Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The soul search technique went straight into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Zhexue felt a stabbing pain in his head, and lost consciousness in an instant.

Yu Ting's soul search didn't want to share with Pei Jing, Pei Jing had already expected it, so he used his skills to forcibly build a bridge with Yu Ting's soul search.

After half a cup of tea, the two had finished reading Shen Zhexue's life.

Yu Ting looked unhappy and walked away.

Pei Jing woke up Shen Zhexue, sent him spiritual energy, and said, "Forgive me."

Shen Zhexue pressed her temple with one hand, waved her hand at Pei Jing, frowned and asked, "It's okay, what's the matter with that sword?"

Don't let Changting be involved in the entanglement between the two sects. Pei Jing didn't want Shen Zhexue to be implicated by it for no reason, and fall into the situation of committing a crime. Losing the lives of fellow Taoists and students is considered a disaster and a blessing."

Pei Jing is not good at explaining or persuading people. He used to think that he could solve it with a sword, but he really didn't want to waste his words.

But he is the eldest brother of Taiqingzong and Yan Yuanhan's disciple, so it is impossible for him to fight in front of him without caring about the people behind him.

Fortunately, Shen Zhexue is not inquisitive, she just wants to see the students.

Pei Jing sent him back and told him not to walk around.

They were impacted by the evil mist not long ago, and cultivators may not care about the remaining breath on their bodies, but ordinary people will often feel unwell after being infected, and it is disgusting to let them go out, so it is better to rest in peace.

Shen Zhexue returned to the original guest room.

Seeing him coming back, Shi Yuan sat up with a slightly nervous expression.

Shen Zhexue who closed the door let out a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help but sweat for herself.

an hour ago.

When Shen Zhexue woke up, Shi Yuan had already awakened.

This inn only provided one pillow per bed, and Shi Yuan lay on his side, sharing the same pillow with Master.

Shen Zhexue opened her eyes without warning, and the eyes of the two collided.

Shi Yuan was startled, and quickly backed away, his face was covered by loose hair, he looked like a little ghost with disheveled hair.

Shen Zhexue shook her head helplessly.

As an apprentice, he was afraid of being reprimanded by himself. Although he really wanted to say a few words, the most urgent thing to do was to first confirm the condition of Shi Yuan's puppet body.

So Shen Zhexue raised her hand and patted the top of the apprentice's hair, "Don't be afraid, show me your injury."

Shi Yuan looked at his expression, put all his hair behind his ears, and stretched out his wrist.

"Remember first, I will scold you when I go back." Shen Zhexue crossed her legs and closed her eyes to see him.

The star puppet descended by the emperor is indeed a magic weapon of heaven and earth. With the aura of the mysterious soul, Shi Yuan's injury has almost healed.

Shen Zhexue was sure that the evil current had not caused any damage to him, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, two purple lights flashed by, and Shi Yuan and the short purple rope tied around his wrist slightly swayed with aura.

That was the microphone connected to Tui Jiansui.

So what Taiqingzong and Hanshan said to Tuesday, without missing a single word, fell into the ears of Shen Zhexue's master and apprentice.

"Master, they will definitely come to interrogate you in a while, and maybe they will use soul searching." Shi Yuan took out a square stone as crystal clear as maltose from the storage bracelet.

"This is Zhaoying Liuli, which can be transformed as you wish. Master swallows it, and it will become the past in the sea of ​​consciousness."

Shen Zhexue sighed again, this apprentice is really a walking treasure bag.

He took the Zhaoying Liuli from Shi Yuan's hand and opened his mouth to swallow it.

Shi Yuan's eyes moved, "Master, don't you doubt that there is him? This is something that is clearly prohibited in the cultivation world today. After the medicine school burned the formula 170 years ago, no one has seen it."

The apprentice did have many secrets, but Shen Zhexue did not fully confess to Shi Yuan even when she asked herself.

It's not scary for people to have secrets, Shen Zhexue didn't care about it, and said with a smile, "You didn't doubt me either."

