I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

The closer you get to the eye of the formation, the more elusive and incomprehensible the illusion becomes.

Shen Hanling walked in it and almost fell into it several times.At the critical moment, she was awakened by Shen Xingcong again.

"……Feel sorry."

Shen Hanling never thought that one day he would become a dragging existence.

Shen Xingcong: "You are not good at illusion, and now you are short of spiritual power. It is normal to have no resistance, no need to apologize."

Although he said comforting words, the more Shen Xingcong said that, the more embarrassed Shen Hanling felt.Stopping: "I'll stay here."

Shen Xingcong: "What?"

Shen Hanling: "Continuing on will only add trouble. If you search alone, you should move faster."

Shen Xingcong: "But if you fall into hallucinations again..."

Shen Hanling: "I will wait for you."

Shen Xingcong paused.

"Once the formation is destroyed, everything can be restored to its original state." Shen Hanling said, and glanced at the pavilion master from the corner of his eye.

The other party was tied up with a spirit rope, and he had never said a word since he came out.No more moths came out.

But Shen Hanling felt suspicious, and frowned: "Be careful of this person."

Shen Xingcong turned his head to look after hearing the words.

The pavilion master didn't seem to hear the words, he watched his nose, nose and heart, and didn't respond at all.

He nodded: "OK."

Shen Hanling had already decided to stay, but Shen Xingcong didn't force it.Just stuff all the remaining spirit pills, just in case.

Shen Hanling didn't take it immediately: "How much do you have left?"

Shen Xingcong smiled: "You know, I don't need it."

Shen Hanling: "..."

This was probably the first time in his history that he was curious about other people.Shen Xingcong clearly has such unfathomable strength, why should he hide it.

But he also knew that now was not the time to ask these words, to reach out for the panacea.

Shen Xingcong was about to retract his hand, but his palm was caught.

Shen Hanling lowered his eyes, grasping his hand and looking at something.Before asking any questions, I saw him raise his eyes again.There was a bit of ambiguous emotion in the usually cold eyes.

"...Be careful all the way, brother."

Shen Xingcong was stunned.

Shen Hanling calling his brother?

Not to mention after the reunion, even in the remaining memory of the original owner, Shen Hanling has never heard Shen Hanling call him that.

Shen Xingcong even doubted whether this person still remembered his name.After all, every time I speak, there is never a title.

What kind of psychological change happened in the heart?

Shen Xingcong was puzzled, but he didn't speak out. He took out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder.

"Do not worry."

Then he pulled the spirit rope again, forcefully pulling the Pavilion Master to walk forward with him.

Shen Hanling stood on the spot and watched the two go away.

"Boom."

He seemed to sense something, and his heart skipped a beat.Can't help but look back.

However, what came into view was only an empty long corridor without anyone.

The darkness is still spreading.

The ominous atmosphere around him grew stronger.

Even Shen Xingcong, if he didn't try his best to remind himself to stay awake, he might be drawn into the illusion.

The eyes must be close at hand.

He turned to look at the pavilion master: "Is it right here?"

The master said nothing.

When Shen Xingcong asked this question, he originally wanted to observe the micro expressions.For example, where the opponent's eyeballs turn, it may be the direction where the eyes are located.

But the pavilion master didn't even roll his eyelids, let alone roll his eyes.

Shen Xingcong gave up.

He's still on his own.

Looking around, I came to a corner, and if I went deeper, it was the end, and there were only a few bare walls left.

There was nothing there, but Shen Xingcong always felt that the direction had the strongest breath.

He approaches the wall.

Xu is getting closer to the eyes of the formation, and the breath is mixed.It's hard to tell exactly where the problem is, so Shen Xingcong simply stretched out his consciousness, wanting to look inside.

He didn't notice that the pavilion master turned his head to look at this moment, staring at his movements intently.

Consciousness sank deep into the wall.The walls are thick.Sweeping the left and right sides one by one, it is just an ordinary brick wall.

Is it because I think too much?

Just when Shen Xingcong thought he had guessed wrong, he suddenly paused.

There is another space behind the white wall in front.

