"What do you want to test him for? If it's strength... he may not be able to do it. He hasn't grown up yet." The Master of Hall of Mirrors looked at Ci Qiancheng. Although he agreed happily, he also had a look on his face that said, "Don't deliberately embarrass yourself."
Ci Qiancheng smiled and looked at Ye Wu, who looked confused under the tree.
"You haven't grown up yet, don't worry, I won't test anything else."
He pointed below him.
"After I get out of this Osmanthus Pier and break my illusion, I can consider it."
Surprise flashed in the Mirror Hall Master's eyes, and he looked around in surprise.
"phantom?"
"Yes, everything here is fake. If he can break through it, it will pass." Ci Qiancheng said.
The mirror hall master was filled with astonishment.
She didn't even feel anything was wrong.
For example, on the osmanthus tree under her body, the lines on it are clearly visible. If you look carefully, you can even see the tiny traces left by the erosion of time. Even if you carefully identify each osmanthus tree, you will find the difference.
place.
She looked around again, and then looked at Ci Qiancheng in shock.
"You...have you mastered illusions?"
Whether it's the scent on the tip of your nose, the feel of the wind, everyone on the street... No, people still have some problems.
The Mirror Hall Master's eyes fell on the street in the distance. There was something wrong with people. After all, illusions couldn't be so perfect, but these objects had no flaws.
She stayed in the inn for a whole day, but she didn't find anything wrong at all.
"What Dacheng..."
Ci Qiancheng smiled bitterly.
"What is false remains false, it cannot become true."
If he could really succeed, he wouldn't let them break this illusion.
The Master of the Hall of Mirrors saw the sadness in his eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I heard people say that if you practice illusion to the extreme, you can actually create real things. There will come a time."
She comforted him.
Ci Qiancheng waved his hand, and then the two of them appeared in the sight of Ye Wu and the others.
"Uncle!" Ye Wu suddenly shouted in surprise.
"Well, you can go out. As long as you can get out of Guihuawu, I can go with you." Ci Qiancheng said to him.
Ye Wu was a little confused. Isn't it easy to go out?
He stood up and walked outside.
Walking all the way out of the town, they walked to the road they came from. When they were about to step out of the iconic osmanthus tree at the entrance of the town, the scene around him suddenly changed.
“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by, the freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake…”
Surrounded by a lively market.
Ye Wu looked at the stall selling sweet-scented osmanthus cake next to him, and then walked towards the entrance again.
This time he quickened his pace.
After taking the step to leave the town, the surrounding scene changed again.
“Freshly baked osmanthus cake, try it for free!”
The uncle was still shouting with a smile on his face. He didn't seem to notice Ye Wuyi who suddenly appeared twice.
Ye Wu only felt a little at a loss.
He looked at the scene around him and couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. Was he teleported back by the formation?
But he didn't feel any trace of the formation.
Mirror Hall Master and Ci Qiancheng looked at him from the osmanthus tree.
"I actually don't know where the eye of your illusion is, but there is no danger here and it is very easy to leave."
The Master of the Hall of Mirrors broke off a sprig of osmanthus with great interest.
"So I'm curious, if you use it in combat now, how far can your illusions go?"
"If he could get out, wouldn't he know?"
The Mirror Hall Master glanced at him, nodded, and looked at Ye Wu with a little worry in his eyes.
I don’t know if Ye Wuneng can go out.
She didn't feel the key to breaking the formation, but Ye Wu was able to see Ci Qiancheng before, which proved that he might have something beyond ordinary people in this regard.
Illusion is something she can't learn.
However, Ye Wu's child is very talented in all aspects, and she hasn't seen anything that he can't learn yet.
Ye Wu knew that he couldn't leave directly.
So he began to look at the market.
It was probably the beginning of the Osmanthus Wine Festival, so the streets were very lively at night. Men, women, old and young were all wearing clothes embroidered with osmanthus, and were full of smiles.
There are beautiful lanterns hanging around, with various patterns, and there are also stalls selling lotus lanterns.
Ye Wu stopped in front of a lantern shop and picked up a rabbit lantern.
"Our family made these lanterns ourselves. Do you want to buy one, sir?"
Ye Wu looked at the aunt in front of him and said, "Why does the Osmanthus Wine Festival exist?"
The aunt was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "It's our custom!"
"Then can you tell me about it?"
"No problem! Our town has experienced a famine before. It was a long, long time ago. Later, on the full night of August 15th, a sweet-scented osmanthus fell from the sky and fell in our valley. The sweet-scented osmanthus came to life as soon as it hit the ground.
Cheng Lin, we suddenly have more food to fill our stomachs."
"When everyone settled down and went to worship under the tree, they found that there was a jar of osmanthus wine under the tree. The wine was magical. After drinking it, everyone would be immune to all diseases. So after discussion, the people in our town decided to make a osmanthus wine every year.
Every year, a festival is held, and every year the sweet-scented osmanthus is used to make wine, buried under the tree, and taken out next year to drink at the festival to bless you with good health throughout the year."
The aunt said, smiled and said: "I don't know how to tell stories, that's probably it."
Ye Wu nodded, picked up the lantern, and handed the money to her.
"So... where is this year's wine?" he finally asked tentatively.
The aunt's eyes flashed with confusion.
“Where’s this year’s wine?”
She murmured, then smiled and said, "Master, do you want to buy any more lanterns? What do you think of the lotus lanterns?"
Ye Wu smiled and refused, holding a lantern and walking thoughtfully on the street.
He looked in the direction of the huge sweet-scented osmanthus. The sweet-scented osmanthus was now revealed, covering most of the town, and looked very gentle under the moonlight.
Fireworks started to set off in the town.
There are constant sounds of fireworks exploding in my ears, and brilliant fireworks bloom on the laurel, gorgeous and eye-catching.
He looked at the lantern in his hand again.
"Osmanthus wine..."
As long as it comes to osmanthus wine, these people seem to have been drugged and completely avoid the issue.
So there must be something wrong with the osmanthus wine!
After Ye Wu recognized the answer, he began to look for clues around him. As long as he could find the osmanthus wine, he should be able to get out, right?
Ci Qiancheng sat on the tree, looked at Ye Wu's figure, and chuckled.
"By the way, do you know his origin?" Ci Qiancheng asked.
The Mirror Hall Master shrugged.
"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, our demon sect has teachings and no distinction. No matter what he did before, I only want to see if he can achieve results in the future."
It's not that she hasn't been curious, but this guy is really strict when it comes to his mouth.
Ci Qiancheng nodded and did not talk about this topic again.