Speaking of which, mortals are scolding people outside the hospital, not for venting, but for habit, scolding each other, and now they feel so much fun. Then he replied to the seeker: "Thoughts, thoughts rise in the wind, clouds rise, this thought is the thoughts of the master, the illusion of things, control depends on thoughts, thoughts." The phantom poison was revoked by you, you sensed the cold poison suffered by the master before, and the physical memory was still there, so that the master felt the symptoms of poisoning, and then relieved the master's body sense, and the natural illusion was also lifted. If it weren't for the fact that the heart was protected at that time, you would want to kill the master, right? Okay, since you want to die, I'll go find a knife. ”

The seeker's voice immediately sounded, and his tone was soft: "Only by experiencing it can you get the true transmission." ”

"Really? "After the mortal finished speaking, he dived into the sea of knowledge, controlled the silver ball to cover the walnut kernel, and attacked it with phantom poison, this walnut kernel alien body, completely useless, and the mortal who had not yet realized it looked at the walnut kernel stupidly. When the silver ball ran out of energy, mortals came out to insult the squatting people.

Entering the sea of knowledge again, he saw a direct impact of walnut kernels, and a mortal scream appeared in reality, this shout made the cultivators outside the courtyard startled, and at the same time shouted Jin Nanmou out of the cultivation state, and quickly came to the mortals, the divine sense had already shrouded the courtyard, and he had not found anything abnormal, and asked out loud: "What's wrong?"

Holding his forehead, shaking his head, and forcing himself to be sober, the mortal who forced himself to be sober heard the words, sighed and said, "Lao Jin, I found that I was comfortable outside. ”

Jin Nanmou, who looked relieved, raised his feet to send the mortal into his own room, and said leisurely: "Since you like to be outside, the old decay will not come, so pack up your things and go." ”

The mortal who slapped his dustless clothes and smiled flatteringly returned to Jin Nanmou's side quickly, and said with a hippie smile: "Shu Tan is comfortable, that is, Elder Jin who is not admired by ten thousand people, and his heart is empty, and he is afraid that Elder Jin will be comfortable living alone? Is there any way to serve tea and pour water? Tea should be seven points hot, and water should be eight points hot, do anyone understand these?"

Jin Nanmou smiled meaningfully at the mortals, and said happily: "Yes, no one knows, come with seven points of hot tea and eight points of hot water." ”

The mortal with a bitter melon-like face smiled reluctantly and explained: "Don't have fun when you are old, it is like the small one taking the spiritual spring, you heat it yourself, and let the small one get the hot water from where." ”

Jin Nanmou, who was laughing, shook his head and paced back to the main room, without saying a word, but he was muttering in his heart: "It's okay." ”

People outside the hospital are still secretly speculating, "I am afraid that someone superior will be admitted to the hospital and teach the shame a lesson." But there was a sound of mortals scolding in his ears, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but then he heard that he was scolding them, and he fought back.

The mortal who finished scolding, swept away the depression, re-entered the sea of knowledge, and as soon as he entered, he saw the walnut kernel attacking, subconsciously threw out the silver ball, dodged and dodged, and begged for mercy: "Uncle, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, I'm wrong, the little one is wrong, listen to the little one." ”

The walnut kernels that were detached from the silver ball, and the voice that was not salty or light: "Speak." ”

Seeing that the walnut kernel was suspended and did not move, his heart returned to calm, he spit out a mouthful of void turbidity, and spoke slowly: "Uncle, how did that one feel just now? Don't get me wrong, stop moving, you see, I can only find you to do experiments in this illusion, and then find someone else, won't your secret be a gang? If you can't practice this illusion well, how can you send you back? So in order to go back earlier, cooperate with me with peace of mind, or if you encounter a monster with a big fart on the way, as soon as I hang up, you don't want to live, don't you?"

Walnut Ren, who was silent for a while, spoke in a slightly disgusted tone, and said: "Yes." Let's talk before we try. ”

The mortal on the pole returned to his usual expression, and said in an indifferent tone: "Hey, yes, who is with whom, I know that you will agree, I am just afraid that you will not be able to meet anyone when you go back, so I am in a hurry to practice illusion, so I will send you back early." ”

Walnut Ren instantly came to the mortal's side, frightening the mortal to jump high and climb back. Looking at such an unbearable mortal, Walnut Ren's voice of contempt came out: "You think, I know. ”

The mortal who was half-lying on the ground, when he heard it, had a black line on his face, and thought alone: "Ya, forget this stubble, no wonder his illusion is so powerful, he knows what I have experienced, and he also knows how to make me think it is true." Being able to read other people's thoughts is a cow, and I'm miserable, but I have to figure it out alone, and it's miserable. ”

Drill out of the sea of knowledge, to the outside of the courtyard is a big scolding, wait outside the courtyard chickens and dogs, the heart of the satisfied mortals back to the sea of knowledge, watching the silver ball slowly grow, the smile gradually climbed to the face, the heart remembered the walnut kernel's previous words: "Cultivation is shallow, there is a spirit without roots, the spirit is extinguished, the cultivation is extinguished, and the cultivation is diligent, and the root can be achieved." What is this root? Since it is diligent cultivation, let's try it, what can this ball of light become if it can be turned into a silver ball!"

The rest of the time is spent under the single goal of mortals, as long as they find that the spiritual light is reduced too much, it will stimulate the people outside the courtyard, so that they have more thoughts, as a result, on the fourth day of the day, the monks outside the courtyard choose to retreat, so exhausted, they are basically in a humiliated state, and if they stay, a few of them will be unable to suppress the hot temper, either rush into the courtyard, or go crazy and attack their own people.

When the mortals found out, they anxiously shouted in the courtyard: "Brothers, this is cowardice, is there resilience? Is it a man? The road of cultivation is rugged and bumpy, and when you encounter a little difficulty, you will retreat, what will you do in the future? Think about your parents, brothers and sisters, which one will recognize you as a coward, and then look at the senior brothers and sisters, the elder Shizun, that is not insistence and persistence. If people hear that they have been scolded by me and run away, will they still have the face? Will they be able to stand up in the future? If they want to go to find a Taoist companion and they will be humiliated by the little servant boy and run away, will they still be able to find it? Speaking of which, when they see me in the future, will they have to grovel? This is the result you want? Your ambition ......?"

The chatter of words came out of the courtyard, the monks who were evacuating, there was a quiet, the previous scolding could still vent a little anger in their hearts, the idea was still to besiege mortals, and now they wanted to withdraw, the besieged people were so humiliated, all of them showed green muscles, their muscles trembled, and they became an explosion barrel, which exploded at the touch of a button.

Mortals were besieged by a gang of hooligans, and it was widely circulated for a long time, and everyone who heard it clapped their hands, but unfortunately two days later, no news came, as a well-informed Delong, it was necessary to follow the report to obtain first-hand information, and threw dozens of audio-visual balls on the periphery of the scene to record the development of the incident.

These orbs were discovered by these explosive barrels, as if they had found an outlet, and they struck out one after another, smashing the incoming eyeshadow orbs, and their actions, coupled with the loud insults of mortals, quickly spread among those passing by. After Delong learned about it, he was afraid that the other party would be overwhelmed, and one person went to suffer a loss, and used his connections to gather a group of hooligans to ask for an explanation.