He could clearly feel that in the eyes of the formation, the phantom spirit stone exuded a faint brilliance.

The inside is extremely dangerous, the closer you get, the easier it is to be involved.

The consciousness was exposed for a moment, but it was also somewhat affected.

But at least it was found.

Shen Xingcong was about to take it back, but his body froze.

I don't know what is restraining my spiritual consciousness, but I can't take it back all at once.If you pull it hard, you may hurt yourself.

At this time, there was a chuckle in his ear.Shen Xingcong turned his head and saw that it was the Pavilion Master.

The other party seemed to have expected it, and looked at him with a half-smile: "If you want my help, let go of the spirit rope first."

Shen Xingcong finally understood why this person was so uncooperative.

It's not because he has nowhere to go, but to let him relax his vigilance, thinking that as long as he finds the formation point, everything will be fine.

There are clearly traps here.If the pavilion master actively leads the way in order to let him fall into the trap, he will be on guard instead.It is estimated that it will take a long time to dawdle and observe before daring to approach.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the pavilion master said again: "Your spiritual consciousness is so close to the eyes of the formation. If you continue to linger, you will fall into hallucinations even if you are advanced. When that happens, what will those people who are waiting for you to save them do? "

The words are ironic.

"In this way," Shen Xingcong said, "we can only destroy this formation before falling into the illusion."

He pressed his hands to the wall.

Seeing that he was going to forcibly destroy it, the pavilion master was taken aback for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Are you crazy? How can the eyes be so easy to destroy? If you don't follow the rules to solve it, I'm afraid those who have fallen into hallucinations will never be able to wake up again!"

Shen Xingcong naturally knew this truth.

Forcibly destroying the formation, although the formation can no longer function, other people will also be injured.The worst result is to fall into an illusion for a lifetime, which is tantamount to death.

After the spiritual power was injected, the wall collapsed instantly, breaking into rubble and falling down.

The rear space is larger than expected.Traces of the enchantment spread all over the room, passing through the ceiling, crossing the wall, and meeting at the center of the floor.

The phantom spirit stone is placed in it, and the whole body emits brilliance.Holy and beautiful, you can't help but hold your breath.

and loss of sanity.

The moment he saw this thing, Shen Xingcong immediately felt his brain buzzing, and his mind went blank.For a moment I didn't know what I was doing here.

But he soon sobered up.Shaking his head, he pulled the spirit rope and moved forward.

The pavilion masters were forced to face in together.When he realized what this person wanted to do, he couldn't help but stare: "...crazy."

He was firmly pressed by Shen Xingcong towards the center of the formation.

After all, this enchantment is borrowed from foreign objects.Even if he is the caster, when he is so close, he will not be immune to some influence.

There was a piercing white light in his eyes.Occasionally dizzy, and occasionally awake.

It is similar to the half-dream and half-awake state before sleep.

The pavilion master frowned tightly, and said firmly: "This is an enchantment I set up. Since your consciousness is already trapped, do you think I will be affected before you?"

Shen Xingcong tried his best to resist the dizzying force, his face pale: "It seems that you are not unaware."

The pavilion master sneered: "Then you are going to drag everyone to hell together. When you and I also fall into hallucinations, there will be no cure here."

Shen Xingcong: "So if you want to survive, you must either unlock my consciousness, or unlock this formation!"

The pavilion master was further grabbed by the shoulders and pressed forward.

He didn't move at first, but now he seemed to be stimulated and suddenly violently.

There was a shock all over the body, and the hanging objects fell one after another.

After Shen Xingcong came in, he looked at the front of the formation, completely oblivious to the fact that there were so many sundries adorning the surroundings.It's just covered with cloth, so you can't see the inside.

And he didn't have time to look at it.Seeing the pavilion master struggling, he struck back with his backhand, smashing him straight into the ground.

With this action, the two of them were almost only a few feet away from the phantom spirit stone.

"You kid," the pavilion master lay flat on the ground with a grin on his face.

"I've lived for hundreds of years, and it doesn't matter whether I live or die. It's not bad to have so many people buried with me."

