Life is between heaven and earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden.

It has been another spring and autumn since Li Muyu took shape.

"Whew-"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Li Muyu rubbed his shoulders tiredly, but the joy in his eyes was not hidden.

Gently stroking the fish scale soft armor in his hand, his chest was suddenly full of a sense of achievement.

It's been a hundred days, right?

Since Li Muyu took shape, he has discovered a rather serious problem - he has no clothes.

Although Yun Ji's mustard seed bag has clothes, most of them are gauze skirts, and the cut is bold, except for a little cover on the chest, the rest of the place is completely unobstructed.

On the way to rummage through his clothes, a few jade slips managed to attract his attention.

"Introduction to Alchemy", "Introduction to Refining", "Initial Solution of Formation".

After a cursory look, Li Muyu only felt that each skill was very obscure and profound, and if he didn't spend a lot of time pondering and researching, he couldn't master any of them at all.

It's like the three subjects of language and mathematics in the previous life, each subject is also divided into three levels, although it is easy to get started, but it also has to be taught by a teacher, if you want to learn by yourself, the difficulty, it is simply geometrically climbed, not to mention the study of these subjects thoroughly, there is no more than ten years of penance immersion, if you want to enter the room, there is no possibility.

However, for Li Muyu, what he lacks most is time.

One-fifth of the twenty-year covenant has passed, and if we don't hurry up, I'm afraid we will be beaten back to our original shape.

But Li Muyu, who had just transformed into a form, didn't dare to leave the Heisha River easily, not to mention that he didn't have a magic weapon as a little demon, and he didn't even have a few spells in the condensation stage.

A good meal is not afraid of being late, and after careful consideration, Li Muyu decided to use his ready-made fish scales to make a decent vestment for himself.

From studying to making clothes, I spent more than 300 nights in total. Fortunately, this scale fell off from his body and was connected to his original bloodline, so it didn't take too long to refine.

Finally, after he burned it with his demon fire for a full hundred days, the fish scale armor was finally tempered.

Wearing the fish scale armor close to the body, the feeling of this kind of clothing touching the skin simply made Li Muyu can't help but have a sour nose.

This time, he finally doesn't have to worry about being sold to the wet market.

Li Muyu touched his fish scale armor, but he still couldn't help frowning, a little distressed.

Although the upper body is covered, the rest of the body is still in a cold state.

"Change."

The fish scale armor grew in response, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a water-blue robe, the color was elegant and chic, and Li Muyu was quite handsome.

shook his sleeves, it was indeed no different from ordinary clothes, but Li Muyu knew in his heart that this was just his illusion, not a real thing.

"That's fine, at least the illusion becomes a clothes that don't worry about getting dirty."

Although it is fake, there is truth in the false, and the entire robe is transformed by his fish scale armor, so ordinary people will not see too many clues. Unless it is a cultivation higher than him, or an illusion Dao is higher than him. But for the sake of convenience, let's leave the Black Sand River and buy a few sets of clothes.

In this year, in addition to stabilizing his cultivation and tempering the fish scale armor, Li Muyu spent the rest of his time on comprehending the "Po Su Sutra".

Maybe he really has a fate with illusion, whether it is the phantom spirit bead or the nine-sky beautiful fox, they can't get around the word "phantom". Not only that, but he can be said to be extremely talented in illusion. Just like Li Bai's poems and Beethoven's music, they are all easy to understand, and they all have amazing comprehension in their respective fields.

In just one year, the five senses of illusion mentioned at the beginning of the "Sutra of Wisdom" have made him roughly practice. This kind of self-learning ability is already equivalent to the terrifying speed of those prodigies in their previous lives, who had already learned high school courses by themselves at the age of only eight or nine.

But the more he came into contact with illusion, the more Li Muyu understood the difficulty.

Illusion is a form of deception. The primary illusion is to deceive others with the five senses – sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch. And advanced illusions can even deceive the spirits of others, imprison the consciousness of others in the illusion they have created, and kill people invisibly.

Illusion is about keeping truth in the false.

Li Muyu's robe conjured with illusion was not made out of thin air, and under the robe, there were also real clothes. And which one is the illusion and which one is the truth is the most mysterious part of illusion.

"There is truth in illusion." That is, there is truth and falsehood in illusion.

Therefore, if you want to perform illusions, you must have a medium. And Li Muyu wanted to use the "Qin Dao" passed on to him by the Nine Heavens Beauty Fox as his spell casting medium.

One dream is three, two lives are the piano, and one life learns the piano.

Qin Dao and him, under the intentional arrangement of Jiuxiao Meihu, have taken root in his heart, and he can't forget it.

If you can't forget it, you can accept it, but now, in addition to a few spells that can cast clouds and rain, and some water-resisting techniques learned during the enlightenment period, the advanced spells of the condensation period recorded in the "Taiyin Secret Record" don't have much time to practice. Therefore, illusion is his greatest reliance nowadays.

Finding a piano was the next thing he had to accomplish.

With a clear idea, Li Muyu no longer continued to delay, cast a trick, broke the ban, without any nostalgia, turned into a cold carp body, and swam out.

After the transformation, Li Muyu's body size did not become huge like other demon cultivators. It's just that the size of the palm has evolved to the size of the foot ball, except that the scales are brighter and the breath is colder, there hasn't been much change in other aspects.

"From today onwards, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly. I, Li Muyu, am finally free! ”

Li Muyu was quite wantonly churning in the water, moving left and right, and swam in the Heisha River for a long time. However, as he got closer and closer to the shore, a strange uneasiness crept into his heart.

It's quiet, it's really quiet.

In the Black Sand River, there was no sound other than the sound of the river rushing down.

What about the native yokai? River shrimp essence? Mussel essence? Fish essence? It was as if all of a sudden, their existence was erased, silently and chillingly.

"What's that? What a strong breath. ”

On the bank of the Heisha River, the stone tablet that originally engraved the three words "Heisha River" was cut down by life, and then a new stone tablet was erected on the side.

There are no demons in the world.

The four eye-catching big characters, revealing an incomparable aura, were like a sharp knife, stabbing at Li Muyu fiercely.

There are no demons in the world? Who the hell wrote this?

Seeing this stone stele, Li Muyu felt a wave of anger in his heart.

There are no demons in the world! There are no demons in the world!

Could it be that the demon clans of the Black Sand River were slaughtered as carved on the stone tablet?

It's cold, it's cold, it's a bitter cold.

For the first time since coming to this world, Li Muyu felt an unspeakable sense of humiliation.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the thing hurts it. At this moment, Li Muyu finally realized what kind of world this world was.

Shemales have different paths and never die.