MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 81. Mirage

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The dust is flying and the voice is mourning.

Looking at the two people rolling on the ground, he silently reached out and pulled the sleeves in front of the ancestors. So much dust, how can you eat if you accidentally stain the golden fruit?

"The son." Lin Biao jumped from his shoulder and lifted his chin towards the two lying on the ground. "There are no other people besides these two people nearby."

The scholastics have recognized the identity of these two people, all of whom are members of the squad, but neither of them is a sword master.

"Daoyou, these two people are members of my squad, but they are not sword repairs, how..." The elders of the squad are swearing, "Isn't the murderer already fleeing?"

"Perhaps the two Taoist friends are indeed like this, but these two people may not be the ones who you are cultivating the alliance." Lin Biao gathered in the palm of his hand and took a shot on the two people on the ground. The two men hurt to roll on the ground, screaming. Constantly. Several people in the Sanshou League saw this scene and were scared to go back a few steps.

Soon they discovered that the bodies of the two people rolling on the ground changed, the bones contracted or expanded, and even the face changed.

"They... used the illusion of water?" The elders of the squad were pale and white, and they could not kill the two men in one palm.

The name of the illusion water is normal, but it is very complicated to make. The medicines needed are expensive, and refining a hundred times is not necessarily a success. The pharmacists who refine this water are rare. More importantly, even if the refining is successful, if you want to turn into someone who is still not seen, you must drink the blood of this person.

Therefore, this medicine is a contraband in Lingzhijie, but some conscience pharmacists are very resistant to this medicine. The major sects worked together to manage the realm of cultivation. The drug was almost extinct. Many younger generations of monks did not even know that there was such a medicine in the realm of cultivation.

But now that the drug has appeared, it has also been mixed into their righteous monks, and the martyrdom of the righteous monk has been planted on other people. If these two people are not discovered, how many things will happen in the future?

After the disguise was torn open, the two men who had cultivated the evil spirits could not conceal their own arrogance.

"False repair!" Young monks said, "It's these idiots!" Under their eyes, the evil cult is so arrogant?

Seeing that he has been exposed, two evils have been seeking for mercy. Whoever says that the practitioners are not afraid of death, the practitioners are actually more afraid of death than ordinary people, they want to gain powerful strength and want to have a long life. At the moment of death, you need to overcome more fear. Therefore, cultivation is also a practice.

"You killed three friends in the Sanshou League, and asked for mercy?" He put down his sleeves and looked at these fears, asking for mercy and constant sorrow, and there was a disgust in his heart. These evils were murdering the decent monks. Why have you not thought about life?

"In the eyes of these people, in addition to their own interests, other people's lives and deaths have nothing to do with him. If not, how can they go to the evils?" Ms. Zong worried about her young age and saw more of these things affecting her mood. Speaking a few words, "These people are happy at the moment, there are countless people, and there is no good ending."

In the nearly 5,000-year-old record of Lingxiaojie’s soaring record, no one is a cult, and it is enough to prove that Tiandao cannot tolerate such a person.

Those who have the bottom line, even if they are happy, they know what to do and what can't be done. The indulgence of the people, after a moment of joy, is the physical and the soul at the same time silence, no more.

"Elders, how do you feel about handling these two people?" Lin Biao turned to see the elders of the League.

"Killing and paying for life." The emperor of the squad is sullen and can't wait to kill the two on the spot, but he still has some wisdom. "If you confess to the end, I can spare you a life."

"Thank you for the elders." The cults are people who can abandon everything for the sake of benefit. There is no loyalty at all. Now I heard that I can save a life and tell the truth of the matter.

The unscrupulous people in the cult are suddenly killed, which makes the black sages of the sorrowless people greatly angry and vowed to unite the devil. Then ask the devil to fight. The devils sent them to lurk to the squad, and took advantage of this opportunity to let the squad and the sect. After these monks were consumed in the right way, they attacked them again.

"He wants to help his brother to avenge is a fake. It is true that he wants to find trouble in the repairing world." He laughed, "Do you want to do evil things, but also wear a just skin?"

The two arrogant evils did not dare to speak, and lowered their heads to think about ways to save their lives.

"In the eyes of your evil spirits, are we righteous monks who are too stupid?" He knocked on one of the sorcerer's shoulders with a scabbard. "How can it be used to provoke distraction?"

Evil sorrows and shakes his head, even if it is really easy to use, they dare not say it.

After the question was asked, he stepped back two steps, and Lin Biao’s sword flashed in his hand, directly piercing the two monks’ Lingtai.

