In the vast sea of flowers, there are spiritual flowers everywhere, and there is no place to stand. Lu Heng stepped on the rhizomes of the spiritual flowers. The sticky sap flowed out from the rhizomes that were trampled off, which reminded Lu Heng of the blood everywhere in the blood refining sect.
In fact, this sea of flowers is not as dreamy as it seems on the surface. This secret realm is the place set up by the ancient powers to train the younger generation. Since it is a place of experience, how can there be such a place that has no effect.
The sea of flowers is an illusion, which is used to test the heart of the Tao.
The sea of flowers is actually one of the most dangerous places in this ancient secret realm. With such a beautiful scenery, anyone will feel a little relaxed the moment they enter. Anyone who is aroused by this sea of flowers will fall into an illusion.
However, what Lu Heng was evoked by this sea of flowers was the memory of that demon beheading. In such a state of mind, the illusion formation cannot be activated at all. Therefore, in Lu Heng's view, this sea of flowers is a fragile and useless place to enjoy the scenery.
Lu Heng wondered in his heart why he would waste such a large area to set up such a useless sea of flowers. Although he couldn't steer his sword in the secret realm, he walked very fast, and after half a day, he came out of this vast sea of flowers.
Just after stepping out of the edge of the sea of flowers, the scenery around Lu Heng was turbulent. Before he could see the surrounding scenery clearly, he felt a strong wind blowing. Lu Heng reacted very quickly, and asked the sword across his chest to block the sudden attack.
"The illusion has not been broken yet?" A familiar voice sounded, "I have already left the sea of flowers and entered the land of Qianquan, how can I still see the illusion."
Lu Heng took a closer look and found a purple-robed man standing not far away, it was the Demon Xiu Gong Xihao.
"Gong Xihao."
Hearing Lu Heng's voice, Gong Xihao's expression changed: "Lu Heng? Calling my name in such an indifferent tone doesn't seem to be an illusion. In that illusion, it's just my delusion after all."
Seeing that he was in a trance, Lu Heng didn't know what he was talking about, so he was a little wary. Gong Xihao is moody and unpredictable.
After that incident, his attitude when he saw Lu Heng was very strange. If he had to describe it, it was like the attitude of a betrayed woman that Lu Heng had seen in the book, and he had a love-hate relationship with him.
But the relationship between the two of them, not to mention that it was Gong Xihao's conspiracy to destroy his Taoism. At that time, when they made a good relationship, they were just friends who had been together and experienced.
"Why are you here?" Gong Xihao asked.
"This matter has nothing to do with you." Lu Heng squeezed his sword and assumed an attacking posture.
Gong Xihao saw Lu Heng's actions, but showed a hurt look on his face: "Why are you so hostile when you see me? It's been a long time since we met, why don't we sit down and catch up?"
Lu Heng didn't answer the madman's words, he just said coldly, "Go ahead."
Gong Xihao smiled strangely: "I'm doing it for your own good. In this secret realm, your cultivation is only at the Golden Core Stage. However, corpse puppets are not subject to this restriction."
As soon as he raised his hand, he released three corpse puppets.
Lu Heng had played against Gong Xihao several times, and he knew very well about his corpse puppet. Last time, he destroyed one of his Nascent Soul corpse puppets by himself. Unexpectedly, in just 20 years, Gong Xihao made another Nascent Soul corpse puppet.
It was the corpse of a female cultivator, and even with a blue-grey complexion, it was difficult to conceal its beautiful appearance.
After Gong Xihao released the corpse puppet, he retreated violently. The three corpse puppets rushed forward.
Lu Heng confronted the three corpse puppets alone, and suddenly fell into a hard fight.
His cultivation base is now suppressed in the Golden Core Stage, and even at this critical moment, he does not dare to relax the suppression of his cultivation base.
When Yan Zhang entered the formation, he said that this formation was set up by the great powers of ancient times. The power is huge, and the cultivation base higher than the Jindan stage must not be exposed in the formation, otherwise it will stimulate a large formation, and the cultivators higher than the Jindan stage will be completely killed.
