Before that, the limit of the poor Xuan Ji's imagination was that one day he won five million in lottery tickets, paid the tax and went to the western suburbs to buy an "old and dilapidated" loan, and paid the remaining loan slowly. I never expected that today would be there.

Sheng Lingyuan pushed away his claws calmly: "You can maintain the entire magic array. If you can't maintain it - for example, if you fall asleep and the spiritual power of the magic array is cut off, your room will be restored to its original state."

Xuan Jixin said, "What else can I sleep?" There is a house as big as William Castle in the downtown area of ​​a first-tier city. It can literally let itself go. Even if you really fall asleep, you have to wake up in a dream and laugh.

"As long as I am at home, I will never meet my eyes." Xuan Ji happily invited Sheng Lingyuan to the sofa. The large fabric sofa that originally occupied half of the living room was displayed alone in a corner, like a miniature landscape in a bonsai. He brought out all the tea, wine, snacks and other inventory at home, and placed it in front of His Majesty, "What class do you think today? Do you still thread needles? I can fly and jump, and Thomas is singing 720 degrees!"

Sheng Lingyuan no longer asked him to thread the needle, and asked him to practice his spiritual consciousness, thinking that his radar... felt that he was not sensitive enough.

Xuan Ji was speechless. Even if His Majesty asked him to connect two antennas on his head, he could transform into a router on the spot.

Sheng Lingyuan was stroking around, digging a sorrel from the green plants on his windowsill, and then waved his hand. A thin layer of black mist spread on the ground, and a illusion was superimposed on the space magic array in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Ji looked at the originally flat ground with a high and low rise, the grass was abundant, the trees were growing, and the sound of insects, birds and gurgling water were mixed in the middle. His living room turned into a beautiful mountain forest. He cooled his neck, reached out to touch a handful of water droplets, and looked up and saw that the dew on the leaves above his head had rolled down.

This is too...

Sheng Lingyuan reminded: "This is an illusion, and what you see and feel here is false."

Of course Xuan Ji knew it was fake. He took a deep breath and the moist earthy smell and the fragrance of plants came to his face. He felt that the alveoli had been stretched out. For a moment, he almost developed a desire to live in Sheng Lingyuan's palm for the rest of his life.

No wonder the ancients said that monsters can confuse God's mind.

"Only the sorrel tree here is real," said Sheng Lingyuan, "Your homework tonight is to see through the illusion and find out the real grass."

Compared to the lewd bg's embroidery needle, today's tutoring content was too fresh. Xuan Ji always felt that there was no such cheap thing. He hesitated and took two steps. He couldn't help but turn around and confirm: "You'll find that grass and you'll be done?"

"Well, don't get it wrong." Sheng Lingyuan played with a kiln-shaped teacup and smiled at him warmly.

Xuan Ji was so confused that he was so confused that he didn't hear what he said. He got into the illusion with all his confusion.

The air in Yong'an has not been very good these days. The p.5 outside the window has been broken, but Xuan Ji is in the middle of a large area of ​​lush grass and trees, and is wandering around in a daze. A few days ago, he was proud of the secondary development of his spiritual consciousness. Sitting in the office can scan the entire headquarters building. He was hit now - he closed his eyes and could see the entire illusion, but he could not find the flaw between reality and illusion.

In his opinion, the magical realm of heaven is flawless.

There are at least tens of thousands of sorrel plants in this illusion, which look like a mother born. There is one under his feet. Although 999% of them are fake, Xuan Ji decided to pull it out and study it carefully. What is the difference between the magic grass and the real grass in the illusion?

So he reached out and pulled it up and pulled it up.

Even the grass roots stained with soil are so realistic... Well, why is this grass root a little long?

I saw a thick and long animal hair connected under the roots of the sorrel. Xuan Ji's eyebrows cooled down and spread his wings without hesitation and rushed into the air. At the same time, a thunder-like roar made his chest hurt, the earth cracked, and a giant beast pounced out like lightning, and the huge tiger claws fell down. If Xuan Ji hadn't been avoided quickly, he would have almost made this thing scratch his face!

It was a giant tiger as big as a hill, with nine tails behind it and a fierce human face on its head. It could reach about a hundred meters when it jumped up.

"What's this!"

