God level hypnotist

The pupils of the young man constricted slightly, as if he was in doubt, but also dejected.

But Meng Heng didn't soften his heart, and said word by word: "You shouldn't be here."

Although the illusion this time was much more realistic than the tiger, leopard and jackal just now, the young man in front of him seemed to be alive, with voices, touchable, and the warmth of his palms.

However, a fake is a fake.

Even if he was about to ignore the strange aura that came with the young man just now.

"Heng'er, what are you..." The young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of anxiety, as if he was eager to explain something.

Meng Heng shook his head and interrupted him.

"Let's go, you shouldn't be here." He emphasized again.Other than that, he didn't want to say much.After the words fell, he waved away the hand that the young man held up cruelly, turned around and left.

"Heng'er." The young man called out from behind, with a somewhat lonely tone.

Meng Heng paused, and finally stood there for a while, then turned his body slightly, turned half of his face, and said: "Just wait, I will be back."

Then he strode away, ignoring the calls of the people behind him, and left the Meng residence all the way.

But at the moment when he just stepped out of the threshold, there was another burst of dizziness, the sky was dark, and when he raised his eyes again, there was no such thing as the Yuyu Qionglou, Diaolianghuadong just now!

Meng Heng felt a little lost.However, that was only for a moment, and the next moment, he coldly looked at the changing illusion.

At this moment, he was on a cliff.

This cliff looks as if it is ten thousand zhang high, and the clouds and mist are shrouded under the feet, which can't be seen clearly. However, looking down through the dark light, it is unfathomable and impossible to see to the bottom.

In the distance, there is a setting sun like blood, with beautiful rays of light, clouds wrapping around both sides, and a hundred-year-old pine growing on the edge of the cliff, swaying branches and leaves blown by the wind.

Listening carefully again, there seems to be birds chirping and apes whistling in the distance, which is desolate and melodious, and lasts for a long time.

Looking around, there is no way to retreat, nowhere to go.

Right now, Meng Heng is standing on a relatively flat boulder on the cliff, if he wants to escape from this cliff, he must climb down from the boulder.

However, this stone is extremely huge, as high as a three-story building, and its surroundings are extremely smooth, there is no place for hands and feet to cling to it.

It is clearly a dead end.

With a sound of "Chila--", the bird fluttered its wings and flew, and an exceptionally large vulture landed on the stone, staring at him with piercing eyes.

Meng Heng raised his eyebrows and squinted at the vulture.

The bird's beak is long and sharp, and its two claws are firmly on the ground. It is comparable to an eagle, but it is several times larger than an eagle.

On this cliff, as long as it flaps its plump wings lightly, it must be able to overturn him and fall into the abyss.

That being the case, just wait for it to rush over.

Meng Heng stood calmly on the edge of the cliff, his back straight.

But for a moment, the vulture really sprinted and glides, with its huge wings spread, passing over Meng Heng's head like a dark cloud.

Then it spun back and forth again.Suddenly, the bird's beak touched Meng Heng's waist, throwing him straight off the cliff.

A sharp pain came from the side of the waist, but Meng Heng couldn't care about it at this time, he could only feel the rustling wind whistling past his ears.

The scenery flashed by in front of his eyes, and the sudden change in air pressure made his chest feel uncomfortable.

It seemed that at this moment, death was really close at hand.

Meng Heng could feel his heart beating.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and only concentrated on meditation, carefully feeling the real changes in the airflow around him.

There is a gentle breeze, the sound of gurgling water, the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds, but there is no change.

He snapped his eyes open.As a result, I saw that I was standing on the flat ground, and there were no cliffs and cliffs around, but only the green willows and the prosperous spring scenery.

There was an itching attack on the feet.Meng Heng looked down and saw that it was the white fox, curled up into a ball, rubbing against his feet.

Sure enough, it is still the boundary of Yumian Mountain.It was no different from the scenery before I sank into the water.

It seems that this is an illusion.

He was about to raise his eyes and take a look, when he heard a burst of laughter: "The Qi of Yuanyang can penetrate people's hearts, the leaves are playing music, and the music is bewitching, and now it is safe and sound from the illusion arranged by Xuan Yulang." Come out, Meng Heng, how many amazing things do you have?"