Shi Yuan was stunned, and then laughed in relief.

"Yes, Master, I don't know where these things come from. After a serious illness, these things were packed in red bracelets and placed beside my pillow."

Then it might have been secretly given by the family, although the reason sounds really lame.

Then he felt that he also had to explain: "You have seen the picture of the Biechang Pavilion before. To be honest, I don't know why the sword soul of this sword is with me. This should not be my sword."

... This explanation is also very fake.

Shen Zhexue thought helplessly.

"Forget it, you rest first, I'll deal with the people who are going down Taiqing Han Mountain." Shen Zhexue stroked Shi Yuan's hair.

He wasn't lying.

At that time, he really wanted a sword very much, but when Bie Changting's soul body was held in his hand, it was not a weapon he could use.

Bie Changting's aura is gentle and powerful, like an elder in the weapons industry, seeing that the younger generation can't get angry, he has no choice but to pat his beard and come out in person.

But Peak Lord Shen's shell summoned the natal sword of the former head of Hanshan for no reason, there must be a reason for it, but now there is no time to investigate.

When Shi Yuan saw that Shen Zhexue came back, he was thoughtful, thinking that he had suffered a disadvantage from Taiqing Hanshan, and said anxiously: "But something went wrong with Zhaoying Liuli?"

Shen Zhexue signaled that nothing happened, "Maybe fabricating memories, it's inevitable that you will have a headache for a while."

After all, the soul search technique is still to forcibly read the memory with external force, even if it is fake, it still affects him to some extent.

Shen Zhexue always felt that at the moment when her eyebrows were touched, some fragmentary fragments flashed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

That might be the past that belonged to Peak Lord Shen hidden behind the illusion of Zhaoying Liuli.

He lives in Peak Master Shen's body, and the memory presentation is also from the first perspective.

In the memory of the sea of ​​consciousness, he seemed to be on a mountain top.

The mountain soared into the clouds, and the clouds and mist rolled under the mountain, and a dazzling red sun rose from the east, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and rising into the air.

Xiaguang is not yet clear, and strange appearances abound.

The center of the red sun slowly turned dark black, as if splashed with a large amount of ink.

Even the astronomical phenomenon of the Tiangu eclipsing the moon does not have such a weird eclipse.

Peak Lord Shen seemed to be seriously injured. In Shen Zhexue's eyes, the hands that were propped on the ground did not have a piece of good skin, the joints were even exposed to bones, and the gaps between the wounds were full of gravel and fine stones.

Blood dripped and soaked the ground. Perhaps he had vomited blood, and when he spat out a mouthful of blood, the hilt of the sword he held in his right hand was stained bright red.

But before Shen Zhexue could see the sword clearly, the picture darkened.

Turning around again, the location turned into a pavilion in the middle of a lake, with a faint fragrance floating in the pavilion, surrounded by snow-white.

In the cold lake in deep winter, the snowflakes falling on the eaves of the pavilion made a rustling sound, but the sky and the earth became more and more quiet.

Peak Lord Shen was using his spiritual temperature to warm his tea, as if he was waiting for someone.

This scene lasted for a long time, so long that it seemed that the person who was waiting would never come.

The former of these two clips is extremely bloody, while the latter is quiet and distant, which really makes Shen Zhexue puzzled.

These memories must be unforgettable, but Shen Zhexue still has many doubts that cannot be answered.

The most critical question right now is how to get out of Langfeng City.

Shi Yuan intentionally talked to him to distract him, "Master, after the sky changed last night, the Langfeng City reflected in the sky seems to be different from the Langfeng City we passed by."

Shen Zhexue was really attracted by him, "What's the difference?"

Shi Yuan's cheeks were slightly red, and he pointed to Shen Zhexue's sleeve pocket.

Shen Zhexue fumbled inside, and took out a ball of white paper, and when he unfolded it, he saw a topographical map scribbled on the paper.

