After the immortal disappeared

Elder Liu also showed a smile on his face: "Have you heard that? I risked disobeying the teacher's orders and told you in advance, so hurry up and leave!"

This time there was no need for him to urge them, everyone took great strides.

A few words floated not far away, and Elder Liu happened to hear them:

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

When he turned around, he found that He Xiao said these words to his companions.

Entering this world, Elder Liu has been communicating with Qian Huan, and the instructions from the Immortal Master often ring in his ears, so he knows what to do next.

And does this He Island Master have any insights?

In fact, Dong Rui just patted He Lingchuan on the arm and then gestured to him in sign language:

"This old guy is showing off his mystique. Have we returned to the real world?"

Then, He Lingchuan told the advice of the little mirage next to Zhu Erniang. When he took over the Lingshan mission and went to the Little Mirage Demon for advice, the other party solemnly gave him this mantra.

Illusion is not a simple trick to blind people, and it is impossible for the little mirage demon to know the true level of the ancient mirage, but the mirage has been cultivated to a very deep level and cannot escape the secrets of those few words.

Dong Rui rolled his eyes: "Don't fool me."

"I didn't fool you." He Lingchuan smiled, "Master Qianhuan is so sincere, he already told you the answer in Wenhui Pavilion."

"Huh?" Was he hallucinating? "What answer, why am I not impressed?"

"Have you forgotten? He said at that time that the boundary between truth and illusion, or the criterion for judging it, is -"

Dong Rui searched his mind and finally remembered that word:

"rule?"

"Yes." He Lingchuan turned back and glanced in the direction of Yaozi Lake, "As long as the rules are in the hands of Master Qianhuan, as Elder Liu said, 'This world is under control, and what he says is true' "It's just an illusion."

After listening to He Lingchuan's explanation, Aunt Zhu and Dong Rui looked at Elder Liu's words again and felt that it was not simple.

"In the final analysis, it is not us but Miao Zhantian who has the qualifications, ability and need to explore the difference between reality and illusion here." He Lingchuan advised his companions not to worry unfoundedly, "Miao Zhantian can only crack and counterattack Only by controlling the rules here can we compete with Master Qianhuan."

He Lingchuan turned his head and happened to meet Elder Liu's eyes, who was a little moved.

The monks under him who were in their fifties and sixties all knew little about it, but this young man in his early twenties actually understood it, really understood it!

Naturally, he didn't know that because of the large square pot, He Lingchuan usually thought most about the mystery between reality and illusion, besides planning the Golden Plains.

Besides, if he dares to explore Qianhuan Zhenren’s territory, he must make some preparations in advance, right?

Dong Rui frowned: "But there should be some differences between this world and the previous illusion world?"

"Of course." He Lingchuan nodded, "The rules of this world are obviously more subordinate to Master Qianhuan, otherwise he wouldn't have tried every means to lure Tiangong in."

The one who suddenly transformed the ghost people into ghost soldiers was, of course, Qian Huan Zhenren!

With just a few summoning horns, he erased the consciousness of all the ghost people, armed them and turned them into tools to fight against the invaders.

He can even distort the image of living people in the eyes of ghost people.

How powerful is this control?

God knows what other methods Qian Huan can use in this world, but He Lingchuan only knows that he must face Miao Zhantian here.

"Okay." Dong Rui knew that this topic was not deep enough, so he changed his direction and gestured in sign language again:

"Hey, why do you think Qian Huan wants to leave the dead soul in this world?"

"Perhaps for deduction, do you still remember that he got a treasure before retreating, which helped him understand the truth of heaven and earth?" It is the Dayan Dzi Bead. "Life and death are originally a cycle."

He Lingchuan didn't know what the image of the Tiangong team was in the eyes of the ghost people, otherwise he would have made further inferences.

Wan Qifeng behind him suddenly said: "These people are really pathetic. No matter whether they are dead or alive, they cannot escape from this cycle."

From birth to death, he cannot escape Qian Huan's control.

Aunt Zhu has a different view: "There is also this cycle between heaven and earth. I feel sad before I see you."

Wan Qifeng said: "At least when I die and die, my soul will not be trapped."

"That's not necessarily the case." Dong Rui smacked at He Lingchuan, "You've forgotten what he does."

Wan Qifeng remembered it and shuddered subconsciously.

Wan Qiliang asked again: "By the way, why can these ghost people walk openly under the sun?"

Ghosts are most afraid of sunlight, and they usually die after being exposed to it for a few breaths. Only ghosts and immortals with profound cultivation can withstand the overbearing damage of the true sun fire. But in this world, ghost people are bathed in the sun just like living people, without any taboos.

"Perhaps, these are the rules of this world." Dong Rui casually abused the word "rules".

Aunt Zhu also pondered: "Although they are called 'ghosts', they do have bodies that can withstand the damage of the sun."

In the human world, people possessed by evil spirits can also travel during the day, but they just don't like to be exposed to direct sunlight. "Qian Huan still has to give them a body."

At this point, it whispered: "The boy who led us in Banshan Mine is also in this team."

"Luo Xie?"

