Predecessors all over the world

Shen Jing’s final plan was to blow out the torches and leave the fire.

Torch is life, and fire is inheritance.

Major sects claimed that the Gengchen Alliance had found a solution to the problem, but it was very involved and would definitely affect mortals. Therefore, they specially refined a magic weapon, and accepted everyone for the time being, and waited for the smoke of gunpowder to pass before returning to their hometown.

All people were excited and cried with joy. And a few monks who knew the truth had smiles on their faces, and they were happy and lively, but their hearts were filled with endless sourness and endless despair.

Yin Miaomiao was silent for a while, and turned to hide.

Jun Changfeng was inside, using a book-style magic weapon to keep entering various exercises and classics in Biyun Tower.

He saw Yin Miaomiao coming and said, "Your cultivation is not enough to preside over the overall situation, you can only be a person of inheritance. If you have any wishes or things you want to do, you can tell me. I will arrange the illusion with my own hands, and the truth is nothing.

different."

Yin Miaomiao didn't speak for a while.

Jun Changfeng didn't urge him either.

The books that embodies the lifelong efforts of the monks turned into streams, fled into books, and fell into a long sleep that could not be known to the end. One of them was very familiar with, and she had borrowed them from Yao Tao.

"Oh." She sighed softly and suddenly said, "My illusion is learned from Yao Tao."

Jun Changfeng was stunned.

"In many years, I will enter your illusion and learn Yao Tao's illusion. She is indeed a genius in this regard. After all, it is not easy to even deceive herself." She said slowly, "

Now, my cultivation in illusion has surpassed her, but I am still very grateful. Without you, I would not have been able to get this step.”

Jun Changfeng understood: "It's successful."

“Yes, it worked.”

The couple Jun Changfeng and Yao Tao are hard to describe in their relationship. However, one left behind illusions and the other sacrificed and protected the inheritance, both of which are very accessible to people, and they well interpret human complexity and multifacetedness.

Yin Miaomiao sighed in her heart and looked at the garden outside.

Biyun Tower has a very good geographical location, all seasons are like spring, with flowers blooming in the garden, colorful flowers, butterflies and bees wandering in it, carefree. Such an ordinary spring scene is now a rare sight. She stared at it for a long time,

Suddenly, he said, "I'll pick them up and join Huaxu Dream."

Huaxu's Dream is the last Peach Blossom Land in Shenjing, but it is not just a magic weapon, but consists of many parts, scattered in carefully selected places, exerting heavy protection to avoid destruction or loss.

However, this magic weapon is not easy to refine, and requires high-level monks to sacrifice as hosts and inheritors, and the progress is slightly slower. Therefore, the first ones to enter Huaxu Meng are mortals and low-level monks.

They will be deceived into dreams by a kind lie, and then... they will not be able to sleep for a long time.

Yin Miaomiao knew that these were all illusions, but she still wanted to go there.

Jun Changfeng said: "Okay."

The means to deal with mortals were very simple. The monks built a magnificent and magnificent ship and told the mortals that the ship would take them to a safe place to escape temporarily.

Although ordinary people have relocated to the ground, their homes have been destroyed and it is not unacceptable to move elsewhere.

There are delicious food and wine on the boat, and there are brocade clothes and warm quilts, which are scenes that most people have never seen in their lives. They ate, drank, and fell asleep in satisfaction.

At night, the secret medicine of Baipo Sect will be transmitted to every room through the wind vent. Everyone will die in their sleep, and their souls will be introduced into magic weapons and enter Huaxu Dream.

The next day, they "wake up" and will see the vast sea and the flying birds spreading their wings.

In seven days, they will set foot on a new land, settle down and "live" again.

In reality, this ship has taken over batches of mortals, using the same dreams to deceive and soothe exhausted people.

Thirty days later, all mortals are in the Peach Blossom Land.

Is this a cruel murder or a good-willed scam?

Yin Miaomiao cannot evaluate it.

Then, it was the monk's turn.

