The mirage of a thousand-year-old mirage, of course, does not only rely on visual fascination. Ji Xiao covered Meng Xueli's eyes and said "out of sight and out of mind" was just a psychological suggestion.
Meng Xueli followed Ji Xiao's footsteps and stepped forward like a marionette. In the darkness, other senses were more acute, he concentrated, abandoned distracting thoughts, and tried to perceive only the existence of Ji Xiao.
The four walls of the tower vibrated, and the sound was like rolling muffled thunder. The sea of fire in the pool was turbulent, and the white flue rose, and it spread out in an instant, making people fall into the clouds.
The old mirage exhaled.
The might of the thousand-year-old demon, condensing the earth and the earth, is like a saint in the world, and the tip of the little mirage's tail is shaking. Due to the talent of the species, it will not be seduced by the same kind of mirage, but as long as it eats the demon, the mirage's aura will change. He faintly feels that this old mirage is not vegetarian at all, and now he can only pray to the King of Snow Mountain and the Sword Master. good luck.
The fog was beginning to rise, and the two half-demons were instantly dizzy. Biyou, like arrows from a string, flew out from Meng Xueli's sleeves, shouting, "Little Luan, here I come!"
Ruan Hui kicked his hind feet and rushed out almost at the same time: "Da Yao spare your life, don't eat me!"
He had already fallen into a mirage, and when he saw the beautiful demon he had a crush on, or was chased by the big demon, he couldn't wait to plunge into the raging fire.
Ji Xiao pulled his long sword, and a sword energy brought back the Kingfisher and the Gray Rabbit.
Meng Xueli listened to the sound to identify the position, stretched out his hand to take it, knocked Biyou Ruan Hui stunned, and stowed it into his sleeve, so that the two half-demons would not fall into a mirage again, throw themselves into a sea of fire or attack their companions.
As the fog thickened, Ji Xiao pulled Meng Xueli forward.
Suddenly the clouds dispersed and the fog was divided, revealing the mountains behind the clouds, covered with snow. Ji Xiao heard the noisy voices of people and the sound of swordsmen, and then looked into the mountain, it was clearly the main peak of Hanshan Mountain.
At this time, the Mingyuehu Sword Sect and the Huaishui Zhou Family, together with other sects in the world, attacked the Hanshan Mountain and reached the main hall of the main peak. Taiheng Zhenren and Guiqing Zhenren ride on the flying chariots, high above, calling for wind and rain.
The swordsmen of Hanshan fought bloody battles, but they were defeated by the encirclement, and they retreated steadily. Ji Xiao felt a little pain in his heart.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Real Ji Xiao is back, we are saved!"
The head master and the peak masters of all peaks were overjoyed when they heard the words, and turned their heads to look at Ji Xiao, full of anticipation.
Yu Qishu rushed out of the encirclement and threw her hands vigorously: "Senior brother, take the sword!"
"The beginning of the sky is boundless" turned into a bright streamer, flying towards the sword master.
With the sword breaking the wind and getting close, Ji Xiao felt a wonderful feeling in his heart - as long as he catches this sword, he can use the supernatural power of Jianzun to kill the enemy, relieve the danger of the sect, and save the same sect from water and fire.
However, he didn't turn his eyes away, "Times and Generations" swept across in his hand, and a sword qi slashed out. "Early empty and boundless" was cut off by life.
The illusory mirage in front of him was twisted for a while, and the broken beginning was boundless, turning into two arrows that were dyed with snake venom and glowed with a strange light, falling from Ji Xiao and submerging into the sea of fire.
Ji Xiao watched countless fellow sects tragically die under the sword of the enemy, and the foundation of the sect was reduced to scorched earth.
At the same time, the four walls of the tower vibrated, thousands of arrows were fired, and the piercing wind made a loud noise. Ji Xiao held a sword flower in his hand, and the sword energy was woven into a dense net, cutting off the close arrows. The demon clan is not good at mechanism techniques, and the dangerous position of the mechanism in the tower is entirely due to the cooperation of Mirage.
Meng Xueli felt the chains shake and the wind howled, so he could not help clenching the Taoist companion's hand: "What's wrong?"
Ji Xiao: "Nothing."
After the arrow rain, countless broken arrows fell into the sea of fire and turned to ashes. The clouds and mists in the tower are thicker, and the mirage becomes the clouds and mists that connect to the cliffs.
A group of teenagers gathered at the stone flat beside the cliff with swords in their hands, and Hu Si was standing there. Jietian Cliff is the most isolated place in Hanshan, where wind and snow are raging all year round. The group of young monks didn't feel the cold at all, they just stared at Hu Si closely.
Of course, it is not the current Heavenly Lake Realm Lord, the saint Hu Si, but the young Hu Si—due to a serious illness in his childhood, his body is weaker than his peers, but he is smart and somewhat arrogant.
Ji Xiao thought to himself, it turns out that this mirage can sense people's desires and fears, and build a mirage with memories and thoughts, making the virtual scene almost real. The more your mind moves, the more real the mirage becomes.
I just listened to the leading young man laughing: "Didn't you learn the sword-fighting technique, why don't you dare to gamble?"
The little valet behind the man echoed: "Look at his thin body, he doesn't dare to jump at all, he just doesn't have any seeds. They don't have any seeds, they are trash!"
The young Hu Si blushed: "You dare to say my master?!"
"Hey, I didn't say anything, who did you hear?"
Everyone deliberately lengthened their voices and shouted in unison: "I didn't hear—"
The man spread his hands, hehe smiled and said, "No one heard, where can you complain?"
Hu Si looked around, everyone shouted loudly, and the daring even pushed him: "Do you dare to gamble?"
