Chapter 164: The Illusion of the Illusion
Indeed, above this promenade, it was empty, and apart from the scenery on both sides, there were only a few pillars left to support them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "Is there something wrong with these columns?" Ye Yi stretched out his palm, touched the surface of the pillar, and rubbed it, but he didn't feel anything unusual.
"The eye of each formation can only and will only be in this formation, it is not only a flaw, but also the source of the operation of the entire formation. As soon as you saw this attic, you already suspected that this was a phantom array, but now it has dispelled your suspicions. The silver-haired man's voice was indifferent to Ye Yi's ears.
Ye Yi pondered for a while, and his expression showed a hint of abruptness: "If it's really a fantasy, it's so wonderful, how can it be cracked?" ”
This time, the silver-haired man didn't speak immediately, but sighed softly in silence: "There are many reasons why the formation is weakening now, and it is a secret, the more you rely on, the more difficult it will be to become a real formation mage in the future." ”
"Huh? What do you mean, you want me to ...... myself" Ye Yi scratched the top of his head, swallowed a choked sob, and asked with some disbehesitation. "Figure it out for yourself." "What!" Ye Yi's eyes widened, but when he wanted to ask something, the man didn't say a word, no matter how he asked, it had no effect.
Ye Yi gritted his teeth, and said in his heart, doesn't this person know what it means to send Buddha to the west? said a lot of nonsense, but the result is still to rely on yourself to figure out a way, so unreliable this person.
Shaking his head, his heart was very bored at the moment, relying on himself and relying on himself, it was really grinding and chirping, Ye Yi's footsteps moved back and forth, and the next moment he sat directly on the ground, looking up at the four ordinary pillars from bottom to top.
Thunder surged, a figure crackled, and a crisp voice was on this long corridor. Extremely fast flickering, but it seems that no matter how you go, there is still no end. I have tried to jump out of the confines of this corridor, but this place is full of flowers, and I want to jump to the top of this promenade, but it doesn't look high, but if I want to jump up, I can't touch it at all, just like the door at the end of the field of vision ahead.
"Whew, whew, whew." Chu Jing stopped tiredly, sweat dripping under his feet, at this moment he couldn't stop trembling, despite this, he still, looked up with difficulty, and immediately spread it on the cold ground.
Tilting his head and supporting his body with both hands, Chu Jing felt that it was useless to blindly stay where he was and find a way, so it was better to try it. However, his attempt was to use speed, perhaps because of the mechanism here, and using speed to crack the mechanism is indeed a good method. Pity.
Unfortunately not. Chu Jing thought so in his heart, but since this was the case, he didn't believe that this senior of the Purple Mansion Realm would spend so much energy and cast anything, a spell that he had never heard of or even unimagined before, to change or even illusory this place. Maybe there is such a technique, but can the monks of the Purple Mansion Realm perform it?
Chu Jing didn't know, but after thinking about it carefully, he ruled out these reasons and all kinds of encounters before the combination. "Is it another formation?"
Li Yuandan's cold eyes looked around, and after a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbidity. "But it's a formation, hmph, I thought it could trap me." With a turn of his hand, the pitch-black spear, a little bright red color, became stronger and stronger, but his body, looking back, was actually a little terrifying, and his indifferent face gradually turned pale.
"Want to break the formation?" Chu Jing had never studied the formation, nor had he learned the classics of the formation, and he also knew that the formation had declined, but he never thought that it was a hurdle in this step.
"Since you don't know anything, it's better to forcibly break the formation here, whatever it is?" Now that he had made up his mind, Chu Jing took out a few pills from his waist and swallowed them for the purpose of restoring his spiritual power. Then he jumped up, the thunder in his palm shone brightly, and then a wisp of flame wrapped around it, his eyes widened, and his mouth screamed, and the whole person flew out like an arrow off the string.