"You, you..." There is still a trace of sorrowful sorrowful mouth full of blood, staring at Lin Biao's death.

"The elder promised that he could let you go, and the rest of us did not agree." Lin Biao took the sword into the sheath, and the two men did not know how many lives they had. If such people could live, those who died in their hands Innocent people, isn’t it in vain?

Looking at Lin Biao's crisp and neat swordsmanship, the Scouts looked a little dazed. It just seemed to be just a flash of light. How could both people die?

"Go." Lin said, "The front is the heart of the secret."

There was a murder and murder. The spirit of the scholastics was not very good. The stop-and-go, collected spiritual medicines could not comfort their hearts.

Five days later, when the time of the formation changed, they finally reached the heart. There is a huge luxury palace in the heart of the circle. There are many monks sitting cross-legged outside the palace. These monks have sectarian disciples and scattered repairs. When they see them coming over, their eyes are bright.

"Come here, they are finally here."

"You can finally get there, how can you go so long?"

Faced with the enthusiastic attitude of these people, I took a step back and hid behind Zhai Zong. The attitude is so good, there must be problems.

"Elders, you can count it. The door of this palace is always open. There is a strange person who still says that the most important thing is that people are neat and tidy. The other people have not come over and the palace will not open. "A scattered practice rushed to the elders of the squad." We have been waiting here for ten days. Are you lost?"

It’s a bit weird to dissect the elders’ expressions: “You haven’t encountered anything else along the way?”

"What?" The scum is incomprehensible. "Isn't it going to be here, can I have a test?" He looked at the crowd and clap his hands in annoyance. "Oops, still one?"

"What, is it still worse?" The monks who were still cheering and cheering, all of them were happy. "How can you still be worse?"

"Wang Jiadao friends are not there." San Xiu said, "He is not there, how can we get in?"

The scattered repairs and the disciples of the Zongmen were together, and they said that they were already scattered or sects. Jin Ling even saw that Zhou Xiao’s brother and a spouse sat in the corner and talked and laughed, not at all like the usual appearance.

Everyone was sighing and sighing, thinking that when they had to wait for a few more days, the palace door slowly opened. A man in black, with a mask came out and stood on the steps and looked at the crowd.

The mask on his face is very weird, white, without any patterns, looks cold and without emotion.

"People have arrived, you can go in." The masked man's gaze casts in the direction of Miao Zong and others, turning into smoke disappearing.

"Don't anyone still come?"

"Is it wrong?"

"let's go."

They came in from the entrance to the secret, and they walked along the main road unimpeded, so in their imagination, this palace is the place to test them, there is no other danger.

I think this is a bit strange. Why do most monks do not encounter strange things, but only a few of them are not even along the way?

"Let's go." Zhai Zong took hold of his hand and followed the crowd and walked into the palace gate. Just entering the gate, I felt that there was a very strange force that controlled my body, and let her unconsciously release the hand of the Emperor.

"桓宗?" 箜篌 look back, there are no more people around, the spacious open space is paved by white marble, there are three white jade arch bridges in front, there is a faint dragon on the bridge, and the three bridges are clearly engraved with "Qianxianqiao" "Wang Xinqiao" and "Qingdao Bridge" three names.

Behind the Baiyu Arch Bridge, it is the palace of the hustle and bustle. There are bursts of Xianle in the palace, like the Heavenly Palace that the monks are yearning for.

"There is a way to be a fairy in my heart. Asking three bridges is better than asking myself." Without a bridge, she took out the flying sword and leaped over the moat. When she flew past, she did not receive any blockage, and then looked back at the three bridges. There was nothing there. If the monks really stepped up, they would only fall into the river.

"There is no way in my heart. I have to ask the monks of the three bridges here, and I don't deserve to enter this palace." The mysterious man with a white mask appears. He is not tall or short, and his body is not fat or thin. False, not male or female.

He stopped and turned to look at the mysterious man: "Are you a spirit of the secret?"

"You can call me that." The Spirit of the Secrets stepped back and waved the door of the Golden Temple. "But even if you talk to me actively, I will not give you any extra benefit."

"I don't want to ask you for your benefit. I thank you for your thanks. You thank me for sending me the sword of the heavens and the earth." He said seriously, "You can rest assured that after I go out, I will let Master Zhuang and Master Chuchuan take this sword. Carry forward."

"Five hundred years ago, this sword has been sent out once." The spirit of the secret is wearing a mask, and he can't see his expression, nor can he hear any emotion from his flat tone.

But this sentence is enough to shock her. Five hundred years ago, the sword score had been sent out once, but there was no whisper in Lingxiaojie. Is the person who got the sword score no sound, or an accident, can't be heard again?

