pertwk Chapter 1779 Scouting and Disguise
Chapter 1779 Scouting and Disguise
Chapter 1779 Scouting and Disguise
Elder Liu also showed a smile on his face: "Did you hear everything? I risked disobeying Master's orders and told you in advance, why don't you hurry up and leave!"
This time he didn't need to urge them, and everyone walked with big strides.
A few words floated from not far away, and Elder Liu happened to hear them:
“When the truth is false, the false is also true.”
When he turned around, he found that He Xiao said this to his companions.
After entering this world, Elder Liu has been in constant communication with Qian Huan. The Immortal Lord's instructions often ring in his ears, allowing him to know what to do next.
What does the island master He have any insights?
In fact, Dong Rui just patted He Lingchuan's arm and made a sign language to him:
"This old man is being mysterious. Have we returned to the real world?"
Then, He Lingchuan told the little mirage demon beside Zhu Erniang the advice. When he took on the Lingshan mission and went to the little mirage demon for advice, the other party solemnly gave him this true word.
Illusion is not a simple trick to deceive the eyes, and the little mirage demon cannot know the true level of the ancient mirage fairy, but when the mirage technique is cultivated to a deep level, it cannot escape the mystery of those few words.
Dong Rui rolled his eyes: "Don't fool me."
"I didn't fool you." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "Master Qianhuan was so sincere that he told you the answer in Wenhui Pavilion."
"Huh?" Was he hallucinating? "What answer? I don't remember it."
"Have you forgotten? He said at the time that the boundary between truth and illusion, or the criterion for judgment, lies in—"
Dong Rui racked his brains and finally remembered the word:
"rule?"
"Yes." He Lingchuan turned around and glanced in the direction of Yaozi Lake. "As long as the rules are in the hands of Master Qianhuan, it's just like what Elder Liu said, 'This world is under control. What he says is true is true, and what he says is illusion is illusion.'"
After listening to He Lingchuan's explanation, Aunt Zhu and Dong Rui pondered Elder Liu's words again and felt that they were not simple at all.
"After all, the one who is qualified, capable, and necessary to explore the difference between truth and illusion here is not us, but Miao Zhantian." He Lingchuan was trying to persuade his companions not to worry too much. "Miao Zhantian can only compete with Master Qianhuan if he can crack and reverse the rules here."
He Lingchuan turned around and happened to meet Elder Liu's eyes, who was a little moved.
The monks under him who were in their fifties and sixties only had a vague understanding of it, but this young man in his early twenties actually understood it, he really understood it!
He naturally didn't know that because of the Dafanghu, He Lingchuan, in addition to planning the Shining Golden Plain, thought most about the mystery between truth and illusion, reality and illusion.
Besides, since he dared to explore Master Qianhuan’s territory, he should have made some preparations beforehand, right?
Dong Rui frowned: "But this world should be a little different from the previous fantasy world?"
"Of course." He Lingchuan nodded. "The rules of this world are obviously more subject to Master Qianhuan. Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried every means to lure the Heavenly Palace in."
Of course, the one who suddenly transformed the ghost people into ghost soldiers was Master Qianhuan!
With just a few blasts of the necromancy horn, he wiped out the consciousness of all the ghosts, armed them, and turned them into tools to fight against invaders.
He can even distort the image of living people in the eyes of demons.
What a powerful control this is!
God knows what other tricks Qian Huan can use in this world. He Lingchuan only knows that he must fight Miao Zhantian here.
"Okay." Dong Rui knew that this topic was not deep enough, so he changed direction and used sign language again:
"Hey, why do you think Qian Huan wants to leave the dead souls in this world?"
"Perhaps for the purpose of deduction, do you remember that he got a treasure before he went into seclusion, which helped him comprehend the truth of heaven and earth?" That is the Dayan Dzi Bead, "Life and death are originally a cycle."
He Lingchuan didn’t know what image the Heavenly Palace team had in the eyes of the ghost people, otherwise he would have made further inferences.
Wanqi Feng behind him suddenly said: "These people are really pathetic. Whether they are dead or alive, they can't escape this cycle."
From birth to death, one cannot escape Qian Huan's control.
Aunt Zhu, however, has a different view: "This cycle also exists between heaven and earth. I feel sad that I haven't seen you."
Wanqi Feng said: "At least after I die, my soul will not be detained."
"That's not necessarily true." Dong Rui pouted at He Lingchuan, "You forgot what he does."
Wanqi Feng remembered and shuddered subconsciously.
Wanqi Liang asked again: "By the way, why can these ghosts walk openly in the sun?"
Ghosts are most afraid of sunlight, and usually die after a few breaths of exposure. Only ghost immortals with deep cultivation can resist the overbearing damage of the sun's true fire. But in this world, ghosts and living people bathe in the sun without any taboos.
"Maybe this is the rule of this world." Dong Rui casually abused the word "rule".
Aunt Zhu also pondered and said, "Although they are called 'ghosts', they do have bodies that can resist the damage of the sun."
In the human world, people possessed by evil spirits can also travel during the day, but they just don't like being exposed to direct sunlight. "Qian Huan has to give them a body."
At this point, it whispered, "The guy who led us to the Banshan Mine is also in this team."