He Lingchuan glanced in the direction pointed by Aunt Zhu, and sure enough he saw that familiar face mixed in at the end of the team.

Considering Luo Xie's age and experience, his cultivation level is pretty good, but he is still an outer disciple and is not qualified to step forward.

He had a bruised face and a swollen nose, and was covered in wounds. There was a bump on his forehead that had not yet subsided. There were still coagulated blood stains on his cheeks, and his clothes were also stained with blood. I don’t know what he had been through.

At this time, he strode forward with his head half lowered, his face solemn, and he didn’t talk to anyone.

Speaking of sunshine, they just walked through a small open space, and the bright sunshine shone on everyone without any obstruction. He Lingchuan looked at Elder Liu again, and still didn’t see the golden thread on his body, and he felt a little relieved.

Aunt Zhu and Elder Liu were both planted with "God's Attention" in the fantasy world, but it did not appear in this world. He Lingchuan was worried, so he took Aunt Zhu back to the fantasy world to cut off the golden thread, but it was difficult for him to remove the God's Attention on Elder Liu.

From all the signs, He Lingchuan judged that the golden thread on Elder Liu was probably blocked by Qianhuan's spell, or it was not tolerated by the rules of this world, so it could not be located.

Elder Liu and other immortals didn't know that they were under the opponent's tracking spell, but Qianhuan might not be deceived.

In other words, they were still safe for the time being.

At this moment, Elder Liu suddenly turned around and raised his hand, and hissed loudly: "Shut up, the pursuers are coming!"

Everyone was still talking and laughing, but they were shocked and shut up quickly.

"Bow your head and hold your breath, no talking, no expanding your mind!"

The order was passed down layer by layer, and soon everyone in the Huan Sect lowered their eyebrows and hurried on their way.

The forest returned to its usual tranquility, with only the rustling sound of people marching in the grass.

About half a cup of tea, there was a buzzing sound from behind.

Some Huan Sect disciples were nervous and subconsciously grabbed their weapons. Elder Liu turned back and made a few gestures to them, meaning:

Don't move!

Soon, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, shaking people's hearts and chests a little numb.

Everyone continued to walk forward without looking back, only Aunt Zhu sent a message to other companions: "Oh, it turned out to be these things, I saw it!"

It has twelve eyes, almost surrounding the head, and can be said to have a 300-degree field of vision without blind spots. So many great monks present did not dare to expand their spiritual thoughts, only Aunt Zhu could look back easily.

Then you tell me! Dong Rui complained in his heart that Aunt Zhu really didn't want to learn from He Lingchuan, but wanted to learn from He Lingchuan to keep people in suspense.

Wanqi Feng and others on the side winked, obviously thinking the same thing as him.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhu didn't keep people in suspense for too long, because the buzzing sound was getting closer and loud enough to make people's scalps numb.

"It's a ball bee! We also call it a 'mantou bee'."

Ball bee? He Lingchuan searched in his memory and finally remembered a book he borrowed from the Shumin Academy in Panlong City, "Records of Strange Beasts in the Wild Sea", which recorded this strange bee.

In a blink of an eye, he saw the live ball bees.

No wonder people gave them this name. This kind of bee has a round head, a round belly, and a body as big as a coconut. It has a black head and a white body. At first glance, it does look like a steamed bun.

But being stung by such a big bee is not fun. Aunt Zhu's words also confirmed what He Lingchuan saw in the book: "If you are stung by this bee, your whole body will swell within thirty breaths, and you will suffocate to death within fifty breaths; if you don't suffocate, the toxin will flow into the heart, causing convulsions and death. Before the death, the deceased will tremble all over, foam at the mouth, and suffer a lot."

Everyone: "..."

It sounds like the toxin of Aunt Zhu.

And these poisonous bees are in groups of three, one or two feet apart, flying left and right, and circling slowly. Everyone knows that this is a scout sent by the Heavenly Palace, tracking the whereabouts of the Illusion Sect while looking for the hiding place of the Thousand Illusions Immortal Venerable.

The eyeball spiders on He Lingchuan and Dong Rui shrunk into their lapels, restraining their vitality to avoid being discovered by them.

"Go your way, don't move." Aunt Zhu's advice was the same as Elder Liu's, and then the poisonous bees flew past everyone.

In the eyes of the ball bees, these were the indigenous ghost people wearing masks, no different from those seen in other villages and towns before. For the sake of duty, they still approached cautiously and sniffed the smell.

Ball bees do not collect honey, but their sense of smell is still more sensitive than that of dogs.

It smelled a little sweat and the sour smell of clothes that have not been washed for a long time.

Ordinary farmers should have this smell, even though they suddenly turned into ghost people.

The bees flew away regretfully, and they did not dare to get too close to the ghost people, lest they be whipped off.

Everyone did not dare to say a word and continued to move forward.

Two groups of bees flew by within a quarter of an hour, but neither of them found the abnormality of the Illusion Sect team.

After He Lingchuan and the monk from the Huan Sect put on the masks, they seemed to have really become local natives. Not only their clothing and appearance, but even their smell was similar.