It had no idea that it had not been able to completely cut off the new consciousness that was born in its body.
Even because of the damage to its origin, its self has shown signs of merging with the new consciousness...
This is really terrible.
Its state has become strange since then.
I often can’t tell who I am. Sometimes I am preparing to transform into blood mist and suck blood and flesh to restore myself, and the next second I am sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting Buddhist teachings…
The reason why it could clearly separate its two selves at this moment was because it had just paid a huge price to cut off its tail last night.
But even so, it still could not completely separate the strange consciousness from its body.
In fact, the more it separates, the more it feels that the consciousness is having a deeper impact on its origin.
There is no way to go on like this. Perhaps if it happens a few more times, its self will be truly assimilated.
It seemed to have understood why the person in the Buddhist community would let it act alone outside the Buddhist community.
At this moment, it regained its self and looked forward.
On a hill, there is a dilapidated temple.
“Ha…hahahahaha…”
"Five days... five whole days! I was trapped in this crappy secret realm for five whole days! In the end, I ended up back to square one! Hahahahaha..."
A crazy smile uglier than crying appeared on its already ugly rat face.
But in the next moment, its laughter suddenly stopped and turned into an expression of emotion.
"Amitabha, the origin of karma is the end of karma, the beginning of karma is also the end of karma, this secret realm is in line with the mystery of Buddhism, good at fighting, good at fighting..."
“Tsk.”
The mouse, who had regained the high ground of consciousness, controlled its body and smacked its tongue. It was about to curse a few more times, but suddenly found that the dilapidated temple seemed a little different from what it had seen before.
There was a place outside the ruined temple that was a strangely dark color, with an inexplicable black gas rising faintly.
The door of the dilapidated temple was also wide open at this time.
(Anyone else coming in?)
Because it was fighting with another consciousness for control of the body, it was unable to notice that there seemed to be an outsider's presence in the ruined temple.
After a slight hesitation, golden light flashed in its eyes.
This is the Buddhist pupil technique, and it is one of the techniques it has "learned" in the past few days.
Just like another consciousness is unable to use its innate magical powers, the effectiveness of its use of this Buddhist technique will also be greatly reduced.
But the effect is still somewhat effective.
It quickly saw the figure inside the ruined temple.
From a human perspective, the woman might have reached the level of being extremely beautiful.
And the man leaning behind her...
That handsome face, that familiar black outfit...
The Holy Son of Demon Sect? !
“Haha…hahahaha!”
A crazy smile appeared on its rat face again.
"Hallucination...Another hallucination! Haha, it's fake, it's all fake!"
Chapter 181: This illusion is quite real? (Second update)
This time, the mouse laughed particularly crazily.
Even tears are coming out.
But it was not laughing at anything else, but at its own pathetic, pitiful and helpless self.
It knew in its heart that the Holy Son of Demon Sect appearing before its eyes was definitely just an illusion.
Because it is impossible for it to meet that hateful guy now.
When it was backstabbed by Buddhism and forced to undergo Buddhist teachings, a spell was also cast on it.
The fate is over.
This is an extremely powerful magical power, which even involves rules.
From that moment on, its relationship with the Holy Son of Demon Sect was completely severed.
This means that from then on it will never have any relationship with the other party again, and they will never meet each other again.
This is also the only insurance that Buddhism has put on it.
(Heh, that Demon Sect Saint probably still doesn’t know what kind of existence is targeting him?)
(It's a pity that he is too weak. If he were strong enough, he might be able to make Buddhism pay a price. It would be best if he died and Buddhism was seriously injured... In that case, both my revenge would be avenged.)
(… But this time the hallucination came really quickly.)
The mouse's laughter gradually subsided, but a hint of sadness appeared in its eyes.
This was not the first time it had experienced hallucinations.
Ever since its tail-cutting survival technique failed to kill another consciousness, whenever its self-consciousness began to deteriorate, it would start to have hallucinations.
This means that it will gradually become unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
When it finally evolves to the point where it can no longer distinguish itself, it has no choice but to cut off its tail again to quench its thirst.
The Holy Son of the Demon Sect is a frequent visitor in its hallucinations.
After all, it was that guy who indirectly caused it to fall into this situation now, and it also learned some real secrets about him. With the combination of multiple factors, that guy has become its inner demon in a sense.
However, after experiencing many hallucinations, what it is least afraid of now is the illusion of the Holy Son of Demon.
It might have felt uneasy at the beginning, but as the phantoms of the Demon Sect's Holy Son, which were almost identical to his real body, disappeared from its sight again and again, it finally understood what kind of special technique the Buddhist technique of extinction was that was cast on it.
