"Huh? Is it so weak? ”

Su Thrush was very surprised to see that Liu Nanfeng easily split the body of Crazy Wuji, because Su Jinxiu had spent a lot of effort to deal with the other party before, and he didn't write so lightly.

"Killing people is sometimes not just about using force."

Liu Nanfeng put his sword into the sheath and pretended to be forced lightly.

Only Su Jinxiu, who had entered the sea of memories of Liu Nanfeng, saw some of the reasons.

Feng Zhirun's swordsmanship is invincible in the world, not because of how strong his swordsmanship is or how powerful he is.

It's because he integrates his painting skills into his sword skills, almost like the Tao, every time he swings his sword, he has been out of the category of skills, his sword is his brush, he uses his sword to destroy the painting of the world, naturally simple and effortless.

"But why did he show up again? Didn't you burn it clean last time? Su Thrush looked at the flesh that was constantly wriggling on the ground, and frowned a little puzzled.

"It's just not burned." Su Jinxiu said.

"Then you want to burn it this time?"

"No, I'm afraid he won't be able to live again this time." Liunan is surging and authentic.

Because his sword not only slashed the opponent's body, but also killed the opponent's vitality from the spiritual level.

Feng Zhirun encountered so many enemies back then, and the strange methods he encountered were countless, but no one could escape under his sword, it was not unreasonable.

Moreover, Feng Zhirun has been a monk for eight years, and said unceremoniously that Buddhism is the king of understanding at the spiritual level, and no sect is more proficient in the study of the spiritual level than Buddhism, so many Buddhism is linked to the spiritual level.

Sure enough, as they spoke, the flesh that was still wriggling before completely lost its vitality and turned into a real mess of rotten meat.

And Mad Wuji's originally crazy and bright eyes also became dead ashes, and his spirit was completely annihilated from this world.

"Let's go."

Liu Nanfeng stepped over the flesh and blood on the ground and walked inside, and everyone hurried behind to follow.

Then everyone felt that the ground was suddenly white.

But in an instant, their eyesight was restored, only to find that they were already in the middle of a bustling city.

"Sell pears, sell pears, freshly picked pears."

"Baked cakes, baked cakes, two for a dollar, salty and sweet."

"Fifty can't be sold, the minimum is sixty-five, if you want to take one."

"Boss, how do you sell this......"

"I am a cloud in the wind......"

The noisy human voices, the low houses, and the noisy muttering of pedestrians came and went, and when they saw their group, they all cast curious glances.

"Is this an illusion?"

Zhan Dundun looked around in surprise, and then reached out to touch the telephone pole next to him, but found that the touch was extremely real.

Su Jinxiu looked around, her eyes glowing red.

"I'm afraid it's not just a simple illusion."

"Where are you from?" At this moment, a lady next to her asked curiously.

The reason why I asked this is because Liu Nanfeng's dress is too conspicuous in this group of people.

The street scene, the clothes, and the slogans and signboards everywhere all reflect the style of the 90s.

Therefore, the clothes of Liu Nanfeng and his party are too avant-garde here, so they have attracted the attention of many people.

"Auntie, what is this place?" Liu Nanfeng did not answer this question, but asked rhetorically.

"This is Luo Jiaji, are you from a big city?" The eldest lady continued.

"Luo Jiaji?" Liu Nanfeng wondered what Luo Jiaji was.

But he replied, "Yes, we are from Jiangcheng." ”

"Jiang Cheng?"

Obviously, the eldest lady is the same as Liu Nanfeng, and she doesn't know what Jiangcheng is, but she thinks it must be a big city, otherwise the clothes worn by the group in front of her are so beautiful.

"What are you doing in Luojiaji? Go relatives? The eldest lady asked curiously.

"No, we got lost somewhere else and came here." Su Jinxiu replied beside him.

"Lost? Also, there are many forks in the mountain road outside, and people often take the wrong road. The eldest lady was not surprised when she heard this.