"The swordsmanship of the heavens and the earth is very precious. If you get this sword, you must be famous all over the world. Ask the fairy tales to be just around the corner. Are you really not tempted?" The man of the mysterious world looked at the girl in front of her eyes. She had some doubts in her tone. "You don't want to be a fairy?"

"Of course I think." He was arrogant and arrogant. "But I am a sound repairer."

Spirit of the Secret: "..."

"Do not worry, wait for Emperor Zong and the brothers of Bechuan to understand the swords and the swords of the heavens and the earth. After mastering the practice, we will print out the books and let the monks study hard and absolutely slack off."

Spirit of the Secret: "..."

Such a precious sword method, printed in a book?

"Can I go in?" He pointed to the door and smiled at the spirit of the secret. "If you still tell me first, there is no danger inside."

"Can't die." The spirit of the secrets picked her up and threw her in.

He adjusted a posture in the air and mobilized the aura of the whole body, so that he did not let himself fall. She looked up at the main hall, and there was nothing but a book.

She walked to the side of the book, with a secret of the Mind, and a yellow paper next to it said, "Copy a hundred times before you can leave."

Seeing this line of words, I remembered that when I was young, I was deliberately killed by Mr. Female in the back palace of Jinghong, and she was punished for the day of copying books.

"It's just no humanity." He sat down with his legs crossed and took out a roll of paper. He seriously copied the four words of the Mind.

After an hour, I put down the pen and knocked on the book: "I copied it, let me go."

The spirit of the mysterious body appeared, and he looked suspiciously: "So fast?"

"Hey..." He handed him a stack of papers. "I used a few fonts to transcribe. What do you think?"

The spirit of the mystery took a look. There are no other words besides the four words of the mystery: "I let you copy the contents of the heart, not the name."

"That can't be done. With so many words in my heart, I can't copy it if I copy it to the secret." Begging and laughing, "You don't have to be so serious when you see the difference between us."

"If you can't finish the test, you can only stay here." The spirit of the secrets puts the paper down, and it doesn't matter. "In the secret world, don't talk about feelings, do things according to the rules."

I rolled my eyes in my heart and said that I was doing things according to the rules. Why did the sect of the sects go down and the weather changed? Nowadays this world, even the spirit of the secrets have learned to bully and fear, she must redouble her efforts to practice.

"Can't you change the conditions?"

"You can change." The spirit of the mystery hesitated for a moment. "You tell me, what kind of test is more useful to the monk, I will let you go out."

He took the secret of the heart and slowly turned it over. He heard the words of the spirit of the secret, throwing the book on the table, and his eyes were shining: "Can you guarantee not to hurt their lives?"

"Why should we take their lives?" The spirit of the mystery is incomprehensible. "When the master is flying, he will leave a god, and hope that more monks will fly into the fairy, and their lives will be useless. The bodies will be in the secret. polluted environment."

箜篌: "..."

Still a very particular secret.

"I will enter the monk who enters the secrets. I will not be able to get the test." The mystery of the mystery, "You monks are not as good as one year, and half of the monks in five hundred years have a chance to test. You are here." This batch is not even half."

Oh, I realized that the magical demon, the succubus, and the strange courtyard that they had encountered before were all small stoves opened by the secret.

"I have a lot of ways to test monks and not hurt them. Come and come, we can communicate slowly." I came to the spirit and told countless new ways to the spirit of the world. On the means of tossing people, these monks in Lingxiaojie are simply pediatrics, not as good as their mortal world.

Many methods that cannot be realized in the mortal world can be perfected in Lingxiao.

"How can the physical fright, like the torture of the soul? Imagine the human being with the illusion, it is easy to be dismantled, it is better to be immersed. The way of dreaming in the courtyard is too simple, the mind is slightly firmer. "You can all detect that it is wrong." He said, "If you want people to wholeheartedly put into trials, let them believe that the illusion of themselves is real, for example..."

箜篌 友好 友好 友好 秘 秘 友好 友好 友好 友好 友好 友好 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘 秘?"

"No, I can do it for them." He turned his head and looked innocent. "Not to mention that as long as you don't say it, they won't know that it is my idea, right?"

The spirit of the secret world looked at her quietly. After a long time, he said: "I understand." As a spirit without a gender, he decided to transform himself into a man. According to the human monk, the opposite **** sucks, after he becomes a man, these women should leave a few points for him.

"Then you are ready to let me go?"

"Take this heart down, you can go out." The spirit of the secret world slammed the heart through the secret law and disappeared before her eyes.

