In this case, you might as well send someone to Kunlun Mountain to give it a try, and it will be him who owes the favor to Phoenix Ridge in the future. As for the head of the Xie family......

"I heard that there is a technique called Soul Transference in Penglai Immortal Sect, I wonder if the head of the Xie family has ever dabbled in it?"

Although Xie Jinse didn't understand why he suddenly asked this question, he settled down and bowed his head calmly, "Although this is a high-level spell in Penglai, I also know it." ”

"It is said that this kind of magic can have the effect of transferring souls. Mo Yanchen groaned slightly, "If you can let me use the soul transfer technique to enter this illusory illusion map, find a flaw and wait for an opportunity to break the formation, and then persuade my senior brother to leave with me, it will be half the effort." ”

"Okay, I'll immediately ask people to go to Penglai to find a fellow door. Xie Jinse nodded hurriedly, and wanted to immediately turn around and leave Huaishan and go to Penglai as fast as possible.

Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice: "No need, I remember that there is a mountain guarding spirit beast in Huai Mountain, which is Cangluan, one of the spirit beasts in the four directions of the demon world. ”

This soul-shifting technique comes from Penglai Biyou Palace, It is an interception technique, and most of the demon spirits were in the interception sect back then, and this kind of magic requires the demon spirit to be used as a guide to support the formation eye, so as to ensure that the person who enters the formation is safe. There are demons in Huaishan, only a few people know about it, and Mo Yanchen is one of them.

"Not bad. The old housekeeper of Huaishan did not shy away from it, and went to the back mountain in person with a cane, and invited Cangluan out in less than a moment.

When Cangluan has not been transformed, he is still a spirit pet like a yellow chick. When it appeared in the eyes of everyone, Mo Ranchen was instantly attracted by it, and couldn't help but reach out and touch its feathers. Cangluan stood in the hands of the old housekeeper of Huaishan, and jumped down and down as if he was displeased, "Twitter...... Twitter ......"

"This is Cangluan?!" Mo Zhanchen took it from the old housekeeper of Huaishan in disbelief, and sighed involuntarily in his heart. This is clearly the sound transmission spirit bird~~~

"Twitter...... "Cang Luan seemed to feel the other party's suspicion of its identity, and couldn't help but peck Mo Ranchen's palm heavily to express his dissatisfaction.

"Without further ado, let's try. "Xie Jinse doesn't care if it's a cangluan or a sound transmission spirit bird in front of him, as long as he can use it to perform the soul transfer technique. After speaking, his hands formed lotus flowers, and a faint halo gushed out from his body, and a disc circle instantly appeared on the ground, which was placed at the bottom of the illusory fantasy picture scroll. And Mo Ranchen touched a handful of hair on the top of Cangluan's head, calmed it for a moment, and then placed it in the magic circle.

It may be due to the fact that Penglai Immortal Technique is mixed with the power of demon spirits, Cangluan soon felt something, and the pure demonic power gushed out from his body and merged with it, and the power of the formation gradually drew a layer of faint green from the pure.

Mo Ranchen used the Kunlun upper-layer technique to forcibly extract the soul consciousness in his body, trying to enter the illusion created by the senior brother of the Illusory Illusion Realm.

Although he was prepared, the moment he entered the picture scroll, he was still a little stunned when he saw the scenes around him that were no different from reality. Since the senior brother has such an obsession with Huai Mountain, how can he be willing to be bound in the magic weapon.

He walked cautiously in the huge courtyard, with his cultivation he could stay in the scroll with the power of his soul consciousness for less than half an hour, he must find the trace of his senior brother as soon as possible and persuade him to leave as soon as possible. Although he has been friends with his senior brother for hundreds of years, he is not familiar with Huai Mountain, and it is not easy to find his whereabouts. After about half an hour of effort, there was a sudden sound of a woman's enchanting moaning in his ears, which was even more bewildering than the demon girl he had seen in the Kunlun Tribulation, and it also made him stunned for a moment, not daring to take another easy step.

How could there be a woman in the illusion of the senior brother? The □□ is endless, faintly accompanied by a man/rough/panting, which makes people blush. Mo Ranchen covered his head, almost wanting to leave the illusion immediately, but he knew that if he left like this, it would be difficult to have a chance to see his senior brother. Gradually, the sound grew faster and faster, and finally ended with the man's heavy gasp and the woman's high-pitched scream.

In fact, from the time he first stepped into the illusory fantasy realm, Shen Yuan was aware that the woman who could lean on the plum blossom was weak and boneless, her skin was like congealed fat, which made people love it, and she was holding him tightly under her body. Arms around her waist, stabilizing her tired body, unable to control her body to press her body towards herself, greedily kissing her lips, and finally landing on her neck, calming the unsatisfied desire/fire in her body. Gently carried the woman in his arms to the house to rest, and he waved his hand, the clothes hanging next to him were all dressed in an instant, the wind was clear and the moon was white, extraordinary, leaned over and kissed her eyebrows, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

But in the blink of an eye, when his gaze shot out of the house, his gentle eyes were cold and gloomy, like a clear lake frozen into ice, and the tigers coming down the mountain smelled blood, with an endless killing aura.

"Senior Brother......" Mo Ranchen was still hovering in the garden, but a flower had appeared in the living room in front of him, and the senior brother was walking slowly out of the door, and Qing Gao was so cold that it was daunting.

This is the illusion of the senior brother, everything is based on what he thinks in his heart, and nothing is real. The people of the Shen family are all step-by-step, polite and polite, like marionettes without temper. The talented woman...... What's going on? It's really confusing.

Shen Yuan walked to the top and stared at him sharply, "The head of the family is so interested, he actually has time to be a guest in my Huaishan?"

