When we approached the gate of the Black Emperor Dojo more than ten zhang, an invisible force instantly appeared, directly enveloping our bodies.

Meng Po's body trembled, and she snorted directly, her eyes were closed and she sat down cross-legged in an instant, as if she had entered a state of some kind of epiphany in the blink of an eye.

The hunchbacked old man frowned slightly, put his hands behind his back, and closed his eyes.

I could feel the surging of the invisible force, and the time and space around me seemed to freeze at this moment, and the invisible force poured into my body, affecting my five senses, and many images appeared in my mind.

I closed my eyes, and subconsciously wanted to use the power in my body to fight against this invisible force, but this invisible force was very strange, and after the power in my body came into contact with it, I felt like a punch hit the cotton pile, and I was not strong at all, but it made myself very uncomfortable, and the qi and blood in my body were almost retrograde.

As more and more images appeared in my mind, my whole soul felt very wandering, and the scenery around me changed greatly in a trance.

"Zhang He, don't be stupid, hurry up and come over to help, there are a lot of guests today!"

"Who's that, yes, it's you, come and fill out the form, the name and birth date, how did you die......"

"Water rat, it's time to reorganize the walls and floors of the hall, go back and contact the merchant, if you dare to deduct it again, the old lady will pick your skin ......"

……

Looking at the busy figures of Tang Xiaoya and others around me, looking at the familiar environment with guests, and feeling the scene that seemed to be real, I was stunned at first, and then smiled helplessly.

Another illusion?

The so-called prohibition of conscience is to evoke some deep memories in the depths of people's hearts, so that they can be placed in them, and they cannot distinguish whether the surrounding environment is real or illusory.

I have to say that all this is indeed extremely real.

I even pinched Tang Xiaoya's face, and was reprimanded by her eyebrows. also grabbed the ghost baby lying behind Mo Li and rubbed it, making Mo Li roar in pain......

It's too true, but it's also too fake for me!

My mind was not immersed in it, not even the slightest ripple.

It's not that my heart is so strong, but because I've experienced this several times before, such as when I followed the Celestial Master into the past time and space fragments, such as when the hunchbacked old man once held a painting and let me enter it to see the Jizo clone, and so on.

Although the prohibition of conscience is more real than that, it is absolutely impossible to shake my mind at this level.

Of course, if the Conscience Prohibition was only to this extent, it would be impossible to stop the few elders of the Ancient Sword Sect and many powerhouses.

The power of the Conscience Prohibition seemed to sense that these alone could not shake my mind, and suddenly the environment around me changed, and several figures appeared in front of me.

On one side are their parents and Lan Yao and Zhang Yiyi, and on the other side are Tang Xiaoya, Mo Yi and others.

They all lay in pools of blood, looking at me with pitying hope, and they were all calling out my name, as if I were their last hope.

At this time, a faint voice came to my ears.

"One party is a close relative, one side is a close friend, if you can only save one party, what will you choose?"

Hearing this voice, I couldn't help but look a little weird.

This is the Black Emperor's Dojo, it is the residence of the Black Emperor, and the conscience prohibition should be arranged by the Black Emperor, and this voice should also be the voice of the crippled fairy.

However, this voice is obviously not, although it is also a woman's voice, but it gives me a sense of yin, inexplicably a little evil.

However, I didn't think much about it, and responded very simply: "Since we are beloved relatives and friends, I naturally choose to save both!" ”

"You don't have that choice, you have to choose one or the other!" The woman's voice was even more eerie.

I said expressionlessly: "Is there such a choice as I say, which onion are you counting?" ”

Hearing this, a sharp and piercing laughter rang in my ears, and the woman said, "Since you don't follow the rules of this seat, then die!" ”

(End of chapter)