As soon as the body entered the phantom array, the surrounding scenery was quickly distorted, and the mist rushed over, full of eagerness, as if the prey that was afraid of stepping on accidentally ran away.
Yu Zhen hummed coldly, looking back towards the road, and seeing that Yin Yan was no longer visible, turning his wrist, facing the thick fog is a sword: "I'm in a hurry, but I don't have time to play a small game here. , Scattered!"
Pseudo-celestial energy wrapped in golden light of merit and smashed straight towards the fog ahead. The thick fog was like a paper torn by violence. It was torn by immortal energy and golden light of merit to give a clear line of scenery. Yu Zhen stepped in and took a closer look. Can't help but sneer.
Behind the mist, there is actually the goddamn mountain scene in the back!
"I don't know if the routine is useless after using it too many times." He raised his head and looked at the elders who were drinking and singing in the clouds, gathering aura on his feet, flying up, his body soaring, his lips curled and smiled, "Thank you You give me a chance to vent again, the enemy really can't get rid of his hatred even after killing a few times!"
Huh—
Immortal Qi Huablade rushed towards the elders who were sitting around drinking with a strong killing intent.
The blood burst, and the person who was talking and laughing loudly the previous second fell into a pool of blood and disappeared into black smoke.
Yu Zhen accepts the sword, showing disgust.
"Sure enough, it is a low-level phantom array. It can only illusion the appearance, not the inside. The group of elders are not so weak."
He broke this hurdle in the Bronzebeard illusion, but he finally passed it by burning the jade and the stone.
As I was thinking, there was a strong wind suddenly behind me, and the familiar, slightly cool voice coldly shouted: "Where is the evil barrier, dare to hurt me and ask the Tianzong disciple!"
He froze for a moment, and dodged the blow on his side. Looking back, he saw that his beloved master was wearing a robe of the Sect Master Qin Tianzong, rushing towards this side again with disgust and murderous aura.
"He's X!"
He couldn't help being rough, watching a familiar person attack with an unfamiliar expression and killing intent, and tightening his hand holding the peach wood sword, he was about to explode, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Trash fantasy, you don't know me. Do you hate Master wearing these clothes the most! You dare to pretend to be Master, even pretending to be such a ghost, looking for death!"
Spiritual energy skyrocketed again, and attacked the "Master" who had rushed forward with a more violent aura than last time.
boom!
The fake master was blasted into black smoke and dissipated directly.
Yu Zhen received his sword, frowning as he watched the scene of the mountain scenery gradually disappearing around him.
Fortunately, the power of this phantom formation is not strong, and it can be scattered directly. He doesn't want to see Master's death, even if it is fake!
After the mountain scene shattered, it revealed the familiar view of the apartment. He was standing at the door of the bedroom, placing his hand on the doorknob of the bedroom, and there was a vague sound of love between men and women.
Click.
The blue veins on his forehead jumped straight, and he broke the door handle directly.
Good good! After a while, I will come back for a while, focusing on the master. Today, if he doesn't tear this illusion into pieces, he will write the name upside down!
"As soon as I have been a beast for a few days, there is no ordinary person in this world who can stand it except me! I don't know how to make it more real when I make a fantasy!"
He gritted his teeth, took a step back, turned around and went to the kitchen, took out the cooking oil and returned to the door of the bedroom.
boom.
The fire ignited and spread quickly, distorting and dimming the familiar warm apartment in front of him.
He retreated outside the fire, glanced at the door of the room where no one came out to this point, snorted coldly, gathered aura in his hand and waved, adding a little more fuel to the fire.
Wow.
The illusion could not withstand such a violent spiritual fire, and it shattered and dissipated, revealing the appearance of the dense fog itself again.
Yu Zhen was in a terrible mood by these two illusions one after another, she couldn't help but slashed with two swords into the thick fog, and said in an aura: "You come again! Is this level over? You can actually take the illusion. It's so nasty and despicable, it's worthy of evil repair's handwriting, and it really will find the most disgusting point of human nature!"
Bai Wu tore a few holes, revealing the faint sight afterwards, and didn't close it again.