Mo Ranchen has been taught by him since he was a child, and in addition to the affection of his brother and sister, he also has respect in his heart, which is slightly restrained. But this illusion matter can't be delayed any longer, "Senior brother, if it weren't for the appearance of this illusory illusion picture scroll in Huai Mountain, the junior brother would never dare to disturb the senior brother's Qing Xiu." ”

Shen Yuan's eyes were indifferent, and he sneered: "Oh~ In this way, I should be grateful?"

His tail note was light, hooking up a touch of arc, and his whole body exuded a lazy and contemptuous atmosphere, which made people shudder. Over the years, Shen Yuan has become more unpredictable, as if there is a net firmly covering him, and the people outside are fascinated even if they are close. Many people privately said that he was cold and unkind, often talking and laughing, flicking his fingers to destroy the innocent Daoji, and in a fit of anger, he made the corpses of the Xiuzhen Sect all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

It was so cold that it could stab the people who were close to him all over his body, even Mo Yanchen, who had grown up together since childhood.

He just didn't understand, with Senior Brother's current cultivation status, there would be something he couldn't ask for. But he doesn't have much time, I'm afraid he can't explore the loopholes of the seal, "In terms of magic cultivation and magic weapon cognition, Senior Brother is already far superior to me." The things made by this demon clan are dedicated to confusing people's minds, and they are finally eaten away by it to the point where there is nothing left. Senior brother, although I don't know why you are willing to obsessed with illusions, but illusions are not real. Sooner or later, no matter what illusory people are, illusory things will dissipate, and then years of cultivation will be destroyed in one fell swoop, so what should we do?"

"Heh~ no matter what it is!" Shen Yuan snorted coldly, and then his eyes were deep, and he spoke sharply, and there was a great sense of recklessness in his words. Not long ago, the painting scroll was abnormal, and he already knew that Mo Yanchen was in the Huai Mountain from the cultivation technique. I thought that if I cast a spell to resist, they would be able to retreat from the difficulty, but I didn't expect that Mo Ranchen would use the spell he taught him to urge the forbidden spell to break into the magic circle. "I have received your help, and I have also written down your feelings. However, Shen's affairs are not allowed to be interfered with by others, and if there is a next time, it is appropriate not to think about the same door. Roll ——!"

Mo Yanchen's breath stagnated, and before he could continue, he was ejected from the picture scroll. The soul consciousness turned around, and his expression became complicated, and he stood in place for half a sound without moving. Until Xie Jinse couldn't help but step forward, carefully observed his expression, and asked in an expectant tone, "Master Mo, can you see Brother Shen?"

"Master Mo. Seeing that Mo Zhanchen didn't speak, the old housekeeper of Huaishan was also up and down in his heart, hoping that he could quickly bring the news of the head of the family, "Is the head of the house sick?"

"Senior brother is well. Not only is it fine, but he has also forced his soul sense to withdraw! He had been pondering the female voice he heard when he entered the illusion realm, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards Xie Jinse, who was beside him, as if he was not the head of the Xie family. "It's just that it's not easy to break the formation. After speaking, he sacrificed the sound transmission spirit bird in his hand, and ordered the people of Kunlun Mountain to find the whereabouts of Meng Zhong, the second young master of the Meng family in Phoenix Ridge.

In the illusory fantasy picture, the smoke is scattered, and the sun and moon shake the light.

The courtyard is full of flowers, and weeds spread on the ground, gushing out a faint blue. As the winter passes, everything begins to stretch out its grace, revealing the fragrance of plants and trees.

Next to the river, accompanied by the rich white mist splashed by the waterfall, it is like entering the realm of the Nine Heavens Yao Pond. The water droplets floating in the air are in the treetops, flowers and plants, and the rhythm of the trickle of spring stones, between the gaps in the verdant trees, the woman is dressed in a blue emerald smoke shirt, her eyebrows are like green feathers, her mouth is like Zhu Dan, her muscles are like mutton fat, her willow waist is charming, and the lotus step gently moves and stretches her jade limbs, just like the spirit in the forest is dancing with her aura, and her smile and smile are all moving.

The man with a rich and lofty spirit stood on the side, his wide sleeves fluttering, and the eyes staring at the woman were so soft and affectionate, which made people intoxicated.

"Husband!" Lan Qingruo was excited and agitated, and couldn't help but reach out and grab the white mist in her hand, but it was empty, but she didn't care, the whole person was as happy as a lark.

Shen Yuan brought her over, flicked the morning dew on her body, hooked his lips and asked with a smile: "It's rare to see you happy like this." ”

"Everything grows, how can you not be happy!" Lan Qingruo held him tightly with both hands, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, dazzling, "Husband, did I dance beautifully?"

"Hmm. Shen Yuan bowed his head and looked at her affectionately, "It's good-looking." ”

Women are sometimes a bit pretentious, if you say that she is not good-looking, she will be annoyed, if you say that she is good-looking, she will not believe it. "My husband is teasing me again, I never know how to dance. With a hook of eyebrows, he stretched out his hands coquettishly to hook his neck, and asked with a teasing smile: "Could it be that there is a beauty in the eyes of a lover, and it is naturally good?"

"A beauty comes out of a lover's eyes, what should come out of a husband's eyes?" Shen Yuan's voice was low, and when she danced in the forest, she almost hooked his mind, just like a young boy who strayed into a fairyland and met a fairy, and a pedestrian walking at night in the dark suddenly saw the long-awaited light.

Lan Qingruo looked up and smiled, stared straight into his eyes, and shouted without blushing: "In your eyes, of course, you can only come out of Qingruo, is it possible to think of something else?"