Divine magic, the art of using divine consciousness.
It can be used to explore the secrets of the ten directions and see the mysteries of heaven and earth that are invisible to the naked eye. It can also be used to fight against enemies through the skills used by spiritual consciousness.
At this time, Lin Xi, facing the powerful fourth-level peak Martial King, the Great Elder of Feihua Martial Arts Academy Liao Zhiyuan, whose consciousness reached the sixth-level Martial King level, actually stretched out a finger and shook it left and right, showing disdain.
This made the great elder so angry that he completely lost his mind and ran away in an instant.
"You little beast, how dare you humiliate this great elder like this? You say I'm not good at magic? Okay!"
The great elder stood up and could no longer sit still.
Such a little bastard has taken away the woman that this great elder has coveted for many years, killed the apprentice that he had high hopes for, and left his own face with nowhere to rest. If you don't die, how can this great elder have the dignity to stand between heaven and earth?
"I'm going to let you see, this Great Elder, that you can ignore King Wu's majesty just by having a little adventure!"
"Not all Martial Kings are careless and you take advantage of them, making you an unworthy person!"
"The magic is wonderful, the accumulation is profound, and the adventure is nothing compared to the accumulation!"
"Divine Illusion!"
boom!
The great elder's eyebrows lit up, and when Lin Xi saw it, a very familiar magical technique rushed directly into his sea of consciousness.
At this time, everyone was at a loss. They could not see the magic manifesting themselves. They could only see Lin Xi's eyes were confused for a moment, and his pupils were out of focus, as if he had lost his soul. His body was sluggish and he no longer moved forward.
"Little beast, get lost and sink in the divine illusion of this great elder. Manifest all your secrets in the divine illusion, and then pay the price with your life for your arrogance and ignorance, ha! Haha.
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Seeing this, Liao Zhiyuan got carried away, knowing that Lin Xi had fallen into the illusion of the sea of consciousness that he had created and could not extricate himself. Next, he would see Lin Xi bring out all his secrets and adventures and obtain them for him.
Once he gets Lin Xi's adventure, he will detonate the illusion, causing Lin Xi's sea of consciousness and even her soul to be blown to pieces.
At this time, Lin Xi seemed to have become a walking corpse. This method of creating illusions in other people's consciousness almost made Lin Xi laugh out loud.
In fact, he is more awake than ever at this time. How beautiful is any illusion of spiritual consciousness? Is the illusion in the sea of consciousness so tempting and hot?
Even in such an illusion, Lin Xi could stay awake, let alone the Great Elder.
Lin Xi felt that the great elder's divine illusion and the dead baby's spiritual illusion were somewhat similar in inheritance, and seemed to come from the same technique.
And just when Lin Xi's body was stagnant, as if waiting for death, the dead baby in Duo Mei's arms, who had been sleeping most of the time, suddenly opened its eyes.
Um?
How could the familiar aura of a skill appear?
Although the dead baby's virtual god is gone, his spiritual consciousness has dropped to the level of a martial king. But his knowledge has not fallen!
Is this... a divine illusion?
The dead baby immediately became energetic.
He stays in a deep sleep state most of the time, firstly because he doesn't want to meet Lin Xi, a freak, and secondly because the practice of divine illusion can also be carried out and continued in his own dreams.
Sleep itself is a kind of illusion. Practicing in such an illusion will help to repair his soul and strengthen his consciousness.
At this time, the dead boy Qi Dasheng opened his eyes, his two dark eyes rolled around, and he saw Lin Xi who was motionless.
A ray of spiritual consciousness quietly shot out from the center of his eyebrows and entered Lin Xi's sea of consciousness.
In Lin Xi's sea of consciousness, the so-called illusion at this time did not trigger the divine dew cornices.
Because Lin Xi's sea of consciousness was too vast, the Great Elder's spiritual consciousness could not detect the existence of the cornices in the dense purple light.
Although the Great Elder possesses divine illusion skills, his spiritual awareness is ultimately limited.
The several divine spells he had blasted before consumed a lot of energy. He did not expect that his consciousness would be swallowed up by Lin Xi. After all, whether it was the thorns of consciousness or the wave of consciousness, they were all related to Lin Xi.
Or maybe Zeng Ai was fighting against Hong. In that case, it is understandable that his consciousness would be disintegrated and difficult to recover.
The Great Elder's spiritual consciousness shot into Lin Xi's sea of consciousness and could only create an illusion in a corner. The divine dew cornice at the top was still out of reach.
The bigger reason is that the amount of this spiritual consciousness is actually not large. Unless it actively wreaks havoc in the sea of consciousness and hits the eaves of divine dew, it will be difficult to trigger.
At the same time, because of the special nature of divine illusion, what maintains this illusion is not the strength of the divine consciousness, but the integration of the caster's thoughts.
Thoughts control the evolution of the illusion and adapt to the user's feelings, making him think that everything he encounters is real. Therefore, thoughts are actually the core of this magical illusion.
The great elder Liao Zhiyuan controlled the appearance of a scene with his mind. As soon as Lin Xi's consciousness appeared, he was in an environment that seemed familiar to him.
Fortune Restaurant!
It was getting late and there were few diners. Lin Xi cleaned up the blood stains on the water table, took off the animal skin and water table, and left the restaurant.
Outside a door in an alley, under the eaves, a thin figure kept looking around.
The sky in the rainy season is gloomy and dull, with lightning flashing across the sky from time to time and low, muffled thunder.
