Whether He Huanhuan likes me or not already made me very confused, and her sudden appearance in my meditation made me even more irritable, and even affected my practice.

Just as I was puzzled, Zen's voice appeared, "Be careful, this is not a good sign. ”

"What do you mean?" I asked solemnly, "Does this have anything to do with Huanhuan?" What are the bad signs? ”

"It has nothing to do with He Huanhuan." The figure of Zen floated out of my mind, sitting in the void, and he had grown to the appearance of a fifteen-year-old boy over the years.

He looked at me solemnly and said, "Do you remember what I told you about the interference of the Heavenly Demons before?" After you enter the middle stage of the Second Zen Heaven, there will be Heavenly Demons who interfere with your cultivation and concentration, and they are the dependents of the Demon King Bo Xun. ”

"You are still one step away from entering the mid-stage realm, and they are about to appear, and He Huanhuan's appearance in your meditation just now is a sign of interfering with you."

I hurriedly asked nervously, "How will they interfere with me?" And what does this have to do with He Huanhuan? ”

"The Heavenly Demon will conjure up any one you are familiar with or your relatives to appear in your meditation, and use all kinds of despicable means to interfere, if your mind is not strong, it will be difficult to enter the meditation, and it will be difficult to cultivate an inch."

Zen paused solemnly and said again: "Of course, if you are determined and you can remain unmoved, no matter what dastardly means they use, then they will pose no threat to you. ”

I took a deep breath and asked, "Are those heavenly demons powerful, are they good to defeat?" ”

"You'll know when the time comes." After Zen was finished, it got into my mind.

I thought of what He Huanhuan had just said in my mind, and asked Zen, "By the way, Zen, do you think He Huanhuan will really like me?" ”

"I don't know, don't ask me about your mortal feelings, I'm a machine spirit and don't talk about feelings." After the meditation was finished, he stopped talking.

I pursed my lips speechlessly, and continued to meditate, my mind immersed in the Danzhu to see what was going on with the red egg.

In the past three years, the cracks of the red egg have spread to all areas, but the contents of the shell have no signs of breaking out.

Even when my realm broke through to the Second Zen Heaven, the red egg did not appear any extraordinary.

"What's inside?" I pressed my hand to the top of the red egg curiously, and I could feel the powerful beating of my heart inside.

I can vaguely perceive the longing for life in it, and it seems to be expressing to me that I need to absorb energy.

"Energy? What energy do you need to absorb? I asked curiously, feeling that he was in the bottleneck stage of breaking out of his shell.

But after I asked him what energy he needed to absorb, he didn't get any answer, and I didn't bother about it anymore, and my consciousness left here and continued to meditate.

This time, He Huanhuan didn't interfere with me, but there were many scenery of rivers and lakes, and even the scene of himself soaring in the blue sky, which was beautiful.

This is all an illusion in meditation, as long as you ignore it, if there are mood swings, it will interrupt the state of concentration, resulting in the cultivation of the inability to improve.

I watched all the illusions and chaotic thoughts come and go freely in my mind, and the vitality of the universe is like a gentle spring, more like a slender strand of silk that continuously burrows from the top of my head into the Danzhu.

Gradually, I couldn't feel my body, as if I was floating lightly in the air, and the blue sky, mountains, rivers and lakes appeared below.

The undulating ridges stretch for thousands of miles, the green mountains and green waters, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, the butterflies and swallows dance, the spring water is murmuring, the scenery is pleasant, and it makes people extremely intoxicated.

My body landed on the edge of a river in the mountains, and the scene was very real, as if I was in the real world.

"This is—" I glanced around suspiciously, and the images that had appeared in meditation in the past flashed through my mind like a videotape, and this was the first time that I had been frozen in one image for a long time.

"Isn't this in meditation, but in a dream? Am I asleep? I was curious and shook my head vigorously, but I found that I couldn't wake up.

Just as I was trying my best to wake up, I suddenly stared at an old man sitting by the river fishing more than ten meters to my right, with a large bamboo basket next to him.

The old man held a fishing rod made of green bamboo, wore an ancient gray coarse linen shirt, and wore a straw hat, and he could not see all his facial features, but he could see a long white beard.

A breeze blew, and the beard fluttered with the wind, which had a feeling of dust removal from the bones of the fairy wind.

What surprised me even more was that the old man sat there as if he was integrated with the nearby landscape environment, revealing a heart-palpitating and shocking artistic conception.

"Who the hell is the old man? I feel like facing the majesty of nature, and my cultivation must be unfathomable. I murmured in my heart.

"Little friend, since you're here, why don't you come and sit down?" Suddenly, the old man's voice came, and it sounded like bathing in the spring breeze, which was very comfortable.

