritual roots. Only then can I run and jump normally."

The purple butterfly was still on the tip of Zhou Ling's ear, and Zhou Ming replied, "Hanshan did this to force us to kill each other."

Shen Zhexue nodded and said: "Hanshan Youyun is also a thousand-year-old sect after all, no matter how bad it is, there will still be a few powerful people who can control the mountain."

But those mighty ones may not have participated in the scheme to cooperate with the evil current.

Now that Sangqi's plan has been exposed, the powerful monks may not want to conspire with it, and at this time if they cooperate with Taiqingzong inside and outside Hanshan, Sangqi will be even more passive.

Thinking about it, Sanqi would never let this happen.

The masters living in seclusion in Hanshan are probably the relics of the upper cultivation world. They have already suffered the pain of being stripped of their spiritual power once, and now they are restrained and cannot even get a human form, so they can only be manipulated by others.

If they were still dismissive of the small secret realm in the past, but now that the spirit power is flowing from the four directions, the law of the secret realm can cut off the monk's water mirror from communicating with the outside world, and it will also affect the monk's movement to a certain extent. Even the ancestors like them need to be wary .

The voice said that the mirage will be closed in three days, and with the premise of the evil current's assistance, the monks will really believe that if they can't gather enough twelve spirits to go out, they will really be trapped here forever.

"What should I do? Don't let them kill like this? Isn't this a trick of Sang Qi?!"

Huai Lifeng was also angry for a while, but now that he has calmed down, he understands that not everyone thinks the same as him.

What's more, in such a life-threatening situation, people are more likely to abandon their nature and really turn into beasts, just for a chance to survive.

Shen Zhexue thought for a moment, and said: "This mirage and illusion seem to be no different from the small secret realm, but after all, it is just an illusion. If we obey his rules, we will fulfill the wish of the realm master. I see the information that everyone has received It is not equal, instead of letting those monks fight in various places, it is better to call them together."

"I don't know how big this place is, so we can't look for it one by one, right?" Peak Master Huaili asked with a frown.

But seeing Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan nodded at each other at the same time, without saying a word, Shi Yuan lightly threw Shen Zhexue on his back, and ran towards the edge of the mountain forest.

Zhou Ling said to Huaili Peak Master: "Follow!"

Shi Yuan's speed was extremely fast, and he came to the edge of a cliff in a blink of an eye.

He took out a faint blue conch from a tuft of red hair on his left forefoot, and Shen Zhexue picked a red fruit from the top of his head, crushed the juice and poured it on the conch.

He wove a small formation with wisps of aura, and the surface of the blue spirit snail flashed red and turned into a smoky color.

The two looked at each other, Shi Yuan held the magic weapon in his claws and played it against the wind.

The conch is only the size of a palm, but the sound of the conch is far and long, spreading all over the illusion.

"This! Why can his storage spirit be brought in?" Huaili Peak Master was puzzled, but he didn't have time to take a closer look, because as the sound of the spiral spread, there were waves of spirit waves around him.

Although the Lingbo is subtle, there are dozens of waves.

The monsters transformed by the monks gathered here, and the master Huai Li was surprised: "Why did they take the risk to come here?"

This illusion is the law of life and death, and these monks are well-cultivated, how could they be driven to gather here just because they heard a conch sound of unknown origin?

Shen Zhexue said: "Peak Master Huai Li, there is one thing that Shen doesn't understand, can monsters be counted as monsters?"

Huaili Peak Master is an expert in this way, and said: "I think it's fine, I even compiled a book for this, but many colleagues don't agree, especially they think that the connection between the demon's body and the demon's body is not as strong as that of the monster's." close."

Then he thought about it: "Actually, their language and the positioning of the blood of the same family are still very similar. Monsters and monsters always don't separate families... What's wrong?"

Shen Zhexue smiled and said, "That's good."

He turned his head and lowered the leaves, and under the puzzled gaze of Peak Master Huaili, bit Shi Yuan's lips lightly, and then sucked the blood into his mouth.

