Chapter Seventy-One: Mirage

Qin Yijian smiled and explained, "Have you ever heard of a mirage, legend has it that it was transformed by a demon spirit called Mirage. Once people step into it, they will never be able to go out, and they can only exhaust their longevity in it until they die of old age. ”

Wu You's face changed: "You mean to say that we are in the mirage?" ”

"Not bad!"

"Then what should I do, my mother is still waiting for me at home?" Maiyu was in a hurry.

Qin Yijian sighed, his face full of wry smiles: "It's because of the number of days, and I can't help it." ”

"Nope! I don't care about the number of days, I have to go out! Wuyou gritted her teeth, her eyes showing determination.

Qin Yijian always shook his head and persuaded Wuyou to accept this reality. Seeing that Wuyou still refused to listen, he had to sigh and sit cross-legged to the side. Wuyou returned to the castle and turned it all over the ground, trying to find a way out.

Seeing that there was no progress, he walked out of the castle, performed the art of evasion, and galloped into the distance. She wanted to see if there was an end to the meadow. But soon Wuyou realizes that something is wrong, and no matter how fast she spends her way, the distance between her and the castle remains the same.

"Are we really going to die here?" Walking back to Qin Yijian's side, Wu You's face was ugly.

Qin Yijian shook his head: "Give up, no one can get out of here, not to mention our small cultivation, even if the Heavenly Immortals come here, there is nothing they can do." Fortunately, we are two of us here, and we can be regarded as having a companion for each other, and we will not be lonely in the years to come. ”

"I'm not reconciled!" Wuyou shook her head, "I originally had a full life and lived a happy and comfortable life, but I was inexplicably brought into this world. That's it, at least I can cultivate immortals, and I can work hard to improve my cultivation. I hope that one day, I will be able to protect my family, or meet my parents.

But now, in such a deserted place, he has to stay here for the rest of his life. I won't accept this result, I'm going to get out anyway! ”

After speaking, Wu You turned around again and galloped into the distance, until he was out of Qin Yijian's line of sight, then he stopped and scratched his head. He secretly said in his heart: "It's not right, with my understanding of Qin Yijian, he will never say anything about the appointment, it seems that there is something strange in this!" ”

Thinking of this, Wuyou sat cross-legged on the spot, entered the sea of knowledge space with introverted spiritual sense, and summoned the jade rabbit out. The jade rabbit seemed to be a little weak, and it took a long time to condense and form, and after a glance at Wuyou, he said in a daze: "The rabbit is tired and needs to rest." ”

"Hey! Wait until you're done and then rest! Wuyou took a step forward, lifted the jade rabbit and shook it twice, making it sober up a little.

Yutu tried to open his eyes, and his words were intermittent: "My contact with my sister is blocked by external forces, and my sister should have arrived in an alternative place." There is no absolute perfection in everything in the world, and if my sister wants to go out, she just needs to find that critical point・・・・・・"

The Jade Rabbit seemed to be extremely sleepy, and slowly closed his eyes as he spoke, and then his figure gradually became illusory until he disappeared. Wu You was helpless, his consciousness returned to his body, and he stood up and frowned slightly.

"The tipping point? There is only one ancient castle here, and there is a large grassland, so I can't search for it by lying on the grass little by little! Wait, there's not just the castle meadow, there's a third thing! ”

Wu You's eyes flashed, and then he flew back at great speed, coming to Qin Yijian's side, staring with both eyes. Qin Yijian was a little uncomfortable, glanced at Wu You, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Wu You snorted coldly and said, "I'm just curious, how did you transform and look exactly like him!" ”

Qin Yijian's face sank: "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

"You're not Qin Yijian at all!" Wuyou took two steps back, took the green jade sword in his hand, and pointed at Qin Yijian, "You have a good illusion, but it's a pity that you have neglected one place!" ”

"What do you mean, don't mess around, okay?" Qin Yijian shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

Wuyou smiled: "Yes! Then can you tell me, why you don't have the smell of tea on your body? You must know that Qin Yijian has been drinking tea for a long time, and that breath is not something that can be removed at will! ”

Qin Yijian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Are you too nervous, I have always had this smell on my body, how could you not smell it." I don't believe you're a few steps closer, see if there's any. ”

Wuyou frowned, really took two steps forward, and sniffed a few times. Then his expression relaxed, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Sure enough, it's the taste of tea, it seems that I didn't guess wrong." I was suspicious of you before, and I hope you don't be surprised, senior brother! ”

Before the words fell, the green jade sword in Wuyou's hand suddenly swung and slashed at Qin Yijian's chest, cutting a wound about a foot long. There was no blood inside, only a cloud of mist that drifted out of the air.

Qin Yijian glanced down at the wound, his face was full of disbelief, and after a while, he raised his head, looked at Wu You Yin and smiled: "It turns out that this so-called tea fragrance is just you testing me, it seems that my Taoism is still shallow, and I can't do 100% copying." But ・・・・・・"

This fake Qin Yijian was still waiting to be said, but his face suddenly changed, and in his chest, a second wound was born out of thin air. The wound was much deeper than the sword before Wu You, almost cutting his entire body in half, and a large amount of mist emanating from it made his body gradually blur.

At the same time, the surrounding mirror image also fluctuated, like a calm lake being thrown into a boulder. And it intensified, and when it was on the verge of collapsing at any time, that fake Qin Yijian waved his hands continuously, as if he wanted to barely hold on.

It's a pity that he was already seriously injured, and he didn't have the strength to do it at all, so he took one last look at Wuyou, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

After a few breaths, with a soft pop, all the mirrors crumbled, leaving only a ruined hall. This hall is the place where the dancers enter the castle. Even the place under his feet has not changed in the slightest, and it can be seen that everything before is an illusion.

Two meters from Wuyou's side, Qin Yijian stood with his sword in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the mirror image collapse. Turning his head to look at Wuyou, his voice was concerned: "How are you, you're not hurt, are you?" ”

"I'm fine, what the hell is this place?" Maiyu glanced around, feeling palpitations.

"Didn't I tell you! This is the mirage's body, and all the surrounding things are the result of its transformation. ”

Wuyou was stunned for a while: "Don't you tell me, you were real before that?" ”

Qin Yijian smiled and shook his head: "Isn't this ・・・・・・?"