"Especially there are two Xiaoyaomen monks. I really didn't expect..." He lowered his voice and looked away.

"This is probably retribution."

Shen Xingcong didn't know what this man was talking about, and he had no time to think about it.I just want to untie the magic circle as soon as possible.

Seeing that threats were useless, he stretched out his hand towards the phantom stone, ready to make the last attempt.

Originally, if his consciousness had not been trapped, he could barely resist the influence.Destroy the eye of the formation before falling into the illusion.

But now that his consciousness is exposed, it is tantamount to being unprepared to accept an illusion attack.The nerves of the brain are almost unbearable.

When the fingertips touched the eyes, the dull pain deep in the brain was severe.

He frowned tightly, trying to sort out the complicated order of the magic circle.The breath-adjusting aura goes retrograde.

"Boom."

Suddenly at this moment, a framed portrait fell from the side.Probably because of the fight just now and deviated from the position.

The white cloth is half covered.

Shen Xingcong didn't intend to take care of it.But when he caught a glimpse of the inside of the framed image from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but pause.

This is a portrait.The face is covered, but the faintly exposed hair crown and collar are somewhat familiar.

Thinking about what the pavilion master had said so far, he felt uneasy for some reason, so he stretched out his hand to talk.

The fabric is soft and can be torn off easily.

The picture gradually appeared.First the forehead hair, then the full forehead, and then a pair of smiling eyes.

Shen Xingcong paused with his fingers, then lifted the white cloth abruptly.

He saw clearly the faces in the portraits.

She looks like a good girl, and she laughs at Yan Yan.

But compared to his memory, he always felt much greener.Not as stable as that, with a youthful air that cannot be concealed between his eyebrows and eyes.

The bright moon is bright and bright, scorching its flowers.

...it's Mr. Lan Jin.

This is Xiaoyaomen.

Shen Xingcong looked around, and quickly identified where he was.But this is the first time he has seen the appearance of Neifeng.

It is not Jingxin Peak, nor is it the other eight peaks of Liuming Peak and Impermanence Peak.In my memory, there is no peak island similar to this one.

It is said that desires come from the heart.This time he fell into the illusion again, how could he go to a place he had never seen before?

Thinking of this, Shen Xingcong couldn't help frowning.Just now, the aura was retrograde, and it was only one step away from destroying the eyes of the formation and unlocking the formation.

But the sudden drop of the portrait made him dazed for a moment, and he couldn't control the aura in the end.So much so that backlash.

In the end, he was still swallowed by the illusion.

But this time it was a little different than before.He thought that since he was so close to the center of the formation eye this time, he would no longer be aware of the abnormality.

But now he is not only awake, but also came to a strange island.

This is not so much a hallucination, but more like...

Thoughts were interrupted.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him.As soon as he turned his head, a figure rushed over.I buried my head and hugged him tightly.

Shen Xingcong was taken aback for a moment, seeing the man in his arms raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally back."

Shen Xingcong was dumbfounded.

Because he clearly knew the appearance of the boy in his arms, but the details between the expressions always felt unfamiliar.

If it was Mr. Lan Jin, it wasn't the one he knew well.To put it bluntly, it looks more like the boy in that portrait.

"Let's go."

The young Lan Jin took him by the hand, "I just read the dossier, and I still have a lot of questions for you."

Shen Xingcong opened his mouth: "Lan Jin..."

The boy turned around: "Huh? What's the matter."

Shen Xingcong: "..."

Shen Xingcong: "Who am I?"

The young man stopped, stretched his hand over, and caressed his forehead: "Why did you ask such a strange question, could it be that you are sick?"

Shen Xingcong looked at the person in front of him, his Adam's apple moved slightly.Unconsciously asked again: "Who am I?"

The boy lowered his arms.

"Who else are you," he said with a smile, "Of course it is the suzerain, Zhou Haotian."

There is no day, the sky is always dark, and the night is endless.At any time, a blood-red full moon hangs above the sky.

The bloody color was exactly the same as Zhou Haotian's pupils.

——After becoming enchanted.

