Chapter 1740: The Famous Disciple of the Illusion Plays Tricks on the People, and the Evil Master Asks the Master to Fight

Chapter 1742: The illusion of famous disciples playing tricks on the common people, the master of evil skills invites the war ancestors

"Love dogs!"

"Love dog, you actually made a sneak attack!"

"Sang Lao, Sang Lao, you died so miserably, so miserably!"

"I have worked so hard from the Eighth Palace to today, just because I can save you from dire straits one day. I never thought... wow!"

Master Shou cried!

Crying bitterly!

He cried so hard that his tears and snot flowed into the clean water, but the nausea could not be purified away.

Such an exaggerated reaction immediately made everyone watching the game suspicious.

"Isn't it too much?"

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

In other words, for Master Shou, "a biting dog does not bark" is more appropriate.

In short, if Saint Slave Wu Xiu really died, Master Shou shouldn't have reacted this way. Should he rush out of the Dead Sea and fight with the Emperor of Cangsheng?

"Master Shou, there is nothing you can do?"

If before climbing the Holy Mountain, before seeing the various strengths displayed by Master Shou, there would indeed be some people in the five regions who thought this question was true.

The first swordsman?

The second in command of the Holy Slave?

The owner of the first floor in the sky?

But the young man has a good reputation and often puts gold on his face, which is just a show.

Nowadays, few people think that Master Shou can be associated with "powerless". It is more realistic to say that he is "omnipotent"!

"Ouch, Mr. Sang, you died so miserably..."

Master Shou was still crying and howling, clutching his chest, heartbroken and unable to breathe:

"If I had known you would die so miserably, why would you have to resist when you were in the Eighth Palace? It would be better to bite your tongue and commit suicide!"

"I've had to suffer for another year in the Dead Sea, but in the end I didn't end up being killed by an arrow. You're stupid, you're so stupid!"

"If you had died a year earlier, you might have been a one-year-old baby by now..."

Strange!

How weird!

Zhong Yuanzi finally confirmed that the illusion he just had was not an illusion at all. Xu Xiaoshou was just acting weird.

He is too weak...

Even Ai Cangsheng realized where the problem was.

But when he looked at it like this, Saint Slave Wuxiu was definitely not a fictitious person, he was a real "person"!

His body, his spirit, his mind...

His unstable secret of fire, his skillful sleeveless and red-scorched hands, his breath, breath, rhythm...

The basic structural characteristics of his life form, the large and small laws of heaven and the holy way that surround him...

"It's sleeveless!"

What is the eye of the avenue?

Seeing at a glance, seeing the essence through phenomena, and being able to analyze a person's existence itself based on the most basic rules, this is the eye of the great road.

This leads to the fact that no matter who the people in the five realms are, in the eyes of Ai Cangsheng, they are composed of a unique "dao vein diagram", which can also be called the "pattern of life".

"The pattern of life cannot be traced!"

Love the Common People has known this truth from beginning to end.

Even the Mysteries of Life cannot perfectly recreate an identical life form, and neither can Xu Xiaoshou.

Every stroke on the pattern, the strength of the force, the lightness and concentration of the breath, will cause the life form to appear differently to the outside world.

Perhaps with a strong force, he changes from a normal life form to a diseased form;

Maybe if the strength is light, his hair will fall off when he appears to the outside world...

This is all unreasonable!

The pattern of life is something that even the most skilled painters in the world cannot copy.

What's more, everyone's life patterns are changing all the time. Although they are similar, there is no trace.

Even Xu Xiaoshou, who was transformed into a supreme Taoist by the way of life, could not complete such a heaven-defying act of "creating a human being", let alone he would not dare.

"It's sleeveless!"

Ai Cangsheng is sure of his own judgment.

He knew it was strange. In fact, when Zhong Yuanzi noticed the strangeness, he also realized that there seemed to be something strange somewhere.

But he still shot the arrow without hesitation.

There is an arrow among them, called the "Anchor Source Arrow". As long as it penetrates the clone, it can find the semi-saint himself through the power of the same substance.

This was shot out deliberately after "seeing" that Wu Xiu contained a genuine "semi-holy personality" within his body.