Meng Heng searched for his reputation and saw that it was Xuan Yulang.The man was still wearing the toga with wide sleeves and snow-white gown, walking over with a playful smile on his face.

Meng Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, worry about it, Meng also escaped from this illusion with a narrow escape."

Xuan Yulang laughed loudly, shook his head while laughing, walked over and pulled Meng Heng's wrist, pinched it with two fingers, and said: "Fox art is the most deceptive, and this illusion of mine is even worse. And nothing less, like you, who can go through illusions without losing their mind, I counted and counted, and I have seen no more than three people in this life."

It is true.In his early years, when he was still playful, he used this illusion to confuse people many times.In fact, no matter whether it is a monster or a human being, anyone who enters this illusion will either be frightened to death by the beasts and ghosts, or get drunk on the secrets in his heart, or lose his mind completely due to all kinds of anxiety and whirling around. Wanting to find a way out was even more impossible, so he was trapped in that illusion and died alone.

While sighing, he carefully checked Meng Heng's pulse.

Probing like this, his eyes were full of astonishment, and then he frowned and said nothing, only stretched out two fingers to touch the young man's neck, and after a long while, his expression sank, and he said: "That Yuanyang man The Qi has become a bit stronger. But..."

Speaking of this, Xuan Yulang smiled slyly again, and said: "I'm afraid that when this breath collides, the force will make you unable to survive or die."

He thought for a while, then laughed again: "Otherwise, if you call me 'uncle', I can teach you some ways to avoid disadvantages."

While speaking, his long and narrow phoenix eyes blinked slightly, and there seemed to be something special in his expression.

with bad intentions.

Meng Heng glanced at him indifferently, pushed away the other party's hand resting on his neck, and said with a sneer, "So, I have passed your examination?"

Xuan Yulang was startled, as if he was savoring the word "assessment". The more he played with it, the more interesting he found it. He couldn't help but suddenly smiled, squinted his eyes, and said, "That's right, you did pass my assessment."

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Having said that, Xuan Yulang, a pro-"uncle", did not do any good deeds to protect his nephew. Instead, he pestered Meng Heng all day long, asking Meng Heng to play music on the leaves to confuse people's minds, and not to be trapped by illusions. And retreat, how to do it.

He also didn't believe that a mere mortal could do such a thing, so he decided that he had practiced some crooked spells, and while Meng Heng was not paying attention, he went through his pulse and vitality again, which made Meng Heng's blood really boil, and the pain was unbearable .

"No, you really haven't practiced any spells?" Xuan Yulang leaned in front of Meng Heng, who was concentrating on his luck, and asked with a frown.

Meng Heng didn't want to pay attention to him.At this time, he is doing some basic cultivation that can regulate his inner breath according to the secret told by the other party.

Although the secret is only eight words: "Hold Yin and embrace Yang, from the beginning to become one."

At first glance, it seemed impossible to start, but he observed the forest fox's cultivation method carefully in the past few days, but he also gained a lot.

It seems that cultivation is mostly like hypnosis, self-experience and understanding are the most important, and the specific steps and methods vary from person to person.

It's just the chatter and harassment of the person in front of me, which is really annoying.

After being disturbed by the other party again, Meng Heng lazily raised his eyes to look at him, and said impatiently: "I have never understood your cultivation level spells before, what I use is called hypnosis, whether you are human or not Demon, as long as you have consciousness, thinking, and will, once you are hypnotized, your will will be controlled by the hypnotist. You are firm and strong, and it doesn't change because of your cultivation, so when it comes to hypnosis, you, and your sons and grandsons, can only be helpless."

It was rare for him to speak so patiently for such a long talk, but it was just that he was annoyed by the other party's interruption and wanted to completely end the other party's curiosity.

After listening to it, Xuan Yulang really seemed to be thinking. He murmured words like "hypnosis", "consciousness" and "thinking", but he couldn't understand the meaning after repeating it.

In the blink of an eye, he saw that the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the couch just now had disappeared, he was not angry at all, he only felt that the young man was a bit more magical and interesting, he looked around for a while, and came out of the stone mansion , I went looking for a boy.