My magic weapons are all rule-based

Zhen Yihuan snorted coldly and said, "It seems that you don't understand illusion at all, so there is no need for me to teach you. I will let you see what real illusion is. Understand it well!"

After speaking, a breeze blew in the pure white space.

In a blink of an eye, the surrounding area was already covered with lush green and towering trees, turning into a vast primitive rainforest.

"Boy...how much you can gain depends on your ability." As the voice faded away, Zhen Yihuan's figure gradually faded.

Xu Shan was about to ask back when a beast roar like thunder exploded from his ears!

All of a sudden, a bloody mouth with dense fangs came forward to bite.

.....

"Chi...Chi...Chi..."

Xu Shan knelt on the ground, his face pale and gasping for breath.

The look in his eyes staring at the ground was still terrified.

Two months, it felt like two months had passed.

Illusion, if he hadn't returned to the current scene, he would have almost forgotten that he was in an illusion.

It was so realistic, without a single flaw.

The endless battles, from the jungle to the ice field, and from the ice field to the desert.

Sometimes underwater, sometimes in weightless space.

Hundreds of alien monsters, ranging from tens of centimeters to hundreds of feet, with indescribable differences in style, and continuous rounds of battles!

The fishy smell from the monsters' mouths and the pain in their bodies were no different from reality.

Every time he killed an opponent, his physical state would be reset, and the scene and opponent would rotate.

What remained unchanged was the mental exhaustion... until the last time he was killed by a monster.

Finally back to the starting point.

"Not bad, you lasted for seventy-six days." Zhen Yihuan praised, "It's rare for you to last so long at this level."

"The scenes and opponents in the illusion are all powerful monsters I encountered before reaching the ultimate realm. They all really existed, but I made some adjustments to their strength."

"Although this battle has no effect on your basic strength, the combat experience is real."

Xu Shan was still panting and forced himself to stand up.

Has it been seventy-six days?

The battles were too frequent and the intensity was too high...the time calculation is not accurate.

But I did gain a lot.

"Senior's methods are indeed brilliant. If you use this method to train disciples, wouldn't you be able to seek..."

"You think too much. Even if the top cultivators have disciples, they are all collected before entering the extreme realm. After entering the extreme realm, everyone imitates the way of heaven to some extent, so they rarely interfere with the behavior of the people below. Only when the Spirit King gives up the desire to seek the way will he want to use his ability to benefit future generations."

"Let's not talk about this for now. I still have something to give you." Zhen Yihuan said, "During the time of your trial, I have put ten drops of blood into your body, connected with your soul, you will feel it after you go out."

"Every time you stimulate a drop of blood, an illusion will be produced according to your wishes, which will take about an incense stick of time. This is your trump card to save your life. You can also use the illusion to deduce the opponent's behavior and arrange tactics in advance."

"That's all I want to tell you. If you don't have anything to say, I'll send you out.

Ten drops of divine blood?

Xu Shan's heart surged, but he quickly suppressed it: "Thank you, senior, but I just want to know, what's the outside world like now? "

Zhen Yihuan waved his hand, and a light screen appeared.

The content was exactly outside the hut in Chuanxin Forest.

Outside the hut was a mess, Chen Zu fell in a pool of blood, his jaw was knocked off, and only a little skin was left.

He turned his head, and the boomerang lay there quietly.

Xu Shan sighed at the power of the boomerang and asked.

"Is he dead?"

"Not dead, but his injuries are also very serious. He should be pretending to be dead now...waiting for you to show up and give you a fatal blow. If he can't take over your body, I'm afraid he won't live long in his current state."

Zhen Yihuan broke it, and Xu Shan immediately looked at Chen Zu with the eyes of a clown.

The old man has a lot of work to do...it's a pity that it was all broadcast live.

"Senior, can you save him?"

"Why do you save him? "Zhen Yihuan asked curiously.

"I think... can this be done?"