They were told the truth and were able to choose their own destiny: whether to enter the Huaxu dream, have a wonderful dream to continue their life, or stay in reality and die with this world.

This time, Yin Miaomiao became a helper, presided over the top illusion monk in Shenjing.

He said: "A sober death requires courage and entering the illusion cannot be regarded as an escape. The connection between people in the world lies in perception. As long as people are real and their hearts are real, then the world is real."

People have no physical body and all things have no physical body. But the world imagined in their hearts is still there, and every divine thought in the world is not false. How can it be said to be an illusion? Perhaps, it should be said to be an alternative reality.

Most monks were moved.

They did not die, but they survived in a different way in the illusion, with their families and their lovers. Isn’t this much better than everyone’s disappearance?

"I want to be with you, as long as we are together, you can go anywhere." The lovers shook hands.

"Dad, mom, I want to be your child all the time. Let's go in. I don't want to see who die in front of me anymore." The family members looked at each other and cried.

"Although I have no family or lover, I have my responsibilities to select suitable disciples and continue the inheritance of the sect." Someone secretly made up his mind.

Some people scolded and wailed.

"Why, why is this happening? I don't want to die! Senior, save me! You must have a way."

"Yes, you must have a way, you just want to deceive us to die."

"I don't want to die. You lied to others, I don't believe you!"

Some people also said nothing and stared blankly into the distance.

"Is this true? Is it because my dream has not woken up yet?"

"Why are we so unlucky? I am just a little monk. What does the demise of the world have to do with me? I just want to live happily for the rest of my life, why is it so difficult?"

"It turns out there is really no way, haha... Then what's the point of doing so much before?"

Yin Miaomiao stood on the high steps, listening to the buzzing conversation, looking at faces that were either twisted, crying or sad, and losing the ability to speak.

She couldn't help but wonder, if the Fourteen Continents faced such a crisis, what would she do and what could she do?

No matter how you think about it, the answer is the same - she will not deceive mortals into dreams, but she can't do it better.

People in Shenjing have been arrogant, asked for help, collapsed, and persisted.

Human nature is both noble and despicable.

Human greatness and insignificance have also appeared at the same time.

There is not much difference between Shenjing and the Fourteen Continents in essence. Human nature is common, and what happens to them will also appear in people in the Fourteen Continents.

Similar worlds, similar people.

Real scenes, recreating history.

All of this made Yin Miaomiao feel empathy.

Emotions are abstract and indescribable, but human synesthesia can make it concrete. She seems to see some gorgeous colors, passionate red, gloomy blue, unwilling orange, and desperate gray, intertwined, in

Her spiritual Taichung painted large pieces of colors.

In the night sky under the net of the heart moon, there is a rare moment of rainbow light, just like the night in the polar regions, where the aurora meets brilliantly.

At the same time, the colorful lights on the trees lit up one by one, turning into a flying colorful lantern dragon, echoing the magnificent colors of the sky.

A mysterious feeling enveloped.

Yin Miaomiao closed his eyes.

The original colorful lanterns are all stories she virtually created. They look thrilling and heart-wrenching, but in fact they are all beauties on paper, without souls. But at this moment, the colors of the sky are like bright shooting stars, falling into the lamp one by one, as if

It is the finishing touch of the dragon painting, which instantly gives the vitality of the colorful lights.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, bitterness, bitterness, and spicyness all bloom with colors.

Real and vivid.

She had met them long ago. In those bizarre fantasy stories, they had been her parents, friends, lovers, and enemies, helping her to recognize herself.

I met you by chance, but I had such a fate.

In an instant, the lights on earth were brilliant.

The spiritual platform is crystal clear and full of brilliance.

After entering the state of Nascent Soul, she made a breakthrough in her state of mind for the first time.

Everyone's performance cannot be hidden from the host of the "game".

They did not expect that this secret realm would fall into the Nine-Level Tower. Those who can enter the Nine-Level Tower and pass the Nine-Level Gate must be the one with excellent qualifications and understanding in this world, and the most suitable technique to pass on.

