Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

In the world view of "Naruto", the three techniques of ninjutsu and phantom constitute the ninja's power system, which is different from the taijutsu that can achieve results as long as you work hard, and it is also different from the fact that I can't do it no matter how hard I try. In the end, I still rely on pillars Mr. Jian learned a small part of ninjutsu in a small way, and the concept of illusion is more abstract. The illusion that affects people's five senses as an attack method has extremely high requirements on the user's micromanipulation and IQ.

If it weren't for Sharingan, I would never get along with this word for the rest of my life, and even if I did, the so-called illusion I mastered is not so much "illusion", but a higher level of psychological suggestion-specific groups of people are just own kind.

So this is the reason why I am so interested in an illusion note now that I am sure that I will not be harmed.

——An unknown that has been confirmed to be safe is not a free trial coupon.

"Let me see how to operate," I first laid a small rug on the cold floor, then built three pillows, and then lay down very naturally, fluttered for half a minute, and found the most comfortable position , I opened the notebook I put aside, raised my head and started to study: "First... open Sharingan."

I obediently stared at the three hook jade.

"...Okay, then," the text was written here and it just filled a page, I paused, and reluctantly stretched out a hand from the pillow pile, and turned to the next page.

There is almost no text on the second page, only a complex picture that can be called mental pollution. There is a line of small words below the picture, which looks like a comment. The indoor lighting is a bit dim. I had to hold the book in front of my nose and read it word by word Chant aloud: "Keep the Chakra running, and carefully outline and trace the picture above?"

...What kind of strange operation is this?

I frowned inexplicably, I really didn't want to get up from the pile of soft pillows.

"There is no mention of tools here, so it's okay to go through it in your mind?" I persuaded myself in a low voice, and moved the page that was close to my face back, "First of all, I started writing... There is no prompt, maybe it's just for me to choose. ?”

The dim indoor lights were dim, and I focused on the direction of the picture, but the lines in this picture were too messy, and my head, which was not good at this, soon began to dizzy, and there were more and more double images in front of me, until ——The above lines form an existence that looks like a symbol but not a symbol in the double shadow, and it looks like a word but not a word.

I don’t know how many mistakes I made. I bumped into the car a few times on the way, and after looking at the branches forked a few times, I simply let go. I just picked a line that was pleasing to the eye. The messy line directly takes the shortest distance between two points at the end, and draws the last half of the road in a straight line.

"Well, except that the process is a bit hypnotic and eye-sapping," I stumbled and finished everything and controlled the urge to yawn, "It seems like nothing happened? Forget—"

pat.

The hand supporting the book hangs down feebly, and the unsupported pages of the book are scattered from the sky, and the only sound left in the room is the deep and shallow breathing of one person.

The big naginata that was left aside trembled uncomfortably, and a large piece of cherry blossom petals appeared out of thin air to wrap the sleeping person, but the only conclusion was that he fell into a deep sleep because he couldn't resist the drowsiness.

……

And I, who fell into a deep sleep, was sitting in a position similar to a panoramic projection hall, slapping my hands in grief.

Let you owe, let you, let you owe!

Before opening the note: Hahaha, people who are armed to the teeth and still get hit are fools.

Me now: Sorry, I'm an idiot.

Are you saying that my bunch of defenses are really useless?

Not that.

It's just that I was still too young to think that illusion, which is very creative, can make people feel sick even if they escape the shells hidden inside and the sugar coating on the outside.

For example, the surrounding 3D panoramic screen, if I hadn't protected it in place, I shouldn't be sitting in the movie theater now, but I should be starring in it.

——A re-enactment of a big movie based on my past experiences.

It is also a large-scale movie with BGM rendering, camera switching and [-] filter switching.

The evolution of the Pensieve is true.

I covered my throbbing stomach with one hand, pressed my toothache cheek with the other, and found that no matter where I went, this 3D panoramic surround movie was like hanging on me. Sit down.

...You can't avoid me and wait for you to finish playing the head office, I don't believe that this thing still has an automatic loop playback.

However, I, who seemed to be calm and paralyzed, was not at all calm inside. I experienced it in a short period of time: a little shame-I'm so handsome-wait what I'm doing-oh my god I'm an idiot-wow It's so miserable—it's too high school—and...

"Isn't this movie a drama with a big heroine?" I was so absorbed that I began to bite my fingers unconsciously: "Why, why do I seem to see the emotional line?"

I can recognize the emotional line, but also because every time I go to certain scenes, the pink bubbles hit by the filter will stick to my face.

More than one?

I took a horrified breath, thinking that things couldn't go on like this.

——This montage that looks like a real one must be the last attack method of this illusion!

The most frightening thing is that I have already begun to believe it-I mean, I actually ate my own CP from the outside...

It took a long time to come out this time, and the rhythm was not as tense as before, which made my living habits in the state of vacation infinitely close to the time when I was alone at home.

—I mean my barren, desiccated, gluttonous mind's... omnivorous habit of daily surfing the web and feeding off the output of the Cammy wives.

As a result, even as a person who has personally experienced it, he clearly knows how the actual situation develops in these scenes of life and death, life and death, or imminent catastrophe, but under the supernatural work of editing, these...look delicious.

It's delicious rice, Sihashiha.

I tucked...the corners of my mouth sadly.

Look at the child who has been hungry for too long, so hungry that he cut his own leg.

"Although, you still can't stay." I raised my hand sadly, tucking the corners of my eyes that didn't have tears, "I'm so sad."