He was even so careful that he knew that even though Wu Xiu could be a saint only for a short period of time, it was possible that with Xu Xiaoshou's massive resources, he could create a semi-saint incarnation and throw it out to deceive himself.

Actually none.

In fact, this is the true form of Sleeveless.

Because the arrow cannot anchor his body, which means...

"I'm lying to myself."

I felt that I had been deceived, because Xu Xiaoshou had also mastered the way of guidance, a similar move to the passage in the sky in loving the world.

He was not afraid at all.

Guidance is not invincible, what you see is reality.

Just like the eye of the great road, it will never deceive, because it comes from tears.

"If you have no sleeves, you will perish."

…

"Ah Sang Lao, ah Lao Sang, ah ah -"

Xu Xiaoshou held his head in his hands, bowed and shook his head.

Veins popped up all over his face, and he was filled with grief and anger.

A little funny, a little clown, as if this is the essence of Shouye after taking off the disguise?

After all, if everyone can guess that his "exaggeration" may be false, maybe the matter itself may also be true?

In the eyes of the world at this time...

Master Shou and the master of the hall are almost the same in terms of personality!

His scheming skills are beyond compare to those of the Taoist Palace Master!

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The lover of the people in the Southern Territory sneered and just put down the sinful bow.

In the picture, Xu Xiaoshou, who was still chattering and yelling, was interrupted by a cold shout:

"Xu Xiaoshou, what are you barking about?"

This curse was very cruel!

In fact, it should be said that it was common.

It's just that in the five regions of the world, people with moral character would not curse like this, people without moral character could not scold Master Shou, people with ability would not curse, and people without ability dare not curse...

In front of Master Shou, it is difficult for you to hear a word of insult from outsiders, and only the curse of the dying person is left.

"Barking..."

Now such a precise word spear, stabbed at the head of Master Shou who was extremely angry at the moment, wouldn't it detonate the Dead Sea on the spot?

Feng Zhongzui was so scared that his hands shook!

The tenth layer of the Dead Sea is awesome. At this critical moment, there are still people who dare to come and die?

The voice came before the person.

You even want to provoke Master Shou who may turn grief and anger into strength? You are so brave!

Feng Zhongzui turned.

The preaching mirror turned.

The perspective of the people in the five domains, including Ai Cangsheng, followed suit.

In just a moment, the whole world was quiet.

The one who stepped out from the chaotic black water waves was wearing prison clothes, with scorched arms, a straw hat on his head, and a cold face...

"Wu Xiu?"

"Saint Slave Wu Xiu!"

Feng Zhongzui screamed and looked at the other side in disbelief.

The preaching mirror followed his fear and moved to the other Wu Xiu who was slowly turning into a magic light spot under the arrow of the evil sin bow...

"Wu Xiu is dead!"

"He was just shot to death by Emperor Cangsheng, how could there be another one?"

Feng Zhongzui knew that he could not see the difference between a fake person and a real person, a semi-saint incarnation and the original body, or even an illusion and reality.

But he knew that the Eye of the Great Dao could definitely see the difference!

People all over the world would be deceived by the poor or exaggerated acting skills of the Lord, and Ai Cangsheng should not.

Since he chose to shoot the arrow at that moment.

This proves that at that time, in the eyes of the Eye of the Great Dao, in the judgment of the Great Emperor Cangsheng, Wuxiu was a real person, the kind that cannot be abolished!

"How could that be..."

Feng Zhongzui's voice was cut off, and there was no way to explain.

In fact, there was no need for him to say more. There were many smart people in the Five Regions. What Feng Zhongzui could think of, most people could think of.

"Illusion Sword Technique?"

"Semi-Saint Incarnation?"

"Life and Death, Change, Magic?"

"But these are secondary. The most essential semi-saint status, if the Great Emperor Cangsheng chose to shoot the arrow, wouldn't he be sure of it?"

This was obviously the semi-saint speaking, and his views were sharp:

"Anyone can be fake, but the semi-saint status cannot be fake!"

...

That's right!

The semi-saint status cannot be faked. This is the consistent cognition from ancient times to the present.

In the Southern Region, Ai Cangsheng, who was under the subjective judgment of this consciousness, saw another Wuxiu coming out from behind the Dead Sea.

Indeed, at that moment his brain buzzed, and his thoughts were interrupted.

