Fish swimming around the world

At the same time, Jiang Fan began to emit a faint white mist, and a demonic aura filled the air, as if the world's greatest demon was about to wake up.

Wenren Fengliu was shocked. In his eyes, Jiang Fan at this moment was not a human being, but more like an inexplicable evil. Behind him, a huge shadow of some creature seemed to rise, and several white and elegant shadows seemed to be blooming lotus petals. The inexplicable and demonic creature seemed to be slowly condensing.

Seeing that the diamond-shaped vertical eye was trying to open, Wenren Taishi suddenly shouted: "Duh!"

The sound was like thunder, hitting people's hearts.

The single eye on the forehead closed instantly, and at the same time, the fingers of both hands were pressed on the temples on both sides of Jiang Fan's forehead.

Without the stimulation of Wenren Zhongda's eye between the eyebrows, the vertical eye that was trying to open finally slowly closed, and the soul-stirring green light was completely retracted. From beginning to end, it only opened a thread-like gap.

Then, a stream of clear water in Jiang Fan's body suddenly climbed up the dragon ridge along the snow mountain and reached the back of his head. After a while, his mind returned to clarity. At the same time, the red diamond mark on his forehead finally disappeared.

And Master Wenren, who let out a long sigh and put down his hands, was sweating all over.

Jiang Fan shook his head and looked at Wenren Zhongda blankly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The latter looked surprised and uncertain, and stared into his eyes for a long time: "Young man... you... what on earth are you?"

Jiang Fan was stunned and a little angry. Why are you still scolding people?

Wenren Fengliu seemed to realize that his father's words were not right, and hurried forward, saying in surprise: "Boy, there is a demonic aura, it seems that there was a demonic aura just now. Don't you feel anything wrong?"

"Demonic aura?" Jiang Fan frowned strangely: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's clear in the sky, where does the demonic aura come from? What is that? You have read too many myths and strange stories."

Wenren Fengliu looked at him up and down with doubt: "You really don't feel anything?"

"Feel what? But..." He was a little confused: "Just now I was in a trance, what happened? Oh, by the way, old master, I seem to have heard you roar."

Wenren Fengliu turned his eyes to his father in surprise, but was surprised to find that his father's eyes were full of endless depth, and even contained fluctuating murderous intent.

He was shocked in his heart. Others didn't know, but he knew that just now his father faced Jiang Fan and opened the Eye of Delusion that had not been used for decades. That was the inheritance of the three-eyed general, one of the three strongest generals under the command of Jiang Taizai. It is said that it can break all illusions in the world.

But Wenren Fengliu knew that his father would only open it when encountering an unusual and special situation. What happened today? He opened it directly in front of the grandson?

Seeing that Jiang Fan was fine, Wenren Fengliu turned to Wenren Zhongda: "Dad, why are you..."

Wenren Zhongda seemed a little tired and waved his hand slightly: "Follow me."

Jiang Fan was a little confused, but he didn't think much about it. He looked at Wenren Fengliu and followed the old master to the tall building.

Not long after, they came to the front of the tall building. Jiang Fan looked up and saw a wooden plaque hanging above the lintel, which read: Cangling Book Pavilion.

Wenren Zhongda took the two into the book pavilion. The first floor was very tall and empty. Apart from the basic structure, there were almost no facilities. The only thing that attracted Jiang Fan's attention was six bronze pillars that could be hugged by two people. They were arranged in a ring in six directions. They should be the main support of this book pavilion.

There was nothing else to see, so Jiang Fan casually asked, "Is the old man Cangling here?"

Wenren Zhongda did not answer, but walked to a large table in the center, as if thinking about something.

Jiang Fan was a little confused, so he spoke again: "My master Zhang Zhiling came to visit in advance. May I ask if the old master has seen him?"

Wenren Zhongda looked at him, lowered his eyes again, and seemed to have no intention of answering.

Jiang Fan was quite puzzled, and turned his inquiring eyes to Wenren Fengliu. The latter also shook his head, not knowing what his father was thinking.

After a long while, a cold light seemed to pass under Wenren Zhongda's drooping eyelids, and the next moment, he slowly stretched out his hand and pressed on the table.

With a click, the whole building slowly creaked with a mechanical sound. Not long after, the central floor slowly opened, revealing a ten-foot square entrance, and the stairs inside were vaguely visible.

Wenren Zhongda looked at Jiang Fan: "Follow me down."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked down.

Jiang Fan was a little wary, but as the grandson of the emperor, he couldn't think of any reason for Wenren Zhongda to murder him. After a little thought, he followed him into the entrance.

There was a spiral staircase that went down very long. It took half a cup of tea to reach the bottom.

What came into view was an empty space that was even larger than the first floor. This was a strange hexagonal space. The walls were all made of black boulders. The ceiling and the floor looked a bit like black iron. There were murals on the six walls, depicting people or demons and monsters. They seemed to be very old. Jiang Fan's intuition told him that this basement and the murals should have existed for much longer than the ancient building above.

What surprised Jiang Fan was that at each corner of the hexagon stood a bronze pillar, which was also as thick as two people hugging, and seemed to be connected to the six pillars in the space above. The only difference was that the six bronze pillars were wrapped with black iron chains as thick as arms.

In the center of the basement, there was a strange wheel that was less than a foot high. It was a bit like a millstone, but it was also hexagonal, and seemed to correspond to the six bronze pillars.

At this moment, Wenren Zhongda was standing in front of the wheel, with his back to them, motionless, as if he was thinking about something.

Jiang Fan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Just as he was about to ask, Wenren Zhongda had already turned to look at him and pointed at the roulette wheel: "Stand up."

Jiang Fan frowned slightly: "Why?"

Wenren Zhongda didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to catch him in the air and let him stand on the one-foot-square roulette wheel.

Jiang Fan felt a little angry in his heart. Before he could speak, Wenren Zhongda suddenly raised the calluses on his right hand, his beard and hair were spread out, and his eyes were full of majesty.

"Six paths of reincarnation, no illusions and no signs, six paths of realization, breaking the barriers of reincarnation! Turn!"

As he shouted, the roulette wheel under Jiang Fan's feet suddenly made a clicking sound and started to spin. The six bronze pillars on the four sides seemed to be vibrating, and the iron chains wrapped around them rustled.

Jiang Fan was startled: "Master, what are you doing?"

Wenren Fengliu, whose eyes had become a little confused since he came in, suddenly changed his expression: "Six Paths of Reincarnation Array? Dad, what are you going to do!"

However, Wenren Zhongda snorted coldly, "Get out of the way."

Wenren Fengliu was furious: "Father, do you know who he is? How can he use the Six Paths of Reincarnation Array?"

"Who is he? He is a monster! A monster who is in opposition to the world! Get out of the way!"

Wenren Fengliu said anxiously: "Dad, you are wrong, he is..."

"Noisy!" Wenren Zhongda interrupted him directly, stretched out his left hand, and a finger-thick golden light was like a golden snake. It instantly rolled up Wenren Fengliu and even choked his mouth. Wenren Fengliu was shocked and angry, but could not utter a word. No sound at all.