Chapter 239: Imperial Illusory Pupil
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Fang Fan touched his chin and said, "With Xiao Er's character, he won't care if these people live or die." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Yang Fan was surprised: "Have you crossed paths with him?" ”
Fang Fan said, "It's a little bit, you continue." ”
Yang Fan glanced deeply at Fang Fan's left arm and said, "You should know what will happen if someone is captured by the Sand Clan." ”
Fang Fan pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly and said, "I know." ”
Yang Fan said in a low tone, "Men have been disemboweled, implanted in the Mandate of Heaven Spirit Source, women have become fertility tools, and young children and sand people naturally can't wait for them to grow up, so they have become their food." ”
Fang Fan said, "There won't be many people in the nearby villages, they will expand outward. ”
Yang Fan nodded, and said, "Let's make a long story short, the villagers who work all day long are naturally not as good as those who practice martial arts, and the experiments of the sand people require a body that has been tempered for thousands of years, and the reason why there are so few sects in this area is because most of them died in the hands of the sand clan."
Later, they became even more unscrupulous, and various sects sent their elite disciples to crusade against them, but in the desert, the sand people had the advantage, and these crusading disciples not only did not exterminate them, but were also captured, including many beautiful female disciples.
The sand man tasted the sweetness, and did not take human beings into account, and finally one day, a woman in a golden robe came here, this woman is not only beautiful, but also extremely strong, according to her, in order to avenge her sister, but after all, she was outnumbered, killed hundreds of people in a row, and the woman was captured by exhaustion. ”
Fang Fan said, "After that, she killed herself?" ”
Yang Fan was surprised: "You know? ”
Fang Fan nodded and said, "I know a little. ”
Fang Fan was lucky enough to receive Xiao Er's task to pick the Ice Heart Lotus in the Snow Ridge of Sumeru, the Ice Heart Lotus only blooms once in his life, but it takes six years from planting to flowering, and within an hour, the flower will fail.
There was once a woman who was as white as ice and snow liked this flower, no matter how heavy the wind and snow, Xiao Er would pick this flower on her death day and send it to her tomb, her tomb was in the back mountain of Taixu Palace, and Xiao Er's residence was also in the back mountain.
Xiao Er regretted it more than once, if he didn't pursue martial arts wholeheartedly, but chose to wander the world with a woman, he might not be guarding a well-dressed mound in his life, her clothes were lying there quietly, her eyes were endless darkness, and his eyes were unwearable loneliness.
Spring goes to autumn, flowers bloom, but they can no longer find anyone to tell.
Fang Fan had heard the cause of the woman's death from Xiao Er's mouth, this self-killing woman may be Xiao Er's person who guards all day long, and only a woman with such a strong personality is worthy of Xiao Er, who looks down on the world.
Like many vulgar stories, Xiao Er's mother was the maid of the Wang family, the old man was drunk, gave birth to something that should not have been born, a maid without a name, an illegitimate child of low status, was kicked out of the house at the age of five, and her mother died of illness under starvation.
Ascended to the peak at the age of fifteen, entered the saint at the age of twenty, entered the royal family in the same year, did not leave the chicken and dog, founded the Taixu Palace in the second year, entered the realm of freedom, and in fifteen years, the small sect without foundation was exhibited into a large faction of ten thousand people.
Xiao Er has always been a legend.
"And then? He didn't find the woman? ”
Yang Fan sighed, "Where did he find it, when he came, the woman had been dead for ten days, and in ten days, in a group of hungry wolves, what else could she do?" ”
Fang Fan bowed his head and was silent, his heart was like a knife, even if it wasn't something that was born in him, he still hoped that the ending would be better, even if the story itself was not good.
Yang Fan recalled, "I remember that day it was raining lightly, and Xiao Er, dressed in a golden robe, came here in the dust, he looked like a lost dog, and like a lone wolf covered in bruises.
Naturally, the people of the Sand tribe laughed at him, and he also saw the torn golden robe, and I remember him saying a word, and he said that she had told me that she had never liked gold, because it was vulgar, but there was one person who liked it, and she also thought it was cute.
After that, Xiao Er split the castle of the Sand Clan with a sword, and killed more than a thousand people with a sword, but the patriarch of the Sand Clan turned on the Jiyue Streamer, which was not something he could split, he wandered here for a long time, like a lion who had lost his home, but the array sank into the sea of sand, and he could no longer find it. ”
Fang Fan sighed abruptly and said, "He starts to wear a white shirt now." ”
Yang Fan said: "That woman is indeed more suitable for wearing white. ”
Fang Fan said: "Maybe." ”
Suddenly there was a wind on the ground, and the stars seemed to be darkened.
Yang Fan said, "Coming here, should I consider joining the Chaos Soul Sect?" ”
Fang Fan looked around, then looked at Yang Fan, and said helplessly, "Even the sect has been occupied by others, I don't think you can give me any benefits." ”
"!" Yang Fan's eyes narrowed.
Fang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then you tell me, what other good things do you have." ”
Yang Fan snorted coldly and said, "Boy, haven't you heard of the Imperial Illusory Pupil. ”
Fang Fan shook his head.
Yang Fan mocked mercilessly: "I don't know. ”
Fang Fan smiled dumbly and said, "Yes, yes, I don't know anything, kid." ”
Yang Fan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the old man has a lot of them, so I don't care about you." ”
Fang Fan said, "Then ask the old man, what is the Imperial Illusory Pupil?" ”
Yang Fan stroked his beard, and the old god said, "Do you know illusions?" ”
Fang Fan said: "Does a mirage count?" ”
Yang Fan stroked his beard and laughed, "That kind of superficial technique is not worth mentioning. ”
Fang Fan put the round-faced young boy on the ground, bowed down and said, "That kid wants to ask you about the profundity of your old mouth." ”
Yang Fan was very satisfied with Fang Fan's attitude, and said with a smile: "The Imperial Illusory Pupil is divided into four realms.
The first layer is to wrap the scene seen in the eyes of the caster in the mind with mental power, and reflect it into the eyes of the caster through the eyes, making it hallucinate, but it is also very easy for the heart to be like a rock or the person who cultivates to the depths of the mind.
On the second level, the scene simulated by the caster is more realistic, and the person with strong mental power can even temporarily control the physical actions of the caster, even if the opponent's cultivation is profound, but the person with inferior mental power is also under control.
On the third level, the caster can forcibly pull the caster's soul into the world he has built at any time, and as long as the spiritual power is within his reach, the world built by the caster can be infinitely large.
Everything that the caster's soul feels in it is the same as in the real world, but the surrounding environment is controlled by the caster, so that life is alive and death is death!
The fourth layer combines illusion and the real world into one, and what you think in your heart can appear in the real world, which is both an illusion and a reality, which is the supreme realm of the Illusory Pupil.
Every step in these three realms is like ascending to the sky, not that the spiritual power can break through the shackles like a bamboo, if you want to finally reach the other side, you need to grasp the unpredictable regular lines in the underworld, which requires chance and understanding.
How, can you be tempted? "To be continued.