The girl was startled, and secretly looked out with Zhu Juren, and saw a god in iron armor, with a black face like paint, holding a rope lock in his hand, carrying a big mallet, and many women surrounded him.

The Golden Armor God said: Is it all here?

The women replied, "It's all here."

And he said, "If anyone is hiding a mortal in the lower realm, tell it immediately, and do not find guilt for yourselves!"

All the women said in unison, "No."

The Golden Armor God turned around and looked around fiercely like an osprey, as if to search.

The girl was very frightened, her face was as frightened as ashes, and she said to Zhu Juren in a panic: Hurry up and hide under the bed.

She herself opened the small door on the wall and fled in a hurry, and Zhu Juren lay under the bed, not daring to come out.

Soon he heard the sound of leather boots and came to the room, and walked out again.

After a while, the noise of everyone gradually faded away, and Zhu Juren's mood calmed down a little.

However, there are always people talking and talking outside the door.

He lay on his stomach for a long time in a state of distraction, feeling like a cicada chirping in his ears and burning in his eyes, and he could hardly bear it. But he could only listen quietly, waiting for the girl's return, and no longer remembered where he came from.

At that time, Meng Longtan was in the main hall, and Zhu Juren disappeared in a blink of an eye, so he asked the old monk very strangely.

The old monk smiled and said, "I'm going to listen to the teachings of Buddhism."

Meng Longtan asked: Where is it?

The old monk replied, "Not far."

After a while, the old monk flicked his fingers against the wall and called: Zhu Shizhu has been playing for so long, why hasn't he returned?

Immediately, I saw the image of Zhu Juren appear on the mural, and he stood with his ears tilted, as if he had heard.

The old monk called out again, "Your companion has been waiting for a long time."

Zhu Juren then came down from the wall in a flutter, discouraged and stunned.

Meng Longtan was taken aback and asked him slowly.

It turned out that Zhu Juren was lying under the bed just now, and heard the sound of knocking on the wall like thunder, so he came out of the room to listen and take a look.

At this time, they looked at the girl with flowers on the mural, who was already in a high bun and no longer hung her hair.

Zhu Juren was surprised and saluted the old monk and asked him what was going on.

The old monk smiled and said: Illusion is born from the human heart, how can the poor monk solve it!

Zhu Juren was depressed and uncomfortable in his chest, and Meng Longtan was shocked in his heart.

The two immediately got up to say goodbye, and went down the stairs to leave.

After listening to Wu Hanzhang's explanation, I was a little puzzled and said, "Do you mean that this back-yin mountain is also an illusion generated by ourselves?" ”

"But if that's the case, shouldn't be the hallucinations of only one person, how can the rest of us be involved?" Ye Jibei asked puzzled.

Lin Chuan was also at a loss.

At this time, Xiao Yuntian spoke, "Old Gu, I actually know a little bit about your life experience, but I can't tell you clearly, you are by no means a Yang World Destiny that only exists halfway. ”

"The reason why we were made to such a place where we can't reach the sky and the ground by the pure sea is because of you."

I was taken aback by Xiao Yuntian's words, and asked hesitantly, "Can you make it clear?" ”

"Do you remember when I told you about the theft of the Beiyin Emperor's pen? This matter came from the Yin Mountain Dharma Lineage,"

I said yes, didn't you say it a long time ago?

"You also said that this matter has something to do with me, and I still don't know why."

"If Xiang Hongshu didn't lie to me, then you are the embodiment of that little pen, it is precisely because of this that you will be haunted by ghosts, destined to not survive in the world, if it is not for someone to replace you with eight characters, you will definitely not survive."

"And your previous life is likely to be one out of seven life, this kind of life is one out of a thousand, but this is one in a million, and you have died seven times in a row."

"Hold your mouth shut and listen to me." Xiao Yuntian refused to let us ask.

"I wasn't sure if Xiang Hongshu's words were true before, but now that we have all been introduced to your Heart Demon Realm, it can be seen that the classic records of the Yin Mountain Lineage are indeed true."

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"Lao Gu, this is your inner demon and your calamity, I can take the two of them out of here, but you can't, because the twelve immortals are all related to you, and you will recall a lot of things here."

Xiao Yuntian said to me seriously, as soon as he finished speaking, I heard Jinghai's voice: "From where you come from, where you go, what Lord Xiao Shi said is true, the body is just a shackle, a dream bubble, if you can break through this hurdle, the road ahead will be smoother." ”

"Old Xiao, do you know Jinghai well?" Xiao Yuntian's words have already struck me like lightning, and the amount of information is too large to accept.

"Let's go first!" Xiao Yuntian didn't answer, only to see a burst of white light light light on, and Xiao Yuntian, Lin Chuan, and Ye Jibei were all gone.

Even Wu Hanzhang disappeared.

I was the only one left in the empty yellow sand, and I fell to the ground on my back, giving up the struggle, fuck it, fuck it.