The dancers left the stage one after another. Shushan Wumou took the lead and walked to the center of the main hall. Everyone present remained quiet. For a moment, the originally noisy inner sanctum fell silent. It can be seen that Shushan Wumou's popularity is very high, and everyone recognizes his strength very much, and looks forward to his performance.

Shushan Wumou held a wine glass in his hand. Fill a glass with a glass of wine.

He pursed his lips and looked at Si Dao, showing a sarcastic smile: "Do you want to show it first, otherwise, when you finish watching my performance, I'm worried that you won't have the courage to stand up." ”

Si Dao ignored Shushan Wumou's ridicule, and smiled lightly to indicate that Shushan Wumou could start performing.

Shushan unintentionally pointed at a dancer. The dancer panicked and did not dare to move. Shushan raised his hand without thinking, and with a slight move, the dancer's sweater broke down into strands of filament.

Hundreds of filaments fly in the air, forming a beautiful painting. There is a simple stage in the painting. There were two people on stage. One of them was rugged, carrying a sledgehammer, like Ji Shushan without a plan. The other man was tall and thin, with nothing in his hands, somewhat similar to Si Dao. It's a still picture. All the details of the picture are woven from hundreds of sweater filaments, which is vivid.

In this way, the stage for the performance has been set.

Then, Shushan rotated 360 degrees in place without any intention and looked around. He used his eyes to tell everyone that the real show was about to begin.

He always holds a wine glass in his hand. Then, he tossed his glass upwards. The glass went straight up, and the wine inside spilled out, suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, the painting of woolen weaving began to change. The two on stage began to fight each other.

The fight was exciting. The speed is getting faster and faster. The naked eye is completely unable to keep up with the speed at which the picture changes. The immortal cultivators present must use their divine sense to detect in order to capture the picture. At the climax of the battle, the lowly monk could not even keep up with the speed at which the picture changed.

As the creator of the picture, Shushan Wumou needs to create dozens of frames of images in the moment of every change in the picture. Among them, he needs to manipulate hundreds of filaments to operate independently. Each filament has a variety of variations.

Anyone who only saw Shushan Wuxuan for the first time would never have imagined that a burly male monk would possess such a precise and terrifying ability to manipulate spiritual power. In real combat, Shushan Wumou can accurately control hundreds of scattered spiritual power points at the same time. Under such a dense attack, even if ordinary monks saw it, they couldn't resist it at all.

During the stage performance of woolen weaving, the wine glass rises and falls, and finally returns to the hands of Shushan Wumou. Miraculously, the spilled wine also falls back into the glass. From the moment the wine glass and wine flew up, they had never been exerted with any spiritual power. It can be said that from the moment the wine glass left Shushan Wumou, Shushan Wumou had accurately controlled the landing point of every drop of wine. Therefore, every drop of wine can fall back into the glass.

When the last drop of wine fell back into the wine glass, the stage play performed by Shushan Wumou also happened to come to an end. After a fierce battle, the tall and thin man was beaten to pieces by the burly man. Then, hundreds of yarns return to their original places and turn back into a sweater to be worn on the dancer's body.

The length of time it takes for the glass to rise and fall is exactly the length of time for a stage play. The level of control is also impressive.

It was indeed a wonderful magic show. When the performance ended, the monks applauded.

In the admiration of everyone, Shushan raised his wine glass and drank it all. He swept his gaze to Si Dao and said arrogantly, "Here's your time." ”

Si Dao smiled slightly and stood up. He learned from Shushan's lack of strategy, and also picked up a wine glass, and then walked to the center of the main hall. The difference is that there is no wine in the wine glass in Si Dao's hand.

The crowd didn't know why. At this moment, none of them believed that Si Dao could win against Shushan Wumou. Many monks directly let out a sighing sound. Shushan looked at him coldly, sat back in his place, filled his wine glass, and was about to drink it all.

Then, in the midst of doubt, Si Dao took a deep breath, raised the wine glass with his right hand, and gently threw it upward.

The glass was tossed into the air, and mist poured out of the glass. The mist instantly enveloped the entire inner sanctum. In the next second, a splendid three-dimensional painting condensed by water mist appeared in front of everyone.

