I didn't respond to the Heavenly Master's words, and looked at him vigilantly.

The feeling of the Heavenly Master in front of me was too weird, and when he said this, he raised his head to look at me, and the hideous demon mask on his face seemed to come to life, and there was a faint disgusting feeling of twisting and wriggling.

At the same time, the eyes in which he looked at me also shone with a strange light, as if there was a feeling of dementorship.

Is he really the old heavenly master of Dragon Tiger Mountain?

He gave me the impression of being a little wicked, vaguely familiar, but I couldn't remember where that familiar feeling came from.

"Don't dare to choose? Or do you already have another answer in mind? The Old Celestial Master said faintly again.

I still didn't respond, my whole body tensed, ready to strike.

With a light sigh, the Heavenly Master said: "The red dust is confusing, and it is true to peek through our own side!" No matter how you choose, the most important thing is to recognize your self, so let's take a look! ”

The words fell, and before I could respond, the huge brush that the Celestial Master held in both hands slammed into the white paper under his feet.

Ink splattered out, scurrying like a living creature on top of the paper paintings on the ground, at a very fast speed.

Immediately after, the portraits on the ground seemed to come to life, constantly twisting and wandering, and even the roars of some of the people and the strange creatures inside could be heard by me.

At the same time, the statue of the old man riding a bull in the main hall seemed to come to life at this time, and a magnificent voice came from the mouth of the statue and resounded throughout the hall.

"Truth is also empty, illusion is also empty...... The past is empty, and this life is empty......"

When this magnificent voice came to my ears, my consciousness instantly went into a trance, and I suddenly felt that the space around me was instantaneous, and it was no longer in the main hall in the Shangqing Palace of the Ancestral Court.

In front of you is the muddy river, and on the opposite bank is an endless flower ......

Eight hundred miles of Yellow Spring?!

It was a very real scene, as if I had really come to Huangquan, and even the yin qi here was exactly the same as when I went to Huangquan.

However, my intuition tells me that this is not the real Huangquan, this is the scene in the painting that the Heavenly Master painted in the main hall of the Shangqing Palace.

Many souls fought in the Yellow Spring, frantically pouring into the sea of flowers on the other side of the river, scrambling as if they were in a hurry to be reincarnated.

This feeling reminds me of the scene when the hunchbacked old man came to me with the scroll, when I opened the scroll, entered the space of the scroll, fought with the old monk in the scroll, and finally escaped from the scroll with the help of black fingerbones.

And in the current situation, it is obvious that I have also been put into a place similar to the space of the picture scroll, and I don't know if I can break it.

The qi and blood in my body are running, and I flick my fingers......

There was no reaction!

The black flame did not appear, and the power of the black lotus in my body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and the black lotus mark on my chest seemed to be asleep at this moment.

I chuckled in my heart, and subconsciously escaped from the whetstone, trying to use my black finger bones to forcibly tear open this strange space.

But at this moment, a gentle force from the broken whetstone directly bounced my hand away!

Well?

I vaguely felt a little thought coming from the broken whetstone, it wasn't that it didn't want to help me, but wanted me to experience it here?

For this reason, the black sigil on the broken whetstone seemed to be suppressing and shielding the perception of the black phalanges, preventing it from suddenly coming out to help me.

When I was a little stunned, a person suddenly appeared next to me, and it was the Heavenly Master.

The Celestial Master was still wearing a hideous demon mask, standing beside me, like an old friend who had known each other for many years, and said in a very casual tone: "It's time to stage the good show ahead, let's go and see it!" ”

As he spoke, he walked straight along the side of the Yellow Springs Road, as if he wasn't worried that I would sneak up on me from behind.

In fact, I really tried sneak attacking.

And pointed like a knife, and slashed directly at the back of his head.

However, when my hand touched his body, it penetrated directly through his body, or the two of us were in a special state at this time, although I thought they were real, but in fact they were like two disembodied spirits.

In this way, I have no choice but to follow the Celestial Master and see what the hell he is doing.

It didn't take long for us to come to a certain place in Huangquan, and it was here that I met Nannan, and it was here that I saw the stone prison.