In the moment of being illuminated by the gods, the light that filled Jing Fei's eyes went out and turned into darkness, like walking into a closed room from the sunny outside, and everything was disconnected from the outside world.

Practitioners who enter meditation practice often enter this state of meditation, but the difference is that at this time they are pulled into this state and cannot find the gateway to get out, which is undoubtedly anxiety-making.

However, this is only the beginning, if there is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth in the darkness is a great horror, then what follows will be despair.

Jing Fei was letting go of his telekinesis, and suddenly found that the dark barrier in the distance had disappeared, replaced by the endless darkness.

He walked towards the depths of darkness, and after a few steps, the ground under his feet disappeared, and Jing Fei at this time was like a star suspended in the darkness.

However, the stars have company, but Jing Fei is alone, lonely and dazed.

Jing Fei tried to walk in the sky, but there was nowhere to focus, and the physical strength of the spirit yuan left his body Sun Jian dissipated into nothingness, and suddenly understood that this was a land of lawlessness.

This feeling of emptiness and silence was very familiar to Jing Fei, Jing Fei had encountered this kind of scene among the countless dream fragments contained in the Dream Devouring Butterfly Pattern, and he guessed that this was a place of nothingness outside the sky.

There has been very little information about the land of nothingness, and a few of the descriptions are vastness, impotence, the beginning of life, and the end of death.......

In the endless darkness, Jing Fei quietly felt the loneliness that penetrated deep into his soul, and soon he found that his perception was gradually weakening.

He wanted to reach out but he couldn't feel it, he wanted to move his feet, and his feet disappeared from the feeling, he wanted to twist his neck, but he didn't know how to do it, because he found that his cervical spine was gone.

The spirit element is passing, the sense of consciousness is weakening, and there is only a trace of clarity in the consciousness.

The process was slow and clear, a perfect interpretation of the days like years, and he knew that this was an illusion created by the ancient mirror supernatural powers, and there would be no accidents in the plum blossom building.

The gradual disappearance of the body and the slow collapse of consciousness are so realistic that no one who has experienced it personally can understand the horror in it.

Jing Fei's heart was full of ups and downs, and he gradually lost his initial peace, because he found that the idea of his birth was also disappearing, and the concept of illusion gradually faded, Jing Fei was horrified to find that he was about to die, different from the moment of life and death when he fought against the hostiles, it was the death thought that gradually grew in the depths of his consciousness.

Maybe there is another way, a city appeared in Jing Fei's heart, and he flew towards that city with all his might, which was the last instinct of his increasingly weak consciousness.

When Jing Fei climbed the city wall, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the darkness, and white light shone into the cracks, like a boulder smashing through layers of ice, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds saw the sun and reappeared bright.

Everything returned to reality, Jing Fei looked at the familiar fighting platform, the familiar crowd, and was in a trance for a while, he could feel the baptism of the storm in his heart, which was a feeling of rebirth.

Jiang Zhi'er had not dried her tears with rain at this time, her eyes looked at her blankly, and Jing Fei called a few times before she came back to her senses.

The people who are illuminated by the mirror are full of ecology at this time, and the only thing that is the same is the lingering fear in the depths of the eyes.

There are also people who quickly return to calm after experiencing fear and anger in their emotions, and a kind of change is gradually appearing in their bodies, confident, determined, and indomitable......

There is a great terror between life and death, and after crossing life and death, the heart of the Tao is also more and more firm.

Of course, there are also a few people who have not yet come out of the shadow of the illusion, after this hurdle, the baptism of the Dao heart, firm as a mountain, if you can't pass it, it will be left as a demonic obstacle in the heart, and the road of cultivation can be regarded as coming to an end.

Although Jiang Zhi'er regained her vitality, the horror in her eyes couldn't hide from Jing Fei's eyes, and Jing Fei couldn't help but sigh lightly in her heart.

When Jian Feizhang saw Jiang Zhi'er's expression, his heart was burning with anger for a moment, and he turned his head sharply to look at the Doufa Platform, at this time, the entire Doufa Platform was shrouded in blackness, and Gan Nanshuo and Wang Changjin were nowhere to be seen.

Jian Feizhang didn't care about it, reached out and turned out a seal and smashed it at the fighting platform.

