Chapter 23 Illusion

From a distance, Lu Shen's body was just a small black dot compared to Jiaolong's huge head, as if Jiaolong could blow him away with a casual blow.

Just hearing the young man's words, Jiaolong's indifferent pupils revealed a trace of humanized panic.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared violently again, and the momentum was amazing. But it didn't seem to have any effect on Lu Shen, he walked calmly on the bridge deck, ignoring Jiaolong, and didn't even bother to look at it.

The pace is not fast or slow, moving forward steadily, and it will not take a while to reach the other end.

Seeing this scene, Jiaolong finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared angrily, the dragon head was raised high, and then smashed down in an instant!

Lu Shen didn't raise his head, and it was a slap in his hand.

That's right, a real slap in the face.

And then the unthinkable happened.

There was a crisp snap.

I saw that the dragon's huge head like a mountain peak flew out in an instant, and then slammed into the water, splashing countless waves.

Lu Shen walked across the small bridge, and then turned around and looked down at the water.

The terrifying body of the dragon began to shrink slowly, and the water level on the surface of the water gradually decreased, and in less than a while, the original amazing underwater dragon turned into a white-tailed golden carp more than one meter long, and there was a hot slap print on the left side of the fish head, which was very eye-catching.

I saw the koi jumping around in the water, staring at the young man with a look of grievance and resentment, and screaming in his mouth.

Magical and fun.

"Interesting, such a big golden carp, it is estimated that it has been touched for a hundred years, and the aura is pure..."

Lu Shen looked at it for a long time, and said to himself: "I just don't know how it tastes." ”

"Woo whoa...."

Hearing this, the golden carp suddenly closed its mouth, quietly moved a few meters into the distance, and the two fish eyes looked at the young man cautiously in the water, not daring to make a sound, as if he was really afraid that the guy in front of him would stew himself in anger.

"This kind of change is really not very good, don't turn into a Jiao in the future. ”

Lu Shen turned around and left, and said, "I may have killed more Zhenjiao than you have changed. ”

....

The boy walked through the belly of the mountain, and the temperature around him slowly dropped.

A dense forest appeared in front of Lu Shen's eyes, and the roar of the waterfall hitting the ground could be faintly heard.

Lu Shen stepped into the ground where the dead leaves were piling up, and walked deeper into the woods.

In less than a moment, a trace of white mist gathered from all directions, filling the sky, and then intensified, and the white mist enveloped the entire forest, and it was hazy five meters away.

Lu Shen was indifferent to the changes around him, his steps remained unchanged, and he walked straight ahead.

Half an hour, an hour..... For two hours, the sound of the waterfall has been echoing in my ears, but it seems that it is always standing still, and there is no progress.

"Formation?"

The boy finally stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at the sky.

The sound of the surging water in my ears is crisp, very delicate and rhythmic.

Lu Shen immediately showed a look of enlightenment, then closed his eyes and strode forward.

This is a dense forest, with large trees standing side by side, and if you walk with your eyes closed, you will quickly hit the thick trees, and even hit your nose and bleed.

But surprisingly, Lu Shen didn't, not that he didn't hit the trunk, but that he bumped into it, but he passed through.

The boy's figure twisted strangely in front of the thick trunk, and then a ripple on the converging surface swallowed his form completely, and then walked out of another trunk a few meters away.

The magical scene kept happening, and the boy's figure was erratic, teleporting through the woods.

In the end, Lu Shen finally stopped.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a magnificent palace as high as a hundred feet appeared in front of him.

....

Lu Shen walked in.

He didn't like to walk very much, but he was forced to walk so many steps these days, and he didn't like it in his heart.

The decoration in the hall is also very vulgar, the glazed cup, the white light wood, the greedy incense chair, a faction of golden splendor.

The further he went, the more the sword qi became, and there was even a faint irrepressible aura in the air

Angry.

Lu Shen came to the depths of the hall and saw a sword as a matter of course.

The sword hung silently in the air in the center of the main hall, the body facing downward, floating slightly.

Feeling the young man's gaze, a majestic light and shadow emerged from the sword.

It was a man with a majestic temperament, with his hands behind his back, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"You're good. ”

The figure had a strong voice and took the initiative to say, "I can reach the top in just one day and be qualified to become my disciple." ”

Lu Shen didn't react, just looked at the sword silently.

The ancient sword opened the sky, and it was the exclusive sword of the master, and countless people in the Sword Pavilion knew it.

But in addition, Lu Shen also knew that Kaitian was a peerless fierce sword that had stained the blood of tens of millions of creatures of the three clans of demons and demons in the world.

He had fought the owner of the sword, and it was one of the hardest battles of his life.

Of course, in the end, he still won.

Because he never lost.

So logically speaking, the identity of this man on the sword naturally doesn't need to be thought about.

The majestic man said in a deep voice, "Kneel down and accept the inheritance." ”

Lu Shen's eyes moved up and asked a strange question, "Why?"

The man seemed to hear a joke and said proudly: "If you want to become my disciple, you just kneel, and you still need to ask why?"

Lu Shen nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The boy walked forward and walked in front of him.

The black light suddenly rose, and the sword aura overflowed.

A sword appeared in Lu Shen's hand at some point, and his hand was already in the posture after the sword was drawn.

The light and shadow of the majestic man collapsed.

Lu Shen was just an ordinary disciple of the mortal realm, and that head was already the top sword immortal in the continent, and the realm gap between the two was higher than the sky.

But Lu Shen's sword was so decisive and casual, and it seemed to have succeeded.

What's even more weird is that until this time, the peerless fierce sword was still floating there silently, without the slightest reaction.

"The things here are too fake and too vulgar, and I didn't like it at first, thinking that there could be people with poor taste like this, and I didn't understand it until I came here. ”

Lu Shen said on top of the empty hall: "Fake is always fake, how can it be true?"

As soon as the words fell, the entire palace collapsed.

...

Lu Shen didn't know how many times he opened his eyes.

This time there was a waterfall in front of me, not very big, but not small either.

There was a sea of flowers below the waterfall, and he was standing in the middle of it.

The sun is shining, the flowers are fragrant, butterflies are fluttering above, and occasionally a few cute squirrel bunnies can be seen running and playing in them.

There is a small lake next to the sea of flowers, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

Vibrant, harmonious.

Lu Shen looked up at the top of the waterfall, where there were several huts.

On the edge of the cliff in front of the hut sat a middle-aged man with a gentle temper holding a roll in one hand.

Behind him is the blue sky and white clouds, and in front of him is the waterfall and cliff, and the picture is indescribably peaceful.

Lu Shen looked at him, and the man seemed to be aware of it, so he put down the scroll and looked back.

The eyes finally met.