Most of the fragments in the illusion are scattered and disordered. The most the caster can do is to design a framework, and how to develop it depends not only on the setting of the event itself, but also on the actions of the recipient.

Ke Wang just now had been watching the play, neither inserting himself into the battle of the white-robed army against the Xianbei of the Northern Wei Dynasty, nor rescuing the white-robed soldiers who were forced to death by heaven. It can be said that it is a melon-eating masses. So naturally, it will not change the plot direction of the fantasy.

When the scene changed again, what appeared in front of Ke Wang's eyes was a bustling city scene.

This time, Ke Wang learned his lesson and took the initiative to go into the city. He not only wanted to know what Hu Dayuan's purpose was for letting him enter the illusion realm, but also wanted to find the formation eye and go out. Although the situation outside is not urgent, it is not so optimistic. He didn't have time to waste any more!

It can be seen that Hu Dayuan has put in a lot of effort, not only the urban modeling, but also the passers-by walking on the street. If it weren't for Ke Wang's constant reminder that he was in an illusion, he would really not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion for a while.

Of course, these passers-by dressed up in ancient costumes and looking at the cityscape for some years also remind Ke Wang all the time that this place is not real.

Based on the accents of these passers-by, as well as the large banner of the character "Tang" fluttering on the head of the city and the size of the city, Ke Wang could determine that he was in a certain city in the northwest during the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't know who was the emperor now, and where was the city?

"Emperor Chuan III, Li Xing of the Wu Dynasty. Providence is unpredictable, providence is unpredictable......"

In a trance, Ke Wang's ears heard a murmur as light as a mosquito fly. Originally, it was difficult to distinguish in the noisy market environment, but for some reason, Ke Wang heard it very clearly, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"Who's talking?"

Ke Wang was startled, and hurriedly shouted and turned his head to look in all directions.

Just as Ke Wang shouted, all the passers-by around him turned into a static state, and there was also a faint tendency to collapse and reorganize this space.

A fantasy is like a lucid dream when a person is asleep, but unlike lucid dreaming, the dominance of the illusion is not in the hands of the dreamer. When the dreamer wants to resist, the illusion will weave the following plot on its own, and the most common way to express it is the reorganization of the world.

Ke Wang naturally didn't want the illusion to be corrected, and this time he was left in the city, which was already good. If you're left on the battlefield, flooded, or whatever, like the last two times, you're in the middle of a lot of water, or whatever, you're in the middle of it!

Ke Wang panicked and wanted to make amends, but he didn't know what to do. Ke Wang's master is not good at the study of illusions, mainly because his unreliable ancestor has always looked down on these illusions, calling them "all the tricks of the weak". Therefore, even though the "Patriarch's Codex" records a lot of spells that Master Ke Wangzu obtained through training when he was young, there are very few records of illusions in it, and the few remaining spells that are on the side of illusions are still because they are too famous, and they are almost lost, and Master Ke Wangzu can't bear to bury them, so he keeps them. That's how "A Dream of Yellow Sorghum" came about.

Under such an education, Ke Wang is naturally not very good at illusion. Even if he experienced several illusion attacks after coming down the mountain, it was not enough to see. After all, this kind of thing can't "become a good doctor after a long illness", and he has nowhere to find a way to counteract. Longhu Mountain Zhengyi has such a spell, but this is their ability to eat, and he is not their person, why should they teach him?

Just when Ke Wang was at a loss, the collapse of this space suddenly stopped, and like a rewind, the surrounding scenery and passers-by quickly returned to their original appearance, but they remained still.

Ke Wang swallowed, a little unclear about the situation, but he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, who knows how this phantom array was designed? Before he found the array eye, it was better for him to stay honest.

"When the real is fake, the truth is also false, and there is no place for inaction. Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, or butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou ......"

The voice that Ke Wang heard at the beginning sounded in Ke Wang's ears again, but it was like thunder on the ground, which made Ke Wang break out in a cold sweat.

"Who...... At...... Speak ......"

Ke Wang didn't dare to shout and destroy the plot like last time, so he could only turn his head with difficulty to find the source of this voice.

The owner of this voice had no intention of hiding, and took the initiative to appear before Ke Wang found him.

I saw that in the still crowd, a green-robed Taoist with crane hair and a childish face made a mockery to Ke Wang from a distance across the street.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

Ke Wang was a little dazed, but the Taoist education that he had practiced in the mountains for so many years had not been left behind, and he subconsciously made a mockery and bowed back.

"This fellow Daoist, please do the same. I don't know what to call you?"

The Qingpao Taoist smiled, and did not directly answer Ke Wang's question, but spread his sleeve robe and made a "please" action.

"This is not the place to speak, and I also invite Taoist friends to follow the poor Taoist to the poor Taoist temple. ”

The appearance of this green-robed Daoist was too weird, and Ke Wang didn't want to go with him. But after thinking about it, he didn't know how to use illusions, and he was at a loss to find the core of the illusion array. It's all an illusion anyway, he won't be harmed, there's nothing to be afraid of, and it's okay to follow along.

When Ke Wang raised his foot and took a step, the passers-by on the street returned to their previous state, and the voices of people were full of people. If it weren't for the strange stillness and collapse that preceded them, who would have thought they weren't real?

The green-robed Taoist led Ke Wang into his Taoist temple...... It is said to be a Taoist temple, but it is really shabby, just a small dilapidated house, a shrine dedicated to Sanqing, and there is not even a low table. And the shrine is in disrepair, and the paint of the statue has fallen off, what a sin, a sin!

Ke Wang pursed his lips, although he knew that these were just illusions, he still had some disdain for this green-robed Taoist who was so miserable.

Since we know that Hu Dayuan's illusion takes the route of real history, everything here must restore the original appearance of history.

Taoism pays attention to the unity of heaven and man, and does not attach much importance to material things and enjoyment, but in addition to the line of penance, who will deliberately treat themselves badly?

This green-robed Taoist has a strong spiritual aura, and he must have left his name in the annals of history, looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like those old antiques who are cultivating asceticly, obviously he is so miserable, just because he is too lazy to change!

Alas...... Cultivators have lived too long, and there are all kinds of strange things after a long time, and Ke Wang has seen a lot, so he is naturally not surprised. After all, this is someone's own business, and he can't say anything to his face.

I don't know if the Taoist in the green robe is intentional, there are just two futons in the Taoist temple. After Ke Wang and the Qingpao Daoist sat down one by one, no one spoke for a while.

The Qingpao Daoist was waiting for Ke Wang to ask questions, but Ke Wang had too many questions, and he didn't know what to ask first.

After a while, Ke Wang finally cleared his mind and asked the same question as just now.

"Who are you?"