"You're just recovering your mind now, why are you already at the point where you can use 'minds'?"

"And you have the ability to create illusions, why don't you just control him and push the door open?"

Another voice of doubt rang out.

The old man chuckled: "It's just a little thing left for myself in order to protect myself, I can't take it seriously." ”

"And if this 'door' is not sincerely promoted by me, it will not be done."

"Otherwise, this little ghost would not have been allowed to be presumptuous."

"Everyone is a human spirit, I don't believe that I am the only one who has left behind."

"For example, when Su Yang wanted to commit suicide a few times before, it happened to appear, and the immortal power that protected his body was the masterpiece of one of you."

"We have known each other for thousands of years, and there are some things that can be deceived by Su Yang, but don't treat the old man as a fool."

The words fell, and the door fell silent for a while.

After a long time, the voice sounded again: "Amitabha, the poor monk only cares about one thing, Xingjun, in your illusion, restore the original scene, how much is true and how much is false?" ”

"Eight points true."

"Su Yang is a smart person, what he does is too fake, he will notice it."

"Even now, he can still intuitively find out that we are lying to him."

"That last kick of anger is enough to prove too much."

"It's just that we are currently in a state of containment of each other, he can't get rid of us, and we can't get rid of him, and it doesn't hurt to cooperate occasionally."

"Thousands of years, we have survived, and we don't care about spending a few years to weave a big net for Su Yang and invite you into the urn, so that he is willing... Push open the door. ”

The old man's voice was flat and unwavering.

"So, your first move is the place where the immortals are buried?"

A voice asked, slightly confused.

The old man responded with a smile: "His subjective impression of us is too bad, what place can brush the world's good impression of 'immortals' more than the place where the immortals are buried?" ”

"But if he discovers some deeper secrets, we'll steal chickens and rice."

Another voice that had never spoken suddenly spoke.

"Whether you find it or not, what can it be."

"The moment the burial immortal land opens, the third immortal advent is about to begin!"

"At that time, the power of the immortals in this world will become more and more intense, and the people of the world will go completely crazy."

"They absorb the 'thoughts of the ape' to their heart's content, until the world is purified, and we use them as seeds to grow again in the clean land."

"Calamity... It's going to end. ”

The old man seemed to have imagined that wonderful future, and his voice was full of greedy desire.

"Taibai, Haotian..."

"Not credible."

"Have you forgotten what happened to those who followed him and believed in him?"

"Even that one, who is still suffering endless torture in his lust!"

A cold voice spoke faintly, and there was a slight mockery in his voice.

"Shut up!"

"The glory of Haotian is not allowed to be blasphemed!"

"The heart ape robbery, everyone has their own way to cross the robbery, which is understandable!"

"I respect your philosophy, but I also want you to respect my beliefs."

"Otherwise, don't blame the old man for not being emotional!"

The old man's voice suddenly turned cold, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Huh."

"It's sad that that person knows that at the cost of his life, he can't bring you to your senses again."

The taunt resumed.

At this moment, the old man obviously couldn't control the suppressed anger in his heart: "Shut up! ”

"Heh..."

Eventually, with a chuckle, the door was completely quiet again.

A debate that has been going on for thousands of years will never have a different outcome just because of a few words.

Even if this 'issue' has long been stained with blood.

……

"After these guys shut up, their heads really didn't hurt as much as they used to."

Su Yang sat on the rocking chair and slowly opened his eyes, still looking very weak, but compared to before, his spirit was obviously much better.

At least you don't have to endure headaches all the time to speak.

"These guys, how many words can be believed..."

"It's not fun at all."

Recalling every word that the old man had said, including other 'immortals' and himself, Su Yang leaned back in the rocking chair weakly, rolled his eyes, and looked lacking in interest: "But why do they think that I am a very inspirational person..."

"Why do you think I must be interested in learning the truth about that year, and I must want to become stronger?"

"It's inexplicable."

"The Land of Burial Immortals..."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to just let Xiao Fengfeng blow it down."

"I don't watch it, and no one else wants to watch it."

"Or I'll burn it..."

Su Yang muttered to himself, but in just a few seconds, one plan after another had already appeared in his mind.

In any case, none of these plans include reading the 'second volume'.

"But if you dig up the corpse of an 'immortal' in the place where you are buried, dissect it in front of them, and take out the immortal seed..."

"Isn't it exciting..."

"I don't know if they want to be resurrected, they need their original bodies, if they do, I destroy one, which is equivalent to killing an immortal!"

"This sounds a little more fun."

"Those broken 'instruments' have gradually been unable to suppress Tongtong's 'disease'."

While speaking, Su Yang supported his body and sat up from the rocking chair.

At this time, the time had moved from early morning to noon, and the scene of Ling Xiao's headquarters had changed drastically from before.

Originally, outside the warehouse was a large, empty field.

But at this time, the field was already full of people.

Well...

Piled up.

These people were all dizzy.

was carried by Wu Qianqiu, the same as having obsessive-compulsive disorder, side by side.

As if sensing Su Yang's puzzled gaze, Lao Ma touched his beard with a smile: "This group of little guys is too simple, they don't understand the sinister world, and it's too tiring to teach them step by step, so we studied it, first knocked everyone down, stripped them naked, confiscated their mobile phones and wallets, and threw them in the chaotic streets of Shanhai City, to see which of them can come back intact." ”

"They're not stupid..."

"Who can't remember the phone numbers of a few friends, just borrow a mobile phone and call a friend to pick it up, wouldn't it be good?"

Su Yang was a little puzzled.

Lao Ma's smile looked more kinder: "I will leave a note for them, saying that this is the training of the City Lord's Mansion, and whoever dares to call and cheat will be expelled directly from Ling Xiao." ”

"And..."

"A bare-chested doll, looking for a passer-by to borrow a mobile phone, there is a high probability... Can't borrow. ”