After finishing venting, Yu Zhen calmed down a bit, his eyes swept back and forth among these faint sights, frowned, took out the dusty hair and prayer beads, and poured aura into it.
In the same phantom array, it becomes much easier to use personal objects to locate someone's position, and the misleading influence will be reduced accordingly.
After some searching and calculation, the amount of floating dust and hair was too small, and the breath was not enough to be contaminated, and no useful information could be calculated. The Buddha beads started to heat up and pointed to one of the few cracks ahead.
Yu Zhen looked at the gap where the Buddha beads were pointing, and faintly saw the palace scene inside, frowned, put the Buddha beads on his wrist, and walked in.
It crashed, as if it had crossed an invisible barrier, the dense fog faded, and the surrounding environment gradually became clear. In front of you were the ancient streets with busy traffic, and all the people passing by were wearing ancient costumes.
Yu Zhen hurriedly waved his hand to change his dress, and turned into the appearance of an ancient person. He touched the increasingly restless Buddhist beads on his wrists and walked in the direction indicated by the beads.
As he walked more and more, there were fewer people around him, and the house was getting bigger and bigger. When he followed the prayer beads to a majestic mansion, he was screamed by the soldier at the door handle of the mansion and blocked him. pace.
"The palace is in a heavy place, the idlers are not allowed to approach, and they don't leave quickly!"
Yu Zhen stopped, glanced at the words Qing Dynasty Palace on the door, brushed a row of ellipsis in his heart, said offensively to the soldier at the gate, turned and left, then concealed his figure after leaving the soldier's line of sight, and shrank directly. Inch, entered this heavily guarded palace.
Covering his figure and following the prayer beads, he walked outside a gorgeous courtyard. He glanced at the densely packed guards with knives inside and outside the courtyard, somewhat surprised.
I thought that Shi Qingyuan in the fantasy realm was a prince under one person and over ten thousand people, trapped by power, but now it seems that something is wrong? Shi Qingyuan is locked up
He muttered a little, no longer delayed, and straightened into the inner room.
"who is it?"
Indoors, Shi Qing Yuanzheng, dressed as an ancient man, was sitting behind the desk with a book. Ming Ming Yuzhen came in with a cover, but he was still sensitive to find someone coming in. He raised his eyes sharply and looked over. Wrong place.
Yu Zhen looked curiously at the appearance of his long-haired robe, with bad water in his stomach, deliberately not showing his figure, and approached him.
Shi Qingyuan's gaze swept around, his body language was very tight, but his expression remained the same, and he said, "When you come, you are a guest, why don't the knights show up for a while?"
"I showed up and asked you to call out that the guys outside chopped me out?" Yu Zhen stood behind him, bent over and blew a breath towards the back of his neck, then her figure flashed, showing herself in front of his book case. Shaped, and took away the book in his hand while he turned his head and looked back.
When Shi Qingyuan's hand was empty, he realized that he was being tricked. He turned his head and looked forward. He was just about to start calling someone. He glanced at Yu Zhen's face and the Buddhist beads on his wrist, his eyes widened slightly, and he was stunned. Stood up: "It's you!"
"Master, what happened?"
His voice was too loud, and immediately attracted the attention of the guard outside the door.
Shi Qingyuan quickly reduced his emotions, and looked a little strangely at Yu Zhen, who turned to look at the sound after hearing the sound, coughed, raised his voice and replied: "No problem, this king accidentally dropped the book, don't panic. ."
"Yes!" The guard responded, and the voice disappeared.
Shi Qingyuan immediately walked out from behind the book case and stood in front of Yu Zhen, his eyes fixed on him, a little excited.
Yu Zhen was a little hairy by him, moved back without a trace, waved the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, and said, "That Shi... No, Lord, what's the matter with the group of guys outside? And you are full of houses. Zijingshu..."
If it weren't for the gorgeous layout of the room, he would almost think it was a library in the temple.
Sure enough, no matter how the illusion changes, Shi Qingyuan’s essence of Buddhism cannot be changed, but I don’t know if Shi Qingyuan is devoted to the Buddha and doesn’t seem to miss power, how could he still be trapped in the illusion.
Shi Qingyuan still looked at him faintly excited, and said: "Xianchang..."