Although Lu Heng is a genius in the sky, he is now one of the few people standing at the top of the cultivation world. But he is not an arrogant and arrogant person. In the era of abundant spiritual energy in ancient times, there were as many cultivators in the transcendence period. A cultivator like him in the spiritual transformation stage is also vulnerable in the great formation set up by the ancient powers.
Gong Xihao, on the other hand, had a bad luck, perhaps because there was no such technique of refining corpse puppets in the ancient times.
Fortunately, Lu Heng's physique and comprehension of kendo were still in the spiritual transformation stage, so he was barely able to withstand the siege of the three corpse puppets.
After fighting for a while, the man Xihao saw that the three corpse puppets were besieged and failed to capture Lu Heng. At the moment, he was ruthless, forcing a drop of blood from his heart into the magic weapon that he controlled the corpse puppet.
I saw that after the magic weapon absorbed the blood essence, there was a burst of black gas rushing towards several corpse puppets. After the three corpse puppets absorbed the black mist, the offensive was a bit more severe.
Lu Heng's realm was already suppressed by the corpse puppet, and facing three at the same time, it was a bit difficult after all.
Lu Heng turned around with a sword to force the corpse back, and the sea of qi in his dantian surged. He only felt a bitter taste in his throat, but he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Gong Xihao saw that Lu Heng was injured, but he did not pursue the victory. Instead, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This corpse puppet was specially prepared for you. Under the current situation, it is likely that the heavens pity my infatuation and give me this golden opportunity. ."
Before Lu Heng understood the meaning of his words, he saw two of the three corpse puppets disappearing, leaving only the female corpse puppet. Seeing Gong Xihao's expression, he knew what means this man was going to resort to.
Seeing that the female corpse was rushing forward very fast, Lu Heng didn't dare to be careless and asked where the sword stabbed the corpse's sea of air. Even a corpse puppet will be severely damaged when it is stabbed into the sea of air.
Unexpectedly, Gong Xihao did not care that the corpse might be damaged. The corpse puppet didn't dodge or evade, and still rushed towards Lu Heng facing the tip of the sword, asking the sword to penetrate the entire corpse puppet like this.
A cold body was attached to Lu Heng, and the corpse puppet's blue and white arms were about to wrap around his neck.
How could Lu Heng let his vital points fall into the enemy's hands, and his unparalleled sword intent spit out from the sword and burst open in the sea of corpse aura.
Even the indestructible Nascent Soul corpse puppet could not bear it when it was burst open by the sword intent in the sea of air. The whole corpse was shattered like this. If the corpse was not a living thing, the scene would have been bloody.
Although there was no blood splashing at the shattered place, a burst of red smoke gushed out from the corpse that had been broken into pieces. The smoke appeared from the incision as if it was being manipulated, and immediately swept away towards Lu Heng.
Lu Heng was injured, his breath was unstable, and he was completely enveloped by the strange smoke overflowing from the corpse. His reaction was not unpleasant, and he immediately held his breath and used the technique of internal breathing. However, Lu Heng still underestimated the strange thing in this Nascent Soul corpse puppet. The smoke adhered to his skin and poured into his dantian along the meridians.
Immediately he felt dizzy. Due to this attack, the injuries in his body backfired, and Lu Heng staggered and almost fell to the ground. He quickly touched the ground with his sword and stood firm.
Lu Heng frowned. Although he felt a little dazed, he still looked at Gong Xihao defensively.
Gong Xihao strolled forward: "Don't look at me like this, how could I be willing to hurt you."
"Do you feel that your heart is beating a little faster? Look at me now, do you not look so disgusting?" Gong Xihao raised his brows slightly, with a smile on his lips.
The spiritual power in Lu Heng's body has been slowly stagnant, and his expression has changed slightly.
"Today I can finally get what I want..." Gong Xihao kept his eyes on Lu Heng's face, and the smile on his face grew stronger. With twisted pleasure, he reached out and touched Lu Heng's face.
Soon, I can finally get him. Seeing that the other party was completely powerless to resist, Gong Xihao was so excited that his fingers trembled slightly.