As the son of Moxiu, he was abandoned from birth.Together with other orphans, they linger in the corner of the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, like mice in the gutter, without seeing the light of day.

But even if they live together, the children always help each other.To survive, steal, kill, whatever it takes.

And because of the weakest body, Zhou Haotian is always the one who gets bullied.I can only wait until everyone around me is asleep, then get up secretly, go find leftovers, and gobble them up.

The only companion at this time is the full moon in the sky.

Looking at this bloody full moon, Zhou Haotian, who was still young, had an urgent thought in his heart.

He wants to stand out.

Whether it is abandoned by parents or bullied by peers, it is because of weakness.There's nothing unfair about it.

So he has to be strong.

Only by gaining strength and status can one be valued and have the right to speak.

...to become happy.

Most of the sons of Moxiu will also become Moxiu.The companions around him all left this barren land after giving birth to magic patterns one by one.

He was the only one who didn't have magic lines on his body until he was almost an adult.

If this continues, he will be so mediocre all his life.Die in the most desolate corner of the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.

Unwilling to give up, he went on a long journey.

For the first time, he left the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.Come to the world.

The environment here is far better than that of the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.The air is fresh and the scenery is beautiful.

But as far as he is concerned, he has no background and is alone, so he doesn't feel much difference.

I just feel that this mortal world is just like the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, and only the superiors are happy.

Just when he thought he would get nothing, he accidentally ran into a casual cultivator.The other party does not know his identity.Seeing that he has a talent for cultivation, he taught him the method of regulating breath and running.

Zhou Haotian was born in the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm since childhood, this is the first time he heard that there is such a method of cultivation.

Since he can also become stronger, he has no rejection in his heart.Accompanied by getting along, there is no longer any desire to become a demon cultivator.

until the identity is revealed.

Zhou Haotian didn't know how the man realized that he was the son of the demon cultivator.His formerly kind expression suddenly became terrifying, and he looked like a monster.Raise your sword to kill.

After all, he has been practicing for a short time, so he is really invincible.Watching helplessly as the sword pierced his chest, the other party stopped.

"Never mind."

The man turned his head and stopped looking at him.

"Go back to your Baihuang Demon Realm, and don't show up again."

"Master—"

Zhou Haotian wanted to get up, but was slapped by an invisible force.Then his cheeks turned red.

You can only watch it disappear.

That meant that he was not allowed to be called Master again.

With nowhere to go, he had no choice but to return to the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.But always feel out of place.

Moxiu has always respected strength.And he has not been enchanted for a long time, so he cannot use the method of magic cultivation.In addition, the aura of the Hundred Desolation Demon Territory is thin, and it is impossible to use the method of an orthodox monk.There is no progress in cultivation.

He sometimes feels like a monster.

It is neither a magic cultivator nor a very human being.No matter where, there is no place for oneself.

And he still remembers his childhood dream after all.To stand out and impress everyone.

Therefore, he came up with the idea of ​​mixing with the orthodox monks.Once you become enchanted, you can kill and plunder, and you can do it overnight.

When they heard his words, those demon cultivators all laughed at him: "You are really crazy. If you were discovered on the way, do you think those cultivators Lao Shizi would let you go?"

"Since you want to seek death so much, it's better to let us kill it, and it will be considered a credit."

Zhou Haotian looked up.

He left, with the blood of a demon cultivator running behind him.

In the Hundred Desolation Demon Territory, it is quite common for demon cultivators to kill each other.The only way to avoid this exhausting struggle is to stand high enough.

After that, he started traveling alone.

It took a lot of work to find Lingyuan Continent.

Maybe God finally took pity on him.When he was about to have no way out, a monk from Lingyuanzhou finally appeared in front of him.

The man ushered him in.

After that, he finally tasted a moment of peace in this sect called Xiaoyaomen.

Whether it's delicious food or Master's teachings, they are all extremely novel.

...and that person.

Because he was so happy, he even forgot his purpose of coming here and his true identity.

——The child born to the demon will one day be possessed by the demon.

When he cleaned it one day, he found that there were magic lines around his tailbone.