Therefore, as long as you don’t perform too much, Shen Jing will give you a certain inheritance.

"Although he is a demon cultivator, he has a solid foundation in martial arts. He happened to choose the Red Moon Sect, so he might as well pass on their "Three Dreams of Red" to him and then give him the blood-refining cloak."

——This is a comment on the fate.

"This demon is practicing illusion techniques, but unfortunately, the inheritance of illusion is mostly in the mackerel illusion... Seeing that her roots and feet are weak, it is better to give her a defensive method and a celestial armored robe."

——This is talking about Jin Xiaodie.

"This person's body is very good, as if he were a dragon, and he was secretly in line with the aura of the dragon clan. Unfortunately, the dragon clan in Shenjing has disappeared for a long time, so there is probably no suitable method. However, it is said that the dragon calls the wind and rain, and it attracts thunder and lightning. The "Cloud Dragon Rising the Rain" in Fengyu Tower

》 is a good choice. By the way, the dragon clan has a strong physique, so I will give you another body quenching fruit."

——This is icing on the cake to You Baichuan.

As for Yan Baiyu, who has the highest cultivation level and is very accomplished in swordsmanship, Henghua said directly: "The Qingshuang Sect's unique skill "Qingshuang Sword Technique" should be handed over to him."

Fairy Danzhu joked: "Henghua Jun is very biased, there are more than one sword cultivator here."

"Although my sword technique is named after the Kaishan Ancestor, it has gathered the hard work of disciples of all generations, which is profound and obscure. If you learn ordinary swords, you will lose it." Henghua said seriously, "Only this person has practiced it, what he has practiced."

The sword technique was originally all-encompassing, and in time, it might be able to be integrated."

After pausing for a moment, he said, "That female sword cultivator, I suggest to her "Flying Shadow Sword" of the Furong School, the shadow sword winding and mysterious, complementing the soft sword she learned."

He is a master of swordsmanship, and his evaluation is naturally pertinent.

Fairy Danzhu nodded and asked again: "There are two more."

"Their swordsmanship has its own lineage, invisible and traceable, and other swordsmanship are just adding to the best of the snake." Henghua said, "It is not as good as the treasures of heaven and earth."

Fairy Danzhu thought, "Invisible and traceless? I only heard that the Heart Sword is like this, what else is there?"

"The sword of heart, the sword of wisdom, the sword of life, the sword of destruction, the sword of time." Henghua listed a lot and shook his head and said, "These sword intentions are invisible and unauthorized, elusive, the most difficult to practice, and are also easy to be confused by Tao.

The road is difficult."

"Since that's the case, the power should be very powerful."

Henghua said: "This is a bad word. What you call power is the power of destruction, and it is a tangible sword to destroy swords. These sword techniques have their own magical features, but they may not be able to kill people. It is like a sword of wisdom to cut off thoughts and break down troubles.

, but it doesn't hurt people."

As the two were talking, a colorful light suddenly lit up in the illusion where Yin Miaomiao was, soft and bright, as if at some point, a small ice crystal condensed from the clouds. When the sunlight shone, a circle of light was shining.

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Fairy Danzhu was very surprised: "She had an epiphany? No, is this... resonance?"

The author has something to say: Shenjing has a choice of Shenjing, and Daiyu has a choice of Daiyu.

Especially this process is actually quite long. Although I finished writing a few chapters, the time span is hundreds of years, and the decision is also very tortuous.

By the way, the people in the mackerel illusion are actually real NPCs. Do you think this illusion is real or false? The host thinks it is real, he thinks that only immortals can create the world, and the mackerel illusion is already a

The world, so he said, "I will die when I hear the Tao." Because I hear the Tao, when he talks with Miaomiao, it is no longer as simple as him.

↑This is a behind-the-scenes look, and the main text may not be written, so please enjoy reading it.

Miaomiao has broken through her state of mind and her cultivation has not changed. She has just become a baby and has not upgraded so quickly. What she has to say may be that there are more data packets in Xinyue Net and Illusion??