Feng Ci was looking for Pei Qianyue to take the initiative to enter the magic spirit cauldron, so after he deciphered this thing, the magic spirit cauldron automatically sent him to the place he went to.
—Pei Qianyue's memory as the base, weaving the illusion.
Three hundred years of Lingwu Mountain.
These days, Feng Ci tried to find out what happened in the past more than once, but Pei Qianyue always avoided talking about it. Feng Ci could probably guess that this probably wasn't a very good experience.
It's just that he didn't arrive, and he finally learned the truth in this way.
Feng Ci sighed silently, and walked towards the woods.
He had already been to Lingwu Mountain once in the secret place of Hanshan Temple, and he was quite familiar with the mountain road. Feng Ci walked towards the mountain with ease, not far, and saw the familiar cave.
Feng Ci was entering the cave when he heard soft rustling in the grass.
He followed the sound and saw a black snake slowly crawling across the grass.
The body of an adult black snake is as thick as a man's arm, and its scales are covered with intricate and gorgeous patterns. It walked quietly in the grass, and suddenly seemed to notice something, and turned its head slightly.
A pair of clear and bright golden eyes were revealed.
They were exactly the same as those eyes in Feng Ci's memory.
The black snake looked towards where Feng Ci was, but saw nothing, turned around and continued to crawl towards the cave, and transformed into a human form the moment it reached the cave. The man's appearance was no different from the Pei Qianyue that Feng Ci knew, and his temperament was softer, which made him look younger than before.
In his hand he holds a bouquet of freshly picked, dewy, pale pink flowers.
Pei Qianyue narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a smile on his lips, he said softly, "Master, I'm back."
The man walked into the cave, and Feng Ci came out from behind the tree.
He guessed right, this place is indeed an illusion created by Pei Qianyue's memory. And in order for him not to doubt the authenticity of this illusion, he completely returned to the past in the illusion, returning to the appearance before all this happened.
Feng Ci's physical body has not been lost, and his eyes have not yet lost his sight.
The most wicked part of this magic weapon is here.
It first peeps into the memory of the intruder, looking for the most painful memories in this life, and then creates an illusion to pull people into it, allowing people to re-experience their painful past step by step.
Although everything in Lingwu Mountain seems to be normal at this time, Feng Ci knows that something will happen soon.
As for how to break this illusion, it is not difficult to say.
Illusions exist on the basis of human consciousness, and everything that happens in the illusion is formed to deceive consciousness. As long as people wake up their consciousness and understand that seeing and feeling are all illusions, the illusion will be solved naturally.
This doesn't mean that Feng Ci can rush to Pei Qianyue directly to wake him up.
People who fall into the illusion can resist everything outside the illusion or try to break the illusion.
Once Fengci fails to awaken, it is likely to arouse hostility. This illusion is formed entirely by Pei Qianyue's consciousness. If Feng Ci becomes hostile, at least it will drive Feng Ci out of the illusion, and at worst it may even make him lose his mind.
He can't afford to gamble.
Feng Ci thought for a moment, then hid his breath and followed into the cave.
Just like what I encountered in the secret place of Hanshan Temple, the interior of this cave is complex and has countless caves. It's not hard to find Pei Qianyue, because he has been talking to people in a low voice.
Following the light and gentle voice, Fengci quickly came to the depths of the cave.
In the depths of the cave, there is a stone bed.
The young man in white was lying on the bed, his face was rosy and calm, as if he was just asleep.
The pale pink bouquet was placed on the bedside, and Pei Qianyue knelt by the stone bed, staring at the sleeping young man on the bed without turning his eyes.
After transforming into a human form, those golden eyes also changed back to ordinary black, still very beautiful. There is an indelible softness and tenderness in those bright eyes, which is very affectionate.
So bright and so dazzling.
Feng Ci stood behind a stone wall, looking at the man's silhouette, it was difficult to take his eyes off his face.
He suddenly regretted it.
How could he be willing to let such a dazzling person be trapped in this deep mountain alone for so many years.
Pei Qianyue said again: "...Master, I have finished learning all the cheats you left behind, and today I practiced swordsmanship thirty times."
"How long will it take before I can reach your level."
"Someone came to break into the magic circle of Lingwu Mountain again every day. They said that there is a method of ascension in this mountain." Speaking of this, Pei Qianyue smiled softly, "It would be great if there was."
Pei Qianyue chatted with the young man.
The current Pei Qianyue is not very talkative in Fengci, but it is not the case in this illusion. He talked about everything he had seen and heard in detail, and he could even talk about such a small thing as a fox cub being born in a den of foxes this year, and he could talk about it for a long time.
"... Well, I met a man at the foot of the mountain today. He said his name is Rong Ji, and he is the current owner of Langfeng City. He told me many things."
"It turns out that after all these years, there are still descendants of the master, and they still believe in the master."
"But they say you're dead."
"How is it possible, you said you would come back."
Pei Qianyue leaned against the stone bed, stretched out his hand, and gently held the young man's hand that had fallen by the bed. He only held it vaguely, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
"Rong Ji said I was crazy, so I beat him up." Pei Qianyue smiled happily and cruelly, "Next time he says something like that, I will kill him."
Feng Ci leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes gently.
Pei Qianyue's low voice echoed in the cave. He talked for a long time, but at the end he had nothing to say and fell silent.
Feng Ci looked back, Pei Qianyue buried his head in the young man's palm, motionless.
After a long time, the muffled voice resounded in the cave: "I really... miss you very much."
***
Time in the illusion passed quickly, and the alternation of day and night did not last in a blink of an eye.
For a good day, nothing happened in Lingwu Mountain.