Although only a shallow spot.But in the future, it will become deeper and deeper, and soon spread to the whole body.Even if he covered up the breath of the demon cultivator, he couldn't cover up this iconic trace.

This is clearly a long-awaited change.

However, for some reason, when Zhou Haotian noticed this, his first reaction was to stab it with a sword.

The point of the sword pierced through the skin, and the blood fell to the ground and mixed into the hot water.

With trembling fingers, he drew his long sword.The sword body was soaked in red, just like the red full moon over the Hundred Desolation Demon Territory.

The son of the demon cultivator will surely become demonic.

He recalled his former purpose.

It is to get ahead, to stand at the top; no longer subject to any constraints, and do what you want without exceeding the rules.

Zhou Haotian threw away the short blade and propped his arms towards the wall.

Perhaps because of the blood in his eyes, his eyes were a little redder than before.

Desires swirl in my heart like a whirlpool, getting deeper and deeper.

Sitting in the study room, the bookshelves are arranged in a criss-cross pattern.There was a faint scent of incense by the window.There was a bookish smell in the air.

Shen Xingcong saw the young Lan Jin sitting next to him, studying the dossier carefully.

This is not his fantasy.

By this time, Shen Xingcong finally understood.

It was probably because he was too close to the pavilion master at that time, and as a result, the illusions interacted with each other.so that an error occurs.

If he came here, is the pavilion master also in his illusion?

Shen Xingcong closed his eyes.

Never expected that the owner of the Zuixiang Pavilion is actually "Zhou Haotian".The demon cultivator who killed Lan Jin miserably.

He thought that person was still at large in the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, so he didn't think in this direction at all.

Could it be that Zhou Haotian was also seriously injured in the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, and had to escape to the mortal world?

They had just fought against each other, and the opponent's cultivation was not necessarily high.It is not as terrible as what the master described.

It is probably because they have been hiding in the mortal world all these years and have not received sufficient treatment.

can kill.

If it was Zhou Haotian in the past, I'm afraid it will take some work.But at the current level, it can easily kill a person.

The purpose of Shen Xingcong's trip was to save Mr. Lan Jin, and he wanted to settle the score with Zhou Haotian after this.But I didn't expect to meet in advance.

Fortunately, that person pretended to say innocent things, so he almost believed them.

"Haotian, what are you in a daze for?"

The young Lan Jin spoke to him again.

"Ah, sorry."

Shen Xingcong regained consciousness.

He had just tried to erase the illusion.But maybe because it wasn't his desire, he didn't succeed.

"It's a bit boring to drag you to read the file as soon as you come back." Lan Jin closed the book and said with a smile, "Why don't you go to Zhuyu Peak to drink some plum wine?"

Before Shen Xingcong could answer, he saw him approaching: "Don't worry, I won't get drunk this time."

It was the first time for Shen Xingcong to see Mr. Lan Jin who looked like this.Not only because of his youth, but also because of the brilliance in his eyes, which hides a good feeling that cannot be concealed.

He had heard about Mr. Lan Jin's past, and knew that he was inseparable from Zhou Haotian.Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I can truly understand Mr. Lan Jin's feelings at that time.

This is Zhou Haotian's desire.

Since the other party also valued it so much, why did they destroy it with their own hands.

"Haotian?"

Another call was heard.This time there was a trace of doubt in the other party's tone.

Shen Xingcong got up and avoided the young Lan Jin's contact: "Mr. Lan Jin, I'm not Zhou Haotian."

Lan Jin was taken aback for a moment, then asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

The incense burner by the window was burning, and white smoke rose up.

Shen Xingcong looked at the person in front of him and bent down.

"If possible, I would like to meet Mr. sooner. Perhaps the misfortune can be avoided, and Mr. can still be as he is now."

Lan Jin didn't quite understand.Then his cheeks itched slightly, as if a sleeve had been swept over him.Hair is gently pulled behind the ears.

"But sir, don't worry. I will end your relationship with that person and let him get rid of the past completely."

Shen Xingcong withdrew his hand, his eyelids drooped slightly, hiding the murderous aura in his eyes.

"I have to go."