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Chapter 2241: Illusion

One minute.

This is how long Song Yingyu can persist.

"As promised, this fight is for me. Isn't it bad if you attack a woman?"

Lu Fan's voice was cold, and he already had murderous intent.

"Haha, if we attack you, you won't be able to find us. Remember, you only have one minute. We are all around you. As long as you find us, you will pass the second level."

The jade-faced man said in a deep voice and then disappeared.

At this time, there was a violent commotion at the scene again.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, because they discovered that the friends and tribesmen who were standing next to them just now... At this moment, they all turned into the same face.

Song Yingyu!

The faces, figures, clothes, and grooming of everyone present... all looked exactly like Song Young Woo!

"What, what's going on?"

A "Song Yingyu" wiped his face with a look of panic.

The same was true for everyone else. When they lowered their heads, they found that their appearance and figure had undergone tremendous changes, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Some people who were not very old started shouting and yelling.

"Damn it, why did I become so big? What the hell is this?"

"I've become a woman? Damn it!"

"I seem to have gotten taller and prettier. What's going on?"

"..."

"It's Taoism!"

"It's the Taoism of those overseas monks!"

Someone reported it and shouted.

The Taoism of overseas monks is so miraculous that it can transform nearly a hundred people present into exactly the same appearance in an instant.

After being harassed, most people are convinced.

At this time, thirty seconds have passed!

"call……"

Lu Fan took a deep breath and dismissed some distracting thoughts in his ears.

He thought of his experience in the Buddhist hall, which had an inexplicable connection with this moment.

Could it be that the old man had long known that these overseas monks were good at these psychedelic techniques, so he deliberately beat himself up in advance?

He slowly closed his eyes, and the last words the old man told him appeared in his mind.

One flower, one world, one grass, one Bodhi.

Thousands of changes are inseparable from a virtual word.

Only by seeing through reality can we gain insight into the truth.

Only then can we understand the truth and essence of things in the colorful world.

Ten seconds left!


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