At this moment, Shi Mu suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out an unwilling roar.
Immediately afterwards, his body was filled with flames, and the flames were dazzling, as if he was wearing a layer of flame armor.
As soon as this layer of flame came out, the plasma around it immediately started to burn, turning into a sea of fire in an instant.
His eyes were still bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had not fully recovered his consciousness. He only managed to escape from the plasma swamp with his remaining sanity.
"kill……"
I saw him flying up, his whole body bent into a strong bow in mid-air, dragging a long stick about ten feet behind him, and suddenly swung it forward, dancing a black stick shadow in the air, with the momentum of Mount Tai, suddenly towards the bearded man
Smash it away.
The big man with the beard seemed not to have expected Shi Mu to do such a move, with a look of surprise on his face. He held the Yanyue sword tightly in his hand, and immediately danced violently and blocked it.
"Click"
There was a sound of breaking, and the long knife in the hand of the bearded man was split into two halves under the attack of the long stick.
Half of his shoulders were completely sunken, and his body seemed to be folded together, suddenly half shorter.
"puff"
The big man with the beard spat out a mouthful of blood, and then laughed strangely.
Shi Mu's eyes felt blurry for a while, and then he saw the big man's helmet fell off, revealing a clean face of a young man without any beard.
It was okay for him not to look, but when he looked, he was suddenly shocked. The person in front of him was actually Wang Tianhao.
"Haha... Shi Mu, you were born with useless veins. You will always be a loser. You will never achieve anything greater in your life..." Wang Tianhao was already dying, but he still roared at Shi Mu at the top of his lungs.
"I'm not a cripple, I'm not a cripple, I'm not..." Upon hearing this, Shi Mu roared to the sky again as if he was out of control, and his hand movements froze.
"This is an iron-clad fact known to the world, so what can you do if you deny it, hahaha..."
When Wang Tianhao saw this, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he stepped back. At the same time, black mist appeared in his eyes, and they slowly rotated.
"wrong!"
At this moment, Shi Mu suddenly realized something. A glimmer of clarity suddenly flashed through his confused eyes. He raised his head and let out a loud roar before swinging down the stick with both arms.
Suddenly, a huge black stick hit Wang Tianhao with a shocking power, instantly crushing him into a piece of flesh.
Immediately afterwards, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and all sounds except his own seemed to disappear.
Shi Mu felt a sharp pain in his head and roared for a while before he calmed down a little.
He suddenly lowered his head and found that the battlefield, corpses, and plasma around him were all gone.
At this moment, he was standing alone on the black crystal path, still at the original position of the first step.
He was in a trance for a while, and then became a little enlightened.
A long time passed in the illusion, but in the real world, it seemed that only a moment had passed.
Shi Mu wiped his forehead and found that his palms were wet with sweat, and his body felt sticky. The blue gown he was wearing was completely soaked with sweat.
Shi Mu recalled the scene over and over again in his mind. He was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and then lifted his feet again and took the second step forward.
The scenery before his eyes changed, and he appeared on a prairie.
Looking around, there is green grass everywhere, and you can also see some cattle and sheep grazing in the distance.
The warm sunshine shines on him, the breeze blows slowly, and there is only the fragrance of earth and grass in the mouth and nose. A feeling of peace and tranquility makes people involuntarily indulge in it.
"Where is this place?" Shi Mu looked around and murmured to himself.
He looked at it for a moment, shook his head, and was about to cast a spell and fly away.
But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
The spiritual sea in his Dantian was completely empty, and all the energy and magic he had cultivated through so many years of hard work had suddenly disappeared.
"How could this happen? What about my cultivation!" Shi Mu roared with shock on his face.
His face looked uncertain for a while. After a while, he suddenly thought of something and sat down cross-legged on the spot, desperately exploring every part of his body.
But no matter how much he searched, he could never find any trace of his true energy.
It feels like I have never practiced before!
"No, is this the effect of the illusion?" Shi Mu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
There seems to be only one explanation now, but can illusion really reach this level?
In the previous illusion, although he was momentarily dazed by thoughts of killing, when he woke up, his own cultivation was still there.
Shi Mu held his head with both hands and scratched it several times, stood up slowly, and looked around again.
If this is really the effect of the illusion, then somewhere on this grassland, there must be the key to breaking the illusion.
He calmed down, identified a direction, and stepped forward.
As a result, he walked for a full hour before arriving on a hillside just as the sun was about to set.
Standing on the hillside and looking down, there is a small village there, which seems to be home to more than a dozen families. At this moment, smoke is rising from the chimneys of every house.
In the village, a group of children were chasing and playing, and there were the sounds of poultry and dogs barking.
Shi Mu looked at everything below with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Such a scene is so familiar, it was like this in his childhood at the seaside.
