190 The Lost Way to Return
The moonlight is like water, better than snow-white clothes.
The two contrasting phases are not eye-catching.
Standing at the highest point of the building, the masked woman raised her eyes and looked at her. Looking at her figure, she was undoubtedly the Magu Fairy of the World.
As time came, several people came from various terrace halls, with their sleeves coming one after another. In a moment, they met the masked girl on the roof.
"The people have gathered together." After seeing each other, another masked female fairy whispered. She heard the sound and identified the person, as if she was one of the two immortals in Tiantai.
"One person is missing." Everyone was masked, but they didn't look like they were. There were no more or less, and it happened to be five. However, they could not hide their identities from each other. Covering their faces was just for the sake of cheapness.
"Who?" Someone from the five people asked, "It seems to be one of the wandering girls in the Han River."
"I am a fellow disciple." Maguxian replied.
"During the day, we met in the Qilin Pavilion. Although we have not studied it carefully, this Pavilion seems to have a unique mystery. Don't be careless." said one of the two immortals in Tiantai.
"Since we are named 'Zou Yan', this museum should have great magic. We need to act cautiously." One of the wandering girls also nodded.
"For tens of millions of dollars, we have to break into the seat of the Qilin. This trip is like a tiger's den and a dragon's pond." Someone asked with a smile: "Five people are enough, why should we divide it again?" In other words, 50 million yuan can be divided by people. If one more person is added, the smaller one will be divided.
"That person doesn't need money." Ma Guxian hit the nail on the head.
"Who is so kind and charitable?" Someone laughed softly.
"The person is here." Maguxian looked down from a high place.
I followed the eyes. As soon as I saw someone wearing red clothes, I came out from the Sifang Pavilion with a light. I moved my lotus steps and came quietly towards Zou Yan Pavilion.
"If you steal the essence of the Qilin, the fairy should be careful and do not hurt your vitality. If it hurts the harmony of the sky, we will not be able to end up well." Someone of the five people repeatedly reminded him.
"There is no one in the world who can compare to the acupuncture technique in Magu. All sisters should be relieved." Someone comforted him and said, "What we practice cannot be passed on. Seeing that all the schools of calligraphy have received heavy rewards, they are quite jealous. If things fail to be done tonight, how can you be willing to go back empty-handed!"
"It's reasonable." The women said, speaking in unison. They were bustling with profits and profits. Money could help the gods. Even gods were no exception.
Seeing the woman in red clothes, she had already stepped on the cover of the silhouette. Maguxian made a quick decision: "The Qilin sends her son to the end of the troubled times!"
The five people flew down, divided into front, back, left and right, and fell into various parts of the museum.
To steal essence, use flying needles. For example, when living bears take bile in later generations, use hollow silver needles to pierce the bag, and the essence will overflow.
It is not as unbearable as Maguxian said to Shi Taoist Shi. The reason why he cheated and deceitful words was to bargain, and to disturb the audio-visual. The "Flying Needle Collection of Yuan Technique" is the secret of the female Taoism not being passed on. It is passed on from generation to generation by the female Taoist sects in the world. It is because of the many secret techniques that are not suitable for external publicity. Therefore, the King of Ji did not offer a book on this trip.
It is rumored that when using this technique, it is like a bee sting. It steals all the accumulated essence of a man. Later, a large blood spot of "million" will be left. Therefore, it is called "a drop in the ocean".
For those who are proficient in this technique, after performing the surgery, the suffering master wakes up and realizes it later, and even becomes ignorant. He will be cured soon and there will be no major problems. However, if he is not proficient in this technique and is forced to learn it, it will often damage the original essence and even cut off vitality.
In a nutshell, "a slight difference can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes."
Looking at the woman in red, she was wearing a lamp and a white-clothed Magu Fairy quietly opened the tiles in front of her. She leaned under her head and saw that the lights in the ceiling were dim, as if no one was on duty. She listened with her ears, and everything was silent, but the wick exploded slightly.
I knew that there was no one in the top pavilion, and I felt happy. Then I held my breath and concentrated my mind, my body was like fallen leaves, falling quietly.
The moment the line of sight crosses the roof line, the light and shadow intersect, and the light and darkness change. Subconsciously blink, and suddenly feel the sky and the sky turn dizzy.
