Now it is a little difficult for Mo Ming to ride a tiger.

"I want to 'die' but don't dare to 'die' casually!" Mo Ming shook his head helplessly, and thought self-deprecatingly in his heart: "I don't know if those who committed suicide were in the same mood as me before they died?" Even sloppiness can be mastered, but where is the trick?"

Mo Ming was puzzled about how to understand this exercise, but he didn't know that the situation he was encountering now was something that the people of the Shan tribe, even those who had studied the "Soul Mist" the most deeply, and the old ones had never encountered it, just like the previous two exercises, because of some reasons, when he comprehended these exercises, the degree of understanding would be more profound, so the difficulties he would face had also improved a lot.

After conquering the world, Mo Ming's hometown, the culture of the Celestial Empire also took the opportunity to spread to the world, and the fastest growing of them was not those traditional cultures, but those such as Buddhism, Taoism and other sect cultures, and even some abnormal sects have sprung up one after another, because of the continuous wars and conquests, resulting in some people's thoughts becoming very extreme, which also provides opportunities for this kind of sect to develop, and Mo Ming, who is busy with the war, has no time to care about these small sects, so it also gives them room to survive, but they can only spread secretly。 Among these sects, the most prevalent and influential is Buddhism, and these bald men can be seen wherever there are people around the world.

Mo Ming, who was a little depressed because he couldn't get rid of the fog, decided to go out to look for mountains and willows to relax, but in fact, even if he didn't travel in microsuits, no one knew him, because he had always been hiding behind the scenes and commanding his generals to conquer cities and land and reclaim territory. Because anyway. He knew very well in his heart that this was just his illusion, so he didn't want to have too much intersection with the people or things in the illusion, originally from the game god king. I learned that once the illusion had reached a very high level. Not only can you turn your illusion into reality. It can even go the other way and change reality into an illusion, and what level of illusion technique is this "Soul Mist". He never had a conclusion in his mind, but it was definitely not simple, so he was willing to have too much contact with people or things in the illusion because he was worried that he would be assimilated and virtualized.

The south of the Yangtze River in spring is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; the wheat seedlings in the fields are like a sea, the villages dotted with are unsinkable boats, the criss-crossing winding river channels, the willow branches by the river spit out the tender buds, and the reeds are green when they are drilled out; the calm water in the river is awakened from the simplicity of winter, and is dressed up by the colors of nature to be verdant and verdant.

Jiangnan, this is Mo Ming's hometown in his previous life, the scenery is beautiful, before the crossing, in his memory, has not been polluted by the hustle and bustle of the city, and still retains that tranquility and tranquility, and in the illusion, Mo Ming also deliberately kept this place, not devastated by the war, and this is also his favorite place to stay, every time he sits by this small river, breathing the breath of nature, his heart will calm down.

"Mom and Dad, how are you doing now?" Mo Ming raised his head and watched the faint white clouds in the sky slowly flowing, and he couldn't help but think of his parents in his previous life.

What is very strange is that although the environment of his hometown in his memory was completely replicated in the illusion, when he returned to his hometown, he did not see anyone he knew, and the old yellow dog that the neighbor had barked at him for five years was also missing.

"Could it be that the illusion can only replicate dead things, but not life?" Mo Ming thought secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but look up into the distance, but his pupils suddenly shrank, because next to a big rock on the other side of the river not far in front of him, there was a figure sitting.

Bald head, sitting next to the big rock, is a big bald head, wearing a dark yellow monk's robe, closed eyes, wrinkles on his face, and slightly white eyebrows show that he is already old.

"When did this old monk appear there? Why didn't I even notice?" Mo Ming Huoran got up and stared at the old monk opposite, but to his surprise, this old monk was like a dead man, he couldn't feel his breath, he didn't move, and he couldn't even feel any life fluctuations.

