What is real and what is illusory cannot be said even by a true Confucian sage.

But the magic technique of Mirror Flower Water Moon has such an ability, to find the truth in the unreal, and then shatter the reality, and then put it in the sea of illusion with your own hands.

Although it is tedious to say, it is even more incomprehensible to think about, but in the final analysis, it is just four words.

I can't ask for it.

Just like half of Zhuge Chen, who was standing proudly in the clouds at this moment, he looked at the upside-down world in front of him, and said with a smile: "What do you mean by this......, fake Taoist? Can you keep me if I don't have the means? I don't think so. ”

The false Taoist priest frowned and said, "As long as we can climb to the top, there will be no so-called friends and enemies in our cultivator's world, as long as everything can be used by me, no matter how big the hatred is, you can let go." What's more, between the two of us, there is no such blood feud. ”

Zhuge Chen said softly: "What nonsense. ”

He then gently threw the rubber pillar sword into the air, and the cold light sprinkled down, and the scene of corpses and blood flowing all over the field appeared out of thin air.

The fake Taoist squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, naturally he didn't know his true meaning, and he just thought it was Zhuge Chen's trick to scare people. But when he sent the sword qi into it, it was directly engulfed.

The false Taoist priest asked incredulously, "This is also part of your mirror?"

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said, "No. ”

"And what is this?" the false Taoist priest continued.

Zhuge Chen stopped talking, this is a battle of life and death, can he really say everything?

His phantom was below, leaning against a coffin, covered in blood and playing a bamboo flute. There are many people in the heavens who have rumored that the rubber pillar sword with its original name is the incarnation of the ominous, and almost all of those who have won it have died in Huangquan.

However, there is no way to verify this, because from ancient times to the present, there is only Zhuge Chen.

But this can also prove that Zhuge Chen is a person with great luck, even if the weirdness and ominousness brought by the sword blade are beyond common sense, he can also resolve them.

After the phantom stood up, he kept looking into the distance, and the fake Taoist priest seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and suddenly coughed up blood on the spot. A hideous wound appeared on his chest, and the blood flowed uncontrollably.

The fake Taoist priest said in a deep voice: "I am afraid that this is the true meaning of the mirror! Since I have already understood it, it is probably impossible to hurt me by this means." ”

Zhuge Chen smiled and said nothing.

A wound was immediately cracked open from the left arm of the false Taoist, and the bone was deeply visible.

How can the mystery of the mirror be so easy to understand?

If you sort the secret method of salvage for the bamboo basket to draw water, the mirror flower water moon can definitely be ranked in the first position. Throughout the ages, there are countless people who have dreamed of this wonderful art. However, there are no more than two hands that can really have their side, and these practitioners may not be able to keep flashing on the scroll of history. But without exception, it's all here

One realm is overwhelming.

Some of these cultivators have grown up, such as the previous god king body, who after obtaining this wonderful technique, single-handedly killed through a sect, and finally retreated with his whole body.

It's a pity that he finally fell on the threshold of the saint's achievement of human immortals, and it is said that there are no bones left.

As for the one who didn't grow up, it was a demonic cultivator who committed a big taboo and was finally besieged on a peak called Broken Soul Mountain. Even so, he still killed three Zhen Dao. In the end, he was outnumbered and died.

It is said that on the Broken Soul Mountain today, whenever twilight falls, there are still unjust souls roaring and persistently dissipating.

The reason why they were able to commit the following crimes, and even cross the border, was largely because of the mirror. For thousands of years, people have speculated about this wonderful technique, but they have never been able to get a glimpse of its true face.

But the truth behind it couldn't be simpler, it's four words, dispensable.

At that time, Zhuge Chen weaved a bamboo basket with sword qi, and his mood when he sank into a sea was ethereal and abnormal. It was as if nothing in heaven and earth could disturb him, and it was for this reason that when he woke up again, he obtained this wonderful technique.

All of this can only be attributed to coincidence.

However, for the false Taoist, it is a disaster without vain. Because at this moment, he understands what is called a truly rare bamboo basket magic technique, and his own Dao view of the grand way is already quite rare, and the killing power and mystery are also commendable. can be photogenic, but it can be second.

