Legend of the Great Sage

The Illusory Mirage King poked the Nascent Soul of the Wandu Patriarch with his fingertips, which made Li Qingshan feel that the extremely difficult enemy was sleeping at this time, as weak as a real baby. ()

In this fantasy sea world, the mirage king is absolute. Whether it is poisonous wine or smoke, it is just a medium. What really works is still the incredible power of the mirage king. A blink of an eye can pull him into a dream.

"I would like to dream this dream for him." Xiao An said to the Illusory Mirage King while holding Li Qingshan's head.

"No matter how close you are, some things are irreplaceable. I wanted to give you a dream, but unfortunately your heart is empty and nothing can be reflected, let alone a nightmare."

"Nightmare!" Xiao An said.

"Oh, I seem to have slipped my tongue."

The Illusory Mirage King stuck out his tongue, covered his mouth and smiled lightly. His calm, gorgeous and noble image suddenly collapsed, like a child who succeeded in pranking, but his face was always blurred, as if he was between the faces, constantly of transitions.

Xiao An understood that her image, and even the way she spoke and acted, came from Li Qingshan's imagination to a large extent. It was not until Li Qingshan fell asleep that she gradually revealed her true colors.

This kind of true face is invisible to ordinary people, because when people communicate with each other, they inevitably contain some preconceived impressions and some illusory imaginations. The existence of the Phantom Mirage King itself will be distorted and affected, just as the phantom sea that everyone sees is different, the Phantom Mirage King also has thousands of faces,

Only Xiao Anxiu's "The Road of Zhuyan and White Bones" is colorless and selfless, unable to be without form. The image of the phantom mirage king cannot be supported by impressions and imaginations, so it presents this "true face" without a fixed face.

They sighed similarly in their hearts: "What a weird (strange) existence!"

"Okay. The dream has been formed, let us take a look and use it for drinking!" The Illusory Mirage King smiled and pointed at Li Qingshan's head.

Li Qingshan's head emitted a light, and the roof above suddenly turned into a colorless and transparent gas. Under the light of the light, it reflected a variety of colors, and gradually condensed into a picture, hanging in the sky.

The boundless yellow sand spreads, Populus euphratica, ancient city, ruins, and broken walls. Constituting a barren scene, Li Qingshan stood on a sand dune: "This is the fantasy sea!"

And "Xiao An" beside him replied: "It should be just an illusion!"

"This nightmare seems very special!" The Illusory Mirage King looked at this scene with great interest.

"This is?" Xiao An looked up,

This nightmare doesn't seem to be a sinister one.

The Phantom Mirage King asked back: "Do you know what is the most primitive, deepest, longest-lasting, and strongest emotion in the human heart?"

"love!"

Naturally, this was not Xiao An's answer, but a young girl who jumped out of the body of the Illusory Mirage King, holding her heart in both hands. ( ) face longing.

"Fiery but hard to last." The Illusory Mirage King shook his head, and the girl's face turned pale.

"Friendship!" Another unshaven and bold man jumped out of the body of the Illusory Mirage King.

"Prime Minister Bai knows he still presses the sword!" The Mirage King waved his hand dismissively, and Han Mo remained speechless.

"Dear love!" Another white-haired grandmother said kindly.

"Loving mothers are common, but filial sons are hard to find." The Mirage King sighed, and the grandmother wept silently.

"Hatred?" the distorted young man said gloomily.

"False things."

"Thoughts!" The wise man stroked his long beard.

"Nonsense."

A figure jumped out. They gave different answers, but were overruled by the Illusory Mirage King, and retreated sadly.

Talk to yourself, direct and act on your own. Crazy as crazy.

"Dream!" Xiao An suddenly said.

The Illusory Mirage King paused slightly, and said with a smile: "It's kind of interesting, but it's still wrong! Although everyone can dream. But it's as fragile as a bubble, and it's just a beautification of the body. This complicated body. And that Compared with the real and only answer, it is not worth mentioning."

Xiao An was silent.

"It's fear!"

The voice of the Illusory Mirage King trembled, he opened his arms and screamed wildly, and then knelt down on the ground with his shoulders tightly hugged. All the figures around him showed fear and disappeared.

"The fear of not getting, the fear of losing, the fear of life, the fear of death, going forward bravely is because of fear, hesitating is because of fear, speaking out is because of fear, keeping silent is because of fear ... There is fear, there is fear behind all actions, there will be more fear in failure, and new fear in success! Fear fear fear!"

The voice of the Illusory Mirage King gradually weakened, and he shrank and fell to the ground, like a frightened child, sobbing in a low voice, "It's terrible!"

"So what?" Xiao An said.

The Illusory Mirage King jumped up, his performance just now seemed to be just a dream, and he pointed to the reflection of the dream in the sky, "This is not an ordinary nightmare, it is his deepest heart, stripped of those vain desires and dreams, the deepest The fear! Hehehehe, do you really think he can survive?"

Xiao An's expression changed.

"Look, even you have fears. I understand, there is no need to pull you into a dream, it would be too illusory, as long as you wake up and watch the things you fear most happen."

