Weird World of Immortality

Aperture spirit is formed by the body's true qi condensed in the qi aperture, and each aperture point can condense an aperture spirit, three hundred and sixty qi apertures naturally have three hundred and sixty aperture spirits.

And Zhou Fan practiced "Vientiane Qi Feather Art", the condensed orifice spirit is called "storm feather spirit", and the power of the three hundred and sixty storm feather spirit in the Qi orifice stage is comparable to that of a silver-level high-grade talisman.

And in the connecting pulse section, it can go further, and its power is comparable to that of a gold-level high-grade talisman.

Heilong once said that in terms of lethality, there are few orifices that can compete with the Storm Feather Spirit.

If there is no accident, the 'Booming Feather Spirit' will be the most powerful method he can cultivate before the academy exam.

Zhou Fan lifted the lid of the box calmly, and as soon as the lid was lifted, the bright yellow flames on the box surface all converged into the box.

The box contains a square-shaped dark red fruit.

The surface of the dark red fruit has a faint hexagonal pattern.

"Master, can I eat this thing?" Xiao Qian, who was sitting on Zhou Fan's shoulder, swallowed her saliva and asked eagerly.

"Yes, but it's poisonous. It's even more poisonous than the Luck Wheel Bubble Fruit you've eaten before." Zhou Fan smiled and said, "I originally planned to eat it, but I'll give it to you if you want."

"Master, you don't need to be polite to me, master, you eat, I won't." Xiao Qian shook her head frantically.

The last time the wheel-carrying bubble fruit also made her feel lingering fears.

Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to Xiao Su, but looked at the uniquely shaped Phantom Fruit in the box with a slightly serious expression.

He didn't lie just now, and the phantom fruit can also be said to be poisonous.

The black dragon persuaded the phantom fruit to produce hallucinations, and it was dangerous to a certain extent, but it should not be fatal.

"I don't know what kind of hallucination it will be?" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself.

When it comes to dealing with hallucinations, he has experienced the hallucinations of dream puppets and ghosts. These hallucinations have one characteristic, that is, they will make people unconsciously forget who they are and why they appear here, as if they were dreaming. The same, but the consciousness will be clearer than the dream.

Often after realizing that this is an illusion, the human soul wakes up, which means that the illusion has been completely broken. If the illusion cannot be broken, it may be lost in the illusion and will never be able to wake up.

The phantom fruit is not fatal, so the hallucination should be milder than the first two.

Zhou Fan looked at Xiao Qian again and said, "After I eat this fruit, I may fall into some kind of hallucination. If I move around randomly and want to leave the room, you tie me up and don't let me walk around. ,Do you understand?"

"Well, I see." Xiao Qian nodded, "But the master didn't move?"

"If there is no disturbance, then leave me alone, and don't let anyone come in to disturb me." Zhou Fan thought for a while.

If he doesn't move, it means that he has fallen into some kind of illusion. Even if Xiaoxuan calls him, he won't hear it, and can only solve it by himself.

"You do it well, and when I wake up, I will add two duck legs for you to dinner." Zhou Fan promised with a smile.

Xiao Ling's face collapsed instantly, and she looked at Zhou Fan with a sad face.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Zhou Fan snorted, feeling that Xiao Qian was a little baffled.

"Can you give me the two duck legs now?" Xiao Qian asked with a bitter face, "Master, if you say that, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up."

"You crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense." Zhou Fan said with hatred.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, then picked up the phantom fruit, and ate it with one or two strokes. Without any core, he directly swallowed all the hot and sweet flesh.

The three hundred and sixty qi orifices felt as if something was burning, and they faintly scorched.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he started to run the "Vientiane Qi Feather Art" method of condensing his orifices, but in an instant, three hundred and sixty silver feathers were formed in the three hundred and sixty Qi orifices.

But at this time, Zhou Fan found that his consciousness began to sink.

During the sinking process, he saw many bizarre picture fragments. As long as he carefully identified the content of each scene, he would find that these were fragments of his memory consciousness.

"Is the illusion coming..." Zhou Fan thought for a while.

But soon he found that with the rapid deepening, his consciousness became blurred, and he fell asleep.

Xiao Ling looked at Zhou Fan, who was cross-legged and closed her eyes. She had a vigilant look on her face. For fear of her master moving, she could only use her hair to tie the master.

But the master sat cross-legged and remained motionless.

At this moment, a group of black and red light came in from outside the window lattice of the room.

Xiao Ling noticed the light for the first time, she was stunned for a moment, and her whole body bounced out. The jet-black hair was intertwined and stabbed towards the light.

It's just that this group of rays of light is illusory, and the black hair pierces it, but it can't be damaged in the slightest.

It passed through the black hair and floated towards Zhou Fan on the bed.

Xiao Ling shouted again and formed a wall of hair strands in front of Zhou Fan, but the black and red light still penetrated through it.

It hung in front of Zhou Fan's forehead, and then scattered into strands of black and red lines, pierced into Zhou Fan's Yintang, and soon disappeared.

Xiao Ling was stunned for a while, her calf was so anxious that she ran around on the ground.

"What the **** is this?"

"The master didn't say that such a thing would appear. It entered the master's body, shouldn't there be a big problem?"

She jumped up and jumped onto the bed, but looking at Zhou Fan, her brows were frowning, and she didn't dare to call Zhou Fan easily, so she could only stare at Zhou Fan and muttered to herself: "It's alright, The master is so powerful, he just forgot to tell Xiao Ling about the black and red light group, it will be alright..."

...

This is a somewhat dim room.

The floor is made of pale yellow wooden boards, and there is only a square table in the room, with a glazed oil lamp on the table.

Zhou Fan sat with his back against the chair, staring at the glass oil lamp that was close at hand.

How long has it been?

He had forgotten a little, his legs seemed to be filled with cement, and he couldn't feel anything, and couldn't move, let alone stand up.

He could only sit in a chair and could not go anywhere.

The glass oil lamp gave off a dim yellow light, and he was thinking that if the oil lamp suddenly went out, he would be plunged into boundless darkness.

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He refrained from thinking about the oil lamp going out, but turned his head and looked at the corner on the left.

Under the dim light, he could see a black curtain hanging on his left, covering the triangular corner of the room.

What will be in there? he thought to himself.

Maybe there will be an evil ghost with green face and fangs hiding behind the curtain. The curtain cannot block the vision of the ghost. It is watching him with its green eyes. I don’t know when it will come out from behind the curtain and swallow him clean with his belt bones. .

He knew it was absurd to think like this, but he couldn't help thinking like this when he stared at the curtain, and his fear deepened, he looked away and looked at the glass oil lamp again.

Duu Duu... There was a knock on the door.

Zhou Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the wooden door that was not even illuminated by the oil lamp.

Who knocked on the door?