The plot of Cultivation of Immortals is unreliable

"Brother Zhao, do you know how to get out?"

"I don't know about this, brother Zhang knows?"

"Well, but I don't know which way to go." Guan Hao nodded.

I should have known it at first, but the sword marks that were drawn had grown fog mushrooms again, and there was no trace of it. Could it be that this person thought he knew so he found him?Otherwise, why would you find yourself.

But I have to say that there is a person who is much less pressured by colleagues, even if it is a stranger who needs to be guarded, he is also much more relaxed mentally.

"How long has Brother Zhang been in?" Zhu Huan asked casually, with a clear and upright voice.

"It hasn't been too long since I came in. I've been wandering around and couldn't find my way." Guan Hao said in a deep voice.Now it seems that it will not be too boring, he is very curious about this... senior brother.

"Brother Zhang, can you gain anything?"

"No, where's Brother Zhao? How much do you know about this place?" Guan Hao raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of arrogance and pride at this age.

"It's been a long time. I have encountered invisible people similar to monsters a few times, but it's not a problem."

……

Zhu Huan looked at the fog in front of him quietly, it was the same as when he came in, but there seemed to be something different, secretly glanced at the person next to him, he thought that the young man with arrogant eyes would be the first to be unable to bear it, but he could persist until Now, it seems that he was underestimated.

After the two chatted for a while, it may be that both of them had nothing to talk about in order to avoid the exposure of their identities. , he even felt that this was caused by him provoking everywhere in that area of ​​transformed monsters, because this was the only violation.

Presumably the smart boy next to him is about to notice it.

Xiaotian sent a voice transmission to him a few hours after he entered the monster storage bag. He ate too much rice soil and was full. He was in a deep sleep and might not wake up in a short time. For thousands of years of monsters, but for Zhu Huan, a 'short-lived' monk.

His opportunistic imitation of the male protagonist's method of drawing marks with a sword and then looking at it with his spiritual sense didn't work, which exacerbated his inner anxiety, and it was aimed at him.

Maybe...he should let the boy next to him go?separate.

Do not!

how can it work

This strange fog was produced strangely and quickly, he didn't know what made the fog not appear, and attacked him, but he would not let go of any chance of survival.

Looking at the young man in blue again, he seemed to be unaware, walking silently with his head bowed, and even the surrounding was too quiet, making the young man even more silent... No!

Zhu Huan magnified the movement and looked at the boy, then looked at the boy's neat and tidy sapphire blue long skirt, looked down at his boots covered with mud, and the hem of his clothes was also stained with yellow mud, and carefully recalled when something went wrong. , talking, Xiaotian transmitted the sound, and the two quieted down...

Except for the first half-day to talk about the direction, the next thing is to... Make your own decision, that is, you have been here for two days.

"Junior Zhu Huan came here by chance, and he has no hostility towards you. Senior, please show up." Zhu Huan bowed to the front.

The dense fog in the empty space seemed to stagnate for a moment.

When Zhu Huan saw that it was right, he said persistently, "If it's inconvenient, senior, I won't force you, but I just ask senior to read it here without any malice, and let me leave...here." He suddenly thought that maybe this is not the place he thought , because there are no illusions or monsters that are good at illusions, there are still such a large group of incarnations.

no response?It shouldn't be, the second monk Zhu Mingzhang is confused, can't he say that the wavering that was originally there will disappear all of a sudden?

As time passed by, Zhu Huan realized that the fog was gradually dissipating.

Suddenly Zhu Huan turned around, and a phantom appeared behind him. The phantom slowly turned into reality, and a figure appeared, wearing a long yellow dress, a light yellow gauze tied around his waist, and long black hair hanging over his shoulders , a bunch of tassels on the forehead followed the soft hair to the cheeks, the eyebrows and eyes were delicate and delicate, and the color of the lips was like the red cherries specially decorated on the cake, which was natural.

But the most eye-catching thing is this person's height, at least... 1.9 meters, a head taller than a real man like him.