Sadly, I raised my fist in sadness.

Then I saw that the curtain that had been impervious to oil and salt just now trembled suddenly.

The screen freezes, and then a line of words suddenly appears:

——Why, don’t you like it very much?

My expression froze quickly after this line of words appeared.

What, it turns out I'm not the only one here! ?

what----

My mood at this moment can be referred to as the mood of a self-entertaining house being caught on the spot by a stranger—today, there must be a death between me and you!

I raised my fist without any hesitation, and even punched it harder than before.

Imposing an angry iron fist directly hit the text, and unexpectedly—hit it!

The contact surface of the knuckles felt the pain of being polluted and corroded by dark matter. This familiar burning sensation quickly cooled my bloody brain. It is unmistakable, this feeling——

"Black, absolutely—"

The words squeezed out between the teeth jumped out word by word, and the doubts after being hit were finally answered.

I just said why even Uchiha Itachi used the illusion defense power that I can't help, and you can get tricked by just looking at pictures and descriptions in a notebook. It turns out that you are the one who made trouble!

At this moment, new hatred and old hatred surged into my heart, I laughed back with anger, and held the ball of black semi-fluid that was obviously just a tail with my backhand. The twisted screen is fixed with one hand, while the right hand rotates and tears while maintaining a tight grip.

A joke, in the past, the right time, place and people didn't take advantage of it. In the center of the space storm, when the power is weak, you can leave half of your body. What's more, now, in my spiritual world, my home field, and my heyday, Destroy this mere piece of debris!

"The abacus is pretty good. It's hidden in the illusion to give people spiritual hints, right?"

The emerald green vines grew rapidly from the right arm and converged towards the fingertips, like carnivorous plants that prey on prey. With the help of the palm that seemed to know no pain, the encirclement was firmly narrowed bit by bit. Finally, the black filth that fled in a hurry expressed its unwillingness His neighing was completely enclosed in the sphere wrapped in vegetation.

Only then did I take a breath, and pulled out my right hand, which had been burned unconscious.

"Did you enjoy watching the movie?" Turning a blind eye to the dense bones above, I raised the ball, showing a standard villain's face, "I saw the end of your senior, don't worry, Ling Tang and you can go there soon with him."

This sentence is extremely hateful, and after a while of silence, the ball began to emit black smoke, accompanied by the sizzling sound of corrosion, seeing that this layer of defense was about to be broken——

I moved my fingers, and more vines rushed up, covering the bumpy ball layer by layer.

"Hey, why can't you listen to me?" I sighed artificially, "This is a minimalist version of a wooden dragon, the kind that can check Kara with every vine. The more excited you are, the more you will be eaten."

Needless to say, the sphere that had been jumping happily just now was visibly sluggish to the naked eye, and even the yelling of the super fast and special words was almost covered.

The curtain surrounding me is collapsing after catching this little black dot hidden in the subtitles. It is said to be a curtain, but in fact the sound of breaking is closer to glass, as if it is purposely reminding me that everything is a mirror image General illusion...

In a trance for just a moment, I shook my head violently.

"Haha, you're not that determined." Inside the sphere, the tenacious black fragment of life hissed, with an alluring voice, "That would be great, as long as you let go of the restraints and integrate these light curtains into your body... "

"Then you just took advantage of it." After seeing the palm with deep bones, the late pain nerves returned, and I, who was so painful that my eyes turned black, hissed, "You think I'm stupid?"

"..." This fragment probably has never seen me so invulnerable to all poisons. It was silent for a while, unbelievable, "You—"

"What about me?" I answered again, "I change paper man stickers every day. Does it have anything to do with being a widowed king in reality? I am a giant in spirit and a dwarf in action." , why, haven’t you seen it?”

What's more, just a third-person editing movie wants to shake me up?You must know that I am a warrior who has experienced the whole process of the high-definition unedited version of No. 1. How could you be able to talk about it in a few words?

It's probably too small to underestimate a ruthless person who can snuff out more than one sign of being tempted by him with quick eyesight and quick hands.

——Of course, I didn't say this, but I feel that my contempt has been expressed in place.

Heijue...or rather, the fragments of Heijue shut down cursingly.

Seeing that it didn't humiliate itself anymore, I taunted the strong who won the fight: "Heh."

The strong can be strong without desires, and they are mere subordinates.

……

Considering that this is in my spiritual world, maybe it is the deep consciousness——

No, definitely deep consciousness.

After all... If I were the superficial consciousness, I would not admit that I had ever been tempted.

...Maybe it is necessary to add modifiers such as "more than once" and "repeatedly" in front of it.

Cough, in short, since it is a deep consciousness, no matter how important information this fragment holds, it must not be kept when I have no effective means of sealing it.

I eagerly increased the output to ensure that there was no breath left in the ball...and set up a brazier on the spot—don't ask me how it came, anyway, it appeared when I needed it, after all Crossing the brazier in the modern network society is just what the spiritual world needs-and then throw this ball into it.

Without blinking, I stared at the outer layer of vines all turned into ashes. The moment the ashes fell, I shot again quickly——

The new vines wrapped the ashes again, and then repeatedly absorbed, burned, and wrapped again... So repeated nine times.

...Should this be enough?

Hesitantly looking at the air that didn't even have shards left, I turned around a few times uneasy, and after confirming that there were no strange residues, I turned my gaze to the shattered glass shards all over the floor.

Me: stare——

Glass slag: ...

I raised the same hand.

"Escape from whatever - the art of destroying bones and turning ashes!"