"As a mysterious person, the secrets left by the immortals have to go out of their way. The trust between the people and the secrets is gone." He whispered and sat back, turning his heart and slowly watching it.

"There is heaven and earth, water and everything, clear and turbid..."

The spirit of the secrets left the postgraduate's postgraduate examination room, holding the jade slip and thinking about it, going in the other direction. At least try to know if this advice is useful.

When Zong Zong and Zhai left the secret environment and were ready to continue going down, they received a flight sign from Yunhuamen. Yunhuamen called her to return to Zongmen immediately.

"Zhu Zong, I will go back and go back next year, Zongmen exchange meeting, you don't forget to take me to play in Peicheng." Jumping on Feijian, I still don't forget to make an appointment with him to meet next time.

Looking at the smiling girl, Miao Zong nodded: "Good."

But until the girl left, he stood still and did not move.

At the second year of the Zongmen exchange meeting, the disciples of the major sects continued to arrive. He waited for a long time and finally waited for the news of the arrival of Yunhuamen disciples, but there was no embarrassment. He rushed to Yunhuamen and learned the news of her retreat.

In the third year, I did not go out.

In the fifth year, I still didn't go out.

In the tenth year, he finally got out of the customs, and he was promoted to the Golden Age. He asked Lin Biao to send him a gift. Three days later, he received a sly return and a thank-you letter. The letter was embarrassing and polite, and the time he had traveled with was no longer coming back.

Fifty years later, he heard people say that the Yunhua Gate Fairy is ready to go to the dust world in order to break through the demons. When he arrived at the intersection of Ling Wujie and Fanchen, he saw the costumes dressed up and he saw him.

"Real people." She smiled at him, respectfully bowed, and the snow fell on her head.

"All the way to take care." Yan Zong's heart was so dense that the snow fell into his heart.

Another 50 years, he retired to suppress the unstable Lingtai, and heard the good news of breaking through Yuan Ying. Many people said that she is the most talented monk in the real world.

He still prepared a gift and let Lin Biao send it. Five days later, he received a gift, no letter.

After another hundred years, he was unable to break through the distraction period and entered the virtual environment. He received an invitation from Yunhuamen.

Yunhuamen 箜篌 子 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 修 云 云 云 云 云

"The son has to go?" Lin Biao asked.

Mou Zongmo glared at the dark lines on the invitation. The thought in the mind was that the girl smiled and squatted at the wall and waved at him. This memory has been as bright as yesterday for hundreds of years.

"Don't go." He slowly put down the invitation and closed his eyes. "No need to go."

Another hundred years, his blue silk turned white, and the Shuguangzong floated the snow.

There are small disciples who have passed by and said about the double ceremony.

"Who wants to hold a double ceremony?" He stopped and looked at the new disciples who were still in the doldrums.

Several disciples saw him, and there was a sense of awe: "Returning to his uncle, he is the ancestor of Yunhuamen."

He looked at the disciples with a sly look: "Hey...what is she going to do with others?"

The disciples did not understand why the teacher’s uncle suddenly lost his soul and sneaked back two steps: "Uncle Shu, what happened to you?"

The smile is fresh, and he will secretly slap his sleeves and say that the girl who is in the city will be with other people?

Holding a sullen chest, Miao Zong spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you, go to Lin Laozu."

Yeah, what happened to him?

Miao Zong stunned and said, when the body is uncomfortable, you can try to spoil the person, who can he spoil?

"I...I..." He opened his mouth and looked at the eager little disciples in front of him. The pain in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

What is wrong with me?

"Cough and cough." Yan Zong opened his eyes, his face was white, and his mouth spit out blood. This is a very comfortable room with a bed with bookshelves and chairs. There is a picture of a fairy riding a crane on the wall. The white space says "The big world, the heart is good".

Wipe the blood stains on the corners of the mouth with a handkerchief, and Zong Zong stood up and walked to the front of the picture.

"The world is big, just like it..."

Only then, his mind was inhaled into the illusion?

This illusion is too real, and it is true that he still has some ambiguity at the moment. He never thought that he would become a double monk with other people.

He thought that she would live happily ever after, become a powerful monk, and finally fly into a fairy. The only thing she didn't think of was that she would have a Taoist.

Turned to the door, he reached out and pulled the door. With a little effort, the door opened.

"It’s finally out!" He rushed out of the room, and his footsteps were as cheerful as buying his favorite flying fairy dress with his sisters.

Hearing the door open, she put away some of her own forgotten joy and looked up to the opposite side.

The white man, the man with a face like a crown jade also looked at her.