The Illusory Mirage King rubbed his hands wretchedly, and said in a secretive tone with that erratic voice.

"Huh? What is this?" The Illusory Mirage King was slightly startled and looked towards the sky.

At this time, the first sandstorm in the reflection of the dream struck, and the mooing of the green bull came directly from the dream, resounding throughout the fantasy sea world.

"What kind of ghost dream is this? Could it be that he is afraid of this cow to death!"

The Illusory Mirage King was puzzled, although he had the ability to create dreams, he couldn't interpret every detail, so he quickly took action to maintain the dream, and soon, the green bull disappeared in the sandstorm, and Li Qingshan searched for the stone pillar, but he couldn't find it anymore Xiaoan's trace.

"Huh? It seems that the cow is not a fear, but a strong symbol. For him, the existence of an unusual miracle almost broke the dream, but this fantasy is too surreal!"

The Illusory Mirage King heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that it was a bit strange for those words to come from his own mouth. You know, he has seen the most bizarre dream and illusion. Even the modern city imagined by Li Qingshan only slightly surprised him.

"Look, the main thing is coming. Now that he has lost you, he can only walk alone in the desert, and the fear is getting deeper and deeper!" The Illusory Mirage King reclined comfortably, eating melon seeds, while Appreciating the dream, he suddenly asked Xiaoan, "Do you want to eat?"

Xiao An ignored her at all, and looked up at Li Qingshan walking through the sandstorms alone. The bewildered look on his face became more and more serious, and he felt a slight tingle from the heart condensed with mana.

"This kid's fear is really unusual. Ordinary people see some terrible monsters, enemies who have been resurrected from the dead and so on. It is worth mentioning that I have played many times. But this kid's superficial ** It turned out to be fighting monsters and climbing the building, he is simply a fighting maniac, that is to say, isn’t he afraid to fight me? It’s really daring. But still the same sentence, fear is the most primitive and deepest emotion in the human heart. There is no exception, so I accept my fate Come on! Why don't we make a bet on how he died!"

The Magic Mirage King took out a bucket of popcorn again, as if he was watching a novel movie with great interest.

Xiao An drew his sword and said, "Wake him up immediately. Let us go, or I will kill you!"

"Kill me?" The Illusory Mirage King pointed to his nose, his unpredictable face suddenly froze, it was the overlapping of thousands of faces. The same incredible expression: "Do you know who I am?"

"I am, Phantom! Hai! Mirage! King! Wahahahaha! Cough, cough, cough!" The voice of the Phantom Mirage King shook the void. Laughed wildly, coughed violently, and choked on popcorn.

"My heart is not hostile to you." Xiao An said.

The Illusory Mirage King propped himself up with his hands, and his face was distressed: "This is really a problem! Well, then I'll chop it up for you!"

Xiao An sword cut down!

The Phantom Mirage King clasped his palms together, clamping the edge of the sword: "Your sword is weird, I feel like it can't be cut by you."

In the fantasy sea world, with the power of the phantom mirage king, even if Patriarch Wandu attacked with all his strength in his prime, he would not even think of hurting a single hair of her hair. Being able to escape from the phantom sea would be considered a blessing.

However, the Buddha Killing Sword is not an ordinary magic weapon. The unique power it contains makes the Illusory Mirage King feel the slightest danger.

Xiao An tried hard to pull out the Buddha Killing Sword, but couldn't pull it out. His eyes were ignited with pale samadhi bone fire, and the skeleton rosary slipped from his hand.

"Give up, if you go through three catastrophes, I will also be afraid, but now, you are far from my opponent, if this continues, your empty heart will give birth to real hostility and even for him. Killing intent, at that time, you will also be in danger, I don't want to kill you."

The Illusory Mirage King said solemnly, like warning and persuasion, his eyes changed color, showing the aura of a peerless demon king, stronger than Li Qingshan imagined.

However, Xiaoan ignored him: "Let him go!"

"Look, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Turn around quickly, don't miss the most exciting part." The Illusory Mirage King pointed at the dream reflection in the sky, and shouted like a convulsion.

Xiaoan looked back suddenly, Li Qingshan fell on the white desert, gradually being obliterated by the white sand.

At the same time, his breath became extremely weak. Unharmed, but nearly dying.

Xiaoan rushed over, shook him vigorously, and shouted: "Qingshan! Wake up! This is just a dream!"

The reflection of the dream is completely darkened.

"It's over. It's a very wonderful dream. It's breathtaking. It makes people feel that the guy who dreams of monsters and enemies in the nightmare is simply a weak coward. This is the nightmare that is really worth watching, but it proves to us again. Even Such a brave and fearless person actually has Mo's fear hidden in his heart, and fear will kill people!"

The Phantom Mirage King stood up and introduced to the non-existent audience. He first praised, then sighed, and finally smiled.

However, at this time, the reflection of the dream lighted up again, and the Illusory Mirage King suddenly looked back, "Hey, why is it not over yet! Could it be that just now wasn't his greatest fear?"

When Li Qingshan woke up from the cowshed of his dream, the Illusory Mirage King was dumbfounded, opened his mouth in an imageless manner, and the melon seeds in his hands fell to the ground:

"this is……"