Outside the Immortal Mountain, as time passed, everyone's expressions became more and more solemn, and everyone stared at the Immortal Mountain.

Even those four great holy masters who stood at the top of the continent could no longer be indifferent, and their thousand-year-old Dao hearts fluctuated at this moment.

Until now, Zhang Heng and Murong Qingxue have been in for a whole day.

According to the rules of the Immortal Mountain, after everyone enters the Immortal Mountain, they will fall into a coma, and then be teleported out, those who are high in cultivation and strong in concentration can stay in the Immortal Mountain for a longer period of time, and those who are weak will be teleported out quickly.

In the past, the younger generation who went in was able to hold on to a day at its limit, but now a day has passed.

If nothing else, Zhang Heng and Murong Qingxue would also be teleported out quickly.

Therefore, everyone also stared nervously.

Qian Muyun had been standing here motionless all day, and because of her cold temperament, others didn't dare to come up and disturb her.

Everyone knows that the rule of the Immortal Mountain is that you are not dead, no matter how strong or weak you are, you will be teleported out, even if you really die after you come out, you will die outside.

However, there are always surprises.

Immortal Mountain.

Zhang Heng was stunned, at this moment he frowned, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he kept thinking about something in his heart.

He had just seen a man go from madness to madness.

The old man who was immersed in his own vision, the old man who piled up millions of corpses to the peak, the old man whose whole body was filled with blood and desire.

At this moment, he was even more crazy.

Because, Zhang Heng and the space he was in collapsed.

The mountains of corpses were shattered into countless fragments and disappeared, the pungent smell of blood wafting in the air gradually dissipated, and the illusory advanced cultivation on the old man's body gradually lost.

Everything is slowly recovering.

After a while, the surroundings became the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the appearance of a clear spirit.

This would have been a good thing.

But, for the elderly.

Everything he had was gone.

His dream was shattered, but he was immersed in the dream and could not wake up.

He simply could not accept such a blow.

He roared, he screamed wildly.

"Where's my peak strength?"

"Where's my peerless magic sword?"

"What about the corpses of my defeated men?"

"I'm the number one in the world, I'm the number one in the world. ”

......

Everything is shattered and gone.

The old man couldn't accept such a blow, so he frantically played with the tree next to him and hit it.

Then, he died.

Died in his own illusion.

Zhang Heng looked at all this heavily, he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

Immediately after that, the screen turned again.

This time, Zhang Heng appeared in a lavishly decorated palace, and the entire palace was resplendent and luxurious.

Inside the palace, there was an atmosphere of chaos.

Above the main hall, more than a dozen young women in revealing clothes were writhing in a seductive posture.

Vulgar vocal music resounded throughout the palace.

On the throne above the palace, on a huge luxurious chaise longue, sat a man with a naked body and obsessed eyes.

There are several well-dressed women around him who are serving him in every detail.

Some beat his legs, some peeled fruit for him, and some snuggled up in his arms, allowing his sinful hands to run wild.

This is an illusory world of pure desire.

At this moment, the man shouted loudly at the woman who was dancing in the main hall: "Dance well, Uncle Ben who dances is happy, and Uncle Ben is rewarded." ”

"Thank you, Childe," the dozen or so women on the top of the hall bowed slightly, said in an extremely charming voice, and then showed off their dancing postures to their heart's content.

Zhang Heng watched quietly and remained silent for a long time.

At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the surrounding space, and the entire space began to dissipate.

The man was stunned, and then nervous, because the women had become illusory.

Zhang Heng knew what the Immortal Mountain was going to do, so he hurriedly shouted loudly: "Stop." ”

This person has been trapped in the world of his own desires and cannot extricate himself, if the Death Mountain really retracts all the illusions, then he will definitely not be able to accept it, and it is very likely that his consciousness will dissipate, and in this case, his body outside the Immortal Mountain will also die.

The Immortal Mountain seemed to have heard Zhang Heng's words, and then this space returned to its previous appearance, and the man smiled with satisfaction when he saw that his beauties were all back.

Hands and ......

At this time, Zhang Heng had already withdrawn from this world, and his consciousness had also returned to his ontology, appearing in the immortal mountain in reality.

Zhang Heng was silent for a long time, and the pictures he saw just now were always torturing his heart.

Then, the voice of the Immortal Mountain came, "In this case, you still have to save them." ”

"These people have been living in their own world for a long time, and if you really bring them back to real life, you are not helping them, but harming them. ”

"Moreover, these people have gone berserk, and if Rang really let them go back to real life, how would they be willing to live that ordinary life? ”

"So, let them live in this illusion forever. ”

"Live in this beautiful fantasy. ”

......

The voice of the Immortal Mountain gushed endlessly.

It has been advising Zhang Heng to give up the idea of saving people.

Zhang Heng's heart was also shaken.

Immortal Mountain is right, in that illusory world, everything is according to their ideas, they are the gods of that world, how can they be willing to return to real life and be an ordinary person after living that kind of life.

If they were to wake up in reality, they would definitely be a danger to the outside world.

He hesitated.

After a long time, Zhang Heng finally spoke, and he said in a deep voice: "I don't care about those who take the initiative to enter the Immortal Mountain because of their desires, but I can't care about those ordinary people who are affected by your phantom array because they are close to the Immortal Mountain." ”

There is a phantom array on the Immortal Mountain, as long as you enter here, you will be teleported out, and then you will not wake up, everyone knows, therefore, they have listed the Immortal Mountain as the four forbidden places, but there will always be people who can't control their inner desires and step into this mountain range one after another.

Because the Immortal Mountain is one of the four forbidden places, it is as famous as the Burial Dragon Yuan, and no one has set foot in it for hundreds of millions of years, and there will definitely be many very attractive cultivation resources In order to satisfy their desires, they knew that the Immortal Mountain was extremely dangerous, but they still wanted to enter it, and now, they were in a coma, and they couldn't complain about others.

Zhang Heng can't control these people, and he doesn't want to take care of them.

But those ordinary people, they didn't do anything wrong, they suffered disasters in vain because they were close to this immortal mountain, they were innocent, so Zhang Heng couldn't ignore them.

Hearing this, the voice of the Immortal Mountain came again, "Boy, do you know who the illusion I just showed you is. ”

Zhang Heng didn't speak, because he knew that the Immortal Mountain would give him an answer,

Then, the voice of the Immortal Mountain came, "Those illusion times just now are all those innocent ordinary people in your mouth. ”

Innocent?

Ordinary people's?

Zhang Heng smiled.

Yes, money, wealth, beauty, and strength, these things are the best things that ordinary people can think of.

In the eyes of those high-ranking monks, all this was at their fingertips, so what they wanted was to ask for immortality and ascend the Great Dao.

Those ordinary people have also fallen into deep illusions.

"Boy, do you still want to save them?"

The voice of the Immortal Mountain continued.

Zhang Heng replied to it, but looked ahead with empty eyes.

"Boy, actually, what's the difference between true and false? Even if it's an illusion, it's a perfect illusion, and they're all voluntarily immersed in it. ”

"It's been decades out there, and it's been decades here. ”

"Then why not choose this illusory, perfect world, but the real, cruel world. ”

"Truth and falsehood, sometimes it is not necessary to distinguish so clearly. ”

Zhang Heng still didn't speak.

But he had come to his senses.

This immortal mountain is really too good to speak, although there is no emotion in his voice, these words are comparable to the speeches of those MLM masters.

Zhang Heng suspected that there were many people who saw through its illusion, but they were said to be dead by it like this.

However, since the Immortal Mountain mentioned the truth or falsehood, Zhang Heng theorized with him.