The relationship between villagers and neighbors is simple. Although their lives are poor, they are carefree. There are no powerful enemies who are deliberately trying to take their lives. They don't have to go through all kinds of hardships and fight bloody battles just for an opportunity to improve their cultivation.
.
"Brother Shi, is that you?" At this moment, a gentle female voice came from behind, her voice trembling a little.
Shi Mu was startled, turned around and looked behind him, his body suddenly stiffened.
Two or three feet away behind him, stood a girl wearing a long white linen dress, holding a wooden bucket filled with water.
This woman has a graceful appearance, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. Although she is wearing rough cloth, she still has a charming aura.
This woman is none other than Zhong Xiu.
"Xiu'er!" Shi Mu suddenly shouted in surprise.
"Brother Shi, it's really you!" Big tears welled up in Zhong Xiu's eyes, and the pear blossoms were wet with rain.
As soon as she let go of her hand, the barrel fell to the ground, and the water inside spread all over the floor. She ignored it and flew into Shi Mu's arms.
"Brother Shi, where have you been all these years? Xiu'er misses you so much..." Zhong Xiu hugged Shi Mu and said with a sob.
The expression on Shi Mu's face changed, and he wanted to wrap his arms around the person in his arms, but something suddenly occurred to him and he stopped.
He kept telling himself in his heart that this place was an illusion. Who knew whether the person in his arms was transformed by a demon?
"Brother Shi, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Xiu buried his head in Shi Mu's chest and seemed to feel something. He looked up at Shi Mu and saw the scruples and hesitation in Shi Mu's eyes.
Zhong Xiu's delicate body trembled, and she slowly stood up from Shi Mu's arms, with a look of sadness and despair in her eyes.
"Brother Shi, it has been decades since we separated in Xihe Continent. Have you found a new love outside and don't want Xiu'er anymore?" Zhong Xiu said with an extremely pale face, his eyes were red at the end.
Seeing Zhong Xiu's expression, Shi Mu felt great pain in his heart. He immediately threw away all the suspicion in his heart and held Zhong Xiu's hands.
"Absolutely not! Xiu'er, you disappeared for no reason that day. I have been looking for you all these years, how could there be other women!" Shi Mu explained anxiously.
"Really?" Zhong Xiu's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.
"On that day, I can swear to God that if I have any change of heart, I will let..." Shi Mu raised his palm and pointed to the sky. Just as he was about to swear, a white palm covered his mouth.
"Brother Shi, Xiu'er believes in you." Zhong Xiu said softly with a face full of love and compassion at this moment.
"Xiu'er..." Shi Mu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhong Xiu, his eyes full of love, and reached out to hold the little hand covering his mouth in his palm.
"Why did Brother Shi look at Xiu'er like that just now?" Zhong Xiu asked a little aggrievedly.
Shi Mu hesitated for a moment and expressed his concerns just now.
"Huan Mo Dao? Brother Shi, have you joined the Qinglan Holy Land?" Zhong Xiu said with a look of surprise on his face.
"Xiu'er, do you also know the magic path?" Shi Mu asked in surprise.
"Of course I know that this lost secret realm was jointly created by the ancestors of the three holy places to exile the abandoned disciples of various sects. Since I am here, I naturally know something about it." Zhong Xiu said.
"The Lost Secret Realm? Isn't this the fantasy world of the Phantom Demonic Path?" Shi Mu was shocked.
"Brother Shi, although I don't know what you experienced in the Phantom Demon Path before, do you now find that you have lost all your magic power and are just like a mortal?" Zhong Xiu asked.
"This...is not bad...could it be..." Shi Mu's expression darkened when he heard this.
"It's true, Brother Shi, this is not an illusion. I was the same way back then. All the power of blood in my body was drained, and then I was exiled here. I have been here for several years." Zhong Xiu said with a bitter smile, looking a little bit.
desolate.
"What!" Shi Mu was shocked when he heard this.
"Brother Shi, I understand how you feel now. I was just like you back then, not wanting to believe all this, but this is reality. We have all been abandoned by the sect, and we can only spend the rest of our lives here.
." Zhong Xiu said.
The expression on Shi Mu's face changed drastically. He shook his head desperately, shook his body, and sat on the ground, not believing it all.
Seeing this, Zhong Xiu sat down next to Shi Mu and said nothing more. She just held Shi Mu's hand tightly and accompanied him silently.
The sunset in the sky finally gradually sets, leaving only a faint golden afterglow, bringing the last trace of afterglow to the whole world.
Shi Mu slowly raised his head and looked at Zhong Xiu.
"Xiu'er, you just said that you were abandoned here? Why is that? Could it be that you also joined the Qinglan Holy Land?" Shi Mu asked.
"No, I joined the Lichen Sect, another major cultivation holy place in the Miyang Galaxy. Later, something happened, and I was exiled here by the sect." Zhong Xiu said.
"What happened? Can you tell me about it?" Shi Mu asked. (To be continued.)