Elder Guo took out an empty teacup and put it on the table in front of Lu Zhan, then picked up the teapot from the open stove, he poured the spout into the teacup in front of Lu Zhan, but saw a blue-brown, loach-like thing suddenly emerge from the spout!

The loach-like thing fell into the teacup, writhing and flipping in the teacup, and it looked very disgusting. ,!

When Lu Zhan suddenly drilled a loach out of the spout, his heart was slightly stunned, thinking to himself what this Elder Guo was doing? How could there be a live loach in such a hot teapot? Could it be that Elder Guo was asking himself a question?

This doubt drifted in his heart for a very short time, and after a moment he figured out that this must be an illusion, but this illusion was very clever, and Elder Guo completed it very smoothly in every gesture, and there was no trace at all.

Before this, Lu Zhan had also met a master who was good at casting illusions, that was Qing Ji, but Qing Ji had to do a lot of foreplay when she cast illusions, compared to Elder Guo, who could create illusions casually, Qing Ji's level was obviously inferior.

Lu Zhan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the teacup with a writhing loach, leaned close to his lips and took a sip, and praised him sincerely: "Well, the elder made good tea." ”

He poured the qi into the teacup, only to see the loach in the teacup disappear and turn into a cup of tan tea.

Elder Guo raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "The little friend is indeed a little knowledgeable, and he can see through the old man's little trick at a glance. However, there are many tricks in illusion, so would you like to go deeper and take a journey of illusion in your mind?"

Lu Zhan knew that this was the real exam question that Elder Guo would make, he put down the teacup in his hand and nodded very calmly, "I am glad to do it." He said.

Illusion is an ancient secret art that is so mysterious that it is only the most superficial illusion that the power of illusion is truly revealed when the caster implants it in your brain and burrows into your mind.

Back then, Lu Zhan was fascinated by a magic spell of Qing Ji, and he was almost unable to extricate himself from his mind. So he knew what Elder Guo meant by the journey of the illusion in his mind.

It means that once he can't win this exam, he will have to fall into the illusion in his brain and can't escape, and he will lose himself for a long time, and then he will be like a person who has fallen into a deep sleep, with a heartbeat and breathing, but no longer has his own consciousness.

In a competition where others may not dare to dabble in illusions, especially if illusions are brought into the mind, which is more vulnerable to damage than illusions seen by the eyes. But Lu Zhan has experienced a hundred battles. For him, the more novel the battle, the more he can take his cultivation to the next level, so he has always refused to come to this kind of competition.

For Lu Zhan, he agreed with the exam questions he proposed. Even Elder Guo himself felt a little surprised. Generally speaking, martial arts people are wary of illusion-type attacks, and that is because this type of attack is too mysterious, and sometimes it can cause mental damage that can never be recovered, which is more serious than physical damage.

Therefore, for Lu Zhan's courage and self-confidence, Elder Guo had already secretly appreciated it in his heart.

Elder Guo put the teacup in his hand on the table, and with a gentle slap of his palm on the edge of the table, he saw the coffee table fly to the side with a "whoosh" and float down in the corner.

He pulled out a gray-white drum from behind him and placed it between his knees.

However, I saw that the drum was about two feet high, and the shell of the drum body was grayish-white. If you look closely, it turned out to be a round bone more than two feet thick, and the body of this drum was made of the bones of a hollow desolate beast!

And the blue-gray drum surface shone with a layer of green glow, and it seemed to be made of the skin of a wild beast.

Elder Guo caressed the drum surface lovingly, and said to Lu Zhan: "This drum of mine is called the 'Storm Dementor Drum', and the drum body and drum surface are made of the bones and skin of the desolate beast 'Poisonous Swamp Soul Jiao'. I'm here to remind you, don't underestimate this drum, it's already at the level of a half-step spirit soldier, so it's too late for you to quit now. ”

Lu Zhan smiled faintly and said, "Elder, just let it go. ”

His calmness and calmness made Elder Guo have a little more affection for him. The vast majority of people would probably turn around in fright once they heard the half-step spirit soldier, and the one who did nothing like him did not hesitate at all, but Elder Guo had never seen it.

Elder Guo nodded, "Young people have courage, our school examination ends with ten drums, and the old man beats the drum ten times, if you can completely carry these ten drums, this examination school will be considered a successful pass." But if you can't carry the ten drums, or you are delirious after the ten drums, then I'm sorry, even if you lose this exam, agree or not?"

"I'm okay with that. ”

"Okay, then I'll get started. ”

Elder Guo's right hand smoothed over the drum and turned clockwise, and he condensed the qi into his palm.

As the qi on the palm of the hand gathers more and more, there is also a series of "whirring" sounds on the drum surface, and the sound is like a mountain breeze blowing through the valley, and the leaves of the mountain are swaying, which makes people feel drowsy and drowsy.

