Feng Ruqing cried in pain, and Mu Liang, who kept repeating his words upside down, became the only person who remained sane in this illusion.

She looked at the red-hot stove and understood everyone, but was unable to empathize with them. She had been homeless and had been carefree for eighteen years in the gentle hometown that Mu Liang created for her. She knew deeply the taste of pain and was greedy for it.

Warm and beautiful, but she will not be deceived by the beauty that can be created in this way, just like she knows that tofu tastes like tofu, and it should not taste like meat.

Even Mu Liang has confused reality and this illusion, and needs to vent from time to time to relieve depression, but Feng Ruqing doesn't need to. She enjoys illusion, but she also yearns for reality. For her, what is more important is not true or false.

It's the fact that she's still alive.

She lives, no matter where she lives, this is life.

"Little junior sister..." Mu Liang hugged Feng Ruqing and called her in a low voice.

"Yes, Senior Brother, I'm here." Feng Ruqing responded gently, using her thin body for countless times to prop up Mu Liang's mind that was on the verge of collapse.

Mu Liang looked at Feng Ruqing with red eyes, and said for an unknown number of times, "Are you thinking the same thing as them?"

Mu Liang approached Feng Ruqing with red eyes and asked, "Do you also think it would be good to stay here for the rest of your life?"

He stared closely at Feng Ruqing's expression. Feng Ruqing did not dodge, smiled and shook her head, giving Mu Liang the answer he wanted.

"Senior brother, I think differently from them. I hope that senior brother will take me out and return to the sect. If you don't go back, the younger junior brother will be imprisoned by his father. Who will intercede for him? Besides, I will go down the mountain privately. Master

Master must be angry, if you don't take me back as soon as possible and say something nice to me, and Master becomes angry, I will be afraid of death."

Mu Liang's expression became more relaxed, and a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was exhausted after listening to Feng Ruqing's words.

As usual, the two of them sat hugging each other next to the stove, listening to the heavy snow falling outside, and chatting softly.

"Elder brother, don't be too impatient. I believe that when we find a way to break the illusion, the disciples will wake up and follow us."

Mu Liang smiled and nodded, seeming to be calm again. He could not forget the disciples who died. He could not understand the disciples who were prepared to forget everything and stay here to live. He also blamed himself for not being able to find a way out and not being able to take his disciples with him.

Let's go back.

What's even more sad is that he is so incompetent that he still has to look to his junior sister for the determination to persevere.

But it is so beautiful here, as beautiful as falling into a cloud of mist, a ball of cotton, surrounded by fragrant fragrance. Everything that many people have never asked for in their lives is at their fingertips. How can such a death be considered death, and how can it be considered a death?

Extricate yourself from this beautiful illusion.

Mu Liang has been in this illusion for many years, and his realm has stabilized beyond the three realms and reached the peak of the three realms.

Even a waste of cultivation like Feng Ruqing has reached the top level of the second realm.

The two of them were sitting by the fire, looking for as many unreasonable things in the world as possible.

"Senior Brother, it's snowing so heavily outside. If it were in the real world, even the houses would be crushed. I've seen with my own eyes that snowstorms have displaced people. It's not beautiful, it's a disaster.

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After Feng Ruqing finished speaking, Mu Liang nodded, "As uncultivated as you are, if you just rely on your spiritual power to reach the realm, outside, before you can make a move, you will be overwhelmed by the too strong spiritual power in your meridians.

Tearing the meridians will do more harm than good."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Mu Liang's eyebrows took on a warm and beautiful color under the red fire. Feng Ruqing always regarded Mu Liang as a brother, a father and a close friend. As long as they were both well, in fact, no matter what

Whether he can get out or not is not that important to Feng Ruqing.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and a small spark seemed to explode in the charcoal fire. A strange color flashed in Mu Liang's eyes, and then he suddenly asked, "I have never asked you, how could you dare to go?"

Do you like Master?"

Feng Ruqing was drinking a glass of milk. Everything tasted delicious in this fantasy world, and there was no need to specifically remove impurities from the body no matter how much she ate. So she usually ate the food while vomiting that this food shouldn't taste like this.

At this moment, Mu Liang suddenly asked such a sentence. Feng Ruqing choked suddenly, and then looked around habitually. Mu Liang laughed, "What are you afraid of? If you say it here, Master will never hear it."

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The two of them had been facing each other day and night in the fantasy world for more than ten years. They had talked about almost everything, but never this question. Feng Ruqing guessed that Mu Liang probably asked this question because he had nothing to ask.

She cleared her throat, but Shi Zizhen really couldn't hear it here, so she said, "Beautiful, look at the master's appearance, how does it compare to the master of the female sect?"

Men should not be described as beautiful, nor should they be compared with women. Even though the leader of Shunv Sect is famous for her beauty in the world of cultivation, she cannot be compared with Shi Zizhen.

Mu Liang's expression seemed to be choked for a moment, but then he laughed again. Feng Ruqing knew what he was thinking and continued, "I can't think of any other way to describe the master's grace except beauty and fierceness."

Mu Liang was silent for a moment and smiled helplessly, acquiescing to Feng Ruqing's statement.

"Is it just because of this?" Mu Liang asked again after a moment.

