The old man came out of the Sword Soul Gate with a dirty face, and had just taken two sips of water in the station outside the Gate of Trials when he saw a young man walking over.

"This is a forbidden area, and this door of trial is not open to the public, so idlers are not allowed to enter." Lao Qianna saw that the young man walked straight to the fence, and seemed to have the intention of turning over, so he shouted.

"I'm not going in, I'm here for you." When the young man spoke, he kept a smile on his face, and he looked very sunny.

"Looking for me, looking for *** what?" Lao Qian frowned slightly, he had guarded the door of trials for three years, and it was the first time that someone came to him except for his family.

"I heard that your swordsmanship is very strong, and I would like to ask some questions about swordsmanship." The young man said with a serious face.

When Lao Qian heard this, he was immediately a little displeased: "Who did you listen to? I'm afraid I'm mistaken."

But anyone who knows and understands the relationship between him and Lao Immortal knows that his swordsmanship is very watery, and even privately gave him the nickname of the most watery trialist in the same level, how can it be said that his swordsmanship is very strong, Lao Qian feels that the young man is sarcastic about him.

"Your last name is Qian, right?" The young man asked, looking Lao Qian up and down.

"That's right." Lao Qian nodded.

"That's right, I'm here to ask you about illusory swordsmanship." The young man said solemnly.

"...... to me Ask...... Illusory Swordsmanship......" Lao Qian looked at the young man in a daze, wondering if this guy was mentally ill, it was the first time he had heard that someone specialized in this kind of thing.

"Yes." The young man nodded affirmatively.

"Who the hell are you? You're here to make trouble, aren't you?" Lao Qian felt more and more that this guy was here to mock him.

"Aren't you the old man who knows illusory swordsmanship?" The young man looked suspicious.

Seeing his appearance, Lao Qian didn't seem to be here to mock him, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "I'm Lao Qian, do you really want to learn illusory swordsmanship?"

"It's not learning, it's research." The young man said.

"So, you're also illusory?" Lao Qian couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to this guy, he thought that only he was unlucky, and he got a magic sword that couldn't hurt people as a symbiosis contract, it turned out that someone was as unlucky as him.

"A little." The young man nodded.

"Sure enough." Lao Qian sighed secretly, walked over and opened the fence door, and said sympathetically: "Come in, although I don't have anything to teach you, but as a senior, I still have some experience for you to refer to."

The young man was not polite, and after walking in, he sat down on the stool and asked with a smile, "I wonder what kind of realm your illusory swordsmanship has reached?"

Lao Qian heard the young man ask, and became more and more convinced that he was indeed the same as himself, and unfortunately contracted an illusory symbiosis contract, because he had no actual combat power, so he could only study the illusory things of the realm.

"If you want to hear it, then I'll tell you about it, according to what I've learned, I think the illusory art should be divided into three realms." It is rare for someone to communicate with him about this kind of thing, Lao Qian seemed to have found a confidant, and said endlessly: "The first realm is the real illusion, to make the illusion real, to the extent that the false is real, so that people can not see the flaws, so that the fake can be turned into real, although there is no actual destructive power, but it can make people fearful, to the point of surrendering without a fight. This realm is difficult, but it is only the foundation of the illusory technique."

"It's not easy to confuse the real with the fake, but is this just the basics?" The young man nodded, and said, "What about the second realm?"

"The second realm is at stake, called illusion." Lao Qian said.

"Illusion itself is false, what does this illusion mean?" The young man asked curiously.

Lao Qian said a little proudly, "Brother, you don't know something, I also studied it for a long time before I understood this false illusion realm."

"To put it simply, it's because people know that everything about you is fake, so if you have something real at this time, they will take your real thing

Treat it as an illusory fake. For example, everyone knows that our symbiotic contract is an illusion, and there is no way to hurt people, but if you can find a parasitic contract that is very similar to the symbiotic contract, others will think that it is illusory, and then it will be very beneficial."

"True and false are true and false, false and true are true and false, if you can use the two realms of true illusion and false illusion well, then there will be endless changes, and the world's mental tricks are nothing more than that." Lao Qian's mouth was foaming at the mouth, and he looked quite excited.

"You said that there are three realms of illusory arts, false and true, true and false, these two realms seem to cover everything, so what is the third realm?" The young man looked curious.

Lao Qian enjoyed this feeling very much, patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "In the first two realms, people with a little wisdom can understand something, if they can truly understand it, they will become great in the future. But this third realm is not so simple, ordinary people can't even think of it, let alone realize it, and only with great enlightenment can they have an epiphany."

