Judging from the rising and setting of the sun, two full days have passed since he was knocked unconscious by the owner of the Shanshui Mystery and thrown here. Qianmo has tried various ways to escape from here.

Of course, without exception, they all ended in failure...

The only good thing is that he doesn't seem to feel hungry here.

Qian Mo knew very well that everything in front of him was just an illusion. After all, if a ghost could really be powerful enough to disrupt time and space and send a young and promising undertaker into the wild land of ancient times, then he would probably be close to becoming a god.

Well, you still go to great lengths to create an illusion to hide it from others when eating!

However, even illusions are divided into three, six or nine levels. The main purpose of entry-level illusions is to confuse people's minds. They have simple structures and do not practice magic. Basically, they are mainly used for illusions. They don't even have much offensive power and can only serve as a support.

effect.

Higher-level ones will incorporate some changes, such as Qimen Dunjia, or changes in the five elements, etc. In line with the principles of heaven and earth, they can use the power of heaven to evolve illusions that can truly kill people. In Qianmo

In the judgment, the landscape puzzle that can make oneself lost, actively attack the prey, and even melt the prey that enters to strengthen oneself should be the pinnacle of this type of illusion!

Before entering this wild land, Qian Mo originally thought that the master of the puzzle was just a character who lived for a long time. But now he finally understood how wrong he was...

Being able to project such a grand scene before historical records, and in Qian Mo's feeling, he knew it was false, but he still couldn't help but believe it to be true...

It can definitely be called the pinnacle of illusion!

"I still can't summon the different writing pen. The ordinary burial pen can't withstand the large amount of force I used when opening the entrance to the burial world. I can't communicate with the burial coffin world. My strength will be reduced by at least 60%!"

While walking towards the distant mountain peak, Qian Mo looked at the wolf-hair brush in his hand and muttered to himself as if accepting his fate.

On his deathbed, the Xuanyuan clan bestowed upon five of his close disciples the practice of cultivation, and ordered them and their descendants to be buried for the ghosts of the world. Over time, the clans founded by these five cronies were called the Five Yucang Clan in the world. For thousands of years, although due to some circumstances,

There are some missing methods, but the most powerful inheritance recognized in the world of embalmers is still concentrated in the five families of embalmers.

And Qian Mo is the eldest son of the Qian family, the head of the five imperial coffin families. When he was twelve years old, during the awakening ceremony of the coffin master, Qian Mo woke up, opened the world gate, and revealed his celestial eye. In the end, he was rated as a prehistoric level talent.

It shocked the entire world of encoffining masters. Then, half a month after the awakening ceremony, he was recognized in the ancestral home by the strongest encoffining pen passed down by the ancestors of Qianjia, and he was regarded as Qilin'er of Qianjia from then on!

However, in response to this, the miraculous Qian Mo heard from the outside world that he wanted to shout: "Fuck Qilin'er, this writing style is too arrogant, sign a contract, and even my courage attribute will be filtered by it.

, I won’t be allowed to use other burial pens! It’s easy to operate, but when I used an ordinary burial pen to communicate with the burial coffin world, it almost blew me up to death!”

This damn puzzle master, Qian Mo was getting more and more angry and couldn't help but curse secretly. At this time, the strange runes hidden with gold patterns and jade pens on the back of his hand had completely dimmed, as if there was a layer of imprisonment preventing him from doing so.

He uses the same thing. Needless to say, this is definitely a good thing done by that evil ghost!

However, the only thing that gave him some psychological comfort was that the standard equipment for the undertaker he carried with him could still be used, and some common techniques could still be performed with the standard equipment.

Moreover, for some reason, Qian Mo had a vague hunch that the Yiwen Pen was not really unusable. The master of the puzzle seemed to be deliberately guiding himself to a place where there seemed to be no limit on his power...

Along the way, Qianmo has reached the border of the Loess Plateau. This time, he has finally seen what a prehistoric land is, a prehistoric world...

That was quite exciting, at least... much more exciting than sitting at home and reading The Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Groups of lizards with horns on their foreheads, as big as horses, and as bright red as flames...

A giant rock-bone beast suddenly grew up from the ground, tens of meters tall, covered in rock plate armor, but moving extremely slowly...

Qianmo even saw a giant ape that was dozens of meters tall, with thick, curly hair, and was as hard as steel, raising his hand to grab a giant python that was lurking in the ground waiting for prey, and tear it in half. Regardless of the python that was still dancing crazily.

Snake body, chewed up.

However, before Qian Mo could sigh at the amazing fighting power of this giant ape, its feet suddenly turned into a hollow, and then the giant ape fell. It seemed that the sound of digestion could be heard faintly coming from the ground.

Qian Mo said that he had no idea who the owner of the digesting sound was, and he didn’t want to know at all! This damn puzzle owner kept saying that he would let me experience his mental journey, but so far he has given me nothing but a walk up the mountain.

The psychological suggestion gave me nothing else.

You just play RPG games. In the novice village, you have to be responsible for giving you the best sword in the village and full-body cloth armor proficiency!

That's right, Qian Mo now understands why he had an irresistible urge to walk towards the distant mountain peak in the first place. This was entirely caused by that evil ghost!