It might be possible for it to see the Holy Son of Demon Sect again, but the possibility is almost much smaller than the probability of a person successfully ascending to heaven in one step.
Look towards the direction of the ruined temple again.
"Haha, this illusion is still like this. It looks just like the real thing."
A sneer appeared at the corner of the mouse's mouth.
The phantom of the Holy Son of the Demon Sect in the dilapidated temple seemed to have noticed his approach. He stood up from the ground with the woman in his arms and looked at his position with a wary look on his face.
In his hand, the familiar cube-shaped magic weapon was slowly rotating, emitting terrifying aura fluctuations.
(But who is that woman? Why does she appear in my hallucination?)
The mouse was a little confused and distracted for a moment, but another consciousness took over.
"Amitabha, all phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning..."
"Are you sick?!"
It suppressed the second consciousness and spat.
But then it rubbed its eyes again...
The illusory woman in the arms of the Holy Son of the Illusionary Demon Sect disappeared
Ha, it turned out to be just an illusion at the beginning. It came suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly.
Looking back, the Demon Sect Saint had already walked out of the ruined temple. The cube magic weapon in his hand had begun to gradually transform, just like what he had seen on the day when the Demon Weapon Pavilion opened. The next moment, it turned into a familiar long sword...
(Sure enough, it was just an initial illusion. How could the magic weapon of the Demon Sect Saint have only this much power?)
The mouse sneered in his heart.
It is constantly giving itself psychological hints to minimize the effect of the hallucination on it.
If you directly believe that the illusion is real, the process of losing the ability to distinguish between reality and illusion will immediately accelerate.
Moreover, the illusion it saw before its eyes was really too crude.
As a rat that had personally experienced the terrifying sword strike from the Demon Sect's Holy Son, it knew too well the tremendous power of that sword strike.
A sword that reaches the sky is not an exaggeration.
But what about the knife in front of me at this moment
Although it has an appearance very similar to the Tongtian Sword, it seems to have shrunk a lot, and its power is barely half of the level of a Nascent Soul Sword at best.
You dare to treat this as an illusion? Isn't your level too low
Thinking of this, the mouse felt a little relieved.
It seems that although my condition has worsened, it is not too unacceptable.
At least for now, the hallucinations cannot affect me.
So instead of stopping its flight, it accelerated a bit.
Sure enough, the Saint of the Illusion Demon Sect showed hesitation on his face, and the illusion knife in his hand only fell slightly without being completely cut down.
"Humph, an illusion is an illusion!"
The mouse landed in front of the dilapidated temple and raised its head towards the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.
However, when it got closer, it felt that although the illusion this time was not as powerful as before, some details seemed to be better than before.
For example, the phantom of the Demon Sect Saint was now showing a wary but puzzled expression, and whispered to himself: "Hallucination?"
It seems like he is a little confused about the situation.
If the real Saint of the Demon Sect was here, perhaps he would behave like this
"But you are still too naive. You can't fool me with just an illusion!"
Well, recognizing the illusion can help one’s ego maintain awareness of reality.
Thinking of this, it was not in a hurry to do anything else. Instead, it looked at the phantom of the Holy Son of Demon in front of it.
(Hiss—this hallucination really does look like that...)
No, I can’t read any further, otherwise it might have the opposite effect!
When this thought came to his mind, he no longer looked at the phantom in front of him, but turned his head and walked into the temple.
The first thing you see is the headless Buddha statue.
The next moment, a look of compassion appeared on its face.
"Buddha have mercy on me!"
Put your claws together.
… …
Luo Wusheng looked at the scene happening before his eyes with a strange expression.
Is this guy in front of me really the rat demon I saw before
There is no doubt about its appearance. It might be hard to find another mouse as ugly as this one in the whole world.
But the other party's behavior was a little too weird.
Looking inside the ruined temple, the mouse who had just knelt on the ground and chanted the Buddha's name had a painful expression on his face. He rolled on the ground in a rage and cursed something. Luo Wusheng, who was holding the Wuxiang long sword lightly in one hand, fell into deep thought.
He was a little hesitant just now whether he should directly attack the rat demon with a knife.
But in the end I didn't do that.
Firstly, he couldn't sense much hostility from the rat demon. The other party had even discovered him, but there was no spiritual fluctuation at all, which made him feel weird.
Secondly, there are not many onlookers here now, so the true power of Wuxiang cannot be brought into play, and it is difficult to achieve the effect of deciding the outcome with one blow.
Well, since the other party has not shown any hostility for the time being, it would be better to take a look at the specific situation first.
So, looking at the situation in front of him, Luo Wusheng touched his chin.
(I always feel a little broken...)