After the immortal disappeared

Dong Rui pressed his abdomen and retched twice as soon as he landed, his face ugly: "This is much more uncomfortable than crossing the Haoyuan Golden Mirror!"

In an instant, they were moved from Shilong Peak to here. Dong Rui felt that his body could not adapt. His internal organs seemed to be hit hard by someone, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood on the tree in front.

He didn't spit, but the two ten-year-old disciples of the Huanzong who jumped on the sand table really vomited blood on the spot and couldn't straighten their backs for a long time.

This magical power of a thousand miles in one step and coming and going in an instant is not something that everyone can afford.

He Lingchuan patted Dong Rui on the shoulder and looked around.

The open space by the lake was temporarily used as a camp, where the Huanzong prepared personnel and transferred materials.

The place where the silver bead fruit was distributed was crowded. Even if the instructors tried to maintain order and shouted not to fight, there were still disciples of the sect who pushed and shoved frantically, and even tried to snatch.

Several instructors jumped into the crowd, pulled out the rioters, and threw them directly into the water.

Dong Rui stood far away under the tree and watched, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this still a disciple of the Immortal Sect? How come they look like the refugees we saw on the Shining Gold Plain."

The refugees went to the disaster relief shed to collect relief food, and they were basically in this scene.

"They are afraid that the Heavenly Palace will come and kill them, and they want to cross the lake as soon as possible and go to a safe place."

In fact, more disciples of the Illusion Sect were confused and uneasy. Before last night, they were all the superiors of Yinzhu Island, living a peaceful life, and their biggest trouble was just the intrigues in the sect.

When the Heavenly Palace came, the Heavenly Demon took action, and their elders fell one after another, they realized that there are people outside people, there are demons outside the sky, and they are nothing.

The civilians of Yinzhu Island are like ants in front of the immortals, and aren't they, the disciples of the Immortal Sect, the same in front of the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly Palace?

There were also a few cultivators who couldn't grab the Silver Pearl Fruit, and they collapsed and knelt by the lake, chanting Qianhuan's name while wiping their eyes.

Aunt Zhu was impatient: "Don't talk about these useless things. Did you get our silver bead fruit?"

Dong Rui pursed his lips, and the ghost ape jumped down from some tree branch, holding two silver bead fruit branches in his hands, with many heavy fruits on them, which were enough.

There was still plenty of time, He Lingchuan squatted on the big rock by the lake and looked down at the lake.

The big trees here blocked the sun, and the green shade covered a large area of ​​the lake. Even if the sun was getting brighter, the water surface hidden in the deep shadows of the trees was still dark.

Yaozi Lake was lucky. The space-time rift opened by Miaozhantian before was not facing here, so most of the vegetation was preserved.

"I heard that except for the light of the sun and the moon and the silver bead fruit, this lake water can't be illuminated by anything else." He Lingchuan said, took out a dried spore from his arms and dipped it in water. It soon lit up and emitted a bright white light.

He brought the fluorescent spore close to the water surface.

The lake was shimmering, and the man and the spider exclaimed at the same time:

"Sure enough!"

When the light source is close to the normal water surface, some light should be able to penetrate below the water surface, illuminating the floating small organisms and messy impurities.

But the lake surface is as black as ink, and it is pure ink color.

The fluorescent spores in He Lingchuan's hand did not illuminate the water surface even if they were close to the water surface.

He loosened his hand, and the fluorescent spores fell into the lake and sank.

From the second it entered the water, it was like being swallowed by darkness, and there was no light on the lake surface.

"Hey, interesting!" Dong Rui also became interested, "Is this lake water completely opaque?"

He Lingchuan picked a silver bead fruit and approached the water surface.

Then it was normal:

The silver bead on the water glowed, and its pearl light was reflected underwater.

This fruit can indeed leave a shadow in the lake!

He Lingchuan lit another fluorescent spore on the water surface near the silver bead fruit.

A strange scene appeared:

Only the light of the silver bead was reflected in the water, and the fluorescent spores still did not leave any light or shadow.

Even Aunt Zhu said "interesting", but He Lingchuan was thinking, how did Qianhuan Zhenren arrange these things, and how could he be so meticulous in the details?

In the upside-down sea, it seemed that there were some rules that formed their own system.

Everyone and the demon puppets were given silver bead fruits and then jumped into the lake.

As soon as they entered the water, they could not see their fingers around them, and the moonlight in the sky could not penetrate at all.

This is not a lake, it is clearly like a bottomless abyss.

Afterwards, the silver bead fruit in the palm of the hand emitted a dim light, which made people feel at ease.

In response, a light spot appeared at the bottom of the lake, which was not dazzling, but dim.

He Lingchuan immediately swam towards it.

After swimming more than ten feet, the light spot suddenly enlarged in front of him, and he also felt a suction force.

No, it might be more appropriate to say "buoyancy".

As soon as He Lingchuan relaxed, the force in the water pulled him down violently--

With a "splash", he came out of the water!

He Lingchuan looked around, and he actually floated to the surface again?

Hearing the sound of water around him, his companions also emerged one after another.

Dong Rui wiped the water off his face and looked around: "Wow, isn't this still Yaozi Lake?"

The shape of the lakeshore, the grass, stones, and pebble beach by the lake...even the old elm tree with a big hair, are exactly the same as the world they came from!

There are still many disciples of the Huanzong in the lake, all swimming towards the shore.

The sun shines on the lake, a golden shadow, and everyone is bathed in such water waves.

Aunt Zhu is the fastest to collect her thoughts: "Where are we going now?"

