Seeing the changes in the appearance of the scholars on the mural, Pan Long couldn't help but feel a chill surging in his heart.

The mural is very large, and the despair of the "brother Wang" is depicted, and the panic of the other scholars is all clear. Although it looks slightly different from what I just experienced because of the painting, I can still distinguish the faces of everyone and compare them one by one if I look closely.

"What's going on? Could it be that the scenery in this painting is not an illusion, but really ingested a few scholars from the Emperor Wuzi era?"

Pan Long muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

His instincts told him that it couldn't be!

Not to mention that the predecessor who left the mural is not necessarily an immortal Buddha, even if it is really a legacy of an immortal Buddha, there is absolutely no possibility of extending the life of a few mortals for hundreds of years.

The immortal Buddha has vast powers, but no matter how vast it is, it still has to follow certain laws, and it can't really come true.

Just like her teacher Bi Lingkong, in terms of supernatural powers, she is even better than many immortals and Buddhas, but if she wants to teach herself some skills, she can't be like in folklore, just point at her eyebrows, and she understands it all at once. Instead, I had to start from the basics and teach little by little, practice slowly with myself, and spend a certain amount of time and energy to make myself successful.

Maybe if this Immortal Buddha has been taking care of it, he can really let a few mortals live for hundreds of years. But you can do it with just one painting...... Impossible!

Bi Lingkong can't do it!

Thinking of this, his expression became firm again.

"Everything is empty, all scenes are born from the heart, and nature will change from the heart. The painting, and even the people in it, may be just an illusion. That senior's greatest skill should be to fabricate illusions, making it impossible to distinguish the truth from the fake. Maybe...... What he left behind was not a painting at all, but a formation that could be activated regularly. ”

"This formation is not activated all the time, so most visitors get nothing. But after all, this formation will be activated from time to time, so those who cultivate in the tower will often get something...... That's how it should be!"

Just as he was talking to himself, he suddenly heard a soft clapping.

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged Taoist walking in from the door. He looked at Pan Long with a smile and clapped softly as he walked.

"What a good vision!" he said, "Poor Dao has been here to take care of the preaching tower for more than 300 years, and it is the first time I have met someone who can guess the truth of this Cihang crossing the sea and ascending to heaven at once!"

Pan Long suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "I guessed right?"

"That's right, there is actually a spell in this portrait that can create illusions at will. The Taoist walked in front of him as he spoke, and waved his sleeves towards the portrait, "Its true appearance is like this." ”

Pan Long looked at the portrait again, and saw that the portrait was still the Cihang Great Sage crossing the sea and ascending to heaven, but except for the Cihang Great Sage himself, there were only endless vague clouds. In the clouds, you can vaguely see the sea under your feet and the bright moon in the sky, what mountains, water, pavilions, scholars...... Even the Scattered Flower Heavenly Maiden and the like, there is no such thing as a goddess at all.

But when he looked closely, he vaguely saw some blurred lines in the clouds, some of which seemed to be landscapes, some of which seemed to be buildings, and some of which seemed to be human figures...... Presumably, those who were bewitched by the spell were inspired by these vague lines and imagined all sorts of illusions.

The spells left by that predecessor are not just created out of nothing, the blurred lines in these clouds are actually a huge "database", and all those who fall into illusions will find their own imagination in this "database", and then construct an illusion that conforms to their own ideas.

"Sure enough, it is a vast supernatural power and ingenious conception!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but praise, "This senior's methods are both majestic and subtle, and he is worthy of being a Taoist sage!"

"Nanhua Zhenren is indeed a former sage of Taoism. The man nodded and said, "However, the murals he left behind, in general, are still too deliberate." There is more than ingenuity, but the atmosphere is insufficient, and there are some cunning that disturb other people's minds hidden in it...... Legend has it that when this real person had just comprehended immortality in the past, he once used life and death as a drama and made a farce of 'splitting the coffin'. Probably at that time, his personality was indeed a little frivolous, and he liked to tease people. ”

Pan Long smiled and ignored this.

This Dao person can take care of the Dongling Pagoda for hundreds of years, and he must also be an immortal. He can point fingers at the Nanhua Zhenren who left the mural of the Dongling Pagoda, but he, a junior who is still far from immortality, is not qualified.