Just when his fingertips were about to touch Lu Heng's cheek, Gong Xihao felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and he even heard the sound of an ice-cold sword breaking through his body.
Gong Xihao lowered his head in disbelief, and saw that the sword pierced straight into his sea of anger. He looked up at Lu Heng's indifferent eyes, and said, "You fell into the acacia secret technique, yet you still have the heart to hurt me? Sure enough, I did not leave any traces in your heart..."
However, Lu Heng didn't have the time to deal with Gong Xihao, who was a little crazy in front of him. This blow was the last strike in which he accumulated the spiritual power of his whole body. After breaking Kai Gong Xihao's flesh and piercing into his sea of anger, Lu Heng had no choice but to pull out his sword and return to the sea of flowers.
Gong Xihao covered the injured area, but did not dare to chase after him, because he was stabbed in the Zifu, and if he entered the sea of flowers, he would not be able to escape from the illusion.
"Damn." He said bitterly.
As soon as Lu Heng stepped out of the sea of flowers, he felt that something was wrong. From Gong Xihao's words, he learned that this sea of flowers was an illusion, so he returned to this sea of flowers.
Demon cultivators are more likely to be trapped by the illusion than Dao Xiu, not to mention that he stabbed Gong Xihao's air, he must not dare to chase after this illusion. Lu Heng planned like this, and things did develop as he expected, Gong Xihao didn't chase after him.
There was only one thing that was beyond Lu Heng's expectations. He was in the sea of flowers, and he didn't feel anything the same. Lu Heng knew that it was because of his firmness of Taoism, so the illusion of the sea of flowers could be said to be no threat to him.
But this time it was different. The sea of flowers in front of me was surrounded by colorful halos. These halos intertwined into a splendid light curtain, which made Lu Heng feel a little dazed.
The illusion was aroused, Lu Heng's heart froze, it must be because of the strange smoke just now, this Gong Xihao really still wants to destroy his Taoism. Although Lu Heng was vigilant in his heart, there was a feeling of swaying in his body. After struggling to resist for a moment, he finally fell into an illusion.
where is this
Lu Heng found that he seemed to be soaking in the water, which seemed to be a cold pool, but the cold water could not eliminate the dryness and heat in his body.
"Meditation, don't be swayed by instinct..."
anyone? Lu Heng looked up, but found that his vision was blurred, everything in front of him was shrouded in white fog, and he couldn't see it clearly. He could only vaguely see that there was someone immersed in the water like himself.
The man was sturdy, sitting cross-legged, but his gestures were very strange. It was not the five hearts facing the sky when Dao Xiu was meditating, but his hands folded in front of his chest.
Is this a Buddhist monk? Lu Heng felt very strange, there is no Buddhist sect on the Qiankun Continent. But Lu Heng had seen traces left by Buddhist cultivators in some ancient secret realms, and the image of buddhist cultivators painted in ancient books was like this.
Lu Heng knew that he had fallen into an illusion. The phantom array is to draw out the person or thing with the deepest obsession of the people in the array, and use this as a temptation to make people addicted to the array and unable to get rid of it.
How can one's own obsession be a Buddhist practitioner
Before he could sort out his thoughts, Lu Heng felt that his body was completely out of control, and it started spontaneously. He approached the unrecognizable Buddhist cultivator, pressed his body to the other's chest, wrapped his arms around the other's neck, and said, "... , I love you."
After saying these words, Lu Heng felt from the place where the two were close to each other that the Buddhist cultivator, who was still like a statue before, was shocked, and even his steady breathing was a little short.
A palm firmly squeezed the back of Lu Heng's neck. This illusion was so real that Lu Heng could really feel it, the feeling that the other party's rough fingers brought that made his back numb.
What happened next was something Lu Heng had never experienced in two hundred years. However, his mood remained peaceful. The physical pleasure really gave Lu Heng the ultimate enjoyment. But he knew that this was an illusion, and it would not shake his Dao heart.
After the peak, the surrounding environment swayed like water waves, and Lu Heng's consciousness fell into a trance again. When he woke up again, he still hadn't gotten rid of the illusion.
