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Chapter four hundred and eighty third eternal

Just when Li Yu was hesitating and tangled, suddenly, a question flashed in his mind.

Why are Old Man Zhang’s original words heard here?

Who is asking yourself?

A shuddering feeling spread from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, maybe he wasn't asking himself.

When I was in the ancient temple, I was possessed by the illusion of a big dream, and the name of the temple became Lanruo Temple.

There was no Lanruo Temple in the Six Dynasties, or Lanruo Temple did not exist in this time and space. The reason why the illusion of Lanruo Temple appeared was because there was this ancient temple in my memory.

A brilliant illusion is to mobilize people's memories and make you addicted to it, making it harder to extricate yourself. The illusion mixed with your memory, half-truth and half-false, true and false, taps into your desires and makes you hard to guard against.

Before Old Man Zhang died, if he had a chat with himself, would it be the current 'palace examination'?

"Justice is in my heart, and it's not your turn to ask."

Li Yu didn't answer anything. He stamped his feet vigorously, and his whole body suddenly regained its clarity.

All the miscellaneous thoughts in my mind disappeared.

Sure enough!

Li Yu smiled in his heart, Old man Zhang, you really influenced me a lot.

After confirming that it was an illusion or a nightmare, Li Yu relaxed and realized that he was soaked all over. Looking around, the surrounding hall was pitch black and there were no lampposts at all.

He walked to a dragon pillar and stretched out his hand to touch it. The dragon pillar was warm. Li Yu couldn't help but become confused. He began to recall it carefully, not missing every detail.

Why did I fall into the illusion, and which part of it is true?

There were no statues of civil and military ministers around, and the figure was still sitting on the dragon chair. Her pale face showed no expression, which made it look increasingly weird, as if she was laughing at Li Yu's confusion.

Li Yu squinted his eyes, lit all the lamp posts with a movement of his fingers, and began to look at the facilities in the palace. The palace was magnificent, no less impressive than any palace in the Six Dynasties.

Li Yu noticed that there was no smoke from fireworks inside the lamppost. He stretched out his hand to test and found that it was actually the divine fire of Samadhi.

Samadhi Divine Fire Li Yu thought of the flame that the woman was holding in her hands before she came in. It was clearly a kind of sacrifice. Li Yu didn't expect it at the time, but now he knows more or less.

Am I still in the illusion? Which illusion am I in? For the first time, he felt that his brain was not enough.

He began to look for clues on the ground and found that the woman's head was still there. Li Yu bravely stepped forward, turned over the bloody head, and found that the expression on the woman's face was not pious and fanatical, but indifferent.

That kind of indifference cannot be shown by a living person at all. When you are alive, you have some feelings for this world, whether it is love, disgust, greed, or compassion.

Apart from gods and Buddhas, there are probably only dead things left that can be so indifferent.

Li Yu lamented in his heart, and sure enough, he was still in an illusion.

He was in the illusion, and now he had solved one of the links. He looked at his palm, and there was a string of bracelets in the Fengyue Treasure Mirror.

The head on the ground chuckled, and the headless corpse got up and slowly approached its head.

A headless corpse that was still gushing blood slowly struggled to get closer to the head on the ground. It looked like something extremely terrifying no matter how you looked at it.

Li Yu looked at this scene, feeling very calm and without a trace of fear. As an alchemist, the thing he was least afraid of was ghosts.

The corpse came closer, grabbed his head, and walked towards Li Yu.

A strange smile appeared on his bloody face, and his steps were very staggering.

Li Yu's heart was as calm as an ancient well, and the corpse slowly came closer, as if he could smell the blood and feel the warmth of the blood.

Li Yu remained motionless, letting the corpse get closer, and finally came into contact with him. There were some scraps of flesh in the fingernails of the bloody claws. I wonder if they were left behind when he scratched his head. All these details were so real.

But the corpse and the head in her hand were like images, passing through Li Yu's body without any feeling or touch.

is fake

It's just an illusion.

With a flick of the brush, Li Yu felt that the surrounding scene had changed again. There was no doubt that he had passed through another level of illusion.

This time, he still walked forward quickly to check the head on the ground, and found that her face showed fanatical piety.

Li Yu was still unsure. He looked up at the dragon chair and saw that Chen Shuozhen was also there.

Although Li Yu didn't know whether this was the corpse of Chen Shuozhen, the last incarnation of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, the Holy Mother of the Red Sky, he took it for granted that it was.

And based on his inference, it is very likely that this is the true body of the Holy Mother of the Red Sky. Some gods and Buddhas took action to kill Chen Shuozhen's last life. Her body, the extremely powerful eighth-generation true immortal, is actually a treasure in itself.

Li Yu is the tempered body of the witch spirit, which is already so powerful. The witch god is just a true immortal of one generation, while Jiutian Xuannv is a true immortal of the ninth generation. Even if the last life is not perfect, it is still the body of an eighth true immortal. You can imagine how tyrannical it is.

Know.

On the dragon throne, there was no blood-red light on the emperor's wrist. Her bracelet was taken away by him, and it should be true that she then ran the water-character formula to heal her injuries. Li Yu figured this out and immediately began to test the surrounding water spirits.

There is indeed a slight lack of power.

His mind was running rapidly, carefully testing every change to deduce what he had done and which ones were illusions.

Li Yu could hide in Fengyue Baojian to avoid this illusion, but he didn't.

He seems to have touched the threshold of Tianzi Tower. If you want to survive in this fantasy realm, it does not depend on your cultivation.

By now, Li Yu should have come out of a triple illusion, in which the true and the false are mixed with each other.

The first step is to climb the ladder;

The second level is to ask for justice;

The third level is the headless corpse.

Waking up from the first level of illusion relies on responsibility, the second level relies on wisdom, and the third level relies on courage.

Just as you ascend to the throne of a human being and become an emperor who speaks of the constitution of heaven, you do not need to be brave enough to split mountains and split seas.

No wonder Fang La was able to get out. This is not a treasure house prepared for monks, this is a testing ground for human nature.

The long sighing sound came again, and Li Yu discovered that the surrounding walls began to peel off.

There was a rustling sound, the ground shook, and the entire palace was turned into ashes.

The dragon chair also disappeared. Chen Shuozhen on the dragon chair, or rather the corpse of Jiutian Xuannv, was still looking at him.

I don't know if it was Li Yu's illusion, but he seemed to see the corner of the corpse's mouth and smiled, and then disappeared quickly.

Before I had time to think too much, my surroundings suddenly brightened up, and my eyes became an endless field.

Li Yu knew that Tianzi Tower had disappeared, and he might have passed the test of Tianzi Tower.

What appears in front of you now should be - Wan Shiji!


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