"When was it put in?" Shen Zhexue wondered.

At that time, Shi Yuan had just drawn what he saw on the paper when he was pushed out by Yu Ting. While struggling, he stuffed the paper ball into Shen Zhexue's sleeve pocket.

Shi Yuan answered irrelevant questions, sat up slowly, and explained the meaning of this picture.

"At that time, the distance was too far, so I didn't see it very clearly, but when we passed a high platform, I suddenly saw that Langfeng City reflected in the sky had no moving shadows, and there were no buildings destroyed by those monsters."

"Then I took a closer look. This is the general layout of Fengcheng City in the corridor in the sky that I saw..."

At that time, everyone was full of life-saving, and the blood-colored sky was nothing compared to the chaos in the city, but Shi Yuan could tell the difference, and even forcibly recorded the distribution of buildings in the city in the sky.

Shen Zhexue really admired this child.

After carefully looking at the location of the buildings in Shi Yuan's diagram, at first glance, it seems that there is no difference from the daytime.

But something seems wrong.

"...The left and right are opposite." Shen Zhexue passed the paper through the light, "All buildings are reversed."

On the right side of their inn is a restaurant, but it is on the left in Shi Yuan's picture.

Shi Yuan immediately took out a copy of the Southern Territory Map from the storage bracelet for detailed research.

After comparing the two, they found that the Langfeng City on the map had no similarities with the city they were in except that the main road had not changed.

"This detailed study was compiled after the Little Heavenly Tribulation 80 years ago, when Langfeng City was almost razed to the ground by the Little Heavenly Tribulation."

None of them are residents of Langfeng City, and Taiqing Hanshan has never visited this city.

The monks explored the way spiritually, and there was almost no possibility of getting lost, and they would not carry maps with them when they went out.

Anyone who is familiar with Langfeng can find this problem at a glance.

It's just these newcomers who are in trouble.

As for the change between day and night...

A possibility flashed through Shen Zhexue's mind.

"Large-scale illusions are nothing more than water moon mirror flowers and painting the ground as a prison. The rest of the changes are nothing more than transformations based on these two foundations, but the core will not change."

Shi Yuan understood what he meant, "Excluding the painting as a prison, Master said that Shuiyue Jinghua is based on real scenes."

Such an illusion of killing all directions at night and being safe and sound during the day violates the principle of "cause and effect interlocking" in the illusion of formation.

What they encountered last night was really strange.

What's even more strange is that before such a big commotion happened, all the people in the city disappeared out of thin air, without any reason or process.

How did this behind-the-scenes person escape from cause and effect?

Shen Zhexue sketched the terrain on the map, "This may be a superimposed formation, like an hourglass, and a mirror is installed in the hourglass to reproduce Langfeng City."

It's just that they fell into the lower part of the hourglass unknowingly, taking nightfall as the signal for the hourglass to turn over.

They narrowly escaped death here, while the people on the other side of the hourglass are still sleeping peacefully.

There must be an echo in the double illusion, Shen Zhexue immediately contacted Tuesday and informed Pei Jing of their speculation.

They must first confirm what time Langfeng City is at.

Soon, Taiqing Hanshan monk who went out to investigate brought back different news

Pei Jing walked into the guest room, and said to the two of them with a serious face: "The current Langfeng City is the last day of the end of the 33rd year of the Qing Dynasty in the year of cultivation."

"The winter of the 33rd year of Pingqing."

Shen Zhexue's heart skipped a beat.

No wonder they didn't notice the difference in time. The season outside the formation was also winter, and the seasons coincided with each other, covering up the problem of age.

And the day Pei Jing talked about was familiar to all cultivators.

The world of cultivators has always used major events as a watershed for changing year names.

December of the 33rd year of Pingqing was the end of this year, and it was also the end of the cultivation year title of "Pingqing".

Because on this day, the evil current that the Immortal Court failed to let go once again fell to the world.

