The breath appeared so suddenly that no one could react.
That ghostly figure seemed to have accumulated the evil thoughts of tens of thousands of people, and looked full of evil. An illusory palm like a knife stabbed straight into Lin Huang's back.
A whooping sound.
At this moment, a miniature blue dragon suddenly rushed out of Lin Huang's body and rushed towards the ghost.
Then a blade of light suddenly came, splitting the ghost into two.
With a whoosh, the ghost instantly collapsed and disappeared.
In the main hall, Lin Cangxue and others also rushed over at this moment. However, the ghost had disappeared. Lin Huang, who had already stood up, smiled slightly and said calmly: "It's just a ghost, don't worry!"
Lu Han's eyebrows narrowed slightly, "Do you know about its existence?"
Lin Huang nodded. When he was in the passage before, the reason why Lin Huang walked at the back was because he noticed the presence of ghosts.
As for the origin of that ghost, it may be something inside the blood crow sculpture in the original hall.
It is also possible that the soul of the corpse that Little Fatty Bai kicked has accumulated too much resentment.
It is not that powerful, but it is difficult to kill, but as long as everyone is not careful, it will give the latter an opportunity to take advantage of it.
It's a pity that ghosts can't be counted. Once Lin Huang enters a state of war, he will not let down his guard at any time. This is something he has learned bit by bit after being hunted by Liu Cangsheng for ten years.
"Where should we go next? This hall is already a dead end!"
Lu Han said.
Lin Huang sighed and shook his head, "There is no need to go further, because although this palace exists, for us, it does not actually exist!"
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Cangxue asked.
Lin Huang smiled slightly and pointed to a corner of the hall, "I said there will be a passage in the corner of the hall that leads to the depths of the hall!"
"And deep in the hall, we may be able to see that Lord Tibing has killed the evil king!"
As Lin Huang spoke, everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw that where Lin Huang's finger was, a deep passage really appeared, leading to the deeper parts of the hall.
"This hall...is fake?"
Lu Han asked tentatively.
"Of course it is real, otherwise it would not feel so real!"
Lin Huang said with a smile, "But it's also false. Although we have all walked out of our own illusions, it doesn't mean that we have walked out of the illusions!"
Lin Cangxue's eyes lit up and she suddenly understood, "Overlapping illusions!"
Lin Huang nodded, "It is the overlapping illusion. We are in the same illusion, and some real things happen. And some things change according to our thoughts."
"The more real this illusion becomes, the more we will be trapped in it forever!"
"How did you notice it?"
Lu Han said doubtfully.
Lin Huang shook his head and did not explain anything. He just said: "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you! Sometimes, just one feeling is enough!"
Afterwards, Lin Huang sat cross-legged in the main hall, closed his eyes, and turned off all his spiritual senses.
Everyone then sat down, preparing to break the extremely real illusion around them.
…
When Lin Huang and others were sitting cross-legged to break the illusion, several people on the mainland woke up.
The far west of the continent.
In the splendid hall, there are 108 golden Buddha statues with a height of 100 feet. Each Buddha statue has vast Buddhist Sanskrit surging around it.
In the main hall, the Dharma is overwhelming!
And in the center of the one hundred and eight Buddha statues, an old monk who looked like a rotten tree sat cross-legged.
In front of the old monk, there is a Buddhist scripture.
Every word in the Buddhist scriptures is full of golden light, just like the laws of the Tao, full of the power of wisdom and compassion.
When the demon monk died, a Sanskrit character in the Buddhist scriptures suddenly dimmed and lost any light.
The dead old monk sitting cross-legged on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the dim words on the Buddhist scriptures, his face condensed with compassion, and then the old monk raised his head...
A pair of wise eyes looks towards the sky!
…
There is a mysterious island on the mainland, floating in the vast sea all year round.
Legend has it that around the island, there are 100,000 crazy sharks with bodies that are hundreds of miles long, and 7,000 giant dragons that are about to survive the thunder tribulation and transform into dragons.
Anyone who comes close to the island, whether they are the Holy King or the Holy Emperor, will inevitably die!
There is nothing on the island except for an ancient locust tree!
The ancient locust tree is thousands of feet high, covering thousands of miles of sky. It is like a giant that covers the sky under the vast sky. It has survived through the ages and has survived forever.
Today, a locust leaf fell.
Time passes, and fallen leaves return to their roots. This is the inevitable change of heaven and earth and the laws of the world. But in the ancient locust tree that holds the sky, there is an extra pair of eyes, staring blankly at the falling locust leaf.
Then, the branches and leaves of the sky-high ancient locust tree moved with a rustle, just like a million troops meeting their commander, and they unanimously gave way to a passage.
The pair of eyes in the ancient locust tree followed the passage made by the branches and leaves, looking up at the sky!
…
The world of mortals is prosperous, and the streets are the busiest.
If you want to cheat, then the intersection of a prosperous place will definitely be your first choice for Feng Shui!
There is a city in the mainland, whose location is unknown.
There is a Taoist in the city, whose name is unknown.
The Taoist was sitting at the back of the fortune-telling stall, bored and a little lonely. Even with the cloth banner that said "Change fate against heaven" hanging beside him, he was lifeless and motionless in the sudden strong wind.
"well……"
The old Taoist sighed, squinted his small eyes, and stared at the young women or very charming young women passing by. He would blink twice from time to time and laugh out loud.
Every time at this time, the old Taoist would sit upright, touch the beard on his chin like a master, and say loudly: "Change your fate against the will of heaven, every hexagram and every article! You are a guest when you come and go, and you are not deceived!"
Every time the old Taoist said this, his eyes would always be fixed on one person. Thinking of his mysterious and upright image, he would definitely attract someone's attention.
Then……
Palm reading is necessary.
You can’t miss facial recognition either.
Asking your birthday and horoscope is the most basic trick for traveling in the world.
If you encounter the kind of legs that can pinch someone to death, or the kind of mountain that is immeasurably high and deep, the old Taoist can only use the special skills to press the bottom of the box.
Fortune telling by touching bones!
It's a pity that the old Taoist doesn't know that he has the title of old gangster, and he still hasn't understood why a few days ago, a six or seven-year-old kid picked up a stone and suddenly opened a hole for himself!
Faced with the incomprehensible amorous feelings of the wonderful people coming and going, the old Taoist could only lament. Feeling bored, he took out a copper plate from his pocket and threw it into the broken bowl on the fortune-telling stall.
Then the old Taoist picked up the lottery tube and shook it in despair, not pious at all!
A sign was shaken out of the sign tube.
The old Taoist looked at the fortune-tick that was rolled out, his hands suddenly stiffened, and the obscene smile on his face disappeared.
"Put your lot...a bloody disaster!"
The old Taoist murmured, reaching out and picking up the fortune stick that had not been shaken out for thousands of years, and shook his head helplessly.
Then, after a little hesitation and struggle, the old Taoist opened his palms, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the mountains and rivers of hundreds of thousands of miles in the palm of his hand.
In the middle of the mountains and rivers is the Eastern Spirit Realm!