The monks woke up from their dreams and helped each other towards the unreliable fruit boat.

On the river of blood, a woman in red holding a bone umbrella condensed, her eyes flowing, her eyes were like silk, and her breath was like an orchid.

The two blood marks under his eyes made people's hearts tremble.

"I'm alone, I'm really lonely~" The red rain fell on her cheeks, as if it was a bloody tear left in her eyes, "You stay with me, okay?" ”

The phantom's brow furrowed, as if he were weeping.

Everyone except Xie Xiaobai couldn't help but be stupid.

"Ahem, I really don't want to spoil this poignant painting style, but who told you to come to trouble the innocent people in Cloud City." Xie Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, and the black robe on his body was windless.

The place where the illusion stood began to change, and a cup made of a giant orange emitted a golden light, enveloping her.

Xie Xiaobai snapped his fingers in front of the monks, "Come back to your senses, the beauty is gone." ”

The yin medicine in the monks' eyes dissipated, and they saluted Xie Xiaobai, "Thank you, senior." ”

"Oh, when is it, don't care about these etiquette numbers, hurry up!" With a flick of Xie Xiaobai's sleeves, the bodies of the low-level monks rose into the air, just as they landed on the banana boat.

The monks took a boat to the other side of the river.

They only took one step forward before disappearing into the illusion.

"What the hell is this, staining my most beloved dress." The illusion's bone umbrella broke through the solid exocarp of the giant orange, and the entire giant orange exploded in place, and the juice splashed all over the ground, filling the ground with the scent of oranges.

The phantom demon held the bone umbrella, suspended in mid-air, and looked at Xie Xiaobai with a pair of charming eyes, "Wood Tethered Dream Technique?" Are you Liu Mengyan's disciple? The Dream Palace taught you the art of keeping dreams, which you used to let go of the Dao cultivation? ”

Xie Xiaobai smiled and said, "If I say that I am a Taoist cultivator, do you believe it?" ”

The phantom looked at Xie Xiaobai's eyes as if he was looking at a beloved toy, and he was as happy as a child in his three hundreds, "Heh, I don't care who you are, I only know that your demonic energy is very delicious~"

"Since you let those little ones go, take their place, stay here forever, and turn them into nourishment for my illusion." She looked at Xie Xiaobai gently, and her mouth was soft, and there was no sign of trouble.

In the ground, the river of blood poured back, and the red rain flowed backwards.

Xie Xiaobai attacked.

Pastries are piled up on the walls, and the cream moat flows around the walls, blocking all the blood and rain from the outside world.

Xie Xiaobai's food castle with sand sculptures stands in the illusion of magic, and Qingqi's painting style is incompatible with the entire fantasy, just like a fairy tale scene suddenly mixed into a horror set.

The phantom demon couldn't help but speak: "You demon cultivator, you are thinking about something all day long!" Why is there all the food in the fantasy? ”

The illusion reflects the state of mind and desire of a fantasy constructor, the illusion has had a hard time all these years, and once he is free, he wants to bring suffering to others.

As for Xie Xiaobai-

"Maybe it's because I love food?" Xie Xiaobai said.

Xie Xiaobai was about to fight back, when he sensed the aura of a Jindan monk, and he was approaching them at a rapid speed.

"There's another handsome little Langjun~" The phantom demon covered his mouth and smiled.

She held a bone umbrella in one hand and summoned the Water Moon Mirror with the other, and her coquettish voice suddenly turned sharp, "It seems that I have to be a little more serious." ”

As soon as the water moon mirror came out, the blood mist was hidden.

The thick blood mist obscured Xie Xiaobai's field of vision, shielding her divine sense, so that she could no longer sense the location of the arrival.

When Xie Xiaobai came back to his senses, he had been bound by layers of chains on an isolated island, and the low sobs of women echoed in his ears.

The only source of light in the space is the waning moon hanging in the night sky.

Xie Xiaobai could see the blood river reflecting the blooming Manzhu Sawa on the bank through the blood-colored moonlight.

The sound of chains dragging behind her sounded, and the hapless Jindan monk also entered this illusion.

The two of them were tied together, and as soon as the other party moved forward, Xie Xiaobai was dragged backwards.

Xie Xiaobai said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, don't move around first, I can untie this chain." ”

The male cultivator's body stiffened suddenly.

"Daoyou?"

The male cultivator was silent for a long time before he said, "Master, I'm Qingyue." ”

The chains on Xie Xiaobai's body bloomed with firelight, transmitting a warm temperature to the skin she touched.

The chains melted, and Xie Xiaobai moved his hands and feet that were not injured by the Xuanhuo in the slightest.

She praised: "You can control the Xuanhuo to such an extent, it seems that you have done all the homework I assigned to you over the years." ”

Qingyue did not speak.

The phantom demon didn't know when, standing on top of the river of blood, breaking the touching reunion of Xie Xiaobai's master and apprentice.

"You are actually master and apprentice? Interesting, interesting! She leaned intimately into Qingyue's ear and whispered, "This little Langjun, do you know that this teacher of yours has already fallen into the devil?" ”

Qing Yue's Xuan Huo directly ignited the hair of the phantom.

"My hair!" The edge of the illusion's bone umbrella dissolves into a bone blade, severing the charred hair.

Xie Xiaobai saw the right time, urged his spiritual power, and attacked the waning moon in the sky.

"No-" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the phantom demon hurriedly chased after Xiaobai.

The Xuanhuo in Qing Yue's palm blocked the way of the illusion demon.

Xie Xiaobai rose into the air, and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand, splitting the only light source in this space in half.

The entire space began to crumble.

"How could you possibly know......" Before the phantom could speak, he bled and fell to the ground without a sound.

"Today's part of the people's elimination of harm has been completed, and the life of my generation of monks is so simple, boring and boring." Xie Xiaobai put away his weapon, patted the dust on his body, and went to pick up the water moon mirror that the phantom demon had fallen to the ground.

Flames swirled around the mirror, preventing her hand from getting any closer.

"What? The apprentice wants to bring this mirror back to please his daughter-in-law? Xie Xiaobai winked at Qing Yue, "Your Taoist is a Taoist cultivator, and if you ask for this thing, you won't be able to play its function." ”

Qingyue was in no mood to joke with Xie Xiaobai.

He found that the master he had always respected had become a demon cultivator, and it would also make him hate the dream retention technique, and his three views collapsed for a while.

"Master, is 'entering the demon' what you said, the way to improve your cultivation?" He asked Xie Xiaobai in disbelief.

Xie Xiaobai tore off the hood that covered his face and said with a smile: "Qingyue, you may have misunderstood me. The Xie family was originally a dark line planted in Zhongzhou by the Dream Palace. The relationship between you and me is far more than just a master and an apprentice. ”

When the words fell, they were already in the illusion constructed by Xie Xiaobai.

The sky is full of snow, the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and the lively light market.

A leaf of the spirit boat is a corner of Anfang City, and the smoke rises from the spirit boat.

In front of the Lingzhou, there was an old wooden table, and Qing Yue sat next to the wooden table.

Xie Xiaobai walked out of the Lingzhou, put a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in front of Qing Yue, and said, "My mission is to guide you to step on the devil's path and return to the Dream Palace. ”