Ya had given a psychological hint when he sent him in. With his illusion skills, he couldn't remove it by himself...

So the result now is that Qianmo knew that there were ferocious beasts in the deep mountains and swamps. Just now, Qianmo fully understood the meaning of the word "ferocious beast" in the prehistoric period. But he just couldn't control his legs and kept moving toward those beasts.

Walking to the highest mountain...

Stepping out of the last piece of land on the Loess Plateau, Qianmo raised his head and looked at the mountain peak not far away that he missed so much...

"So... so high... Damn ghost, you don't really want me to climb up there..."

Qian Mo used scientific methods to estimate the height of the mountain, and finally came to a very...unscientific conclusion.

To use a popular saying, compared with this mountain, Everest may be a younger brother...a younger brother within a younger brother within a younger brother...

Withdrawing his distant gaze, Qian Mo noticed that there seemed to be a clear line that perfectly separated the Loess Plateau where he came from from the area where the mountain peak was located.

It's like... two maps. Beyond the line, the sun is high, the heat is scorching, the yellow sand is rolling, murderous intent is everywhere, and giant beasts are fighting fiercely, fighting for their lives, just to survive.

On this side of the line, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is as warm as spring, there is a breeze blowing on your face from time to time, and the grass is green in the distance. You can even see a unicorn with a character as gentle as jade, gentle and elegant, walking slowly by the water, leisurely and contented.

What a warm and moving scenery this is in the alpine and swampy area!

"Wow... roar... crash..." Hmm... Qianmo didn't expect that there were crocodiles in the water... the kind that were tens of meters long. The one-horned horn that used to be so elegant but now seems so stupid is no longer visible.

A beast... Ya perfectly shattered Qian Mo's fantasy. Being able to walk beside a swamp with giant crocodiles is such a person... What a beast!

Although there were some minor episodes... Qianmo found that the two areas were clearly separated by a "line" and it was absolutely true. Even the birds in the sky would immediately act as if nothing had happened when they were about to fly over the "line".

They used the same three-dimensional maneuver to turn back and continue wandering in the territory that had been divided for them.

"It really seems like...a caged bird."

Qian Mo sighed, in this world, he may be the only person who has the strength to travel through different areas.

It has to be said that human beings are creatures that are particularly good at self-comfort, such as Qian Mo... He has now directly classified that "line" as a scene switching animation, and only he has paid to have all map exploration rights.

, although he doesn’t want to have this right at all and doesn’t even want to participate in this nasty game...

Of course, the owner of the puzzle who recharged it has been scolded in his heart...

No matter what, Qian Mo, who had finished complaining, still understood that at this time, he could only follow the ghost's wishes, so he had to pack his mind and continue on his way.

Now, he has been able to treat with a normal mind the scene where a strange beast that he had never heard of but was very powerful at first sight turned around and was easily hunted by a more powerful being. On the one hand, this may be because the master of the puzzle treats him

I was given psychological hints, but more probably, Qian Mo’s psychological acceptance ability... is really strong.

Even if he witnessed the battle between alien beasts happening right in front of his eyes, he would just carefully avoid the boulders that might suddenly turn into a bloody mouth along the way, and Mizuze... walked on silently. He was like an outsider, an RPG player,

Just run towards your own goals.

After walking cautiously all the way, Qian Mo finally reached the foot of the mountain. He looked up at the mountain that reached into the sky with no end in sight, shook his head, and walked up slowly.

However, considering that it is a mountain peak, considering its huge volume and cross-sectional area... Qianmo feels that walking on it is not much different from flat ground, and the curvature is... very small!

In fact, the scenery on the mountain is even better than elsewhere!

But this is meaningless to Qian Mo, it can only make him more vigilant. In two days, he has seen too many terrible things happen. In this ancient and primitive land, the more beautiful the place, the more hidden things are hidden.

The more terrifying power, waiting for the prey seduced by beauty, and then kills it with one blow!

"I'll go, what the hell... requiem grass? In pieces?"

Although he warned himself not to be swayed by what he saw in front of him, when Qian Mo saw a large area of ​​plants with a faint light shining in front of him, he couldn't help but instantly turned into a child who had never seen the world...

"The three branches on it can soothe three souls, grow symbiotically with the seven leaves, suppress the seven souls, and shine all over the body. The grass is called a requiem for the soul! That's right! This is really a requiem that has been sold for tens of millions of dollars at the auction.

Grass? What the hell..."

Qian Mo was stunned.

"No, no, since ancient times, precious treasures have been guarded by strange beasts... Qian Mo, you must control yourself, these are all illusions! The treasures are all fake, but the deadly things are real! Qian Mo, you must not be seduced by the things outside your body in front of you, even if

It’s not even 10 million for a finished film…”

Qianmo warned herself in her heart.

"This is ancient times... Requiem grass shouldn't be considered a valuable treasure, right! You see it's all growing in patches... I actually want to confirm that everything in this illusion is fake, so I want to pull one out.

Try it! Just one!"

Qianmo slowly approached...

At the same time, in the confusion of the landscape, the ghost wrapped in a mist looked at the light curtain in front of him. What was reflected in the light curtain was Qian Mo, who was drooling and with the luster of money in his eyes!

"Haha, this kid... is really cute!"
Chapter completed!