When Wu Fang came out of the Scripture Pavilion, the sky had already darkened.

"Uncle Junior, look at the top of the mountain, the Purple Cloud Illusion has appeared!" Mu Xue'er suddenly exclaimed, Wu Fang looked up, only to see a huge vortex emerging from the sky above the top of the mountain, which looked like a black hole from a distance.

Over time, the black vortex expands to the point where it forms a suspended black area.

Every sect or force in the Xuanhuang Continent cannot get rid of the illusion of its roots. To be precise, because of the existence of the illusion, the forces or sects that control the illusion will be derived. There are five colors of illusions, and the opportunities and dangers of different colors of illusions are also different. The illusion controlled by the Purple Cloud Sect is the lowest of the five illusions, the black illusion.

Illusions are subject to change, and they appear every other year. Although the illusions vary from year to year, there is one thing in common, and that is the phantom jade.

Each piece of phantom jade is the energy that supports the appearance of the illusion, and it contains a huge amount of pure true martial energy, which can be directly absorbed by martial cultivators for their own use. Normally, the appearance of the illusion can last for seven days, but if someone gets the phantom jade, the illusion will disintegrate prematurely.

In addition to the only phantom jade in the illusion world, there are other opportunities, such as the true martial stone that also contains true martial energy, and the spirit plant herbs with various effects.

Of course, opportunities often come with danger, and although the degree of danger varies from one illusion to another, even the lowest level of black illusions may have one or two horrors emerging from them.

"Are you going to the illusion this time?"

"Of course you go, maybe you can go in and meet the opportunity, and you will break through to the realm of metamorphosis. ”

"Half of the people died last time!"

"Wealth and danger are begging!"

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Listening to the conversation of the disciples on the bluestone brick road, a faint smile rose on the corner of Wu Fang's mouth.

"Uncle Junior, will you go to the illusion realm?" Mu Xue'er gritted her teeth, and stared at Wu Fang with her big eyes, "The illusion is very dangerous, and there will be many senior brothers and sisters who can't get out every year." ”

"Don't worry, Uncle Xiao is the chosen son!" Wu Fang smiled knowingly, the phantom jade was a good opportunity for him!

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Three days passed in a flash, and in these three days, Wu Fang mainly practiced some simple fist and foot martial arts taken out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he could be regarded as practicing well.

"Disciples who want to enter the Purple Cloud Illusion Realm immediately go to the square to gather!" Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded in every corner of the Purple Cloud Sect.

"Damn, is she really one of the mentors? She looks about the same age as me!"

"Indeed, it's been two years since I joined the sect, and I haven't seen this mentor yet!"

"Don't guess if you don't understand, although this Mentor Xia is about the same age as us, he is a real master of the Martial Arts Realm, a three-star martial spirit!"

"The reason why you haven't seen her in the sect is because she went out to practice two years ago. That is, because of the death of the old sect master, she will come back. ”

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At this moment, the square was already crowded, and the air was filled with all kinds of noisy discussions.

In the crowd, Wu Fang looked at the purple-clothed woman who was discussing in the mouths of these disciples, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

The woman in purple is named Xia Hanyan, and she is the personal disciple of the original Wu Fang's father. And the original Wu Fang and his father, from the same master, that is, the old sect master who took office. In terms of seniority, this woman who is one or two years older than herself has to call herself uncle.

Since Wu Fang came to this world, his biggest headache is seniority. Honestly, most of the people in the audience still have to call him Uncle Taishi.

"Keep quiet!" Xia Hanyan didn't use the horn, but the cold voice filled the entire square.

"I'm not a few years older than you, but I hope you'll treat me with the respect I deserve. You must have gathered here to enter the illusion. Due to the restrictions of the Illusion Realm, only three martial spirits are allowed to enter the Purple Cloud Fantasy Realm every year, and I am glad to be one of them. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Hanyan's gaze swept over some of the people in the field, and said: "Unlike the limit on the number of martial spirits, all disciples of the Mortal Realm and the Quenching Qi Realm can enter the Illusion Realm. Perhaps you are looking forward to it now, fantasizing about being able to get opportunities from the illusion, fantasizing about taking advantage of it to soar. ”

"I have to say that there are indeed many opportunities in the fantasy world, but opportunities are often accompanied by danger. I think most of you haven't entered the illusion yet, or have only entered it once, and if you die in it, you're dead, and no one will even bring the corpse back to the sect for you. ”

"Illusions are dangerous, and every year the illusion opens differently than the previous year. Even I don't know what will happen in this illusion, and maybe I won't be able to come back. ”

As Xia Hanyan spoke, the smiling expressions of the disciples in the square disappeared, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

Although they had already known what Xia Hanyan said, now that they were speaking from the other party's mouth, they were still a little panicked.

"Actually, sometimes when you calm down and think about it, it's not bad to follow the rules and regulations in the sect. Although the cultivation is a little slower, at least there is no need to worry about losing your life. There's still some time, so think about it again. ”

"After a quarter of an hour, if you continue to decide to enter the illusion, follow me to the top of the mountain. In the illusion world, in addition to facing all kinds of strange creatures, he also has to guard against other people in the sect at all times. Even if you have the best relationship, you have to be a little vigilant with each other. After all, in the face of interests, many people will lose their nature. ”

Minutes and seconds passed.

Perhaps Xia Hanyan's words played a role, and some people chose to quit, but the vast majority still decided to enter the illusion.

"When you arrive in the illusion, everyone will be randomly teleported to a place, and everyone will try to huddle together to keep warm when they get inside. If you can meet me or another mentor, it's best to follow suit. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Hanyan stared at the black vortex above the top of the mountain, and said in a deep voice: "If you have made a decision, you are ready to start following me into the illusion realm!"

When everything was ready, Wu Fang huddled in the crowd and followed the three mentors towards the top of the mountain.

"It's amazing, what a strong suction!"

Coming to the top of the mountain, Wu Fang looked at the black vortex, which contained a huge suction.

"Into the Illusion!"

When Xia Hanyan's order was given, a group of disciples rose one after another, and then were pulled in by the suction force in the whirlpool.

Wu Fang was following behind a young man in white, but at the moment he entered the whirlpool, the young man in white suddenly disappeared from his sight.

In an instant, his feet, which had been in the air, had a point of focus, and at this moment, everything in his vision began to change.