Feng Ruqing shook her head seriously, "No, it's... I once saw Master draw his sword."

Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, "Master, you are extremely limited when it comes to drawing your sword."

Mu Liang thought of the year Feng Ruqing went to the mountain, so he said, "Is this the year the master brought you back?"

Feng Ruqing nodded, "I was fleeing with a group of people and caught up with the monster beast crossing the border. Many of my companions were trampled to death, and I was almost trampled to death. When I was about to die, I saw a white-clothed immortal rising from the sky.

Next, the sword on my waist came out of my body. Wherever the sword light went, all the monsters were killed. At that time, I was in a pit, hiding under the corpse of the monster and looking at him. I suddenly thought I was dead.

I arrived at the land of bliss and met the true gods."

Feng Ruqing seemed to be lost in memories, with a slight smile on her face, "I have seen many 'immortals' in the mortal world, but most of them are liars, or they only have some trivial skills, but those who have some real ability

, he is an 'immortal' who never treats people as human beings."

Mu Liang looked at Feng Ruqing's expression as she was immersed in memories. For some reason, Mu Liang felt a little sour in his heart, and there seemed to be a voice in his ears saying, look, the junior sister still likes the master and likes the master the most.

Feng Ruqing did not see the change in Mu Liang's expression, and fell into memories, continuing, "At that time, I saw the master killing monsters and saving many refugees. Many people bowed their heads and worshiped him, but he did not have that arrogance at all.

But there was no look of mercy on the face of the Bodhisattva in the temple. I knew that this was the real immortal. The immortal was not the Bodhisattva in the temple who listened to the trivial requests of the mortal world. He should be as sincere as the Master.

The one who saves the common people."

"I was thinking at that time, if I could follow such a god, could I also be a blessed ant at his feet and live a safe life?" Feng Ruqing said, "I crawled out from the corpse of the monster.

I grabbed his pure white boots and begged him to take me away."

Feng Ruqing took a sip of the milk and continued, "Then it became logical. Master, who has always been cold-hearted, unexpectedly took pity on me. He took me back to the mountain and led me into Taoism. But my heart is too vulgar and I am greedy for everything in the world. I am useless.

The more I practice, the more I go back, but I can never forget the grace of Master when he saved people."

Feng Ruqing laughed when she said this, "What the world says is true. I am full and warm and want to have sex. I had no worries about food and clothing in Xuanyun Mountain. I was still young at the time. I always looked for opportunities to see him. I saw him a lot."

, in addition to fear, I also have demonic obstacles in my heart."

"By the time I realized something was wrong, the demonic obstacle was already in place." After Feng Ruqing finished speaking, she looked up at Mu Liang with a smile, and wanted to say, senior brother, don't laugh at me. Although I admire the master, I have never had any delusions.

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But when he raised his eyes, he couldn't say anything, but he met Mu Liang's gloomy and indifferent look.

"Elder brother?" Feng Ruqing called him softly.

Mu Liang looked straight at Feng Ruqing, his always gentle brows and eyes contained a storm that Feng Ruqing couldn't understand.

"master……"

"Do you like Master so much? If he knew, I'm afraid he would just want to hang you to Fenxin Cliff and blow the strong wind to wake you up!"

His voice was extremely cold, and Feng Ruqing was stunned for a moment before she saw Mu Liang stand up suddenly, then gave Feng Ruqing a deep look and quickly walked outside.

The heavy snow fell silently. Mu Liang walked out of the door and ran quickly towards the mountain into the wind and snow.

There seemed to be a howling cold wind in his ears, biting into his body.

There are all voices talking in his head, and each one is his own.

Junior sister likes the master, what do you have to be angry about? Can you compare to the beauty of the number one immortal in the world of cultivation?!

You have raised her for so many years and have seen her day and night for so many years. Can you see that she has glanced at you?!

Her admiration for the Master is caused by her strong will. You can't even break through the illusion, but you still imagine that she has you in her eyes?!

Don’t you think you just care about her as a child? Hypocrisy!

Why, why!

You deserve her. She has grown up and is no longer a child. Now she is the calmest and has never lost control once!

If you don't get her, she will leave on her own and leave you! Leave you!

Go back to the mountains and find your master. Your master will definitely punish her, kill her, and treat her as an evil obstacle. How can he love her as much as you do!

Mu Liang ran a long way into the heavy snow, holding his head with both hands. His elegant eyebrows were twisted, and his forehead was covered with veins. His spiritual power was rushing around him, and violent sharp and killing moves rushed out of his body, destroying the surrounding trees.

It doesn't look good.

He knew that he was out of control, that he had been eroded by illusions, and that he had thoughts that he shouldn't have.

But with the voices in his head, his fear gradually spread.

The little junior sister is so sober, and in all these years, she has never lost control once.

It's funny to say that a group of disciples who were all more advanced than her entered this illusion, but all of them combined could not equal her own determination!

Master must have noticed that she was unusual at that time. Master never accepts disciples casually, nor does he have such a strong heart of compassion!

Does Master also like Junior Sister?!

Mu Liang knelt in the snow holding his head and raised his head suddenly!

He was completely unconscious, and his thinking was deviating in an irreversible direction.
To be continued...