"I think your personality doesn't match Nanhua Zhenren. It is a great opportunity to be able to comprehend something in this mural. Plus you have great merits......" The Taoist man looked at Pan Long again and said thoughtfully, "Poor Dao thinks that you may be the reincarnation of a Buddhist monk, but not necessarily. ”

Pan Long was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why a high monk?"

"If I am a member of the Dao Sect, it is said that I should have a greater understanding. And the people in my Dao sect actually don't care much about merit, anyway, the poor Dao has never seen a fellow Daoist with great merit. However, among the monks, there are generations of monks who have done good deeds for many years and have accumulated countless merits. In terms of your merits, you are most likely to be reincarnated as a high monk. ”

Pan Long smiled...... This time he really didn't know how to take it.

He knew that he was definitely not the reincarnation of a high monk, and he also knew how he had obtained his merits. But he couldn't explain it.

Since I can't explain it, of course I have to laugh it off.

Fortunately, the Taoist didn't ask.

He nodded and said, "Since you can enter the illusion realm in the painting and gain something, then you might as well cultivate in this Dongling Pagoda for a while, after all, it can be regarded as a fate." ”

Pan Long shook his head: "I don't plan to inherit the mental method of Nanhua Zhenren, it's just a chance encounter, and it would be not good if I deliberately wanted to learn." This opportunity for cultivation is better reserved for those who are truly committed to the Dao. If I take advantage of someone else's opportunity, I can't help but feel guilty. ”

The Taoist smiled slightly, nodded, and the figure disappeared suddenly.

From beginning to end, he never introduced himself, nor did he ask about Pan Long's identity.

Maybe it's all meaningless clichés for him, right?

Pan Long saluted to the place where he disappeared, and then saluted to the picture of Cihang crossing the sea and ascending to heaven that had already shown his true face, and turned around and walked out of the Dongling Pagoda.

Walking out of the tower, the strong wind blowing on his body by the river, he suddenly felt refreshed and his mood was much more relaxed.

The heart of that Nanhua real person, he was not interested. But he didn't like the means of this real person to teach the Fa.

As the Taoist senior who took care of the pagoda said, this real person's personality when he left the mural was really a little frivolous, and he did not forget to tease others while preaching. It is not friendly enough to preach in a friendly way, but it is really not friendly enough to create some frightening illusions.

Maybe Nanhua Zhenren himself will find it funny, but the people who are teased are only afraid.

Such a senior, such a Tao, don't learn it!

Of course, if Pan Long didn't have the Classic of Mountains and Seas, didn't meet Bi Lingkong, didn't meet Wen Chao...... Without this series of adventures, if he encounters this mural, no matter how much he is teased, he will still stay and learn.

After all, being teased is a small thing, but learning to be successful is a big thing......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm a layman, too!"

"No, of course I'm a layman, isn't that Nanhua real person a layman?"

"How many of these beings are not laymen?"

"There is nothing wrong with ordinary people, and people who don't eat fireworks in the world, even if they meet, they may have nothing to say. ”

Pan Long muttered to himself, drifting away.

On the East Spirit Pagoda, the figure of the Dao man emerged, looking at him from a distance.

"Layman...... Hehe, his thoughts are also interesting. ”

A firelight lit up beside him, and a voice came from within the firelight: "As he said, there is nothing wrong with the laity. It's you, who don't eat the fireworks of the world, but you don't look like the Lie Yukou I knew back then. ”

"People change. The Taoist said, "Bi Yuewu, whom I knew back then, didn't have the habit of playing with fire." ”

"Yes, people change. The voice sighed, and said, "What do you think of him? Do you think he will change?"