"Wait, wait!" Yu Zhen finally realized something was wrong, and he looked at his expression carefully, confirming that he had been lost in the illusion and did not remember the things of the world, but judging from what he said just now, He seems to know himself.
Yu Zhen frowned, how it seemed that his own appearance had become a part of Shi Qing Yuan Fantasy Realm.
The person in the illusion cannot be forced to wake up, he has to wake up himself. He came here to take Shi Qingyuan out, but he did not also become a part of the illusion, deepening Shi Qingyuan's degree of addiction.
You can't follow Shi Qingyuan's thinking, you have to do it right.
With an idea in his mind, he deliberately made an unpredictable look and asked: "Do you know me?"
Shi Qingyuan was interrupted by him. He seemed to have recovered a bit of reason, and a little bit of his emotions, and explained: "This king... No, the junior has seen the immortal in a dream before, and the immortal promised to be in danger in the younger generation. When you save the younger generation from the water and fire, when you show up, you will carry a string of Buddhist beads tokens on your body. Now that the king is trapped by his father, you really are..."
"Wait, wait, wait." Yu Zhen interrupted him again, and asked with a weird expression: "Have you ever dreamed of me? Are you sure I will wear this?" He shook his head while wearing a prayer bead. wrist.
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Shi Qingyuan faded from his excitement, frowned slightly, nodded, and said, "What the younger generation said is true, and the immortal long reacted in this way. What's wrong?"
"Let me take care of it and wait a minute." Yu Zhen rubbed his forehead, touched the Buddhist beads, frowned and thought.
Shi Qingyuan included himself in the illusion plot, and said that he would save him with prayer beads, which proved that he subconsciously knew that he was trapped in a predicament, and the clues of his staying outside would lead to clues. Come to the reinforcements and rescue him.
If this is the case, then doesn't it seem like you don't have to be too confrontational? Shi Qingyuan seems to be fascinated by the illusion, but he still has a sense of reason. So now Shi Qingyuan can’t get out of trouble, mostly because he has obstacles in his heart, and then it manifests in the way of illusion, unable to escape by himself, hoping to have someone else help.
If you think about it this way, the current predicament should be Shi Qingyuan's recent heart failure.
After figuring out the key, he coughed and looked at Shi Qingyuan, curled his lips, smiled, and said, "I am not a fairy, you have admitted the wrong person."
Shi Qingyuan obviously didn't believe it, and asked: "Xianzhang, but what did the junior offend you, junior..."
"Don't don't, don't call me a fairy, and don't call myself a junior. I have a psychological shadow of this claim. In fact, I am a few years younger than you. Just call me Yu Zhen." Yu Zhen waved his hand to interrupt him. If it is said, Brother Shichen put him on his shoulders well, and said while leading him to the inner room: "Walk around, this is not a place to talk, it is easy to be heard by the crowd outside, let's go inside."
As a prince, Shi Qingyuan has never been so "rudely" treated. He walked in with him stiffly, his expression tangled: "Xian...How old are you younger than me? But in my dream..."
"Dreams are not necessarily true." Yu Zhen seated him on a stool in the inner room, and arranging the sleeves of his robe quite artificially, and said: "Actually... I am a killer."
"..."
There was a room of silence, and Shi Qingyuan looked at him like a lunatic talking nonsense.
Yu Zhen raised her eyebrows: "You don't believe it?"
Shi Qingyuan shook his head straight: "Xian, you don't have the bloody scent of a killer."
"...Anyway, I'm a killer. If you don't believe me, take a look at this hand." Yu Zhen waved his hand, the spiritual energy came out of his body, and he took the door of the inner room in the air, and the seeds popped out in his hand.
Crackling.
"Master! What's wrong with you?"
When the guard heard the movement and commotion, Yu Zhen disappeared in front of Shi Qingyuan's face and disappeared indoors.
A bunch of guards rushed in, and Shi Qingyuan sat on a stool, quickly gathered the shock in his heart, glanced at the fragment of the vase at the door, and waved his hand: "It's okay, the king accidentally broke the vase and let people come. Clean it up."
This is the second time I've been accidental today. The head guard felt something was wrong. He carefully observed the inner room, but didn't see anything wrong. He had to suppress the doubts and replied with a yes, and went out with someone.
