Chapter 0743 Resurrection
Mu Xingqiu was floating in the air, watching his relatives grow old little by little. He knew that this would affect his state of mind, but he still couldn't look away.
Mu Xingqiu has been trapped here for nearly two years. It has been more than a year since he began to support the entire Zhibu Kingdom with his mental illusions. Everything around him has changed.
The Fire Island in the west is as red as a gem. The fire is not bigger, but has shrunk slightly, and the heat emitted is more. The entire sea area is boiling, and rich steam rises. The aura of heaven and earth is different from the unclean gas. The continuous fusion made the Dao fire burn brighter and stronger, and also allowed Mu Xingqiu to cast spells continuously.
The number of large and small illusions in the white steam has increased to more than 500, each of which is filled with various spells and sorcery. Under the influence of phaseless ripples and harsh environments, the spells undergo violent deformation, and sometimes Even the caster himself cannot be recognized. Their function is to absorb the heat of Tao fire and the pressure of Taoism prohibition to ensure the safety of the great illusion.
Until now, Mu Xingqiu has been able to hold on. In this life-and-death race, he is still in the lead, but the pursuers behind him are getting closer and closer, and his advantage is dwindling.
The Great Illusion was wrapped in a lightning net several feet thick, as red as burning charcoal, with no gaps, and only the Third Eye could penetrate it.
The closer you are to the Lightning Network, the faster time passes, so the spells inside are fully mixed and become more complex, which directly causes the time in the Great Illusion to be erratic, with the passing speed jumping up and down between several times to hundreds of times the normal time.
Fortunately, the residents in the illusion knew nothing about this. For them, life was as usual, starting at sunrise and resting at sunset. There was almost no change in the past few decades. The number of residents increased and the fields expanded to all directions.
Mr. Tie has passed away, and the funeral was extremely grand, with almost all the residents attending. It was after his death that the residents in the Great Illusion gradually forgot about their former stop state and the outside world, and fell in love with the simple and plain life. Therefore, the Talisman Class Cancel, there are too many materials missing in the illusion, and the talisman is really useless.
Mu Xingqiu's younger brother Erqiu married a wife and had children, and lost the determination and enthusiasm of his youth. The Lei tribe still gathered often and talked about harvests and children instead of freedom and the unknown.
A small dot flew out of the lightning net of the Great Illusion. It was Mr. Yishi. He occasionally entered it to get some food for Mu Xingqiu. He was very reluctant to this task and complained several times every time he came back. This This time is no exception. He flew through several layers of illusion to Mu Xingqiu, holding a wooden plate in his hand with a piece of snow-white rice cake on it, but his face was covered with dark clouds.
"Hey, I am the Demon Lord of All Souls. I have lived for more than two thousand years. I have the same memory and wisdom as the Taoist priest Fu Yuemang, but I am reduced to serving tea and water to a little bug like you."
The plate flew to Mu Xingqiu's mouth, and he muttered "thank you" vaguely while eating. He had long been accustomed to Yishijun's complaints and did not argue or talk to him.
Mr. Yishi will not shut up just because he is bored, "Since I have become a slave, you should be aware of your shame, be brave, and practice hard. Tell me, how is your progress now?"
"The inner alchemy star is at the seventh level, and the illusion is at the eighth level." This was the third time Mu Xingqiu gave the same answer. He knew that Mr. Yishi would not be satisfied, but he had no choice but to tell the truth.
Mr. Yishi didn't even sigh, and his face was as gloomy as a rainstorm was approaching, "This is the highest state you have ever reached before."
Mu Xingqiu nodded.
"Look, here's the problem. So far, you have been recovering your strength, so you are making rapid progress. It will be very difficult for you to make further progress. If you continue like this, you will be able to reach the inner elixir in the next few years. The ninth level of concentration and illusion is considered a miracle..."
"Don't worry." Mu Xingqiu took the last bite of the rice cake and blew the plate towards Mr. Yishi. He didn't have to eat again within a month.
Mu Xingqiu is always so unhurried. At best, he is confident and calm; at worst, he is helpless and pretending to be calm. Mr. Yishi once believed it was the former, but now he is slowly leaning towards the latter.
"Ah -" Mr. Yishi shouted at the top of his voice, "I'm so stupid, I actually believed in the plan made by a little insect. His is not self-confidence at all, just arrogance... I won't wait any longer, I want to go to the Great Illusion Land Become king and dominate, kill people to relieve boredom..."
Lord Yishi flew away, but Mu Xingqiu did not call him and continued to cast spells and practice, knowing that Lord Yishi would have to come back later.
Mu Xingqiu controlled an unintentional spell and used it to directly practice the True Illusion Inner Elixir, thus avoiding the influence of the emotional calamity. The spiritual energy here is abundant, even if it is taken by Rimang Taoist priest, it is enough, but he has not had it for two months. Raising the realm, for ordinary Taoist priests, this is a normal thing, but for Mu Xingqiu, who has little time left, it is an unacceptable failure.
But he will not panic when encountering obstacles like Mr. Yishi. He is persisting in his practice and thinking of ways. In the past few days, his eyes have often been cast on Fire Island, where there is a sacred tree with unfathomable strength. , Mu Xingqiu once thought of using it as a magic weapon to help him practice, but the Tao fire was too strong, and he could no longer enter the sacred tree, and the existence of the sacred tree could not be sensed from the outside.