Suddenly, Elder Guo raised his palm and gently patted the drum surface, and he heard a clear sound of "dong", and a circle of colorful glow flashed on the blue-gray drum surface.

At the same time, the scenery in Lu Zhan's eyes changed suddenly, and he found that he was rapidly stretching the distance with Elder Guo, and Elder Guo's figure was flying backwards rapidly, ten zhang, twenty zhang, fifty zhang, and one hundred zhang......

The figure of the elder grew farther and farther away, and finally turned into a small black dot.

And the colorful glazed walls around him suddenly turned into colorful mist, rolling tiredly, slowly permeating in front of Lu Zhan.

"Knock"

With the sound of the second drum, some familiar figures of Lu Zhan continued to come out of the fog, first Lu Tonghui who looked at him with expectant eyes, followed by the gentle little inkstone, and then the majestic Lu Bufan, the solemn Sima Xingge, the trouble-loving Xi Liuzi, the nagging Zhen Suishu, the calm Ma Lixiong, the dignified Fifth Miss, the beautiful Qing Ji, the smiling Tan Jingjing, etc., those who had made him feel loved in his life all appeared in front of his eyes.

They walked towards Lu Zhan with a smile on their faces, and Lu Zhan involuntarily stood up to greet them.

At this moment, there was a drum sound of "dong" in my ears.

The sound of the drum sounded in the ears like the roar of a wild beast, which shook the people who gathered around and looked behind them in astonishment, only to see a terrible dragon's head emerge from the colorful mist, the dragon's whole body was pitch black, and a pair of huge eyes flashed with turquoise flames.

But I saw that the black dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and a cloud of black smoke erupted from between the fangs of the giant tooth, and a choking smell suddenly filled the space.

Where the black smoke passed, the earth rotted and the sky changed color, and the thick black smoke enveloped the people, and the people let out miserable screams, their clothes were turning to ashes, their skin was eroding, they were scratching themselves in pain, moaning loudly, black blood was flowing on their faces, the scene was terrible.

Seeing these people he wanted to protect the most suffer such a painful torture, Lu Zhan's heart was extremely angry, and he rushed to rush towards the black dragon, but at this moment, a cool breath came out of his abdomen and penetrated his brain, and his brain suddenly woke up: "No, this is just an illusion!"

Lu Zhan hurriedly suppressed the urge to move and sat cross-legged on the ground again.

He poured the qi in his body into his brain, letting that warm qi pour into the spiritual platform, and suddenly felt an ethereal spirit in his brain, and the chaotic feeling that had just permeated his brain was washed away a lot.

As he continued to inject qi into his brain, the scene in front of him immediately changed, and the figures of those who had been tortured slowly blurred and finally disappeared without a trace, and the layer of colorful fog that permeated him also retreated a lot.

But the black dragon did not disappear, originally it just poked a head out of the mist, as the fog disappeared backwards, the body of the black dragon slowly revealed from the mist, a vertebrae, two vertebrae, a bone claw, two bone claws......

Oh my God, this black dragon's body doesn't have any bones and blood, only Bai Sensen's skeleton!

"Boom!"

Another drum sounded, and the black-headed and white-boned dragon quickly swam out of the mist, and pounced towards Lu Zhan with its teeth and claws.

Lu Zhan poured his qi into the spiritual platform with all his might, wanting to keep his mind in a clear state and not be confused by the illusion in front of him, he knew that once he was confused, the scene that appeared in his eyes later would only become more and more terrifying.

But no matter how much he managed to keep his mind from being completely annihilated by the illusion, the figure of the black-headed and white-boned dragon on the opposite side still refused to disappear, not only that, it pounced on Lu Zhan with its teeth and claws, and the long white bone body circled around him......

Elder Guo, who was sitting opposite Lu Zhan, struck the fifth drum with a "bang", this drum had already condensed eighty percent of the power in his body, his eyes were covered with a few bloodshots, his face was a little pale, and a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Generally speaking, when this drum is hit, a martial artist of Tan Jingjing's level will jump up and wave his fists in the room like crazy, and this state means that their sanity has been completely controlled by the illusion, and they will go crazy until they die of exhaustion.

But looking at Lu Zhan again, except for the first drum that made him slightly confused for a while, and then he kept it very quiet, except for his face was a little flushed and sweat was slightly dripping on his forehead, he didn't see much struggle, which showed that he still had the strength to compete with his drum sound.

The opponent in front of him is not only very young, but also has a calm bearing, and already has a faint kingly demeanor. He had lived for nearly two hundred years, and he had never been able to reach this state, which made Elder Guo feel a sense of competitiveness in his heart, since he had entered the retreat period of refining the Slave Bone, it had been a long time since he had encountered such a strong opponent.

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