"This is Lu Wu," Sheng Lingyuan's voice sounded calmly, "One of the innate spiritual objects that fell in ancient times is said to be the guards of the Nine Divisions of Heaven. They are brave and good at fighting, especially protecting their shortcomings. If you pull out the fairy grass, be careful not to be caught by it, otherwise..."

Xuan Ji popped out two coins carrying white flames, shot into the giant tiger's eyes like a meteor, but was slapped away by Lu Wu. The divine beast opened its mouth and roared. Xuan Ji felt the lethality of sound waves for the first time in his life. He was shocked by the roar and almost fell from mid-air.

"Your Majesty! Master! Master! Master! Ancestor!" Xuan Ji flapped his wings in a mess and avoided Lu Wu's claw, feeling that he had become a mosquito that was only slapped by the electric mosquito coils, "Please give off the field guidance!"

Sheng Lingyuan curiously opened a bottle of sparkling wine, smelled it, and then stayed away: "Tell you not to make mistakes - the great gods and demons like Lu Wu may not be able to beat the great leader of the Suzaku clan when he was here, and I can't help either. You, it's better to run away quickly."

Xuan Ji: "..."

Old bastard!

Sheng Lingyuan stood up and spoke without aches, saying, "Since this is an illusion, Lu Wu is the beast in the illusion. If you break the illusion, of course it will disperse together, and it will not be difficult."

Before Xuan Ji could spit out something, Lu Wu roared again, as if a thousand-faced gong exploded on his eardrum at the same time. He was deaf for a moment, and two lines of blood flowed down the external auditory canal.

If you kill him, the old devil has no place to find other chicken bones. Xuan Ji probably won't take out the injuries he suffered in the illusion, but the pain is really painful, and the sin must be really suffered.

Xuan Ji was forced to concentrate on his mind by the nine-tailed tiger for a moment, and he had no idea. He was digging the sorrel tree with all his heart, and then he made a few mistakes. He was almost chased into a kite by a group of flying single-legged owls (notes), and then he pulled out the "sour and" of six eyes.

The head of a snake like a man is about the same size as the front face of a car. When he appeared on the stage, he had a veneer with Xuan Ji. This guy may have never brushed his teeth since the beginning of the prehistoric world. Xuan Ji almost let it die on the spot... During this stay, he struggled in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Collection of Ferocious Beasts", and the clan emblem between his eyebrows had never been gone.

Finally, when the sky turned white, Xuan Ji felt the subtle difference in the aura in the entire illusion, and an inconsistent point.

He suddenly dived from the air, chasing a reinforced company of owl monsters behind him. The pile of owl monsters was carrying some zombie viruses. Xuan Ji was accidentally pecked on the shoulder by one of them. In a short while, half of his shoulder was rotten so hard that bones were seen, and the festering place was still spreading, climbing up along his neck.

How can this work? Xuan Ji would rather die than break his face in front of Sheng Lingyuan, and he will do his best.

The fire suddenly appeared on his wings and fell like a sky fire. Lu Wu and Su, who had been waiting on the ground for a long time, rushed over at the same time, and each of them kept a piece of wings. The owl monster followed closely and rushed the gorgeous wings to the ground. The wings hit the ground, and large balls of flame-colored feathers flew around, like broken gold and broken jade, and they were about to be eaten by the monsters.

The next moment, Lu Wu's ears rose up - no one was under his wings.

The wings scattered into coins all over the ground with a "scroll", and rolled all over the ground. At the same time, Xuan Ji, who was hidden by the strong light, rolled and crawled on the ground for four or five meters. Half of his body was rotten. He grabbed a piece of grass with his only remaining good hands and pulled it up without hesitation.

If he makes mistakes, he will explain here!

The next moment, the tiger roared and the eagle disappeared at the same time, and a large jungle evaporated on the spot. Xuan Ji held a wilted grass and sank it on the ground. Blood and flesh slowly grew on the rotten skeleton, returning to flatness. The clothes that had long been broken into strips of cloth also resurrected, and they did not even cut a single wire, as if they were a thrilling nightmare.

Melodious music and a narration of the documentary came from the TV next to it: "...Rices emerged from clusters of green seedlings and became golden rice. In line with the eating customs of various places, they made rice with diverse eating methods and rich tastes..."

Xuan Ji: "..."

The sky outside the window was already white. Sheng Lingyuan, the ancient demon with great powers, not only turned on the TV himself, but also found a dozen documentaries collected by Xuan Ji. When Xuan Ji was chased by ancient monsters, he watched it with relish.