Because Lu Heng felt that a person was pressing on him, the person's face was still blurred, and he could only see that person's golden pupils.
This is, the demon repair? Lu Heng had this idea in his heart because he felt that it was sticking to the side of his leg, which was different from the human structure.
Lu Heng's actions were still uncontrollable, and he heard himself make a terrified voice: "... This can't be done."
"…without hurting your partner."
The voice of the person on his body still carried the clearness of a young man, which was completely different from the voice of the Buddhist cultivator just now. But Lu Heng somehow felt that they should be the same person.
The next thing is almost the same as the illusion just now.
Another fantasy.
"Aheng, you look so good in red..."
Someone dressed Lu Heng in bloody clothes.
"The hair is a husband and a husband, and there is no doubt about love."
Someone lifted a strand of long hair from Lu Heng's chest and tied it with his own.
The illusions were one after another, and Lu Heng could never escape from them. In the illusion, there was always only one person besides Lu Heng.
That person's voice and body shape were different every time, but Lu Heng knew that it was the same person.
Moreover, when the two of them blended together, Lu Heng felt a spiritual connection with him. The soul-soul connection means that the two are Taoist companions recognized by the law of heaven.
Lu Heng didn't understand why he created the illusion of a Taoist companion in this illusion.
What made Lu Heng even more puzzled was that he was very familiar with this divine soul.
This is his disciple, Yan Zhang's soul fluctuates.
In the sea of flowers, broke into a person.
The man was wearing a Taoist robe of a disciple of the Tianyuan Xianzong, with a long body and an unparalleled handsomeness. This person is Yan Zhang who was separated from Lu Heng as soon as he entered the secret realm.
As soon as Yan Zhang entered the secret realm, he was separated from his master. The place where he was located was far away from the place where the boulder was located.
Yan Zhang couldn't bear to be separated from his master for too long in this strange secret realm. He is very familiar with this secret realm, because before, he has become the master of this secret realm.
When he first came to this secret realm, Yan Zhang was only a mortal and could not let the secret realm recognize his master. Now that Yan Zhang is a Jindan cultivation base, if he wants to find the master as quickly as possible, he naturally uses the secret realm for his own use.
After recognizing the master, Yan Zhang could see everything that happened in the secret realm. He happened to see the scene where Shizun stabbed Gong Xihao with his sword backhand. Seeing that the master was injured and returned to the sea of flowers, Yan Zhang wanted to drive the big array to kill the Gong Xihao, but found that his cultivation was not enough to launch a powerful killing move, so he had no choice but to force the Gong Xihao out of the secret realm.
Afterwards, Yan Zhang hurriedly activated the teleportation formation and came to this sea of flowers.
He hurried to Lu Heng, who was lying in the sea of flowers, worried that the other party was too injured to move. Yan Zhang knew that there was only one illusion in this sea of flowers, but with the firm Dao heart of his master, it was impossible to be fascinated by the illusion.
However, after seeing Master, Yan Zhang was shocked. He saw that his master's eyes were tightly closed, and there was a hint of blush on his cold face, and even the color of his lips, which had always been light, became red.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yan Zhang crouched down and raised his hand to find out what happened to Lu Heng.
Before he could touch the opponent, Yan Zhang's hand was tightly grasped.
Yan Zhang's breathing was a mess: "Master, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Zhang was pushed to the ground, and then his body sank. This man, who he had coveted for ten years, fell into his arms just like that.
Yan Zhang's heart was disturbed. The Dao Heart is unstable, and he is also caught in an illusion.
The rare and rare spirit flowers were ruthlessly crushed into the mud under the rolling body.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Heng finally escaped from the illusion. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in the sea of flowers with a Taoist robe on his body.
Lu Heng rolled over and sat up, only to see Yan Zhang kneeling in front of him.
"Disciple made a big mistake, please master to punish."
"The last time, was it you?"
"Yes." Yan Zhang raised his head and looked directly into Lu Heng's eyes, "I just ask Shizun not to expel me from the teacher's door, even if I am abolished and cultivated, I am willing to be a handyman disciple above Wenjian Peak. "