Now, how could he suddenly come out of this illusion of inquiry?! This doubt rose in his mind, but for a while, he couldn't figure it out.

And when Huijue was a little unclear, Fan Yixiao stretched out his hand, patted Huijue, and then said,

"Little monk, look!"

She said this, but pointed behind Hui Jue.

Looking at Fan Yixiao's appearance, Huijue hesitated for a moment and turned around as well. The name of this place is not to look back, and now that he looks back, Huijue is naturally still a little hesitant in his heart. But since Fan Yixiao didn't say anything, Huijue was not afraid. As he turned around, Hui Jue looked in the direction of Fan Yixiao's finger, and the next moment, he saw an incomparably amazing scene.

In the darkness ahead, there were one figure after another hovering. One by one, they seem to be puppets without their own thoughts and consciousness, constantly spinning in the darkness and nothingness. On their feet, iron ropes are entangled.

Seeing this, Huijue gasped. These figures are clearly no different from the physical puppet he is possessed now, all of them are physical puppets whose minds have been devoured, and they are left trapped here!

Seeing this, Hui Jue's whole person was simply a little creepy.

And at this time, soon, what made Huijue even more shocked was that he quickly found some flesh puppets that seemed to be fresh from these wandering walking corpses. There are about seven or eight of them. One of the most unbelievable things for Huijue is that Lu Xiaosheng is also in it.

He was small. Wandering among these physical puppets, it seems quite nondescript. It makes people want to laugh when they look at it. But at this time, looking at his appearance, Huijue's heart couldn't laugh at all.

Lu Xiaosheng fell into the illusion of asking his heart, so what about his master?!

Thinking so, Huijue subconsciously raised his hand, and from his palm, a Buddha bead appeared. The beads are still dim, but they are not completely damaged.

Master Guangfa is obviously still alive.

It's just that in the dark, Huijue has an inexplicable thought, but he is afraid that even if his master is still alive now, the situation is definitely not optimistic. Thinking of this, for a while, Huijue's heart was naturally quite urgent.

He subconsciously looked at Fan Yixiao. Fan Yixiao's eyes also looked at Lu Xiaosheng. Then she turned her head expressionlessly,

"Really...... Deserve. ”

With that, she no longer looked behind her, but turned around and walked straight ahead. Looking at Fan Yixiao's appearance, Huijue also no longer hesitated, followed Fan Yixiao's steps, and walked forward.

Lu Xiaosheng's martial arts are quite not low. Otherwise, he would have died at the hands of others all these years. Although he didn't understand the Xuanmen Dao Technique, he only refined the martial arts swordsmanship, but his combat power was so high, even if it was slightly inferior to the Guangfa monk, it was definitely not too inferior.

It's a pity that he was able to break through the door of no return, but he still died in the illusion of the door of no return.

A person like him, even if his ability is superb, it's just a pity that there are so many flaws in his soul that I am afraid that he can't count them at all. It's simply impossible to get through the illusion of asking the mind.

In contrast, Hui Jue did not have too many doubts about his master's illusion of asking the heart. With so much cultivation effort on his own master, with his state of mind, it is impossible for him to have any flaws.

But as soon as this thought arose in Huijue's mind, he was a little unsure.

Because he thought of the words that the master had left for him.

Thinking of this, Hui Jue's face was a little ugly.

"Is the master really still thinking about the master?"

However, when Huijue was distracted, Fan Yixiao, who was walking in front, stopped,

"It's weird. With your state of mind cultivation, I have already been you this time, and it is probably difficult to come out, but I didn't expect you to come out after me. But now I look at you, and I look like I'm preoccupied again, how did you get through this illusion of asking your mind? Could it be that there is another one in your body that you can't do?"

Fan Yixiao said this, she turned her head and looked at Huijue with a strange gaze. Being stared at by her like this, Hui Juezhi had a feeling of foreboding all over his body.

Finally he spoke,

"Don't look at me like that, I don't know how it came out. Anyway, I was confused, and I passed this illusion of asking the mind. Over the years, I have had a lot of regrets and regrets in my heart. But I'm actually quite open to these things. Maybe it was my open-mindedness and optimism that saved my life. ”

Huijue said with a wry smile.

His words fell, and Fan Yixiao was noncommittal. But looking at her expression, you can know that at least Huijue's statement, she definitely didn't believe it so easily.

But now is not the time to dwell on these things.

In front of the two men, a small fence wall stood. The fence wall stood in the darkness, as if rising from the ground. When the eye touches, it seems that it can be easily pushed down, or it can be very simple, and it can be jumped over. In the middle of a small fence wall is a small wooden door. There is a sign hanging on the wooden door, "Outer Mozuka"!

"Sure enough, it's an outer mound!"

Huijue's heart was secretly shocked.

At this time, Fan Yixiao also muttered to himself, "There is no return, no return, no turning back, the outer mound, behind this wooden door, is a new illusion? ”

Saying this, Fan Yixiao directly stretched out his hand and retreated towards the wooden door on the fence wall.

Looking at Fan Yixiao's actions, inexplicably, Huijue's heart trembled, and he subconsciously spoke,

"Wait!"

He wanted to stop Fan Yixiao's movements, but at this time, where did Huijue's words come from, Fan Yixiao stretched out his hand and pushed it on the wooden door. Then the wooden door creaked, and a piercing sound fell, breaking the silence in the depth and darkness, and the wooden door was pushed open very casually.

After the wooden door was pushed open, the eyes of the two people could naturally see the situation behind the wooden door.

Behind the wooden door, there was a thick and misty fog, which dispersed and unexpectedly blocked the view. A thick mist filled the air, and as the wooden door opened, it even slowly spread outside.

This fog is like green smoke, but in the green smoke, there is a rather amazing and ominous atmosphere, as if ghost graves are close at hand.