The mist painting shows a beautiful fairyland world. The entire wonderland is arranged in the center, consisting of the sky and the ground.

In the sky, a Tai Chi Bagua Stone Formation floats in the air. Each Bagua Stone Island is home to various types of gardens with exquisite decoration. The items in different gardens are different, there are Dan furnaces, there are talisman arrays, there are book walls full of all kinds of classics, there are also medicine cabinets with all kinds of grass and insects, there are open-air vast arenas, and there are also teaching buildings with neat tables and chairs.

The details are so intricate that they seem endless. The most important thing is that the picture is not static. Cranes soar in the sky, and clouds move slowly. Outside the academy, countless young sendems flew in. The teenagers have different appearances, and they are all handsome and extraordinary. They walked into the classroom and listened carefully to the teachings of the teacher. The teacher had a calm temperament and an incomparable bearing that ordinary people could not match, and he was obviously just a villain condensed by water vapor, but when he looked at it, it made the monks present feel an unfathomable will.

With the exception of the seowon, there are people coming and going from all over the place, and everyone is doing their own thing.

The entire wonderland contains tens of thousands of people. God knows, how did Si Dao sketch so many images in an instant?

On the ground, countless unknown spirit grasses were systematically rooted in different areas. All spiritual objects are not cared for by humans, but by the corresponding spirit animals. In addition to spirit beasts, various mechanism puppet beasts are responsible for various mechanical activities. If you look more closely, you will find that there are two old men playing chess between the Lingtian. The chessboard is clearly visible, and every move of the two old men is clearly presented in front of everyone.

This chess game is so exciting, people can't help but indulge in it, and people can't help but marvel at the subtlety and mastery of the two old men's chess skills. A game of chess is played extremely fast, and the whole process is obviously only a moment, but the viewer feels that months have passed.

The entire mist of the fairyland world is so big that it is impossible to grasp all the details in a moment.

The wine glass flew upwards and passed through the entire mist wonderland. The glass rises high and then slowly falls. When the wine glass falls, the fairyland world where the mist condenses instantly "freezes".

To be precise, the mist all condenses into water droplets. The entire fairyland world changed from the original mist to real and transparent water. In an instant, the entire fairyland world gives people the illusion of "frozen".

The intense beauty pulls people into this wonderland in front of them. It's an instinct, the instinct of life for beauty.

The wine glasses had just passed through the fairyland, just in time to reach the apex of the ascent, and then began to land. With a "poof", the glass passed through the fairyland again, spinning and falling downward.

The mouth of the cup swallowed the water along the way, and when it fell back into Si Dao's hand, it happened to be a full cup. And the moment the wine glass fell, the whole fairyland disappeared in an uproar, turned into mist again, and completely dissipated.

Silence, silence throughout. The performance of the priest was over, but no one remembered the applause. Everyone was immersed in Si Dao's miraculous performance.

Shushan didn't say a word, opened his mouth slightly, and even forgot the wine glass in his hand. The wine glass fell from Shushan Wumou's hand and fell to the ground, making a noise that woke everyone up.

The next moment, only the sound of applause remained in the entire hall. No one said anything. No one dared to say anything, and no one knew what to say. The girl who was sitting next to Si Dao just now burst into tears of excitement. Although she couldn't see all the details, she was equally shocked by the beauty of the fairyland. She felt extremely lucky to be chosen by Si Dao to sit beside her.

At the end of the performance, Si Dao nodded his thanks, and then asked Chen Jingyuan to resign.

Chen Jingyuan was stunned for a long time before agreeing. After a while, he regained his composure and asked, "Brother Si Dao, can the world just now really exist?"

Before Si Dao could answer, Chen Jingyuan shook his head in denial, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's just an illusion." Only an illusory world can be that beautiful. ”

Chen Jingyuan seemed to be amused by his foolish question. The same was true of all those present.

Si Dao didn't explain either. He has finished his performance, and it can be regarded as giving back to everyone's hospitality. As for the victory or defeat of the fighting method, this is already an irrelevant matter.

Si Dao turned and left. Before leaving, Chen Jingyuan spoke: "Brother Si Dao, do you have a friend named Hua Xiaocan? She seems to be in some trouble now. ”