"You are..."

Shen Zhexue raised his wide leaves again, and said: "The picture is more curious, so don't watch it."

Shi Yuan pursed his lower lip slightly, his ear bones were hot, and said: "Master, then I have changed..."

Shen Zhexue said: "Try boldly, if it doesn't work, I can still stand up, go for it, apprentice!"

As his words fell, Shi Yuan's body suddenly became bigger and wider, and a pair of wings covering the sky and the sun broke out on his back.

His eyes were like two red full moons, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, his voice was like a wave, frightening the monsters below.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Zhexue had recovered her human body, with white hair and red clothes, standing on top of a huge monster.

Spiritual power swept all directions.

He said loudly to the monks under the cliff: "Friends, I am Gu Chun, the head of Hanshan Youyun in Yuanhe 89! Master and sages drink away from each other. Yuanhe guarded the Hanshan formation in 120, and now I am turning around. boundary."

The sound of the wind howled, the ground in the phantom trembled frequently, and a muffled murmur came from the sky.

Shen Zhexue said: "It's Sang Qi's conspiracy for you to enter the illusion and kill each other. This illusion is not a suspended secret. The law is not invulnerable, and it may not be irreversible. If you still have the intention of respecting heaven and asking your heart, listen to me." Instructions, go to the Beidou position, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang against the five elements, chanting formulas to start—”

Peak Lord Huaili was also suppressed by that momentum for a while, although it was not as strong as the pressure received by the monsters below, his pupils were also reaped.

When he heard Shen Zhexue's self-report of her former identity, even though he knew it beforehand, he was still shocked by it.

What surprised him even more was that under the spiritual power of the pair of master and apprentice, those monsters didn't even have time to hesitate, so they followed suit one after another.

A whirlpool of white mist suddenly appeared in the illusionary realm, and Shen Zhexue threw all the monsters into it without any hesitation, using spiritual power as a thread.

But then those devoured spiritual powers were slowly stripped out of the vortex, condensing into clusters of souls, who seemed to bow in their direction, and then plunged back.

As for the reasons for these people, whether they are guilty or not, whether they are involuntary or deliberate, they can't take care of it right now, and the precept elders of Taiqingzong will investigate.

Shen Zhexue overlooked the vast illusion, and said loudly: "Sang Qi! What kind of skill is hiding behind Wangchao Mirage? I have never taught you this way, come out for me—!"

Elder Huai Li repeatedly said: "What? The bastard is here?!"

He lowered his head again, saw his palms, and said in surprise, "I've turned back into a human!" in a rather regretful tone.

Zhou Ling's sword intent was restrained inside, he was unmoved by the wind, as stable as a towering mountain.

And the purple butterfly was landing on his shoulder.

A large piece of sky suddenly distorted in one side of the illusion, and the vast white mist gathered and dissipated, and Sang Qi's figure appeared in it.

Sect Master Sang is still wearing the suzerain's robes, with pearls and jade ringing in the wind, and holding a strange beast like a wild carp and a wild carp in his hand.

The master of Huaili Peak's gaze is like a knife. The scaled monster has obviously suffered a lot under Sang Qi's hands, its tail is limp and drooping, and it does not know whether it is alive or dead.

After Sang Qi appeared, he was not flustered, he stared at Xiang Guchun with extreme joy and nostalgia on his face.

There was a happy arc on his lips, and he said with a smile: "Brother, I'm here."

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Shen Zhexue: Why do you want to play Battle Royale?I prefer not to play.

The protagonist next door who is about to start a battle royale: ...Why are you so rebellious?

Preview of the next chapter

Sang Qi: Is the small boss script so thin? !

Bo Ziyi: Haha!I beat you to death, you turtle grandson! ! !

Zhou Ling: Ziyi, Ziyi, Ziyi, stop being OOC——

Shen Zhexue/Shi Yuan: (Applause)