Not a single maid came in and swept the vase out, and carefully closed the door when she left.
Yu Zhen showed his figure again, smiled triumphantly at Shi Qingyuan, and said, "Believe it now, I'm really a killer."
Shi Qingyuan looked at him for a long time, but for a long time, he had no choice but to accept the fact that something was wrong in his cognition, and asked: "Then are you here to help me? Or are you here to kill me?"
"It depends on what you can tell me." Yu Zhen walked to him and sat down, playing with the exquisite tea cup on the table, pointing to the outside, and asking: "Tell me first, how could you be a prince? Locked in your own home?"
Shi Qingyuan glanced at the buddha beads on his wrist, and then at his bright eyes, unreservedly speaking out of his current predicament.
He said for a long time, but to summarize what he said, it was unexpectedly simple and clear, that is-he wanted to become a monk, but his emperor father refused to let him, insisted on letting him become the emperor, and locked him up for this reason. In the room, I was afraid that he would not want to go to shave, and planned to point him to a marriage.
"Actually, I know my father’s concerns. The host of Huguo Temple once said that I have six roots that are impure, and that I still have one feeling. In addition, I still have a few brothers watching around. He is worried that once I enter the temple, without the protection of the prince, I will be driven to death by my brothers."
As Shi Qingyuan was talking, he couldn't help but sighed long, his eyebrows were full of bitterness: "But if you want to survive love, you must get married, and once married, how can I leave an innocent woman behind and let her suffer from me? Involved and lonely all my life."
Yu Zhen didn't expect Shi Qingyuan's predicament to be like this, and he almost sighed inwardly.
The natural Buddha cultivation is really terrible, and you can be a monk wherever you go.
But the illusion is a reflection of the human mind, and there will be such a dilemma. Could it be that the mind of the Buddha in the real world is also swaying, and who has moved the mortal heart without knowing it
Yu Zhen couldn't help but carefully observe Shi Qingyuan, gossip thinking about which girl Shi Qingyuan would like, and made a decision after making a distress, and said, "I don't think you are a bad person, let's Encountering is destiny, and I will help you overcome your predicament!"
Shi Qingyuan's eyes lit up and he looked forward to asking, "Is there a way to persuade my father?"
Yu Zhen nodded.
Shi Qingyuan became more excited and asked, "What is the solution?"
"Go and tell your father, you are not a monk, you must study government affairs, and then let your father make you a prince."
Shi Qingyuan was stunned, then frowned: "This..."
"Do you know how to advance with retreat? You have to be free before doing anything. You are locked up like this. Apart from time-consuming, what progress can be made?" Yu Zhen raised his hand on his shoulder and patted hard. He took a shot and said confidently: "Trust me, I promise to make you a monk. No one dares to take this opportunity to harm you. Go ahead. I'll wait for your good news."
The strength of the pat on the shoulder is very reassuring. Shi Qingyuan looked at him, obviously unstable, but strangely and very so that people want to trust and rely on. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, got up and said, "Then I'm here. Just go into the palace to see Emperor Father, Xian... Yu Zhen, wait for my news at home."
Yu Zhen waved his hand, took out a bag of flower cakes from the pagoda and started eating. He was a little hungry when he was busy till now.
After changing things out of thin air, Shi Qingyuan was taken aback for a while, looking at the appearance of eating with his head buried in food, a little like to laugh, shook his head, and walked out.
Although the emperor locked Shi Qingyuan, he didn't say that he would not be allowed to go anywhere. It is still possible to enter the palace. As soon as he left, all the guards guarding the door were withdrawn, and Yu Zhen was so bored that he simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The time in the phantom formation is not the same as the outside time, and the matter of breaking the formation is urgent and can't come. It's better to recharge your energy first.
I don't know how long I slept. I was dreaming that Yin Yan was graciously holding a plate of eight-treasure rabbits to feed him. The body was suddenly shaken, and Shi Qingyuan's voice sounded nearby.
"Yu Zhen, wake up and go to bed after dinner."