Hu Si sneered and said, "I don't bet on spirit stones. If you want to bet, you will bet on your life and mine. I have a cheap life, and death is not a pity, do you dare?"
Everyone was shocked by his ruthless aura, and their expressions changed. However, this age of Jianxiu, the face is bigger than the sky.
The man couldn't get off the stage, so he winked at his followers to help cheat: "Just bet, I'll be afraid of you?"
The young Hu Si closed his eyes, jumped, and jumped off the cliff: "Come on, let's see who's life is harder!"
Ji Xiao passed by Jietian Cliff, and let a scream came from the abyss at the bottom of the cliff, but there was no hesitation in his footsteps.
On the roof of the tower, a large net of cold light suddenly unfolded.
Meng Xueli: "...something seems to have fallen behind me."
The old mirage is entrenched at the bottom of the tower, but he can sense the tower breaker through the mirage, and he almost vomited blood when he heard this.
In the past, it was a demon who broke into the tower. The demon's mind was simple. Either he was eaten by the big demon, or his relatives and friends were eaten by the big demon, or if he saw that he had nothing to eat, he was on the verge of starvation. Eating and being eaten, the weak eat the strong, constitute the eternal theme of the demon world.
The mirage is like a dream, and it is all moved by his own mind. The old mirage is tired of seeing the dreams of different demons and the demons caught in the dream. It's rare that two people visited the demon world tonight and broke into the town demon tower. They felt that the mirage of people was fresh and beautiful.
The man in the back was blindfolded, chanting words in his mouth, not knowing what the heart-clearing mantra was, he was obviously extremely vigilant and not easily confused. The man in front has to use his sword to explore the way to break the trap, and he has to take care of his companions. He is multi-tasking, and it should be the easiest to fall into a mirage. Its mirage is supernatural, and it is mostly directed at this person.
As soon as Fang fought, it was confused and depressed. Seeing the tragic death of his fellow disciple and the fall of his senior brother, this person did not feel a trace of turbulence in his heart.
Ji Xiao continued to move forward, the clouds scattered and gathered in the tower, and the mirage changed again.
An old man dressed in sackcloth and sackcloth and holding a wooden staff walked out of the fog, and smiled kindly like a father: "Xiao'er, I haven't seen you for so many years, do you know the truth?"
Ji Xiao murmured, "Master."
Finally got a response. The old mirage was overjoyed and increased the concentration of the mirage.
The old man came to Ji Xiao: "Xiao'er, go home with Master."
As he said that, he was going to hold Ji Xiao's hand.
Ji Xiao slashed away with a sword, the mirage distorted and disintegrated.
A weak voice sounded beside him: "Lord Jianzun, please stay."
Out of bounds, Xiaoling's sable skin was split open, its sharp claws were broken, and its flesh and blood shrank into a ball.
"Xueli..." Ji Xiao thought to himself, "That's right, it's you."
As the mirage becomes thicker, the mirage is deeper than the first.
Xiaoling Diao said miserably: "I beg Jianzun to save me, and I am willing to follow Jianzun's left and right from now on."
Ji Xiao was unmoved, letting Ling Sable's voice gradually weaken.
Seeing this, the old mirage sulked in her heart - such a poor and cute little mink, I wanted to save it, but you are still human!
It took a deep breath and let it out.
The wind and clouds are turbulent, the sun and the moon are shifting. Ji Xiao raised his head and saw that at the end of the sky, in the depths of the sea of clouds, a door slowly opened, and the golden light inside the door was splendid and magnificent.
It seems to lead to the sky beyond the sky, the world beyond the world. For a time, the radiance was bright, and the music was fluttering.
Thousands of voices rang out in the world, converging into one sentence, echoing between heaven and earth: "The door to the sky has been opened, please let the real person Jixiao rise to the sky—"
Ji Xiao thought to himself, it really is the two worlds' wishes, unfulfilled wishes, love, hatred and fear are all in front of him, this thousand-year-old mirage is really capable. Immediately, a sword energy was sent out, breaking the "Gate to Heaven".
The chain came to an end, the fire pool was left behind, and the stone steps leading to the second floor were within easy reach.
Ji Xiao: "Okay."
Meng Xueli took off the blindfolded silk and said happily, "My Dao Companion is really good."
Ji Xiao smiled and said, "What were you chanting just now? The Heart Purification Mantra?"
Meng Xueli: "Your name..."
Before the words fell, the expressions of the two suddenly changed, and they turned around with their swords in hand. The boundless fire pool trembled violently, like a landslide. A behemoth broke through the sea of fire, and the flowing fire slurry fell from its huge head, like a red waterfall. The huge head was shaped like a dragon's head and was majestic. It only showed its horns, forehead and eyes, but it already occupied most of the fire pool.
It turned out that Ji Xiao was not confused by the mirage, and completely angered the old mirage at the bottom of the tower. The thousand-year-old demon in the demon world is as oppressive as a saint in the world and a demon in the demon world.
Meng Xueli's heart sank, not knowing where the King of Lingshan invited such helpers.
Ji Xiao sounded: "Come up to the tower quickly, I will hold it."
Although Meng Xueli was worried about the Dao Companion, he understood that this was the only plan for now, so he nodded decisively and went up to the tower to save the demon.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed in front of him and rushed towards the old mirage in the pool.
It turned out that the little mirage was shocked when he saw the majestic appearance of the same clan, and even forgot his fear, and jumped to the fire pool like he was enchanted, trying to see the other side clearly.
In such a tense situation, no one expected it to start suddenly, Ji Xiao crossed the sword to stop it, but it was a moment late.
Meng Xueli said urgently, "Be careful!"
The old mirage held his head high, and the sea of fire was turbulent.
The little mirage asked: "When I grow up, can I become you?"