"What kind of realm is that?" The young man looked at Lao Qian expectantly.

Lao Qian smiled: "This third realm is called illusion, if you can understand this realm, not to mention that the world is invincible, at least above the illusion, it is almost the end."

"What is a fantasy?" The young man was even more curious.

"To understand what illusion is, you must first understand what is true and what is false." Lao Qian said.

"Do you still need to find out if it's true or not?" The young man didn't quite understand what Lao Qian said.

Lao Qian smiled and said, "Of course, you need to understand that what you think is true may not be true, and what you think is fake may not necessarily be fake."

"For example?" The young man asked.

"For example, do you think you're a man or a woman?" Lao Qian looked at the young man and asked seriously.

"Of course I'm a man, is there any doubt about that?" The young man replied.

"Is it possible that you don't know that you are actually a woman?" Lao Qian said solemnly.

"It can't be, anyone can see that I'm a man." The young man said.

"Everybody can see that you're a man, but what if those people are lying to you, you're actually a woman, but they tell you you're a man, so you think you're a man, and you're actually a woman." Lao Qian's words made the young man a little big.

"Even if they don't tell me, I can tell that I'm a man, and my physical characteristics don't lie, right?" The young man said.

"Why not? What is the basis for you to judge yourself as a man based on your physical characteristics? Isn't that what you learned on your own? And knowledge is something created by people, and if that knowledge is also tampered with, and the knowledge you learn is itself wrong, then how can you judge whether you are a man or not?" Lao Qian said again.

"There's no point in your question, even if the whole world is lying to me, what's the point? Whether it's a man or a woman in name, it doesn't matter to me. It's like color blindness that doesn't distinguish between blue and green, although they confuse blue with green, blue in other people's eyes is green in their eyes, and green in other people's eyes is blue in their eyes, but when others talk about green, they also know which is really green, but they themselves see the color not green but blue, they themselves don't know that it's blue, but it doesn't affect their normal communication with others." The young man pondered.

"Of course it does, if everything you learn is false, then how do you know that what you know is true? Maybe it's not a woman who gives birth to a child, and it doesn't exist anywhere except where you've been, maybe the earth isn't a sphere at all, it's a plane, and what you haven't verified yourself can be fake, but you just don't know it." The old man is colorful.

"Isn't this nihilism, according to what you say, even if you see it with your own eyes, it may not be true, and it may be deliberately played by someone else

come out." Young men don't think it's a meaningful question.

"Yes, so when you can't tell the truth from the fake, what standard do you use to measure what is true and what is false?" Lao Qian asked again.

"Then you can only rely on your own feelings." The young man groaned.

"Yes, by feeling, but by feeling, people tend to believe only that what is good for them is true." Lao Qian continued: "There is a legend in ancient times that a very strong man found a very accurate fortune teller to tell him his fortune, and the fortune teller said that there were two people who were his lucky stars, and if those two people helped him, he would be able to dominate the world. So the strong man found those two people and took them as his beloved generals. With the help of those two people, the strong man will indeed dominate the world."

"But the fortune teller told him that there is still the second half of the life, those two people can help him get the world, and because of those two people, he will lose the world, if you are the strong man, now do you believe the second half of the life?"

"Of course I don't believe it." The young man sighed, he already understood what Lao Qian meant.

"Yes, even if the fortune teller is accurate, people will not believe the truth that is not good for them. When fate is in their favor, people will believe in fate, and when fate is not in their favor, no matter what the truth is, people are more willing to believe that man will conquer the heavens."

Lao Qian continued: "For example, if you are a fat person, if someone tells you that you only need to enjoy the food as you like, you can easily lose weight; And the other person tells you that you have to work hard to lose weight, and you have to give up all the good food, and before you know which one is right, you try, and then which one of you would be willing to believe?"

"If you don't know the truth, as long as you try it, you will choose to enjoy the food as you like. But how can you not know the truth about such a thing?" The young man asked rhetorically.

"What if the truth you know is false? In fact, you only need to enjoy the food as you want to lose weight, and you don't know the truth, you have been entangled again and again, and you have not been able to enjoy the food as you want, and you have exercised from time to time, but the result has not been able to lose, at this time, you will also think, is it because you have not been able to stick to the diet, is it because you have not been able to insist on exercising, so it has no effect?"

"This ......," the young man seemed to know for a moment what to say.