"Is he dead?" Mo Ming wondered in his heart, and secretly thought: "It is absolutely impossible for him to come after me, no wonder I didn't feel him before, it turned out to be just a corpse." ”

Mo Ming breathed a sigh of relief and ignored it anymore, but because of this' The appearance of the corpse was to ruin his interest in continuing to stay, so he was ready to leave, and after relaxing, he was going to continue to go back to solve this unsolvable puzzle, although his soul could also freely enter and exit the illusion before unlocking the soul fog illusion, but it was not really a break, unless he gave up the soul fog technique, if he didn't break it, he couldn't crack the illusion, he couldn't get the essence of the soul fog, so he couldn't use the soul fog illusion, let him give up this powerful exercise in vain, he was naturally unwilling。

"Wait," Mo Ming, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, looked back at the dead monk on the other side again, his heart moved, he bent down to pick up a stone, and suddenly threw his hand and shot towards the corpse.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, the corpse moved under Mo Ming's shocked gaze, Mo Ming didn't use too much strength on the stone he threw over, but it was enough to smash a big bag on an ordinary person, the monk's bald head in the middle of the stone, and suddenly a big red bag bulged, the old monk was in pain, the person turned on his back, and his hands couldn't stop touching his head, but when his rough palm stroked the tender big bag, he suddenly grinned and the pain was unbearable.

"This ......" Mo Ming was surprised, and looked at the funny old monk in surprise, and at this time, the old monk also found Mo Ming on the other side, and immediately looked right, sat down properly, coughed dryly, looked at it, and then asked: "Well, did you throw the stone just now?"

Mo Ming didn't answer, but looked at the old monk in a daze, to be precise, looking at the eyes of the old monk, the old monk looked like he was already old and rare from his face, but those eyes seemed to be even older, far and deep, and when Mo Ming looked carefully, it seemed to be like an ancient well, no waves, no movement, no desire and no thought, just like dead silence.

"Life fluctuations are gone! what's going on?" Mo Ming's eyes suddenly froze, just now, when the old monk's expression became serious, the life fluctuations that originally appeared because of the old monk's actions disappeared again, this feeling is very weird, obviously a living person is in front of his eyes, but he can't feel the existence of his life, just like a corpse.

"The living dead?" Mo Ming said secretly in his heart.

The old monk seemed to see what he was thinking from Mo Ming's face, but then he smiled slightly, as if explaining and as if muttering to himself: "The heart of the galloping is stable and unmoving, like silence and extinction, but it can be free and easy." After speaking, he ignored Mo Ming, and closed his eyes again.

"The heart of the galloping scattered, into the stability and immobility, such as silence is extinguished, but you can be free and ......easy" Mo Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart kept echoing the words of the old monk repeatedly, "Entering the stability and not moving, does it mean entering the stability?"

Mo Ming's expression moved, he seemed to have found a way to get out of the illusion, and quickly sat down, following the example of the old monk, sitting cross-legged on the side of the river, facing the old monk opposite, slowly closing his eyes and gathering his mind.

Just when Mo Ming closed his eyes, the old monk on the other side suddenly opened his closed eyes, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body suddenly faded, gradually became transparent, and then disappeared next to the boulder, but Mo Ming was unaware of this, because at this time he seemed to have entered some kind of strange state.

As if he had entered another illusion, he suddenly felt his soul float up, but his body was gone, only a wisp of spiritual consciousness floated on the river.

"What about the old monk?" Mo Ming looked at the river under him, it was still the previous position, but the figure of the old monk was gone, leaving only his own body, still sitting on the riverbank, Mo Ming felt that his state at this time was like playing an online game in his previous life, in that kind of God's perspective, he could see everything, but he was naturally out of the world and not in it.

"Is this what is called meditation? to abandon the physical body and to be detached. Mo Ming secretly thought in his heart that at this time, he could no longer feel a trace of life breath from the body that originally belonged to him below, just like the old monk before, as if it was just a corpse.

"Concentration is not simply selflessness, selflessness, but existence in the state of another self. ”

Mo Ming's soul seemed to be cheerful all of a sudden, becoming as light as nothing, flying freely above the sky of this illusion, his spiritual sense floated through the battlefield that was fighting fiercely, sleeping civilians, busy workers, no one's nature, and finally returned to the original place again, he suddenly realized that the so-called illusion is actually just confusing the mind, so that your heart is trapped in it and cannot extricate yourself, while the profound illusion will confuse the world and make you trapped in it, unable to extricate yourself, and when you jump out of the world and look at it from the perspective of a bystander, you can find that in fact, this is just a bubble, as long as you poke it lightly, you can burst it。

The soul returned to the body again, Mo Ming slowly opened his eyes, a realization flashed in his eyes, a chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, he suddenly stood up, and actually walked towards the sky, stepping on the void, but as if walking on the ground, the figure gradually disappeared into the sky. (To be continued......)