The demon world, the demon world, and the southern border of the human race are their destinations, and countless creatures are drowned in the torrent of evil.

——It is "Little Heavenly Tribulation".

"So our experience yesterday is likely to be the situation that happened on the day of the Little Heavenly Tribulation?" Shi Yuan focused, "But since we fell into the superimposed illusion again, that Little Heavenly Tribulation only targeted a few of us?"

"Is this a 'array'?" Leng Wenyan wondered.

Her elder brother Leng Wenshu is a formation cultivator, and under the influence of his elder brother, Leng Wenyan also knows some basic principles.

Illusion supplemented by formation, the power will increase several times.

Han Shan and the others were still at a loss, Leng Wenyan quickly explained to them, after hearing this speculation, even Yu Ting's face changed slightly.

"So, we are in the hands of an array cultivator who is proficient in array illusions?"

How terrifying is the large formation matched by such a huge phantom.

Hanshan also shared their findings.

They walked the streets and alleys and asked the local ghosts, and they all heard a legend that was similar with minor differences.

"It is rumored that there is an evil cultivator here, named Shangui, and he is quite famous."

"Mountain ghost?" Shen Zhexue subconsciously looked at Qin Guzhen, who was born as the emperor's descendant, and everyone in Taiqingzong also looked at her.

In the concept of immortal cultivators, mountain ghost is a set of spells descended by the emperor.

"No." Qin Guzhen shook her head, "This mountain ghost is a legend of Langfeng."

Her voice was cold, "Emperor Jiangxi had sent someone to investigate because of taboo. According to the records of the sect, the mountain ghost is a mixed-race monk of human, demon, and ghost. He has a Mahayana cultivation. Before the Little Heavenly Tribulation, he used to be this The guardian of the land. After the city was destroyed and the people died, this person disappeared."

At this time, Pei Jing looked at the sky outside and said, "It's almost night."

Hearing that it was going to be night, the monks all held their breath.

The experience of last night was really too unforgettable.

Fortunately, everyone has already prepared to learn a lot from a pit.

Even Shen Zhexue crushed the bag of spiritual breath stones, and his whole body became hot due to the overload of spiritual energy.

Pei Jing made arrangements for tonight's actions.

Zou Chi itself is not strong in combat, and what they need to adapt to is the last black vortex, so as not to fall into the predicament of being unable to escape last night.

"Have you ever paid attention to the terrain of Langfeng City last night, or the area where the evil current fell?"

The cultivators looked at each other, and Shi Yuan said, "I still remember."

After saying that, he circled a range on the map, and at the same time pointed out the furthest point on the opposite corner.

— West City Gate.

"Then go to the west gate!"

The disciples of the two sects were about to leave the inn quickly.

Hanshan's chef looked at everyone and made a fist, as if he wanted to push to the front and talk to Yu Ting.

Distraught, Sun Liang pushed the kitchen repair backhand and scolded him for being reckless.

Unexpectedly, after a few sentences, the tall chef actually burst into tears on the spot.

"What's the matter with you!" Sun Liang saw that he was too embarrassing to cry, and just about to use the silence technique to make him stop, Leng Wenyan stepped forward to stop him: "Wait, fellow daoist, what do you want to say? "

The chef was crying so badly that he couldn't make a sound.

"I... I came in just now, and the waiter at the inn outside the station said to me, 'Please come to the guest officer, you can ask for whatever you want to eat, just tell me, we still have a lot of rooms, a few fairy elders go up'."

Sun Liang thought it was funny, "Are you crazy? Isn't that something that every mistress would say?"

"But--"

The kitchen repairer hiccupped from crying, "But I came in alone at that time, where did the 'several people' come from?"

At this time, another monk behind the chef also said timidly: "I, I may have misread it... I seem to have seen Senior Brother He An just now."

"Who is He An?" Sun Liang asked impatiently.

"Yes..." The little monk stammered.

"Say it!"

The little monk in Hanshan trembled and said, "It's the array cultivator who died yesterday!"