"Impossible!"

Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to care about Ai Cangsheng and others. What kind of surprised reaction would he have when he saw the second Sang Lao come out?

He wiped his tears and snot embarrassedly, threw them into the Dead Sea, and scratched his head:

"Hey, old man, you came out?"

"How about you wait a little longer, I'm having a good time!"

"If you come out like this, Emperor Cangsheng's brain will crash. Where do you put his face?"

Xu Xiaoshou was so exaggerated!

His mouth was so wide that an egg could be stuffed in it, and his shoulders were shrugged as if there were two rockery in it. He spread his hands and said sarcastically:

"Could it be that the person that Emperor Cangsheng shot just now was just a human portrait of Saint Sang Qiye from my hand?"

Boom!

Five regions thundered.

Not only everyone on the battlefield, but also spectators from all over the world understood it at once. This wave of ridicule from Lord Shou must be the truth behind his words.

So the Great Emperor Cangsheng only shot a portrait to pieces?

Is he blind!

"No, no, no, no..."

Feng Zhongzui seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the newly appeared Wuxiu in disbelief, and then turned to the dead Wuxiu on the other side.

He cried out in horror:

"How could the Eye of the Great Dao be wrong?"

"Is the illusion swordsmanship of Master Shou so terrifying?"

"But the existence of the Eye of the Great Dao itself is not afraid of any illusion in the world, so what..."

Swish!

Before Feng Zhongzui finished speaking, he twisted his body forcibly and turned away.

The preaching mirror involuntarily focused on Master Shou's well-defined profile, and Feng Zhongzui's mouth twitched, and he immediately realized it.

Damn it, it's coming...

The Five Realms were dead silent.

But Master Shou in the mirror was dressed in black, with waves washing, his eyes squinting at the other side, his voice was as cold as frost, and he said lightly:

"The great illusion is not false, and the great thought is normal."

Reach out.

Sang Qiye, who had just died, was killed with one move.

The only thing that could not be shattered by the arrow of the evil bow, the half-saint status that had become ownerless, was called back by him.

A touch.

The half-saint status changed.

It turned into a fist-sized stone with a lower level of rules.

"Illusion?"

Shouye raised his head, his face calm.

He seemed to have done something insignificant, chuckled, and then stared at the people of the Five Realms and the common people:

"Nothing more than that."

...

"Damn!!!"

The Five Realms were completely boiling.

Whether it is the Sword Burial Tomb, Shenyue Immortal City, the Feng Family in the Southern Region, or the ancient sword cultivators who have wandered around.

When I heard Master Shou's words, which have the ultimate meaning of returning to nature, it can be called the eight-character mantra that most vividly explains the magic of phantom swordsmanship.

Everyone, in awe!

"The great illusion is nothing, the great thought is as usual...ah, ah, ah, I understand, I understand!"

"Yes, that's so right. Master Shou is absolutely right!"

"The real illusion swordsmanship is not about creating a layer of so-called 'eyesores'... The first level of illusion swordsmanship is time and space jump. Where is the word "eyesore"?

"The second realm is the second world. This is constructing the real world, the world of consciousness. How can it be a cover-up?"

"From beginning to end, the most extreme illusion is not a castle in the air or illusory; the most extreme interpretation of illusion swordsmanship is not a blindfold, but makes people hesitate between right and wrong, right and wrong, black and white, and then Create a fighter plane!"

"Emperor Cangsheng hesitated?"

"The Great Emperor Cansheng did not hesitate!"

"But he didn't hesitate. It was the fighter plan created by Master Shou, and it was the effect he wanted. This is the magic sword technique! This is the 'big illusion is nothing, and the big thought is normal'!"

Not just ancient sword cultivators.

Spiritual refiners, spiritual formation masters, illusionists, evil cultivators from the Southern Region...

There are many among them who have devoted their whole lives to this art. Perhaps Shouye's words are nothing to him, they are just words to express.

But the true meaning of it, if you study it carefully, it is really useful.

At this moment, everyone in the five regions looked at the silhouette in black that seemed to occupy the whole world in the missionary mirror.

This thought deepened in everyone’s mind:

"The First Sword Immortal!"

But not everyone thinks that way.