"Knock knock!" Ye Yi's whole body was lying next to the pillar, his ears were close to each other, and his fingers were still tapping, making it make a sound. However, each of these four Ye Yi tried this, and also observed its surface, it seemed that it was no different from the usual.
But then, he slapped his head suddenly: "It's said that it's a phantom array, how could it be so easy for you to find out." "In the phantom array, everything is illusory, but it is often more real than reality, and what Ye Yi suspects is that this phantom array is not just a simple phantom array, I am afraid that it is the illusion of the phantom array, that is, the illusion hidden in the illusion.
Ordinary phantom arrays can only confuse people's state of mind, but this is also the biggest weakness of the phantom array, because if you encounter a monk and martial artist with a strong mind, you can often see the location of this phantom array at a glance. However, some array mages have made up for its shortcomings by hiding illusions in illusions to make the delicacy in the illusion array more realistic.
Although this is just a suspicion, but now that he has a direction, Ye Yi is also interested. In his indifferent eyes, a dark aura flashed, and the power of divine consciousness in his brain spread out, enveloping the four pillars. Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Yi sank his breath and became nothing.
When his heart was covered by the darkness that permeated it, Ye Yi didn't see that these dark colors had seeped out of his body and began to touch the corners and corners of this phantom array.
At this time, Ye Yi's eyes were still closed. He was already immersed in his own wonderful situation, and he didn't need to rely on the naked eye at all, he tilted his head to control the power of divine consciousness emanating from the sea of consciousness, and if he could merge these divine consciousness into silk on one side, then his accuracy would be much higher.
Therefore, the control of the power of divine consciousness is very helpful for the formation. Ye Yi's plan was to rely on his divine sense, which was much more reliable than his own feelings. However, his current cultivation is only the seventh layer of condensation, and his divine sense is not strong in the first place, so it is even more difficult to condense it.
He straightened up, but the expression on his face was constantly distorted, and he looked quite painful. And at this moment, above Ye Yi's palm, a purple light emerged. I don't know how long it was silent, but this half-diamond-shaped thing finally reappeared. It's just that at this time, Ye Yi was immersed in the rising darkness in his heart, and he didn't notice this situation at all.
The half-diamond-shaped unknown object emerged from Ye Yi's palm, and under the strength of the purple light, a suction force flowed in all directions, attracting the spread of divine consciousness continuously.
Ye Yi raised his eyebrows, at this moment, he seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the dark, his heart was covered by layers of fog, and he couldn't find an exit, only to maintain a clear sense and divine sense, so that he could feel the situation outside, but he didn't know what was going on, he wanted to go out, and he couldn't even open his closed eyes.
But despite this, he was still trying his best to control and condense the level of his divine sense, but even if he exhausted his mind, the level he wanted to achieve was still far away. Until this moment, the black fog that had blocked him around suddenly fluctuated, and before Ye Yi could react, a tingling sensation in his sea of consciousness, like a needle, pierced into his brain.
"Hmm!" Ye Yi's throat choked and wanted to roar, but he found that he couldn't even make a sound, and the eyeballs hidden under his eyelids were wide, and the feeling of pain made his eyes bloodshot.
Zhihai can be said to be the most fragile part of a monk's body, and a slight injury may be able to cause it to collapse. So you can imagine how hard the pain of being pricked by the needle is at this time. What's even more serious is that the pain is still bursting and continuous.
Ye Yi even wanted to roll on the ground in pain, but his body was imprisoned, and he couldn't move. It's just that after going through this, he didn't realize what a magical scene it is now.
It seemed to be absorbing, and then it turned around and released it, but the divine consciousness that was released was much more condensed than what it had absorbed before, and it instantly re-injected this into the deep sea in Ye Yi's mind. And so on and so on, over and over again.
"Ugh." The churning black mist, a strand of long silver-white hair in the thick, flowing elegantly, contains a low sigh.
And slowly, Ye Yi's eyes wanted to open, and he seemed to have felt what he was going to feel. "That's it!"