That woman in white, with her beautiful nose, white teeth, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, who else could she be if she wasn't Mu Yinyin?
"I am not your husband." Liu Qinghuan said coldly.
Huan Huan walked over gently, with a trace of worry on his face: "Husband, what's wrong with you? I'm Yin Yin."
"Really?" Liu Qinghuan sneered: "Mu Yinyin and I have nothing to do with each other, so why would you call me husband."
The illusion paused, and he obviously knew that he had been seen through. A strange smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly said in a low and manly voice: "The cycle of cause and effect, everything is destined. Idiot, don't you understand?"
Liu Qinghuan's expression changed drastically, and he held the sword of life and death in his hand instantly: "Who are you!"
I saw the phantom raising its head and letting out a shrill ghost cry. Its originally fair face quickly became wrinkled and black, its slender blood-red phoenix eyes often shed tears, and the nails on its ten fingers sprouted out to a foot long, and it howled and jumped.
come over!
Liu Qinghuan was already prepared. As soon as he stepped on the ground with his right foot, his body drifted away, wiping his sharp claws to avoid it.
There were only two "chacha" sounds, and the seemingly solid mahogany side of the ship was broken into pieces under the sharp claws. With a wave of the sharp claws, he grabbed Liu Qinghuan again.
At this time, Liu Qinghuan had already flown behind the illusion that had completely transformed into a ghost. In a flash of gray light, a small gray sword penetrated from behind and emerged from the illusion's chest. After another stir, a large hole appeared in its chest.
But the ghost seemed to be unconscious. Its face was covered with tears, and its mouth was cracked to the base of its ears. It had a ferocious and cruel smile, which looked weird and terrifying. The ghost's cries that sent chills down the spine kept coming from its mouth.
Howling out, he turned around and pounced on Liu Qinghuan again.
It was an eye-opener for Liu Qinghuan to be so lively with a big hole in his chest. The fierce ghost rushed towards it, and what greeted it was a pair of palms covered with green flames.
"Ouch!" A miserable ghost scream came, and the evil ghost danced wildly for a moment, and was reduced to ashes in the Green Lotus Fire.
If he hadn't had the Green Lotus Karma Fire, this ghost would have been extremely difficult to deal with!
Dong-dong-dong, a thick yellow ball rolled several times on the ship's board.
"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan leaned over and picked it up: "Ghost beads?"
I saw that this ghost bead was the size of a fist, and there was a trace of black smoke flowing in the bead.
Suddenly, Liu Qinghuan looked surprised and pulled out a thin thread from his collar, with a small piece of wood hanging on it. It was the heart of the underworld ghost willow tree that he had obtained from the place where Duanyuan died.
Because the heart of the tree has the effect of nourishing spiritual consciousness, Liu Qinghuan always wears it around his neck. At this time, the heart of the tree is trembling slightly.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the ghost bead on his left hand and put it into the heart of the tree. He saw strands of underworld energy pouring out of the heart of the tree, rushing towards the ghost bead as if impatient.
The wisp of black smoke in the ghost bead shrank into a black dot in the center of the bead, shivering as if it was frightened.
The underworld air covered the surface of the ghost bead with a layer, and the black spot was pulled outward little by little. It panicked and tried to resist this pulling force, rushing left and right in the ghost bead.
But there was no way to escape. Soon, the underworld's energy pulled out the wisp of black smoke and swallowed it up like a cannibal. For a moment, the yellow light flourished, and the underworld's energy seemed to be greatly replenished, with the amount doubled.
!
Liu Qinghuan did not expect such an unexpected gain. After the black smoke was sucked away from the ghost bead, the essence of the bead was also quickly sucked away, and finally it shattered into slag.
"Tsk, tsk!" Liu Qinghuan was surprised. Since he got this piece of tree heart, except for using it when dealing with corpse demons, he never had the chance to use it again.
It seems that he still has some Yin beads on his body. I wonder if he likes the Qi of Huangquan?
Thinking about it, he took out a corpse puppet's yin bead and moved it close to the heart of the tree. As expected, the aura of hell emerged again.
Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically. It was also his fault. If he had known that these Yin beads were useful for the Qi of Huangquan, he would have taken them out a long time ago. He simply sat down on the board of the boat, took out all the Yin beads he had obtained before, and then took out the heart of the tree.
Put it on top.
However, these Yin Beads are very low-level. The only larger ones were obtained from the corpse generals, but there were only a few of them. As all the Yin Beads turned into fragments, the underworld energy increased a little, and they retracted into the heart of the tree.
The drifting boats are still moving forward, and the river is still dead silent. I don't know where they are going or where the shore is.
The demon Ezi stopped appearing in the illusion for a while. Liu Qinghuan had nothing to do and walked into the cabin.
There were several low tables on the left and right sides of the cabin, which were filled with wine and delicacies, and there were drums and harp strings placed in one corner. He walked around the cabin and his eyes suddenly fell on a yellow cylindrical
On a short stick.
Ghost stick?
Liu Qinghuan picked up the short stick and saw that there were layers of talismans engraved on it. Liu Qinghuan could only understand the simplest techniques of exorcising ghosts. There were also several ancient characters that he did not recognize engraved on the stick, and each stroke was different.
Like a gold-hook iron painting, it exudes sharpness and majesty.
"Why did the Taoist magic weapon appear in the Buddhist trial?" Liu Qinghuan was very puzzled.
The Ghost Torture Stick is a Taoist magical tool used to open altars, drive away ghosts, and kill evil spirits. It can even directly torture the soul and make it spit out the hidden secrets. Now it has appeared in a Buddhist trial.
, which made Liu Qinghuan feel very strange.
If I had known that I had entered the cabin earlier, I wouldn't have killed that crybaby so quickly. Unfortunately, I was afraid of falling into a trap, but I missed an opportunity to know the secret.
At this point, Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to think about it any more. This illusion had no intention of stopping at all. Liu Qinghuan leaned against the side of the ship and was in a daze for a while. Suddenly, he was in another space.
"It's not over yet!" Liu Qinghuan said dissatisfied and looked up.
This place is shaped like the bottom of a well, only the size of a stone room. It is surrounded by rough stones and covered with moss. A narrow sky can be seen high above the head. At this time, the sun is just right and there are white clouds.
Pass.
In the corner, a stone slab that was the same as outside the illusion was placed there, and the clear marks on it were exactly the same as the stone slab he was sitting on before.
He looked at the stone slab and then looked up at the sky above his head.
"I have to give it a try." After muttering to himself, Liu Qinghuan used the Pingxu Wind Control Technique. But just as he left the ground, a force of gravity suddenly arose from below, pressing him back to the ground.
"Forbidden air?" Liu Qinghuan frowned and summoned the little horned beast. The little horned beast flapped its wings and looked at him blankly, as if asking himself why it couldn't fly.
Liu Qinghuan touched its head and put it back into the spirit beast bag, while thinking about the meaning of the illusion here. He crawled towards the walls of the surrounding well and climbed up. This time he finally did not encounter the sudden heavy pressure.
Using his hands and feet, he was soon far away from the bottom of the well, at least dozens of feet away from the ground. But when he raised his head again, the sky was still so far away that it hadn't become any larger.
After climbing for another long time, it was still the same. Looking down, I saw that the bottom of the well was almost the same as before, still only a few dozen feet away.
It seems that this situation does not allow people to climb out, so the only thing left is...
Returning to the bottom of the well, Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged on the stone slab.
"Sit in a well and look at the sky?" He smiled bitterly.