CHAPTER VIII

I was just a little sleepy when the hull of the ship shook and there was a muffled thud, and I rolled on the couch and almost fell to the ground.

What happened? It's not flat ground, and if the boat is sunk and everyone falls into the lake together, it's not a wonderful scene.

Someone knocked twice on the hatch: "Ji Yu? Slept? ”

I have to wake up when I fall asleep.

Yan San'er pushed open the door: "Don't treat yourself as a guest, come down and do a favor, the idea is prickly, there are also people who are good at illusion among the people who came." ”

Shigong glanced back at me, and I had already jumped down and put on my shoes: "Shigong, I'll go with you." ”

"Little girl, you still stay in the cabin, it's windy outside......"

With a flick of the sleeves of Shigong's robe, he grabbed me.

In fact, the cabin may not be safe, but I feel more comfortable staying by my master's side.

Yan San'er looked at Shigong and then at me, and nodded: "Okay, but you have to take care of her." ”

As soon as I got out of the hatch, I froze, and then immediately turned back.

No, there was no cabin behind me, and dense thick trees grew around me, and it was dark all aroundβ€”

What about the ship? What about the lake? What about the people on board?

It's also an illusion, right?

Yan San'er cursed in a low voice: "Hell, my hands and feet are so fast." ”

Shi Gong was not angry, but only nodded: "It's a little interesting." It seems that it is the Sanyo faction. ”

I blinked: "Master, the illusion is still assigned?" ”

"Of course."

"So, what kind of faction are we?"

Shi Gong didn't say anything, but Yan San'er said: "Of course you are from the Shanyin faction." ”

"So, who's awesome?"

Yan San'er replied: "There are many people in the Shanyang faction, but there has been a rare and extremely powerful figure in your Shanyin faction in hundreds of years......" He didn't go on here, and the master didn't look like he wanted to preach for me at all-

Ah, could it be that the genius who has produced one in hundreds of years in the Sanyin faction is myself?

Quite possibly! If it's a glorious person, there's no reason why they don't say it.

And Shigong told me last time that the name Wu Ning, no matter where or in front of anyone, should not be mentioned.

"Is this an illusion? How to crack? ”

"It's not one person who came today, at least three, it's the Illusion Third World Formation, this formation has an eye in the formation, if you want to break the formation, you have to find the eye of the formation."

Yan San'er frowned: "How can there be so much effort?" By the time you find it, it's time for the ship to be scuttled. ”

"That's because you people in the Wild Goose Tower are too incompetent."

Yan San'er exuded a fierce aura of slaughter, and Shigong's words were really ...... Cough.

"How long will it take to crack this illusion?"

"Third Formation, what do you say?"

Yan San'er didn't speak, I looked at his face and guessed that he must be scolding his mother in his stomach.

It's hard to say whether it's the mother of the person who scolds the formation or the mother of my master.

But now he didn't care about that, and a tiger swooped down from the front. I'm not sure if the tiger is a hallucination or a real thing. Before I could react, Yan Sanyi raised his hand, and a cold light popped out of his hand and shot through the tiger's head.

The master pulled me forward unhurriedly, and the other finger seemed to be pinching and calculating, pointing the way all the way.

"The Third World Array needs at least three people to perform the spell together, and these three people must also cooperate tacitly and practice many times...... Heart-to-heart. The third formation has an eye of formation, this is the power of this formation, if you can't find an eye of formation, you can't break the formation. ”

It doesn't sound like a lot of work.

"These three world arrays are the secret of the Shanyang faction, and it is said that since they were created, no one has been able to crack them for tens or hundreds of years. But...... Everything is always born and destroyed, and the Three Worlds Array also has flaws. ”

Yan San'er walked ahead of us, clearing the barricadesβ€”trees, vines, and ferocious beasts.

"The three formations, the formations are three overlapping, and every time they are broken, the eyes of the formation will be transferred to the other of the three."

Yan San'er threw out the silver light again and nailed a bat as big as a sheep to the tree.

Shi Gong suddenly stopped, and he put his hands together, as if he were ...... It's like trying to absorb something.

In front of me is obviously a towering tree that has grown for I don't know how many years, but suddenly a person was planted upside down from the tree out of thin air. In the darkness around him, his figure was as unpredictable as a phantom. The movements of the black and gray shadows were so fast that I couldn't see clearly. It was just a matter of moments, the wind in the forest suddenly stopped, and the person was pinched by Yan San'er and carried in his hand. He was wearing a grey robe, one of the sleeves had been ripped off, and his hair was unkempt.

"How do you break the spell? Time is running out! ”

Shi Gong walked over and pointed to the man's forehead. I only saw a little white light on his fingertips, and the man's already tense body seemed to be drained of all his strength in an instant, and his head drooped.

Everything around him suddenly changed, and the gloomy dense forest, which had not seen the light just now, turned into an endless desert, as if the black curtain had suddenly been torn open, and the sun was pouring down, and the skin became hot and tight in an instant.

Shi Gong turned around: "Second." ”

Yan San'er shook the person in his hand who didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "How to deal with it?" ”

Shigong stretched out his hand to me: "Veil." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief and handed it to him. My grandfather shook slightly, and the handkerchief turned into a silk hat, and he put the hat over my head.

Shi Gong didn't seem to need to calculate the position anymore this time, and walked straight in one direction.

The illusion was the same as the real thing, the sand was boiling hot, and looking into the distance, the heat was boiling.

You know it's fake, but you can't help but take it for real. At least the shoes on my feet were half-worn when they came out, and these days they have been worn only as thin as paper, and now I only feel like I am stepping on a red-hot brick arch, and my feet are so distressed that they seem to have pins and needles.

Yan San'er dragged the man behind us, and in the scorching heat, people couldn't walk a few steps before sweating like rain, panting like a cow. I told myself in my heart that it was fake, it was all fake. We're actually still in a boat, on a lake.

But the voice was not so firm.

Just like people dream, everything in the dream is naturally not real, but when we are in a dream, how can we know that everything we experience is fake, just a dream bubble.

What about the rest of the ship? For example, the owner of the Wild Goose Building, where are they? What about the other offenders, and where are they?

I suddenly asked out loud, "Master, why don't you see the others?" ”

"They're also figuring their way out...... It's just that we don't see each other. ”

"Uh-huh......" doesn't seem to make sense. We should be trapped in the same illusion, why can't we meet each other?

Yan San'er didn't seem to be struggling at all dragging that person, but the scorching sun and heat made the murderous aura on his body even heavier: "Those rabbit cubs in Sanhe Village fell into my hands, and I will teach them to regret being born in this world!" Ji Yu, how long will it take? ”

There seemed to be something faintly moving under the sand, and the master suddenly pulled me and threw it back,

The yellow sand was turned up all of a sudden, and a bucket-thick snake shadow slammed on the sand, then bounced up and struck at Shi Gong like lightning.

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Revision, revision, every time I revise a manuscript, I feel like I have to go through a heavy torture -