"If people all over the world suddenly tell you that you have been deceived before, and you can only lose weight by enjoying good food, would you like to give it a try?" Lao Qian's expression changed like a seductive and depraved demon.

"Probably so, after all, it doesn't matter if you try." The young man said.

"What if it does work after trying it?" Lao Qian continued to ask.

"How can this possibly work?" The young man thought it was ridiculous.

"How is it impossible to have an effect, how do you know if you are thin or fat?" Lao Qian sneered.

"I have eyes to see." The young man said.

"What do you think? In fact, you don't have a way to see all of yourself. What if the self you see in the mirror is fake? What if the number on the scale is also fake?" Lao Qian asked persecutively.

"Can this be fake?" The young man smiled wryly.

"Why not? Do the beauties you see on your phone with long legs protruding forward and backwards really look like that in reality?" Lao Qian asked rhetorically.

"Well, it's unlikely, but if that happens, I really can't tell if it's true or not." The young man said helplessly.

"Yes, you can't tell if it's true or not, so after you eat delicious food, all kinds of illusions make you feel that you have lost weight, and delicious food will make you feel happy, do you want to live in such a wonderful world, or do you want to live in a world where you can only lose weight in pain? Which world would you like to be real?" Lao Qian continued to ask.

"If I had a choice, I would certainly prefer to live in that wonderful world." The young man said.

"That's right

If you can weave an illusion that people can't judge whether the final result is good or bad, then most people will choose the path of false happiness, and even some people may be able to indulge in it and can't extricate themselves from it when they know that they are false, as long as they feel happy and happy, until the destruction of life. If the future is illusory, life will also be destroyed, and this is the illusion of life." Lao Qian said slowly.

"It's such a fantasy, if you can really play with life to such an extent, then it's no different from the gods." The young man exclaimed.

"How do you know that we are not in the illusion of life woven by some god?" Lao Qian squinted his eyes and sneered: "Maybe everything you have now and all your past achievements are the happiness imaginaries that the gods have woven for you, maybe everything you are experiencing now is just a dream, maybe in the real world, you are already a dying person who stinks all over."

Lao Qian's voice was eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

The young man can't help but fall into deep thought, if the truth he understands is not true, then how can he tell what is true?

"Haha, it's rare to meet someone who has the same disease, I said a little too much today, you don't have to think so much, you can practice the two realms of true illusion and false illusion to the extreme, and you can almost have a place under the light base, as for the realm of illusion, it is not something that human beings should consider, it is a realm that only gods can play, and I just think about it when I am fine." Lao Qian said with a smile.

The young man suddenly raised his head, looked at Lao Qian, and said, "I want to try what you call the realm of illusion."

"Didn't I tell you everything, it's all my fineness, I don't know it myself, how can I let you try?" Lao Qian smiled.

"No, I believe you've reached the realm of illusion, please give me a sword." The young man stared at Lao Qian and said calmly.

"Open...... What...... Joke ......" Lao Qian pretended to be witty, but seeing the man's determined gaze, he couldn't finish the rest of his words.

"Please give me a sword." The young man stared at Lao Qian with burning eyes, and said slowly word by word.

Seeing the man like this, Lao Qian's expression also became serious, and he looked at the man and said in a deep voice: "I do comprehend a little bit of life, but it is only a little skin, I don't know what kind of effect it will have, and even can't control it, if I use a sword against you, you may indulge in a fantasy life for the rest of your life and can't extricate yourself, and you can't get out until you die."

"I want to try it." The young man still insisted.

"But I don't want to kill." Lao Qian shook his head resolutely.

"Then you will die." The young man suddenly pulled out a revolver and pulled the trigger on Lao Qian's head, which was so fast that Lao Qian had no chance to react.

Lao Qian's face changed drastically, and looking at the speed at which the young man drew his gun and fired, he knew that he was by no means joking, but really wanted to kill, and it was so fast that he couldn't dodge this shot at all.

Almost a conditioned reflex of the body, a dreamlike lightsaber appeared in Lao Qian's hand, and instantly pierced into the chest of the man in front of him.

Boom!

The bullet hit Lao Qian's head almost at the same time, Lao Qian felt a shock in his head, and secretly screamed in his heart, he didn't expect to die like this.

But after waiting for a while, the imaginary pain and the cracking of the head did not appear, and he touched his head, and found that there was not a single scar there, but a force spread out over him, erasing the scar on his forehead from the previous battle with the demon.

Lao Qian touched his smooth forehead, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and looked at the young man in front of him incredulously: "Are you crazy?"

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