"Hmm, come out?" His Majesty gave him a gaze from the screen and pointed at his cell phone on the coffee table. "Your... has ringed three times."

The alarm rings three times, it’s not that the attendance award will grow wings and fly!

Xuan Ji "fucked", and a carp flew up and rushed to the coffee table to grab his cell phone, but found that the "Round three times" Sheng Lingyuan said was not an alarm, but three missed calls.

"He Cuiyu is missing." Xuan Ji called back the phone and called directly to the general dispatch office. Xiao Zheng did not even say "early" politeness, and went straight to the point with a hoarse voice. It can be seen that Xuan Ji is not the only one who has not been asleep all night.

"Who?" Xuan Ji patted his ears hard, and always felt that his ears were roared by those big monsters all night, and he was still a little bit back.

"It's Grandma Yu," Xiao Zheng said with a "gulp" and drank several drools. "The last Penglai meeting arrested Yuede Gong directly and left unhappily. Our people kept staring at several other important figures-the old lady was surrounded by masters, and the field did not dare to get too close. They followed her all the way back to the old house in the suburbs of Beilin City, Beilin City, after receiving the orders of Bureau Huang yesterday, several Thunder brothers went to reinforce and visited the old house in Beilin at night. They found that the old lady was not there and there was only a puppet in the room. In addition, the suspect Yinyi had something to examine, come and listen early."

There is a special interrogation room in the General Administration building, and the walls and floors inside are completely white - even the cracks in the wall are covered with snow-white paint without any slight variegated color. People stay in it for a long time and they are simply suspicious that they are going to be snow-blind.

Sixteen echoing audio was installed in the ceiling and floor, and it kept blowing towards the cell in the middle. The most elite mental agent was interrogated in 24 hours a day. Not to mention that Yin Yi had been tossed once, even a copper head had to explain which copper mine he produced.

There is also a series of analytical instruments behind the interrogation room, which also detects the suspect's brain activity inhibition, heart rate, blood pressure, skin conductivity, etc., to ensure that the interrogation results are true and credible.

"This true sect uses an app called 'Nirvana Return' for private contact, which is very deceptive," Xiao Zheng clicked on a fancy mobile phone software, and a small animation of gold coins popped up inside, looking like a shoddy game. "There are two ways to log in, one is verification code, and the other is registration and login with ordinary mobile email. If you log in in the latter way, you will enter a copycat version of the fish fishing game, and even if someone mistakes it, it will be deleted quickly. Its only login method is verification code, and verification code is not obtained through mobile phones, but through their so-called 'true god totem'."

Wang Ze said: "I remember that blind man seemed to kowtow to a Sibuli, and said 'Long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long," Wang Ze said: "I remember that blind man seemed

Xuan Ji coughed dryly and reminded in a low voice: "That is a literal translation, and the literal translation is 'My Lord is the true god'."

"Absolutely, understand the spirit." Wang Ze waved his hand, "so how many times do you have to kowtow at a time when you log in?"

"Yinyi's explanation mainly depends on your level in the system. The higher the level, the easier it is to obtain the verification code. Yinyi is level 10 in this system, which is quite high - the administrator is only level 12 - to obtain the verification code, he only needs to kowtow ten heads. They call this "Ten Blessings", and a first-level novice must bow 120."

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly asked, "How to upgrade?"

Xiao Zheng couldn't help but look at him. He heard that this "Sword Spirit" had just become a human and couldn't even speak Mandarin. He still couldn't turn on his phone, but he could always hit the key issues at the first time.

"The creators of the original sect exchange tasks for points. The basic tasks include gathering people to worship this statue of the Four Noble Gods, introducing reliable people to join their organization, and some tasks assigned by administrators. For example, the points received by Yin Yi can be upgraded to a certain extent. When upgrading, the creator will send a few senior sects to contact him with something called "True Pill" - there is a screen of interrogation, you can see."

Xiao Zheng called the computer screen to the conference room projection, and saw Yin Yi kneeling respectfully. There were two shining human-shaped "light cards" in his "view", which should be two very capable people.

One of the lamp signs said with a smile: "Congratulations, brother, be ready, let's start. Bloodlifting may hurt a little. For the sake of effect, we will endure it, otherwise we will have to use another knife if the blood is coagulated in a while."

In the conference room, the elites from the different control bureaus twitched their eyes, as if they saw the scene of a scammering hospital in an unlicensed black workshop.