I looked around, walked over, and asked curiously, "Who are you and where is this?" ”

"It's a wonderful space, and it's also a place where some creatures are buried." The old man smiled and looked up at me.

Because he wears a straw hat, he can only see his face below the eyes, and his face is covered with wrinkles like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree, and I don't know how long he has lived as an antique.

But, although he looks old, he smiles very kindly, which makes people not feel offended, but why is what he said so strange?

"This is a wonderful space, and a place for some creatures to bury? Where are the bones of living beings buried? I muttered to myself, completely unable to understand what he meant.

"That's right, this is the place where the bones of some creatures are buried, and the bones of some people are buried." After the old man finished speaking, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly shook violently.

"Yo, the fish has taken the bait." After the old man finished speaking excitedly, he hurriedly adjusted the angle of the fishing rod and dragged it upward, and there was a loud sound on the water surface.

When I turned my head, the water was crystal clear, reflecting the white clouds and birds in the sky, and even if I looked closely, I could see small fish swimming through the cracks in the gravel at the bottom of the river.

Bang la blah.

The surface of the water ripples, and the fish in it swim desperately from side to side, as if trying to break free from the hook.

"Oops." The old man stood up and nervously walked around with the rod and pulled it upwards so hard that the splash got closer and closer to the shore, and finally he pulled it upwards violently.

There was a bang.

There was a lot of splashing, and I stared wide-eyed to see a white fish nearly half a meter long being pulled out of the water.

In the end, he was grabbed by the old man in his hand and put it in the bamboo basket, and he laughed and said, "I have fish soup to drink tonight." ”

I looked down and was shocked to see that this white fish had no scales, and its skin looked like human skin, but the color was white and scary.

What made my pupils shrink even more was that the two places where there should be fins on the head and tail actually had two small human hands and feet respectively, which even made me feel very familiar with these four birds.

"What the hell is this fish!" I exclaimed, and quickly looked up at the old man and asked, are you sure he caught a fish?

But suddenly, there was a crying whimper from the fish basket, "Woo woo..."

The sound is!

So familiar!

I was shocked and hurriedly looked down, and suddenly my complexion changed greatly, only to see the fish's head slowly wriggling and turning into a human face looking at me crying.

And the owner of this face turned out to be Xiao Mengxin!

And spat out, "Woo woo, Xiao An save me, save me, we're going to die, woo..."

The desolate and whimpering cry was like the howl of a ghost crying a wolf, the wind was blowing all around, the trees rustled, and the sky that was originally clear suddenly became cloudy.

My scalp suddenly tingled, and I took a few steps back to look at the old man in shock, "Who are you, what kind of fish are you catching?" ”

My heart was beating wildly, except for the fish whose skin was similar to that of a human, there were four human beings, and the face turned into Xiao Mengxin, which gave me the illusion of catching Xiao Mengxin.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, little friend." The old man smiled kindly: "This is a lovesick fish, you are thinking about someone in your heart." ”

"Acacia fish?" I frowned, took a step back again, and became vigilant as I watched the weather change dramatically.

"That's right." The old man threw the hook into the river again and said, "The lovesick fish will transform into her according to the person you think of, which shows that you miss this girl very much, she is very important to you." ”

"The lovesick fish will become the person I think according to what I think in my heart? And this weird fish? I frowned and looked down at the acacia fish, and suddenly my heart chuckled.

Wrong!

I looked up at the old man violently, "Why didn't the lovesick fish transform into a human face according to what you thought in your heart, but me?" You..."

"Look." The old man suddenly interrupted me, pointed to the river and smiled, "I'm hooked again." ”

The old man paced anxiously from side to side, tugging at the fishing rod.

I turned my head to look at the river, and the water gradually became clear as the fish struggled desperately to make a large splash.

"Woo woo, Xiao An, run, run..."Xiao Mengxin's voice in the fish basket made me panic.

I was about to look down at her, when my pupils suddenly contracted, and the river suddenly became unusually clear and transparent, causing me to see the big fish that was about to be caught inside.

But when I saw the face of the big fish's head, my heart was shaken, and my scalp was numb, like a lightning strike!

The face on the head of this big fish is none other than me!

At this moment, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my mouth, as if a big iron hook penetrated my upper jaw and pulled it upward, and my whole body trembled with pain.

The environment changed abruptly, not rocks and vegetation, but the bottom of the water, and it was the hook that penetrated the roof of my mouth, the tip of which peeked out from the left side of my nose.

At the end of the fishing line attached to it is an old man on the shore on the surface of the water who is constantly shouting for the big fish to take the bait.

"Woooooo

Fear pervaded my body, my heart was beating wildly, my body was struggling desperately, the river water poured into my lungs, causing me to cough violently and pour more water, but I just couldn't die.

I became a fish in the river.