Being with He Lingchuan, she only needs to ask this question.

He Lingchuan raised his eyes and looked at the top of its head:

"Auntie, follow me and sneak back."

"Oh." Aunt Zhu responded readily without saying a word, while Dong Rui was too lazy to ask why.

Anyway, He Lingchuan must have a point.

"The others are waiting, we will come as soon as we go."

Wan Qifeng and others all agreed and swam slowly in the water, not in a hurry to get ashore.

Most of the Bailong people were originally landlubbers, but later became residents of Yangshan Island. Swimming is one of the compulsory courses. Those who can be taken by He Lingchuan are all proficient in water skills and can cope with complex and changeable environments.

This time, He Lingchuan and Aunt Zhu dived again holding the silver pearl fruit, and as expected they returned to the water in the original world.

The sun shines directly on the lake and also on Aunt Zhu's head, illuminating the golden thread on top of her head.

Sure enough, God's gaze appeared again.

He Lingchuan drew his sword and cut off the golden thread invisible to others to eliminate future troubles. Then he said to Aunt Zhu, "Dive again."

The dive went smoothly this time, and He Lingchuan soon joined the Black Armored Army and swam to the rocky beach on the shore.

He Lingchuan also walked this road in the fantasy world.

The stone beach was quiet, and two weasels were wandering along the grinding marks, as if looking for crushed snails and insects.

When they saw people coming, they ran away and disappeared.

Other than that, the stone beach is very quiet. There are no freshly mended fishing nets, no dried fish, and there are no houses or fences on the edge of the woods. There are no children's laughter... there is no sign of human existence.

The small lakeside village they had seen in another world did not exist here.

The beach and woods are still pristine, and no fighting has occurred.

There was a big clam hiding among the pebbles. The ghost ape had sharp eyes and dug it out. He smashed the shell and put it to his mouth and started sucking the juice.

"Ah puff puff puff!" It just spit out the mussel meat with a slurp.

It's so bitter and astringent, without the sweetness of shellfish at all.

Not delicious!

They walked up a low hill again, from where they could see a corner of the ocean.

But the sparkling waves and the roaring sound remained the same.

The calm and uninhabited ocean also has no end in sight.

Is this the real world where Qianhuan Zhenren lives?

Wan Qiliang murmured: "It seems to be no different from the fantasy world we came to."

Ghost apes chirped in the treetops.

The Phantom Sect team is just ahead.

Soon, they caught up with the main force.

The Huanzong team rested for a while behind the short hill, and then Elder Liu led the team to the north.

"Go quickly, go quickly!" Everyone knew there were soldiers chasing him.

Everything around him is no different from the original world, even the position of the big trees is exactly the same. But there was no sign of a fight among the flowers and flowers along the way.

Everything is as it was before the Tiangong invasion.

This is so peaceful, but it makes people feel upset. He Lingchuan ran to Elder Liu and kept pace with him:

"Is this the real world?"

"Yes." Elder Liu strode forward, "For a long time, we have been living in the illusion created by the Immortal."

He Lingchuan looked at the silver pearl fruit in his hand. After a quarter of an hour, it no longer glowed. Now he was holding a large yellow pear in his hand. It still had a fragrant smell.

Elder Liu said: "You can eat it."

He Lingchuan took a bite and the pear juice overflowed, quenching his thirst.

Sure enough, these "silver lantern fruits" are pears that have been imbued with magical powers.

"What about the mortals in the fantasy world?"

Elder Liu glanced at him, a little surprised that he would ask this question: "They are not the targets of the Heavenly Palace. Naturally, they still stay in the fantasy world, just like in the past so many years."

Mortals have lived in the fantasy world for so many years, what's the problem?

He Lingchuan was curious: "How long has the illusion world existed? How could the Immortal Lord move all these mortals to the illusion world in the first place and prevent them from noticing?"

Elder Liu coughed lightly: "It's hard to say."

The secrets of the Immortal Master and the secrets of the sect are not enough for outsiders to know.

He Lingchuan said oh and stopped asking.

Is it difficult for Elder Liu to tell, or does he not know?

After He Lingchuan saw Master Qianhuan with his own eyes, he had a feeling that this mirage was extremely secretive. Did it hide many secrets that even the elders of the Huan Sect didn't know?

Just looking at the relationship between Qian Huan and Xiao Wencheng, He Lingchuan felt that this was very possible.

After climbing over a high hill, a village appeared ahead.

What surprised everyone was:

There are still residents in the villages and towns!

The location they were in, in the fantasy world, was Banqiu, which had been blown into a deep pit. But here, the hills were very high, the vegetation was dense, and the sounds of chickens and dogs in the village could be heard.

This village is located at the original location of Yucun, but the architecture is different anyway.

Not to mention He Lingchuan and others, even the disciples of the Huan Sect walked here as if they were in the clouds and mist, looking confused and confused.

There are residents and living people in the real world, but what about the living people in the fantasy world?

They are also residents of Silver Pearl Island who came from the illusion world, so are they really illusions?

When the villagers heard the noise, they all came out to watch. The eyes of adults and children were full of curiosity, but there was no malice.

A monk walking on the left side of He Lingchuan suddenly pointed at the village and shouted: "That's that, that's my neighbor when I was a child!"

His voice was very frightened, and his eyes bulged out, as if he had seen a ghost. He Lingchuan looked in the direction of his finger and saw a six or seven-year-old boy behind a fence. He was leaning towards the Fantasy Sect team. He was smiling and missing one of his front teeth.