"Luo Xie?"
He Lingchuan looked in the direction Aunt Zhu pointed, and sure enough, he saw that familiar face at the end of the team.
Considering Luo Xie's age and experience, his cultivation is good, but he is still an outer disciple and is not qualified to step to the front.
His face was bruised and swollen, his body was covered with wounds, there was a bump on his forehead that hadn't gone away yet, there were clotted blood stains on his cheeks, and his clothes were also stained with blood. No one knew what he had been through.
At this time, he strode forward with his head half lowered, his face solemn, and did not speak to anyone.
Speaking of sunshine, they happened to be walking through a small open space, and the bright sunshine shone on everyone without any obstruction. He Lingchuan looked at Elder Liu again, but still didn't see the golden thread on his body, so he felt a little relieved.
Both Aunt Zhu and Elder Liu were planted with "God's Gaze" in the Fantasy World, but it did not show up in this world. He Lingchuan was worried, so he took Aunt Zhu back to the Fantasy World to cut off the golden thread, but he could not remove the God's Gaze on Elder Liu.
From all the signs, He Lingchuan judged that the golden thread on Elder Liu's body was probably blocked by Qianhuan's spell, or was not tolerated by the rules of this world, and thus could not be located.
Elder Liu and other immortals were unaware that they had fallen into their opponent's tracking spell, but Qian Huan might not be fooled.
In other words, we are still safe for the time being.
At this moment, Elder Liu suddenly turned around and raised his hand, saying loudly, "Shut up, the pursuing scouts are coming!"
Everyone was talking and laughing, but when they heard the words, they were shocked and quickly shut up.
"Keep your head down and hold your breath. No talking or extending your spiritual thoughts are allowed!"
The order was passed down layer by layer, and soon everyone in the Huan Zong lowered their heads and hurried on their way.
The woodland returned to its usual tranquility, with only the rustling sound of people marching across the grass.
After about half a cup of tea, a buzzing sound suddenly came from behind.
Some of the Illusion Sect disciples were nervous and subconsciously grabbed their weapons. However, Elder Liu turned around and made a few gestures to them, meaning:
Don't move!
Soon, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, making people feel numb.
Everyone continued to walk forward without looking back, only Aunt Zhu sent a message to her companions: "Oh, it turned out to be these things, I saw them!"
It has twelve eyes, almost surrounding its head, and can be said to have a 300-degree field of vision without blind spots. So many great monks present did not dare to expand their spiritual thoughts, only Aunt Zhu could look back easily.
Then you tell me! Dong Rui complained in his heart, Auntie really didn't want to learn good things, but chose to learn from He Lingchuan to keep people in suspense.
Wanqi Feng and others on the side made faces at each other, obviously thinking the same thing as him.
Fortunately, Aunt Zhu didn’t keep people in suspense for too long, because the buzzing sound was getting closer and loud enough to make people’s scalps tingle.
"It's a ball bee! We also call it a 'bun bee'."
Ball bee? He Lingchuan searched his memory and finally remembered a book he borrowed from Panlong City's Shumi Academy, "Records of Strange Beasts in the Wild Sea", which recorded this strange bee.
In a blink of an eye, he saw the living ball bee.
It's no wonder that people gave them this name. This kind of bee has a round head, a round belly, and a body as big as a coconut palm. It has a black head and a white body. At first glance, it really looks like a steamed white bun.
But being stung by such a large bee is no fun, and Aunt Zhu's words also confirmed what He Lingchuan saw in the book: "After being stung by this bee, the whole body will swell within 30 breaths, and suffocate to death within 50 breaths; if there is no suffocation, the toxin will flow into the heart, causing convulsions and death. Before the death, the deceased will tremble all over, foam at the mouth, and suffer a lot."
Everyone: "..."
It sounds like it's on par with Auntie's poison.
Moreover, the poisonous bees were in groups of three, one or two feet apart, flying left and right, and even circling slowly. Everyone knew that these were scouts sent by the Heavenly Palace, tracking the whereabouts of the Illusion Sect while searching for the hiding place of the Thousand Illusions Immortal Venerable.
The eyeball spiders on He Lingchuan and Dong Rui's bodies shrank into their lapels and restrained their movements to avoid being discovered by them.
"Go on your way, and don't move." Aunt Zhu's advice was the same as Elder Liu's, and then the poisonous bee flew past everyone.
In the eyes of the ball bees, these were just native ghosts wearing masks, no different from those they had seen in other villages and towns before. For the sake of duty, they still approached cautiously and sniffed the scent.
Although bees do not collect honey, their sense of smell is still more sensitive than that of dogs.
It smelled a hint of sweat and the sour odor of clothes that had not been washed for a long time.
This is the smell that ordinary farmers should have, even though they suddenly transformed into ghost people.
The bees flew away regretfully. They did not dare to get too close to the ghosts for fear of being struck down.
No one dared to say a word and continued to move forward.
Within a quarter of an hour, two groups of bees flew by, but none of them noticed anything unusual with the Huanzong team.
After He Lingchuan and the monk from the Huan Sect put on the masks, they seemed to have really become the local natives. Not only their clothing and appearance, but even their smell were similar.
(End of this chapter)