Chapter 872: Chasing the Heart

c_t; "Tell me, what the hell am I going to do with the existence of the illusion?" Luo Cheng asked directly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The white cat was very dissatisfied with his attitude, and said casually: "Why should I tell you? ”

"Suzaku doesn't know you like this yet, I'll go and tell her, she should be very interested." Luo Cheng stood up indifferently, and walked out the door as he spoke.

"Wait!"

The white cat looked angry and helpless.

"You're cheating like this, the White Tiger Hall must pass through real skills." The white cat tried to persuade.

"Even if you're in a hurry, you need to know the direction."

"Okay, okay."

The white cat said helplessly: "There is no specific goal in the illusion, it doesn't mean that you want to achieve anything, but to chase your heart and improve yourself." ”

"Isn't the White Tiger Hall trying to force people into cold-blooded murderous demons?" When Luo Cheng heard this, he was greatly surprised.

"Self-righteous." The white cat gave him a disdainful look, too lazy to explain anything, with the way he was now, it was not so hateful to do such an action.

Luo Cheng sat on the ground thoughtfully, carefully recalling the other party's words, and after making sure what he had mastered, he let the white cat start again.

The white cat turned into a white tiger with a 'bang', the room became a grassland again, and the bloody wind and rain came to Luo Cheng.

At the same time, the Sword Immortal Mountain has been razed to the ground, and the mountain that once made the swordsmen yearn for it no longer exists.

The successful masked people all returned to the place where Luo Cheng disappeared, and explored something in the void through various means.

However, the final result was unsatisfactory, and the masked man gave up the task of chasing and killing Luo Cheng and left quickly.

Soon, Zhuang Xian, who was in the underground palace, was overjoyed to learn that the Shura team sent out had succeeded.

"Palace Master, Luo Cheng is not dead, including the four Martial God disciples who are with him. Two members of the Shura team died at his hands. ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Xian, who was happy, froze on his face with a smile on his face, and asked what was going on in disbelief.

"It seems that Luo Cheng found the Shura team at the beginning and took those four women to hide......"

"Did you just let him run? Won't the Shura squad block entrances and exits? Zhuang Xian interrupted rudely.

"The Shura team did this at first, but they didn't realize that they had been discovered, so they searched separately, and as a result, one of the members was killed by a sneak attack."

"How? Luo Cheng and those four martial god apprentices didn't have this strength. ”

"This is unknown, but according to the situation at the scene, Luo Cheng and the five people caused great damage."

As if he didn't want Zhuang Xian to interrupt, the man spoke very quickly about what happened next.

When he heard that Luo Cheng could actually fly in Sword Immortal Mountain, Zhuang Xian knew that the Shura team was excusable.

"This Luo Cheng can still escape with four burdens. This is troublesome, not only are there more witnesses, but they haven't been able to kill those four women, the smoke bomb is not big enough, others will only think that we are rushing to the Sword Immortal Mountain, and the anger of annoying a sword immortal is not something that anyone can bear, so I will be given a little peace during this time. ”

"No problem."

"Also, how is the divine weapon forged? We have spent so much energy to kidnap the spirit weapon master everywhere and fake the news of death, but we can't do without gain. ”

"Don't worry, the palace master is not far from the completion of the magic knife casting."

………

Two days later, Luo Cheng walked out of the White Tiger Palace, his face was a little lost and a little excited, which made Hongying and the sword unable to understand.

Luo Cheng still failed to pass the White Tiger Palace, but he found that every time he came out, his whole person was completely new, and his state was something he didn't have before.

The White Tiger Hall is like a furnace, it will be very painful to be in it, but the impurities and dross will disappear in the refining over and over again.

When Luo Cheng meets the requirements of the White Tiger Palace, he will pass the test.

Under his 'coercion', the guy who is also a white tiger and a white cat told him that if he came once a day, he could pass the test in half a month, provided that he would not collapse in the illusion, otherwise he would have to start all over again.

"It should be safe outside now." Luo Cheng couldn't help but think.

At this time, the people of Sword Immortal Mountain should know that the most important foundation is gone, and those masked people will definitely not stay.

"Luo Cheng, you let me go out and have a look first." Squire Jian suggested.

This is a good way, Luo Cheng can hide in the Dragon Palace without incident, and then let the two sword spirits be his eyes and ears.

"Hehe, am I the kind of person who lets someone die for me?"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Cheng disappeared directly, and the next second he appeared in the Sword Immortal Mountain.

At this time, the Sword Immortal Mountain was gone, and everywhere in sight was a ruin, and the entire mountain was shattered.

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Luo Cheng remembered the majestic mountain when he remembered it, but now he has become this ghost, and he is embarrassed.

Suddenly, Luo Cheng sensed that there were people everywhere around, and the curious Imperial Sword flew into the air, and found that the ruins of Sword Immortal Mountain had been blocked by people, and he was naturally in the blockade.

"What people!"

It didn't take long for a large group of people and horses to surround them, one eyeing the tiger and murderous, and they didn't need to thank Xie to know that they were from Sword Immortal Mountain.

"Everyone, don't get me wrong, I was one of the five people who went up the mountain that day, and Guan Shunan of Tianxiang City can testify for me." Luo Cheng said.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding people looked at each other with a look of hesitation.

"Are you Luo Cheng?!"

A rather dignified middle-aged man walked out and looked at him with a blank face.

"It's me."

"It was Guan Shunan who informed us yesterday, and we also know that you stayed to save them, but in our expectation, you should have died, why are you still here?" After the middle-aged man said this, his face was full of hostility, thinking that he was the internal response of those masked people!

Luo Cheng sighed helplessly, entered the Dragon Palace again, and could still see the surprised expressions on the faces of those people before disappearing.

Two or three minutes later, Luo Cheng reappeared, and found that those people were still looking for him everywhere just now, and when they saw him appear out of nowhere, they surrounded him again without saying a word.

"Now you know why I survived, right?" Luo Cheng said.

"You've been like this for the past two days?" The middle-aged man asked strangely.

"For safety."

"Understood, it's us thinking too much, but I'm still bothering you to tell the ins and outs of the matter again, I'll see if there are any discrepancies, if not, you can go."

This is not an excessive request, Luo Cheng said very happily that after 1510 that night, after the other party found that there was no discrepancy with what Guan Shunan said, the hostility on his face disappeared, and the spirit weapon fell.

"Anyway, what's going on now? Did you track anything down? Wine Sword Fairy ......"

"These are our internal affairs, you better not ask more, let's go." The middle-aged man interrupted impatiently.

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