Yin Yi raised his hand thankfully. One of the light signs stepped forward, as if he had experience working in a slaughterhouse. He cut Yin Yi's wrist with one knife. The dripping sound of blood immediately sounded. With Yin Yi's strange vision, it seemed even more strange. Another "light sign" began to recite a strange spell loudly. Yin Yi was trembling all over. After listening to it twice, he began to recite it stumbled. What these people did was simply based on the textbook "How to design a cult ritual", which made people creepy.

Wang Ze subconsciously turned to look at Xuan Ji, but saw that Xuan Ji was rarely shook his head - this was not the ancient demon clan's words, it was a pure spell. He always felt that he had heard it somewhere, and it sounded very familiar...

Sheng Lingyuan suddenly raised his half-open eyes, and his lazy eyes suddenly turned into a pair of knives, shooting towards Yinyi on the projection.

Yin Yi didn't know how many times he recited the strange spell, but his vision suddenly changed strangely, and everyone was shocked.

"What is that!"

"Wait! Is he recovering his vision or... or is it hallucination?"

Yin Yi's vision suddenly became clear and became exactly the same as a normal person. He saw the two people in front of him clearly. The surrounding environment and all kinds of colors of the world poured into his natural blind vision. The huge impact force almost made Yin Yi unable to kneel down. He trembled all over. Then the vision began to slowly dim and slowly disappeared. He was blind again, and the two people with noses and eyes turned into human-shaped lamp signs again.

Yin Yi was gasping violently, and his body began to spasm due to excessive blood loss. A lamp card seemed to be a water system. He stepped forward and pinched his wound, causing the blood to condense quickly. Yin Yi struggled violently, and kept chanting the spell just now, trying to break the wound and see the light again.

"Okay, brother, okay-shhhh... I understand what you mean," Dengpai patted his shoulder and comforted him softly, "You have to take your time, and you have to let your blood be clean and your life is gone. What else can you see? Quickly, eat the real pill."

"True Dan" was pure black in Yin Yi's vision, and it was even darker than the large black in the blind man's eyes. One of the two light signs pressed him and the other opened his mouth, and stuffed the unknown pill into the blind man's mouth with all his hands and feet. The blind man's consciousness became more and more blurred, and the voices of the people next to him began to blur intermittently.

"Just sleep for a while... I will get better after upgrading and washing my marrow..."

"Master said, your eyes are all caused by this mortal blood... Wait until you cleanse the mortal blood..."

"Wash the mortals blood dry..."

"clean……"

Yin Yi should have fainted, and the memory behind him was broken. Xiao Zheng pressed the pause button and looked up and saw Sheng Lingyuan showing a strange smile.

Xiao Zheng: "Do you... know what this is?"

Sheng Lingyuan stroked his index finger joint and said slowly: "Many years ago, there was a delusional person who looked down on part of his bloodline and created a set of 'God-defying Method' that can release this part of the blood, swallow spiritual objects to replenish his body, and finally replenish himself into the four-dimensional one you see. It seems that this madman has a successor."

Wang Ze raised his hand and asked, "What is that real pill?"

Sheng Lingyuan smiled at him, and just now, in order to see the projection, the lights in the conference room dimmed a lot. When he smiled like this, he felt a bit ghostly and terrifying: "What do you think?"

Wang Ze couldn't help but shudder and secretly glanced at Xuan Ji, feeling that this "sword spirit" was really not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Xuan Ji was not careful.

"I suddenly remembered something," Xuan Ji said, "If I remember correctly, since the disbandment of Qingpings more than 700 years ago, the average life expectancy of a special talented person does not seem to be much longer than that of an ordinary person, right?"

"From the background of the times, the average life expectancy of a very capable person is probably within a range of fifty to one hundred years more than ordinary people of his contemporaries. The employee of the Supreme Ridge of our Extraordinary Control Bureau is Wang Ke of Gu Xiuke. There are rumors that he was born in the Ming Dynasty, but it is not accurate. He is only 236 years old and is not that old," Director Huang held up his reading glasses and his eyes shot out from the upper edge of his glasses. "It's the second oldest now, Xiao Xuan, what do you want to say?"

"Grandma Yu's birthday is not bad. We only know that she has joined Qingpingsi before, which means she has lived for at least 700 years." Xuan Ji said, "Don't you think the gap between the first and second places... is a bit big?

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