More and more people, after the shock in their hearts has subsided, when they see the figure of the young man with his chin sticking out to the sky, what they think is:

"Gu Jianxiu is really cool!"

It has to be said that after a person becomes famous, everything he does is really right.

Xu Xiaoshou never thought that just by borrowing a little bit of Hua Weiyang's interpretation of fantasy, he could improve himself so much in the eyes of everyone in terms of his attainments in fantasy swordsmanship.

But his "detour guidance" can divert everyone's attention to the magic of phantom swordsmanship, and he really can't deceive the people who love him.

"Dao Pattern Primary Stone..."

In the Southern Territory, Ai Cangsheng in a wheelchair seemed to have truly collapsed when he saw the semi-saint transformed into a Taoist Primordial Stone.

I am puzzled!

"Fake?"

The eye of the road will not fail to see the fake.

If it is really an illusion, one can see through the essence of the illusion at a glance.

Therefore, the Taoist Primordial Stone in Xu Xiaoshou's hand truly "became" a semi-saint for a short time when he shot the arrow.

Not "become"!

But "become"!

"How?"

Love for the common people makes my heart tremble.

Thinking again, Xu Xiaoshou was joking just now, so many arrows just shot to pieces a human portrait made by him?

"painting……"

Memories surge in like waves.

Ai Cangsheng remembered that Xu Xiaoshou had used techniques similar to "illusion", but in fact it was not an illusion, but a "painting", but a technique of "making falsehood into reality", "making fiction into reality", and "making something out of nothing"!

However, his application of this technique is very shallow.

The funniest time was when he performed the ridiculous "Black Chicken Alchemy Technique" at the alchemy conference in Dongtianwang City in the Eastern Region.

Dao Qiongcang collected all the information about Xu Xiaoshou, and after he grew up, he held meetings to discuss his various abilities more than once.

Ai Cangsheng still clearly remembers Dao Qiongcang’s severe evaluation of the ridiculous black chicken alchemy technique when the ten-person council was still laughing and laughing:

"This is the 'painting technique'."

"The second is illusion, the highest can be real, and the highest can create vitality."

This is to say that although the performance of this technique at the time looked similar to illusion, the essence was quite different.

Illusion is a structure of nothingness, which deceives the eyes and brain.

Painting is a realistic portrayal, it has no concept of deception.

And with Xu Xiaoshou's revealed talent, he has successfully learned alchemy, ancient swordsmanship, and even ancient martial arts.

If he can cultivate such an unorthodox "painting skill" to its peak, he will be able to give the people of the Five Realms an ultimate impact on the evil arts!

"Okay, okay..."

surprise!

What a surprise!

It was just the first round of the battle, the first time they fought in the air, and they were completely defeated.

This is not even due to being underestimated, but because he has shown a number of extraordinary abilities that he has never shown before.

But...

From people to things;

From reaction to calculation;

From environmental factors to psychological manipulation;

That little guy who was just a fledgling has now lost his tenderness and youthfulness. Under the heavy pressure, he finally showed his talents for the first time!

Ten postures?

The truth of the ten thrones!

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair unconsciously murmured this name, and finally shook his head and smiled.

He laughed miserably, so helplessly that Zhong Yuanzi trembled in the distance.

If you want to get past Xu Xiaoshou and touch the Holy Slave Wu Xiu, this is something that is impossible to accomplish.

The difficulty is as great as stealing Tianji Sinan from Dao Qiongcang without his knowledge.

There is a high probability that people from all over the world will surround it and they will not be able to steal it.

On the contrary, he can use Tianji Sinan to start mediation, step by step, and slowly kill all the coveters!

Love the common people and never hesitate.

When he realized this, he put down the evil sin bow, and quickly formed a series of obscure seals in front of his chest with his hands:

"Spell·Seal of War."

In the distance, Zhong Yuanzi's pupils suddenly dilated, and he retreated quickly, teleporting repeatedly.

Then he saw that Ai Cangsheng in the wheelchair was surrounded by a loud explosion, as if he was imprisoned by the spell, and the cloth was lifted to open the seal.

He placed the seal in the void, gently pushed it up to the sky, and finally looked out of the sky and shouted:

"Ai Cangsheng, respectfully invite the ancestor of war."