On the outskirts of Yangzhou, in that mysterious bamboo forest, the headquarters of the most mysterious assassin organization in the rivers and lakes, Washomon.

The reason why the mysterious headquarters, which even the Boundless Pavilion could not trace, stood for thousands of years was precisely because it had the Bamboo Forest Phantom Array that the ancestor of the Gate had built for decades.

This phantom array is the most powerful barrier of the Waseimon, and for a day when it exists, no one can break in on their own without permission.

And today, a person came in front of the phantom array, a bald monk.

Jing Fa quietly looked at the bamboo forest in front of him that he felt exactly the same, and walked in without hesitation.

Jingfa had broken through the Bamboo Forest Phantom Array before, but the final outcome was that he fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and since then the Bamboo Forest Phantom Array has left a deep shadow on him, and he once made up his mind in his heart that he will never break blindly again in this life.

But today, he had to go in.

Entering the realm of illusion, he suddenly felt as if he had entered a completely new world.

He turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the place where he had stood was still close in front of him, but it seemed so far away to him.

So close, so far.

That's the power of illusions.

Now that you are in, it is impossible to retreat.

Jingfa settled down, turned around and walked forward.

Just like the last time I broke into the battle, the bamboo in the illusion seems to be carved out of a mold, and no matter how you go, it feels like you're spinning in place.

Cutting down all the bamboos and cutting out a way out has been tried last time, but it doesn't work.

So this time, Jingfa gave up this idea.

Today's Jingfa is very different from the previous Jingfa, and after he entered the formation today, in addition to the bamboo he saw in front of him, he seemed to feel that there was something more around him.

In the more than a month in a small temple, Jingfa followed the non-fat senior brother to cook rice every day, followed the non-thin senior brother to dry clothes, these seemingly ordinary daily labor, in fact, are exercising Jingfa's ability to flexibly master the operation of true qi.

Once the operation of True Qi reaches a certain degree of flexibility, then the perception of True Qi will improve by leaps and bounds.

So at this moment, Jingfa's perceptual ability has reached a terrifying realm that even he himself is not aware of.

So as soon as he entered the Bamboo Forest Illusion, he faintly felt that something was flowing slowly around him.

At first, he didn't pay attention to it, but when he tried to walk around the bamboo forest, he suddenly felt something strange around him instantly speed up.

This finally caught his attention.

Since the bamboo in front of you looks virtuous, then simply ignore it.

So he slowly closed his eyes.

As soon as the naked eye is closed, the heart eye is opened.

Jing Fa clearly felt the white lines appear around him.

Each line is like a trickle, flowing slowly through the air.

As his footsteps moved, the speed of those trickles increased.

And as soon as he stopped, the trickle would return to its original speed.

Since the trickle is flowing, it means that there is a source and an end, and finding the source is likely to be the key to breaking this bamboo forest phantom array.

So Jingfa began to calm down, carefully looking for the source of these white trickles.

The stream is thin, but it is long.

As Jing Fa searched for the source, he was surprised to find that the trickle that seemed to be all around him was actually a stream, but it twisted and twisted in the air with multiple knots.

This is a huge labyrinth, a maze of white strips.

This maze is very complicated, Jingfa tried several times, and each time he broke the clue in the middle of it, and had to start from scratch again.

After repeating this for a long time, he was a little anxious, and in a fit of anger, he punched a bamboo,

The true qi in the body then shot out of the body, and was immediately sucked away by the white stream in the air, disappearing.

This phenomenon reminded Jing Fa, and he secretly lucked himself and released a true qi from his fingers.

This true qi was also the same as the previous true qi, it was quickly inhaled by a trickle and disappeared.

But this time Jing Fa came prepared, and he exerted force in his heart to maintain the connection with this true qi, quickly keeping up with the pace of the true qi, and ran in the bamboo forest.

True Qi flows down the trickle, quickly.

With True Qi as a guide, Jingfa will never get lost again, let alone cut off clues halfway.

Relying on his true qi, Jingfa's body jumped for a while, jumped down for a while, turned left for a while, and twisted right for a while.

After a long time, at last, he felt his true anger relieved, and seemed to rush out of the trickle.

His body also jumped forward, and suddenly he saw an extremely bright light appear in front of him, illuminating his eyes so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

When the light faded, he saw a quaint gate appear in front of him, and a wooden plaque hung on the beam of the gate, on which were written the three big characters "Washomon".

The gate of Waseimonon is open, as if to welcome its arrival.

Of course, the door was not opened for him, and as he reached the door, he heard a commotion coming from inside the door.

It seems to be some kind of commotion that the doormen who have rushed back with an urgent summoning order are causing something.

"Impossible, it's impossible for the Yin Gate Master to betray the Washomon!" said a few people standing in the middle of the square, clenching their fists and angrily.

Just as the people around them were about to step forward to explain to them, suddenly everyone present instantly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes brushed to the door.

There, a bald monk was slowly stepping over the threshold and walking in.

Walking into the gate, Jingfa saw many people standing in the square, each with a grim expression.

There is a carved wooden chair in the center of the square, Sheng Feihong is sitting on the chair and drinking tea leisurely, and Yin Xueyi is sitting in the position of the deputy door master on his left.

"Jingfa, have you found He Zhichu" Sheng Feihong didn't raise his head, still blowing the hot air on the teacup, and asked lightly.

"Nope. Jingfa's answer was very crisp.

Hearing this, Sheng Feihong's brows showed a hint of imperceptible relief.

"Since you haven't completed the task, you have to deal with it with the door rules!" Sheng Feihong didn't speak, but Yin Xueyi stood up and said sharply.

After listening to Yin Xueyi's words, Jingfa didn't have any reaction.

In fact, from the moment Jing Fa stepped into the door, his eyes had been on Sheng Feihong's right.

There was no one else in sight in his eyes.

In his eyes, he only had the only purpose of this trip, the Bu Kongyang who beat Yao Cai into a waste.

"Bu Kongyang, Lao Cai's injury was caused by you" Jingfa looked at Bu Kongyang and said lightly.

Yin Xueyi found that Jingfa ignored himself completely, thinking that as soon as he became the deputy master, someone was so disrespectful to him, not to mention that he was still in front of so many people, how could he establish his majesty, so he was furious and shouted: "Jingfa, this deputy master is talking to you, where are your eyes looking!"

Jingfa still ignored Yin Xueyi, just quietly looked at Bu Kongyang, waiting for his answer.

Bu Kongyang sneered: "I specially left him a breath, how about you have to thank me well"

After listening to Bu Kongyang's words, Jing Fa's eyes slowly became cold.

"Bu Kongyang, you have heard me clearly, in this world, I am the only one who can bully our family's old wealth, others, no!