He opened his eyes in a daze, saw the carved bed tent above his head, he was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that it was an illusion. He sat up and pulled the robe that was messy and rubbed on him, and looked at the prince's gorgeous robe beside him. Yuan asked, "Is it all done?"
Shi Qingyuan turned his head away from his sight, not looking at the small half-chest that was exposed after his clothes were torn apart, and replied: "It's done, my father has already withdrawn my restraint. Allow me to go to the court tomorrow and consider waiting. After the influence of the foot restraint passed, I was made the prince."
"You father the emperor really loves you, what you say is what you say, and this palace, the prince will first seal your prince before he decides, tut." Yu Zhen shook his head, got up and stretched his waist, turning around to see Shi Qingyuan Sitting still, he asked, "Isn't going to eat? Why did you start staying here?"
Shi Qingyuan lowered his head and stood up and said, "I was not in a daze, but... My father really loved me. Back then, my mother and concubine died to save my father. My uncles also died for the country. My father felt ashamed of me, so Always promised me to take his place."
"Why are you so miserable in this life?" Yu Zhen waved his hand to tidy the messy hair and hair, no matter how amazing the scene seemed to Shi Qingyuan, he rubbed his face and said, "Okay, eat! When you're full, I will take you to a long experience!"
Seeing that he finally took care of himself, Shi Qingyuan was relieved. He didn't think there was anything strange about his actions. It seemed that he should have done so, and asked, "Where is Yu Zhen taking me?"
Yu Zhen nodded, looked back at him, and suddenly the thief laughed, "Take you to a good place. It doesn't have to be a marriage."
Explaining Qingyuan's doubts, he couldn't help but smile when he came into contact with his smile, nodded, and said, "Then Qingyuan will arrange it with Yu Zhen."
The food in the palace is naturally very good, but Yu Zhen remembered that these were actually caused by the anger of passers-by and the power of the monks themselves. He felt that he could not eat it, meaning that after moving two chopsticks, he took out a few more. The bag of flower cakes were distributed to Shi Qingyuan to eat.
Shi Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Yu Zhen can't get used to this?"
"No, no, it's because I prefer snacks and don't like these soups and soups. You can try this. I made it myself. I'm sure it's better than these."
The scent of the flower cake is indeed very attractive. Shi Qingyuan took out a piece and looked at it. He saw that the shape of the pastry was chic, small and very beautiful. He unconsciously glanced at Yu Zhen's slender and beautiful hands. He simply stopped eating and ate with him. The flower cake.
The taste of the pastry is soft, sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance is light, but it is gathered but not scattered. After eating it, I only feel that his brain is clear. Shi Qingyuan is a little surprised. When I look at Yu Zhen, I can’t bear to see him begging for praise. Shizhu smiled and said, "Yu Zhen is good at craftsmanship."
"My craftsmanship is just ordinary, in fact, the materials for making cakes are good." Yu Zhen was pretending to be humble, and he was relieved when he saw that he picked up another piece of cake and ate it.
Having been trapped in the illusion for too long, Shi Qingyuan had eaten too much of the power of the illusion. It’s good if you don’t reject the cakes made by Lingcao, and you can save it.
After eating and drinking, Yu Zhenyin followed Shi Qingyuan behind him, watching him order the servants to prepare a carriage, and then instructed him to throw off the eyeliner that followed him after leaving the house, and stopped the person driving the chariot, and changed his hand with a wave of his hand. Shi Qingyuan and his appearance led him out of the car.
Shi Qingyuan touched his changed face, followed him behind him with some novelty, and asked, "Where is Yu Zhen going to take me, why do I have to change clothes?"
Yu Zhen waved his folding fan and led him into a fragrant street. With a wave of his folding fan, he raised his chin and said, "Of course it’s best to come to this beauty’s den for a walk. go there!"
Shi Qingyuan looked in the direction of his fingers, frowning slowly.
In the front, a brothel stood quietly, and in the dim light of lanterns, several beauties leaned on the railing of the second floor of the brothel, their clothes half exposed, incomparably attractive.
Outside the array, Yin Yan looked at the picture of nothingness feedback on the Kuiyuan mirror, and his eyes sank.
The apprentice has indeed grown up and entered the illusion. He actually knows to take people to the brothel... Oh, evildoer.