Mu Xingqiu had a plan. First, he had to upgrade his illusion skills to the ninth level, so that he could perform more sophisticated telepathy illusions. Perhaps he could penetrate the Dao Fire and draw some help from the sacred tree.
The practice of high-level Taoist priests must rely on treasure-level instruments, and Mu Xingqiu's hope lies in this.
Yishijun flew back, faster than Mu Xingqiu expected. The dark clouds on his face had dissipated, replaced by confusion, "Strange, really strange..."
"What's wrong?" Mu Xingqiu occasionally asked in cooperation.
"Do you remember the small illusion in the north?"
"Yeah." Mu Xingqiu certainly would not forget. There were a lot of wooden and stone men in the small illusion. They were all magic tools and officials in the old illusion of Zhibubang. Mu Xingqiu had used them to test the many possibilities of the Wuxin Curse.
"The wood and stone were originally infused with human-shaped illusions by the Taoist tradition. The magic in Zhibubang was chaotic, and perhaps the illusion was accidentally triggered." Mu Xingqiu guessed.
"I think there is something else going on. I have to go and take a look." Yishijun shook his head disdainfully, never easily accepting the "little bug's" statement, and turned around and flew away again.
Yi Shijun also practiced very hard. He used the soul pill to nourish the Taoist inner pill in his lower dantian, and the effect was quite good. Now he has reached the seventh level of Swallowing Smoke. However, as his realm improved, the nourishing effect of the soul pill became worse and worse. This is also the reason why he was in a bad mood. He had to make a fuss from time to time to calm down.
This is what it's like to practice the Taoist inner pill without the heart of a Taoist priest. When the soul pill is no longer useful, Yi Shijun will also face the contradiction between the Tao calamity and practice. He has not thought of a solution yet.
About an hour later, Yi Shijun came back again. Not only him, but there were dozens of humans chasing him.
Yi Shijun's inner pill was only the seventh level of Swallowing Smoke, but he also had the soul pill and the ancestral fire stick, and he was proficient in a lot of spells and magic. There were magic weapons and traps hidden everywhere in Zhibubang - this was one of his deep-rooted habits, and he didn't expect it to be really useful.
Yi Shijun flew in circles, and every time he cast a spell, one of the pursuers would be hit, but those humans still chased him closely.
Mu Xingqiu knew that those humans were just the result of the transformation of the Five Elements Water Illusion, but he was still surprised. They were too real and looked no different from the real humans in the Great Illusion.
For more than 100,000 years, the old illusion of Zhibubang has been able to exist because the Zhaoshan Great Light Treasure Mirror continuously provides mana. Now that the support has been cut off, no mana can enter Zhibubang anymore. Even if the Five Elements Water Illusion in those wooden and stone instruments is activated, it seems that it should not be so perfect.
A quarter of an hour later, Yi Shijun eliminated all the pursuers, and those wooden and stone instruments fell into the steaming sea and would soon disappear completely.
Yi Shijun flew to Mu Xingqiu, "You see, I deliberately led out a group of humans to let you see. There is something wrong with the small illusion, I suspect... the sacred tree is playing tricks."
"The sacred tree will not take the initiative to do anything."
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, at the moment of life and death, it may have the will to protect itself. Maybe it thinks: living things are impossible, this time it will simply support a group of fake people, they are honest and obedient, and will not always think about killing gods and destroying trees."
Mu Xingqiu laughed, "I know what you mean, if the illusionist gets the help of the sacred tree, it is possible to break the Taoist restrictions, and then you can take the opportunity to escape."
"Don't make me sound so selfish, I can escape, and naturally I will take you out, but..." Yi Shijun's majestic face showed an extremely disproportionate sly smile, "You have three true illusion inner pills, give me one."
"Okay." Mu Xingqiu was able to accept the inner pill given by the dragon demon because they had practiced together before, and he really wanted to know if Yi Shijun had this ability.
"Hey, don't think I don't know what you're thinking..." Yi Shijun frowned, "Hey, another dummy flew out of the small illusion, what happened, I closed it very tightly."
"He's already here." Mu Xingqiu said.
The environment in Zhibubang is too complicated, and all spells will deform and lose some of their effectiveness after traveling a certain distance. Yi Shijun just realized that something was wrong, and the dummy that flew out of the small illusion has entered the range of vision, right behind him.
Yi Shijun turned around and looked at the visitor hundreds of steps away, and said in surprise: "You... are not an illusion dummy, you are a real half-demon!"
The visitor's appearance has obvious half-demon features. He wears a sorcerer's robe and his thick black hair hangs down to his feet. It is obvious that he has not been trimmed for many years.
The half-demon looked about forty years old, with a haggard face and a confused expression. After a while, he spoke, "What happened in Zhibu State? How did it become like this?"
"Tell me your origins first. Are you controlling the small illusion? There is actually a little bug hiding in Zhibu State. I can't believe it." Yi Shijun said majestically.
"Little bug?" The half-demon murmured, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining, "I am the prince of Sheshen State, my name is Tuo Kaicheng, you two tell me your names."
Yi Shijun had never heard of the name "Tuo Kaicheng", but Mu Xingqiu was shocked. The words that the old king of Sheshen State said two years ago immediately appeared in his mind.