Zhu Huan raised his head subconsciously and looked over, stared blankly for a moment, then quickly realized, lowered his head, "Senior, what do you want to order?"

"Nothing." A cold word came out of her mouth.

Zhu Huan was very wary of this senior who made him fall into the trick without knowing it, but he couldn't guard against it. He could vaguely guess the identity of this person. The creepy feeling is probably that... the fog mushroom monster whose body was eaten by the protagonist.

Zhu Min shuddered. In the original text, this person was blessed by heaven. After following the protagonist, he almost destroyed the protagonist's dantian.

This is not something he can resist, Zhu Ming swallowed.

Suddenly he raised a hand, and before he could cover his dazed head, he fell unconscious.

Wu Xi glanced at him, and said to whom he didn't know: "I may not come back in the future, you take care, don't behave in front of outsiders like last time, be careful in everything."

Quietly, no one responded, only a gust of wind blew and the fog trembled slightly.

……

The white fog all around dissipated, revealing Guan Hao who was lying on the ground not far away. A gust of wind blew by, and he faintly woke up. Awakened from the illusion, and aware of the current situation, he quickly picked up the bag and dropped it on the ground. sword, in an attacking pose.

Sensing the shallow breathing behind him, he turned around abruptly, and saw someone who had been walking side by side lying on the ground with a ruddy complexion, as if nothing had happened.

Suspicious in Guan Hao's heart, he didn't show it on his face, woke up Zhu Min, and pulled him up from the ground, "How are you?" There was a kindness in his words that he didn't even notice.

Zhu Huan recalled what happened before he fell into a coma, and was terrified in his heart. He said, "I remember walking with you, and then I woke up. This is... what's wrong?"

He was lying, a light flashed in Guan Hao's long and narrow eyes, and he said, "It's nothing, I am the same, I just don't know what happened?"

The two looked at each other, knowing that what the other said was not true, but they didn't want to reveal this tacit understanding.

In the end, Guan Hao suggested, "It's better to rest here for a while."

"I really have this intention." Zhu Min agreed in his heart, and sat down cross-legged, because a voice said in his ear just now, 'you can trust him for a while'.

Now he is not in the illusion, even if it is an illusion, he does not believe that his illusion will be able to trust the other party, there is no one who can make him believe, if not counting the innocent Xiaotian.

【Who are you? 】

Zhu Huan thought in his heart that since Zhang San could hear him without him noticing, he should also be able to hear himself.

[I am the mushroom plant monster that is guarding here, which is what you call a transformed monster. The big period is approaching, so I hide in your sea of ​​consciousness, and live and die with you, don't worry that I will hurt you , do you have any questions? 】

The cold and toneless voice startled him, but what made Zhu Huan even more terrified was what the man said, what kind of fog-mushroom-type monster, as far as he knew, there was only one fog-mushroom-type monster, which was occupying The one in the male lead's dantian finally tore his dantian apart, how could he run into his sea of ​​consciousness?

[Why not worry?But I also know that I may not be able to come out at this time. 】

【Did you do it when I passed out? 】

Zhu Huan thought silently in his heart, if he could figure it out, he wouldn't let someone who didn't know anything into his sea of ​​consciousness, that was the foundation of his survival in this different world, how could he allow others to get involved?

【Yes, you won't agree to let me in, so I'll make my own decisions. I won't harm you. At the same time, I will do my best to help you. If you die, I can't live alone. 】

【You know what I think? 】

Zhu Huan felt a rage in his heart, knowing that he didn't want to pass on his thoughts to her. If there is a chance, he must... Thinking of this, Zhu Huan let himself relax again.

I can only know temporarily that this is the innate supernatural power of the fog mushroom. After a few hours, the body will dissipate. At that time, I can no longer do it. You don’t have to kill me. I will help you practice. I have tens of thousands of years of experience , just here with you... Well, in your words, rent a place.

Is Zhu Huan really surprised now, aware of the knowledge deep in his memory?

【How do you know this? 】