After the immortal disappeared

Dong Rui looked as he was told and saw "Dong Rui" standing a few feet away, also holding the lotus on the altar table and looking at him with surprise!

What surprised him the most was that there was He Lingchuan and Gui Yuan standing next to this "Dong Rui".

The dead monkey pointed at him and screamed!

He can understand the words of the ghost monkey:

"Another master, the master in the mirror will move!"

Damn it! His hair stood on end. He looked around and found that there was no He Lingchuan around him, let alone a ghost ape!

Qian Huan asked him: "Now do you think you are really a fantasy?"

There's something wrong with the source of the sound.

Dong Rui looked again and saw Qian Huan standing beside He Lingchuan, several feet away from him.

They, they all seemed to be standing in front of an invisible mirror, standing in a row, all looking at him in the mirror!

"I..." He opened his mouth, but couldn't find anything to say within two seconds, "I, of course it's true!"

However, He Lingchuan still looked astonished, pointed at him and said something very meaningful:

“When the truth is false, the false is also true.”

Dong Rui's hair stood on end: "Hey, don't do this!"

Still not a good teammate?

Qian Huan asked him: "You can't find a mirror now, so you only have yourself to distinguish between truth and illusion. Consciousness is truth, unconsciousness is illusion, right?"

The mirror as a reference object is gone. To distinguish between reality and illusion, Dong Rui can only find the next reference object.

The harder and more abstract the reference is, the harder it is for people to make accurate judgments.

"Yes..." Dong Rui suddenly shuddered and quickly waved his hand, "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, don't make me lose consciousness!"

The current reference is his "consciousness". If this big mirage comes into his mind and messes with it, making him unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, wouldn't he be useless?

Qian Huan walked directly in front of him, took the lotus from his hand, and put it back into the bottle: "Okay, that's it."

Dong Rui's shoulders sank, but the ghost ape jumped on his shoulders and sat down, and made a face with bared teeth at him, making him want to punch it in the face.

When he turned around, He Lingchuan was beside him.

Dong Rui took a long breath and felt relieved.

He stretched his neck and looked behind Qian Huan. There was nothing there.

This is when people put away their illusions.

"Illusion is not necessarily a simple deception." Qian Huan said lightly, "Blurring the boundary between truth and illusion confuses truth and illusion themselves."

What are the boundaries? The limit is the fulcrum, the fulcrum for judging truth and illusion. Take it away or turn it into a paste. Who can tell whether it is an illusion or not? He Lingchuan thoughtfully said: "Are the boundaries mentioned by the Immortal Lord actually rules? If you want to change from virtual to real, you must at least make the rules between virtual and real blurred."

Qian Huan glanced at him, a little surprised.

"Somewhat close. At your age, you can actually figure this out?"

His words rarely contained two points of approval.

He Lingchuan made nonsense: "It was just a flash of inspiration."

In fact, he thought of the world of Panlong.

Why do you say that world is imaginary? To deduce it using Qian Huan’s saying, because the large square pot itself is the limit. Outside the pot is truth, inside the pot is emptiness.

if……

He Lingchuan's heart beat faster. What if the boundaries of the square pot become blurred?

If the inside of the pot and the outside are unclear, is it possible that the Panlong world and the real world are "confused" and merged with each other?

Thinking of this, the haze in his heart disappeared, and all his thoughts seemed to be clear.

"It seems that the sixty years of seclusion of the Immortal Master have been fruitful." He Lingchuan saluted Qian Huan with clasped fists, the joy on his face coming from the bottom of his heart, "Congratulations!"

People who didn't know it thought he sincerely congratulated Qian Huan.

"If you want to take a step forward, there are countless obstacles." Qian Huan said quietly, "Whenever you reach my level of cultivation, you will know that human power is limited, but the mysteries of the world are endless."

"Can't the Dayan Dzi Pearl also help the Immortal Master achieve the right state of cultivation?"

Qian Huan frowned slightly: "One or two treasures can allow you to spy on the avenue? How can it be that easy?"

He then asked He Lingchuan: "Who did you learn from?"

"If you don't have a serious apprenticeship, you can either figure it out on your own or practice in the army."

Qian Huan walked towards the sand table: "In the army? After the Middle Ages, practitioners began to praise the use of martial arts to enter the Tao and the use of killing to prove the Tao, because it was quick. However, in ancient times, this method was the most undesirable, because killing would disturb the mind and be riddled with karma. It’s rare to die well.”

His meaning is very clear. Practitioners in the late Middle Ages had limited progress and could choose to enter Taoism through martial arts. But in an environment where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant and the upper limit of cultivation is increased, this path is not suitable.

He Lingchuan subconsciously looked at the sand table. Proving the truth through killing will lead to karma, but what about destroying all the creatures on the island? There will be no karma?

Or do you mean, if something happens, the disciple will do his duty?

This time it was Qian Huan who took the initiative and said: "From you, I seem to see two aspects of the old friend's style."

"Oh?" He Lingchuan asked curiously, "Which old friend?"

"Neither like a demon nor an immortal." Qian Huan said leisurely, "Have you ever heard of the 'Red General' or Panlong City?"

He Lingchuan's heartbeat immediately beat faster. He never expected that General Red would be mentioned on this occasion and in this form.

But he is really very thick-skinned, and he can make a mountain collapse without changing his appearance:

"I heard that it was an unparalleled general more than a hundred years ago, and the small town that fought against Bejia until the last moment. The Immortal Lord was in charge of Lingshan at that time, right? How come I have seen her before?"

"Fate brings us together, and things are unpredictable." Qian Huan asked him, "You said before, where are you from?"

"Yangshan Islands."

Qian Huan's eyes were like torches: "No, where are you from?"

"In the Panlong Desert. I grew up listening to the stories of Panlong City." He Lingchuan didn't think there was anything to hide. Qian Huan would not suddenly be interested in a "little person" like him unless he found a clue, such as the fact that he could drag away the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, which meant that there was a hidden force behind him that was enough to destroy the "laws" of the small cave heaven.

He Lingchuan even suspected that the ringtone of the eaves bell that Lingshan asked him to bring contained certain information, and it was very likely to mention He Lingchuan's own information.

Otherwise, Lingshan itself is full of talents, why did Wang Xingyi insist that He Lingchuan look for the upside-down sea?

Lingshan knew He Lingchuan's secret and knew that he was deeply related to the Dafang Pot. Now, Qian Huan also knew it, right?

If so, Lingshan sent him here without any good intentions at all.

He Lingchuan was not angry when he thought of this.

It doesn't matter. He had no good intentions towards Master Qianhuan for a long time, so he had to allow others to reciprocate.

Besides, he always suspected that Master Qianhuan had some connection with the historical Panlong City. Therefore, Master Qianhuan, who was in charge of Lingshan more than 150 years ago, might be particularly concerned about people and things related to Panlong City and Dafanghu.