"Auntie, I want to ask, what is the nearest city called, and how to get there."

"Of course, the nearest is Yuedong City, but it is not close to here, you can go to the front and take a car, there are two buses to Yuedong every day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon." The eldest lady pointed to the other direction of the long street.

"Thank you, auntie." Su Jinxiu said.

"You're welcome, then you're busy." The eldest lady said, turning around and leaving directly.

"It's so real." Su Thrush sighed a little.

It can be seen from the conversation between Su Jinxiu and the eldest lady just now that the eldest lady is a person with a completely independent consciousness, and there is no flaw in her clothes, appearance, manners, actions, etc., which does not look like an illusion at all.

"Let's go, let's take a look ahead." Su Jinxiu took the lead and walked forward.

Liu Nanfeng and the others hurriedly followed, while looking around curiously.

They haven't seen this kind of authentic 90s street scene for many years, and the only memory they have is still in their childhood, but it is already very model.

"Hey, there's even an oil cake, I haven't eaten it in years." Su Thrush saw a stall selling breakfast on the side of the road, and said with a surprised face.

The so-called oil cake is a cake made of flour, coated with sugar, and then fried in an oil pan, the outside is crispy, the inside is sweet and tender, and the taste is quite good.

Su Jinxiu turned his head to look and saw that there were not only oil cakes on the stall, but also fried dough sticks, glutinous cakes and other breakfasts.

"If you want to eat, you can buy it." Su Jinxiu said.

"How can I have money, and I ......" Su Thrush wanted to say, even if there were, I am afraid it will not be usable here.

Su Thrush looked left and right, came to the side of the street, picked up a leaf from the ground, shook it in his hand, turned it into an old five-yuan bill, and then reached out and handed it to the breakfast stall owner.

"Boss, bring me two oil cakes."

"Okay."

The boss happily filled two oil cakes in a plastic bag and handed them to Su Jinxiu, and asked her for four yuan, not realizing that Su Jinxiu was using fake money at all.

"Can you use illusions in illusions?" Su Thrush was a little surprised.

"So it's possible that this isn't a fantasy." Su Jinxiu frowned, very serious.

"yes, it feels so real." Zhan Dundun echoed.

The so-called illusions are all dragged into the illusory world built by themselves by affecting people's five senses.

Because the five senses are blinded, it will make people indulge in it, everything is real.

But the strength of several people is very strong, and it is very difficult to drag them all into the illusion without leaving the slightest flaw.

And Su Jinxiu's exercises are special, the beginning of the book "White Bone Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" is the meditation of the holy remains, long-term visualization of this picture, in the spiritual sea will condense an image of the holy relics sitting and forgetting.

This is the fundamental method of "White Bone Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra", there is this image entrenched in the spiritual sea, which can condense the spirit, break through the falsehood, and make the mind immobile like a mountain, if there is illusion that can deceive her, then it can only shake her fundamentals.

And this is completely impossible, if her roots are shaken, the whole person will collapse, dissipate between heaven and earth, where will she still stand here.

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Therefore, Su Jinxiu is very sure that there will definitely not be an illusion in front of him, it may be the real world.

"Wow, this taste, this texture is exactly the same as the real thing, I don't feel the slightest difference."

Hearing Su Thrush say this, Su Jinxiu's brows furrowed even tighter.

While they were looking around, they walked in the direction that the eldest lady had pointed out just now.

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar, and the sound of coins hitting bowls and basins sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a little girl of three or four years old standing in front of them.

Messy hair, dirty little face, only a pair of eyes big and bright.

He was wearing a ruffled collar dress, and his red clothes were so dirty that he could almost see the original color.

She had a wire around her neck, and under the wire hung a milk powder can, and there were a few coins in the can, and the sound they heard just now was from the coins colliding with the can.

"Goo, goo......"

The little girl's bright eyes watched them, and a cooing sound came out of her mouth.

Only then did everyone notice that her two sleeves were empty.

PS: There are two more chapters that are updated normally