"People change. "But I think that even if some people change, they won't become so powerful, and they will make everyone feel that they don't know him." Zhao Sheng will change, and Wen Chao will also change, but Zhao Sheng will not become like Zhao Sheng in the end, and Wen Chao will still be Wen Chao in the end. From what I see, he should be a person like Wen Chao, no matter how much he changes, he will still be him after all. ”

“...... That's good. In that case, I'll be relieved. ”

"Don't say that you feel like you're about to die, Zhao Sheng has been dead for so many years, even if you have any grievances, you should let go. If you are still uncomfortable, seeing that his Zhao family's country has not been able to hold on for many years, when this country changes owners, you can go to open the coffin and kill the corpse, drag Zhao Sheng's corpse out and scatter the ashes, I believe that even if he is capable, the means left behind will not stop you. ”

"Old Lie, don't look down on people so much! I'm not so downtrodden as to comfort myself by dragging the dead out and crushing their bones and scattering ashes. ”

"You can figure it out, that's for the best. ”

“...... Actually, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. ”

"I can't figure it out, why is it only you? Wen Chao couldn't figure it out back then, his friendship with Zhao Sheng was not ordinary, it was a real friend of life and death. If it weren't for him, Zhao Sheng would have died a long time ago. As a result, in the end, even he had to oppose Zhao Sheng...... Why did the Son of Heaven finally come to the point where even such a close friend opposed him, everyone wondered. ”

"Wen Chao once said that dragon slayers will eventually turn into evil dragons. ”

But he has also said that everyone has an evil beast and a good human nature, and there is no one who is necessarily evil or necessarily good. After all, people's good and evil are determined by chance. ”

"Then what do you think Zhao Sheng encountered later?"

"If the world says that he has studied him the most, it must be you. I don't even know about you, so how can I know?"

“...... It's annoying!"

"It's better to be annoyed, it's more like a living person. If you don't eat fireworks every day like me, I'm afraid that you will soon really fly to the Moon Palace like the Chang'e Wen Chao said. ”

"Phew, I was fooled by Wen Chao's big mouth, so I gave myself the name Bi Yuewu, in fact, I have nothing to do with the moon!"

"You're not the only one who has been fooled by that big mouth. Am I not? Even Nanhua was fooled by him back then, and then he changed his past wrongs, from a stranger in the game world to a master...... Being fooled by him is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

"It's a pity that I can't let my student meet him too, and he was fooled by him once. ”

"It's a pity that there are too many things in the world. So don't always think about pity, look ahead, the future is still far away. ”

“...... Why do I feel like you're comforting me, wanting me not to die on my own?"

"As the years go by, there are not many friends left for you and me. It's okay that you've traveled extensively, but I'm cold and even fewer people can be called friends. So let's just let me say something superfluous. Old friend, you must take care!"

“...... Who do you think I am, and I won't die if you die!"

The fire flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The Taoist shook his head and sighed.

"Duplicity, you guy, you can't change this temper in your life!"

He looked worried, but after all, he did nothing, only sighed deeply.

Pan Long naturally didn't know about this conversation at the top of the Dongling Pagoda, and after he left the Dongling Pagoda, he went directly into the mountain. When he came out of the mountain, he was already a white tiger star with a dirty body but carrying a bag of fresh herbs.

Naturally, this packet of herbs was not produced in the mountains near Guangling, but unless there were people who were extremely proficient in this way, and they were taken together with the soil on it for comparative analysis, no one would want to see this.

Taking advantage of the setting sun and the city gate not closed, he carried this bag of herbs into Guangling City and went straight to Zheng Shuang's house.

Zheng Shuang had just finished a medicated bath, his body was steaming, and even his skin was slightly red, and he looked unusually energetic—of course, it could also be because he was trying to stretch his muscles and bones, and his face was flushed from the pain.

Seeing the arrival of the master, he was extremely happy, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the White Tiger Star.

"Hurry up and find a stone mortar, I want to concoct medicinal materials. ”

Of course, Zheng Shuang had a stone mortar at home, and soon, Bai Huxing would grind a packet of herbs with some medicines that had been purchased before.

While grinding the medicinal herbs, he said happily: "I originally thought that the vicinity of Guangling City was densely populated, and there might not be much left of the medicinal herbs in the mountains. Unexpectedly, the terrain here is extraordinary, and the aura of the Tongtian River turns and gathers, giving birth to a lot of medicinal materials in the mountains. As a result, it didn't take much effort to get all the medicines, which is really good!"

Looking at the teacher's somewhat messy appearance, Zheng Shuang couldn't help but be very moved.

And a few spies who were secretly observing quickly reported the news.

Pan Long's plan to disguise his identity went very smoothly.