Zhuge Chen stepped into the air, and his originally black hair seemed to be dyed by frost, with more sporadic white. Black and white are intertwined, looking from a distance, it seems that the gray mist is shrouded in Zhuge Chen's head, and the already handsome and unusually handsome young man is a little more mysterious and noble.

He said, "What else can you do...... Or if you have regrets, you just say them together, and I don't listen to them anyway. ”

Zhuge Chen's words can be regarded as contempt for the false Taoist.

A paranoid cultivator like a false Taoist priest can not tolerate the ridicule of others. He said substantially: "It is indeed extremely rare to sit in such a realm at your age. Piao Piao is naturally not strange, but if you say such a wild thing, you are really not afraid that there will be nowhere to buy regret medicine when the time comes? Before the battle situation is clear, you dare to say that you will kill me? You are really not afraid that you will miss a move in the end, and you will lose in my hands, and life is better than death!"

"I've heard a lot of things like that. Zhuge Chen laughed and said: "But they are all defeated by my subordinates without exception." ”

This is the self-confidence of the young man in white, even if the road ahead is long and unknown, he dares to say that the vicissitudes of the sea have turned into mulberry fields, and he is the only one who remains eternal!

The false Taoist priest who was surrounded by the heavenly wheel finally moved his murderous intent at this moment, and he reached out to crush the heavenly wheel to construct a long bridge to the sky. He stood at the head of the bridge and watched as Sanchen rose and dotted it.

There is also a river of stars flowing under the bridge, although it is not turbulent, but the surging tide in it can be pushed

Livelihood.

After all, he has really touched the realm of saints, even if he is only a pseudo-saint, but he can also build a small world with complete rules. What's more, this is in the cave, and after the death of the kendo man, he is the founder here!

With a loud shout from the false Taoist priest, the qi that should have been invisible turned into colorful and poured into his body. It was the manifestation of the foundation of the mountains and rivers, and he even did not hesitate to overdraw his life, but he also had to capture his men quickly.

Zhuge Chen said to himself: "It's good." ”

He gripped the hilt of the rubber pillar sword and slashed out with a swing of his sword, and two majestic peaks emerged. That is Mount Tai and Kunlun, which are the two most famous peaks in the sky, and there are countless myths derived from them. Because of the closest separation, the most famous thing is that Zhuge Chenhua Mountain Peak is really intended for his own use, and he honed the sword move of Kunlun Sword.

The fake Taoist priest's pupils contracted, and he said with emotion: "I can't imagine that your methods are so endless, and even these two peaks can be used with the help of your hands." It seems that my original idea of suppressing you and taking you under my command was really fanciful, and if I gave you Jiazi's time, I am afraid that you killed me by hand. But these don't matter, isn't it a pleasure to kill a proud son of heaven like you?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head, and directly pierced the chest of the fake Taoist priest with the majestic sword intent of a dream for thousands of years, and said, "There is a lot of nonsense. ”

Unexpectedly, Sanchen condensed and converged on the injured position of the fake Taoist, and within a breath, he was healed as before.

The fake Taoist priest smiled and said, "Try to kill me, if you have the strength to do so." ”

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said, "I can't ask for it!"

The young man in white jumped high in the air and came to the bridge, his originally extremely delicate eyebrows were a little distorted at this moment, thinking that he was affected by the sword qi.

The ancient palace landed at this moment, and the heart demon fire rose in the air. At this time, although Zhuge Chen was suffering, he always kept smiling. He can be said to have contemplated this sword for a long time, but unfortunately the realm is not enough, and he can't use it at all.

Although there is no way to continue to maintain it, it is no longer important. Because after this sword, the victory and defeat will be known.

Zhuge Chen landed down, and the sword was finally cut out.

The barrier formed by the galaxy and the sun and moon could not even temporarily resist the advance of the rubber pillar sword and was directly shattered, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be left with only the roar of a false Taoist.

"It can't be!"

The bridge was shattered, the river was broken, and the sword was extinguished.

Only Zhuge Chen was left alone, falling from the sky like a withered leaf and falling to the ground.

(End of chapter)