After listening to Xu Shan's story, Zhen Yihuan nodded and smiled: "Yes, it is indeed a good idea. From this point of view, you are indeed a good seedling for learning illusion... You can gain eternal life by crossing the netherworld, which is indeed a temptation that no one can resist."

"Then I will help you again. I can do what you said, but I am not strong enough now. I want to take away seven more drops of your ten drops of blood. Are you willing to do it?"

Xu Shan hesitated for a while, and finally said affirmatively: "Let's do it!"

"Well..." Zhen Yihuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Xu Shan, "You have a secret, I won't ask too much. But remember, once the ability to absorb laws is discovered by a strong person above the netherworld... you will die! "

After saying the last sentence, Zhen Yihuan shook his hand decisively.

Xu Shan's vision began to blur, and he was back to the hut in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the surrounding scene, it was clearly what happened just a moment ago, and it felt like a long time had passed.

Only the three drops of divine blood in the body could prove that everything that happened just now was indeed true.

The power of the phantom god is really hard to guess, even if it is already on the verge of death, it is hard for people to compare with it.

But he was also decisive enough to send himself out directly.

He was not even allowed to say goodbye.

Perhaps he had already let go of life and death.

Never mind, now is not the time to think about these things.

Xu Shan sighed in his heart, stood up and walked towards Chen Zu.

About ten meters in front of Chen Zu, he stopped and sat cross-legged.

Chen Zu was covered with blood light, and his injuries began to heal.

A trace of blood light extended from it and pierced Xu Shan's chest.

Staring at Chen Zu who was pretending to be dead, Xu Shan began to try to summon the electronic cigarette.

As expected, the electronic cigarette had completely disappeared...

Xu Shan licked his lips.

I don't know when the electronic cigarette has run out of durability. Now it depends on whether the phantom god can help!

Looking at the boomerang beside Chen Zu, Xu Shan raised his hand and shot it over.

Throwing it forward gently, the boomerang slowly turned a circle.

It hit Xu Shan's face with a snap and fell to the ground.

Xu Shan's mouth twitched twice and put away the boomerang.

This thing is very powerful, but it is a bit difficult to use it well, so I still have to go back and think about it.

After waiting for a long time, Xu Shan suddenly heard the voice of Zhen Yihuan in his mind.

"It's done. The three drops of blood in your body are exhausted, and the connection between you and him will completely disappear. You are the descendant of the Fist God, and I believe in Lie Jiuzhong's vision. Xu Shan, don't forget your promise to me... Take care of yourself."

Before Xu Shan could sigh, the blood around Chen Zu had disappeared.

The external injuries on his body were mostly healed.

Then he saw him get up and look at him.

But the hostility in his eyes was gone.

Looking at Xu Shan, Chen Zu's heart was shaken... Phantom God! Phantom God not only did not die, but also appeared in front of people!

Phantom God knew that he had been worshipped for ten thousand years, and he didn't even care about being drawn blood. He also healed his injuries and left a prophecy... He is really broad-minded!

Phantom God said that he accepted this child as his descendant and left his opportunity to break through the netherworld with him.

But what this opportunity was, Phantom God never said.

But now he can clearly feel that he and Xu Shan have a vague connection.

Do you want to take him as a disciple and keep him by your side?

The Phantom God should have planned the same, otherwise he would not have left his chance to break through the underworld to him. This move must be to train and protect his successor.

But it’s not appropriate now. After all, he just wanted to take over his body. How should he start?

Not necessarily. The Phantom God should have communicated with Xu Shan, otherwise he would not dare to sit in front of him.

It should be like this.

Chen Zu was full of thoughts and entangled.

Xu Shan cleared his throat and said, "Ahem! That... do you still want that mask?"

"Hmm? What, what mask?" Chen Zu's confused expression was a little embarrassed, and then he reacted, "Sanxuanfu?"

"Hmm, hmm," Xu Shan nodded repeatedly, "Give it to me if you don't need it."

"Ah... walk."

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(I'm still in a bad mood today, but I'll recover in a day or two. I'll make up for it for everyone, don't worry!)