"Not good!" I was shocked and hurriedly held my breath to prevent the fog from being inhaled.
When I opened my eyes suddenly, the sky and the earth suddenly became a bottomless deep hole. The wind blew on my face and my heart and blood flowed back. My body seemed to float, falling straight into the bottomless abyss.
"It's actually a mirage!" The female Taoist hurriedly urged what she had learned throughout her life to fight against it.
This is the top illusion, "Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies".
There are three hallucinations: auditory hallucination, vision, and dreams. Senior illusionists, supplemented with hallucination potions, can cause people to fall into the "dream space". There is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies in front and Huang Liang dreaming afterwards, which is generally the case.
It can make people "dream into a dream". In the blink of an eye, they create a world of change in the world. It is called "Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies". With this Taoist practice, it can be called an "immortal".
When an immortal comes to the world, he often hears strange fragrances and the fairy music lasts for a long time. He is so intoxicated that no one is drunk. It is sound, light, energy, medicine, and multiple hallucinations. He enters the psychedelic time and space, and dreams of Nan Ke. When he wakes up again, the scenes in the dream are vivid in his mind, as if they have experienced it personally. Memory overlaps with the dream, true and false, false, false, and true. How to distinguish yourself.
I think that I personally experience it is just a dream of being tempted by others and "self-performing".
Just like "taking the body to prolong life", it is the biggest difference from dreaming in normal times. When you wake up in daily life, your dreams will stop. You know that everything becomes empty.
But when I woke up from my dream, I believed it to be true, but I didn't know it was a dream.
Just when the woman in white fell into the mirage and fell into the abyss.
The woman in red also carried a lamp and knocked on the door.
There was silent behind the door and no one answered. With a light press of his hand, half of the courtyard door slowly opened.
The bright moon is in the sky, the stone lamp is bright, and the scene in the courtyard is full of slight appearance.
The moment I stepped into the hospital, the light was magnificent and the moon shadow was rippling.
"Who is disturbing my master's pillow?" Suddenly, a man sat up there with a straw hat and a straw raincoat, fishing for fish in the pond.
"I am here to serve the king." The woman in red slowly lifted the lantern to illuminate the national beauty.
"It turned out to be Mrs. Hook." The old man from the straw hat smiled in a deep voice: "The path is so muddy and difficult to walk on, so why not go back if you get lost?"
"I am infatuated and have no other choice. I only learn from the daughter of Wushan and are a guest in the hall from all over the world. I heard that you are visiting here and I would like to recommend myself to the pillow and mat," the woman in red replied.
"It is often said that 'willing to take the hook'." The old man in the straw straw hat gently lifted the rod and caught a colorful koi: "Madam, please do it yourself."
Watching the koi unhooked in the air and jumped into the pool water. It stirred up waves. The woman in red bowed down and said, "Thank you for your accomplishment."
Following the white stone path under my feet, I walked through the courtyard, climbed up the stairs, climbed up the hall, and moved away from the Mullet door, and the room immediately appeared. It seemed like someone had a night banquet here, laughing and talking all night long. The figures were swaying, singing on the junction. I was about to tell the details, but I blinked my eyes, but I disappeared.
The Hua Room is empty, and the lingering sound is lingering around the beams.
"Who is Ahon?" Before entering the house, the woman in red looked back.
The old man in the straw hat threw the hook into the water and replied casually, "I am the old man, Lujiang Zuoci."
"I'm writing it down." The woman in red slowly entered.
Lanmatai, the secluded forest under the saka.
I have been waiting for a long time when I have a carriage and four horses.
The coachman is not someone else, but the Taoist Shi Zigui.
Seeing the willow branches under the moon, the sky was about to turn white. I couldn't help but feel anxious. I was about to count my fingers, but I laughed at myself and shook my hands. It was late at night, so why bother to be mysterious? On the far side of the stands, the lights were bright and the light was like day. I couldn't help but think about it. If things didn't happen, I wouldn't tell you if I lost 50 million yuan. The name of Magu immortals for several generations was destroyed in one day.
I don’t know beforehand, but I only know that I’m going to be in danger when I happen.
Chapter completed!