Feng Ci saw that Pei Qianyue went out to practice exercises every morning, and when he came back, he brought a bouquet of flowers to the young man, talked to him for a while, and read the secret books he left behind.
Day after day, life can be called boring.
But such a boring life, he has lived for three thousand years.
The more Feng Ci looked at it, the more unpleasant it became. He did know what happened in the past. If the price was to let Pei Qianyue experience it again, he would rather not.
There was the rustling sound of snakes crawling again from the cave, Feng Ci hid behind the stone wall and made a secret decision.
If there is no chance to wake up Pei Qianyue in the illusion, he can only take the risk of appearing in front of this person.
It's better than waiting forever like this.
A light appeared outside the cave, it should be Pei Qianyue who turned into a human. Feng Ci took a deep breath and was walking out when he suddenly asked, "Who?"
Feng Ci paused.
He soon realized that Pei Qianyue wasn't talking to him.
A plain white figure appeared in the cave without warning, Feng Ci turned his head to look, and saw the long hair that almost fell to the ground, and the unparalleled handsome profile.
"...Master." Pei Qianyue was stunned.
The young man stood in the light-dark hole, and smiled faintly at him: "Long time no see, Xiao Hei."
***
Feng Ci used to be, maybe Pei Qianyue did something, or someone secretly manipulated something that caused his puppet posture to wake up.
But nothing.
His physical body just woke up without warning.
In other words, the person who acted secretly was very subtle. Not only did Pei Qianyue not notice it, even Feng Ci, a bystander, didn't see any flaws.
It's not without flaws either.
clatter—
The young man fell to the ground and overturned the ceramic vase on the bedside and the fresh bouquet that Pei Qianyue had just picked this morning.
"Master!" Pei Qianyue walked quickly to his side and helped him up, "Dang."
Pei Qianyue helped him sit back on the bed, without looking at the bouquet of flowers and broken porcelain scattered on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do, I'll help you."
Youth will not.
His face was extremely pale, and he looked down at his hands, his expression still calm: "This flesh body..."
Pei Qianyue said: "Perhaps the master hasn't used this physical body for a long time, and the soul can't fuse with the physical body for the time being, and after a while—"
"It's been ten days." The young man said, "I don't have any spiritual power, it's hard to move around... Isn't this a useless person?"
The young man's tone was very slow, as if he was not fluent. He said that his expression did not fluctuate at this time, as if he was just stating a trivial matter.
"No!" Pei Qianyue's tone was rarely irritable, and he took a deep breath before slowing down his tone, "I will find a way, you won't keep doing this... I won't let you keep doing this."
The young man looked up at him.
He stared at Pei Qianyue for a long time, his expression seemed to be puzzled, and after a while he suddenly said, "Are you afraid of me leaving?"
Pei Qianyue was startled and lowered his eyes.
Of course he was afraid.
He was afraid that the young man would simply leave here again because he could not integrate with the flesh. This time, I am afraid I will never come back.
"What you're afraid of is getting lost again." The young man said young, "I understand."
Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, as if he had vaguely noticed something: "Master?"
The young man raised his hand little by little.
His movements were still very stiff, his hands touched Pei Qianyue's side face, and he raised it gently and slowly.
"I won't go." The young man stared at Pei Qianyue with his quiet eyes, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."
The distance between the two of them was extremely close in an instant. Pei Qianyue had never been so close to his master before, and his ears felt slightly hot.
He subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes: "Master, do you still remember the owner of Langfeng City that I know? Langfeng City is the most powerful sect in the world. I'll go ask him, maybe they will have a solution."
The young man let go of his hand and nodded slowly: "Okay."
Pei Qianyue left the cave quickly, looking from behind, it seemed that he was running away. Feng Ci came out from behind the stone wall, but did not follow.
He looked at the young man sitting on the stone bed with complicated feelings.
At present, this young man is clearly just a shell without soul. Its behavior is terribly stiff, saying that it only depends on the memories and personality inherited from Feng Ci's brain, and the emotions it perceives from Pei Qianyue.
But Pei Qianyue didn't doubt his identity at all.
I don't know if it's because of the chaos, or I have already noticed something is wrong and I don't want to admit it.
Feng Ci sighed silently, just as he walked out of the stone wall, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
A gust of wind blew up out of thin air in the cave, and the placed items were scattered everywhere. The gust of wind whipped up the young man's clothes and he raised his head, a tall figure covered in white mist quietly landed in front of him.
It was difficult to describe what that person looked like, his facial features were completely hidden in the white mist, and even his gender and age were vague. But when he stood there, he was solemn and solemn, making all living beings bow down unconsciously.
Feng Ci's pupils suddenly constricted.
He has seen this man.
On the day when he prayed for heaven to come down and save the human race from the fire and water.
— Heaven.
The young man called out in a low voice: "Father."
That white mist-like figure was condescending, and an ancient and distant voice sounded in the cave.
"This body is too powerful. To fully awaken it, you need to take a living creature with extremely strong spiritual power."
"Only by offering sacrifices voluntarily can you restore the power of your soul and become immortal."
"Hurry up, there's not much time left..."
Tiandao's figure drifted into the cave following the distant and ancient voice. Feng Ci stared blankly at the place where he disappeared, feeling cold from head to toe.
I see…
Heaven sent down divine power and turned his body into a puppet. But this puppet is not complete. In order for the puppet to regain its strength, someone must sacrifice voluntarily.
A big demon who has cultivated for three thousand years, there is nothing in this room that can compare to his eyes.
Who else in this room would be willing to sacrifice voluntarily for him.
Did he personally... take away Pei Qianyue's eyes