Passing under the eaves, Lin Xi glanced this way almost subconsciously.
In the shadows, a small hand kept calling.
"Brother Xi, here, here..."
Lin Xi looked carefully, and at this moment a bolt of lightning appeared, illuminating the man's face.
"Small bamboo pole?"
The lightning illuminated Xiao Zhugan's face, which was swollen and had a few wounds that had just closed, making it look a bit ferocious.
Lin Xi sighed, shook his head and walked over.
Xiaozhugan took out an oil paper bag from his arms and handed it to Lin Xi.
"Brother Xi, take it back and give it to sister Ke'er to eat haha..."
Lin Xi reluctantly took it, feeling sad, angry and sad.
Ever since Chef Lin entered the depths of the Luohua Mountains and searched for the missing Tongmai grass for him, Lin Xi's treatment at Fuyun Restaurant has dropped sharply.
Because of Lin Dong's mischief, the shopkeeper did not allow Lin Xi to eat in the restaurant. The wages were only enough for him and his sister Xiao Ke'er to have porridge.
In the restaurant, only this little guy, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, had always been close to Lin Xi.
Lin Xi was looked down upon so hard that she couldn't even try to steal anything.
Xiaozhugan often hid a piece of animal meat before returning home and took it out before leaving, waiting in this area for Lin Xi to give it to him.
In this way, one day he will be discovered, and the little bamboo pole will bite him to death, saying that he stole it home to eat for himself, and the shopkeeper will give him a good beating and deduct some wages.
Just yesterday, Xiaozhugan was given a beating by the waiter of the restaurant because of the stolen goods. At this time, the wounds had just closed and formed scabs.
Lin Xi's eyes were moist, and she didn't know how to describe this little boy who was closer than his own brother.
The little bamboo pole looked at the sky, left a word and then flickered away.
"Go home quickly and cook some meat. Sister Ke'er is probably starving..."
Boom and click!
It rained heavily, and Lin Xi finally shed tears.
"God, why am I a loser who can only watch my sister starve and my brother get beaten? I hate you so much——"
Lin Xi, growling in a low voice, wandered around in the heavy rain.
"ah--"
A scream sounded after the thunder.
It’s a small bamboo pole!
Lin Xi was nervous, so he directly put the animal meat in his arms and ran towards the place where the little bamboo pole screamed as fast as he could.
The heavy rain fell instantly, and the water on the street reached up to her ankles. Lin Xi stepped on the rain and came to the small bamboo pole that was lying in the rain, holding his wrists and rolling and wailing.
"Xiao Zhugan, what's wrong with you? Who caused you to be like this?"
In the blue light of lightning, the small bamboo pole was covered with rainwater, grinning and trembling all over.
"You...the guy behind you...he wants to kill you..."
Lin Xi suddenly turned around and saw Lin Dong holding a sword and slashing towards him in the lightning.
roar!
Lin Xi roared angrily and used all his strength to roll around in the rain while holding a small bamboo pole. He was struck by several swords, blood spattered and the pain was unbearable.
At this time, Lin Xi saw Lin Dong's hand grabbing behind his back, and his sister Ke'er appeared in his hand.
"Trash, trash, will you die by yourself today, or will your sister die for you?"
"elder brother--"
The skinny Ke'er struggled in Lin Dong's hands, with claws and teeth raised, like a little she-wolf.
However, she is too weak.
All the struggles were of no avail, but instead aroused Lin Dong's ferocity.
Lin Dong held a sword and slapped Ke'er's face.
Ke'er was bloody and bloody, screaming repeatedly, teeth and blood splattered out.
"No--"
Lin Xi shed tears of blood, hating the injustice of the sky and hating herself for not being able to protect Ke'er and Xiaozhugan.
Lin Dong growled ferociously:
"Good-for nothing, trash. If you want your sister to die, then you hide; if you want your sister to live, then kill yourself with the knife in my hand. Hurry up, I'm impatient!"
Lin Xi looked at his hand in shock, and saw a bright sharp knife in his hand.
"Where's the small bamboo pole?"
Lin Xi was in a trance, as if in a dream.
Lin Dong sneered:
"You piece of trash, you obviously have a boning knife left by Chef Lin in your hand. Where did you get that little bamboo pole?"
Yeah?
Lin Xi was in a trance and felt unreal.
But pinch the sharp knife, it's cold and sharp, and it's true.
"Do you choose to commit suicide? Or do I kill your sister and then chop you into pieces?"
"Brother Xi, no..."
Lin Xi held up a sharp knife, listening to Ke'er's screams, her heart was twisted like a knife, filled with despair and hatred.
"How can I trust you? After I commit suicide, you will let my sister go?"
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On the viewing platform of Luohua Martial Arts Academy, Elder Liao Zhiyuan laughed heartily.
At this time, he had already seen that Lin Xi had been completely lost in his magical illusion.
At this time, Lin Xi would either commit suicide for her sister or abandon her sister to live alone.
But this choice is too heart-wrenching, and it would be difficult for the Great Elder to make a choice.
Lin Xi was not afraid of death at this time. What he was afraid of was that after he committed suicide, Lin Dong would break his promise and kill his sister.
At this time, heaven and man are at war, it is difficult to choose, and a savior needs to appear.
Elder Liao Zhiyuan said proudly to himself:
Let this Great Elder be the savior...
…
In the illusion, a figure trampling on the rain appeared.
This figure was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Lin Xi watched this figure walk to and stop in front of him.