"The grandson surnamed Wang, you get out of Lao Tzu, if you don't hit your brains today, I will have your surname. ”

The mountain-like magic seal exploded with a huge and roaring sound on the protective light curtain, and the people nearby got up one after another to dodge and scolded Jian Feizhang.

Seeing that Jian Feizhang was going to continue to attack, Jiang Zhi'er rushed over and hugged her arm and said nervously:

"You don't want this, I'm fine. ”

Jian Feizhang turned his head to look at the weak and smiling face, and couldn't hold back any longer, and poured the weak beauty into his arms.

Jing Fei saw that Jiang Zhi'er was hesitant, and finally put his arm around Jian Feizhang's shoulder, and smiled slightly, a lover will eventually become a family, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

The fierce battle on the stage was still in full swing, and Gan Nanshuo buried himself in the black aura of the Dao in order to avoid the divine light of the ancient mirror.

Everyone in the audience couldn't see the situation inside, and they could only hear the sound of gold and stone hitting each other from time to time.

Wang Changjin's protective aura isolated the black evil qi from a zhang away, Gan Nanshuo attacked many times without success, and the ancient mirror in his hand was difficult to achieve for a while.

This kind of mirror-based magic weapon is generally used to make its unexpected immortal hand, and the effect is greatly reduced when Gan Nanshuo has already taken precautions.

Wang Changjin backhanded an ice sword attack to retreat Gan Nanshuo, his brows furrowed, and he made a decision in his heart.

The ice sword in his left hand dissipated, and then he quickly pinched a few spells, and a series of clear ice mirrors continued to condense in the void on his side, and each ice mirror was tilted at a special angle.

I saw that the direction of the ancient mirror in Wang Changjin's right hand turned, and the dazzling psychedelic multicolored divine light shone on one of the ice mirrors, and the divine light was reflected between the ice mirrors, and the light suddenly glowed generously in the darkness on the stage.

Jing Fei was sensing the battle situation on the stage with his mind, and suddenly saw that the center of the fighting platform was shining, as if a sun was lit up, and many people scolded "again", but Jing Fei was ready to enter the ancient mirror illusion again, and this kind of free opportunity for Dao enlightenment Jing Fei would certainly not miss it.

It's just that this time the divine light came and went quickly, and Jing Fei only felt that it was dark in front of him and recovered again.

The black aura on the fighting platform gradually dissipated, Jing Fei looked up, and saw Wang Changjin holding a mirror in one hand and a sword in the other, and the tip of the sword was against Gan Nanshuo's eyebrows.

Wang Changjin tilted his head slightly, the blue robe rose without wind, and the posture of the victor was undoubted.

"Accept it or not!" Wang Changjin said.

Gan Nanshuo glared angrily, his face flushed, he suddenly waved his hand to sweep away the blade of the sword on his head, and punched Wang Changjin in the face.

"I'll serve your mother, and there is a kind of put away the mirror and fight again. ”

Gan Nanshuo's heart is on fire, he and Wang Changjin have not dealt with each other for many years, the strength of the two has always been between the two of them, in the past, the two of them had their own wins and losses, and the decision of victory or defeat was a millimeter, but this time Wang Changjin completely relied on that strange mirror, like a fishy cat touching a hedgehog, he had no way to start, he was really disgusted.

Wang Changjin's body moved, and he fell under the stage, he put away the mirror, looked at Gan Nanshuo on the stage and said disdainfully:

"Why, the people in the inner courtyard can't afford to lose like this!"

......

This is the end of this battle between the fourth-order monks, from the time the two fought to the end of less than a stick of incense, seeing the miracle of that ancient mirror, everyone who came to watch the battle felt that they had not come in vain.

Jing Fei watched Wang Changjin slowly put away the ancient mirror, his heart was a little hot, and he was thinking about how to borrow the mirror to participate in the research.

The ancient mirror and the dream-devouring butterfly pattern seemed to have the same root and origin, and he felt that what had been shown before was not all the mysteries of the ancient mirror.

The ferocity on Bai Liang's body caused by the ancient mirror illusion had subsided at this time, and he returned the salute to Jing Fei and the three of them and left.

Jian Feizhang took Jiang Zhi'er's hand and returned to the Proud Bone Garden.

Jing Fei returned to the room alone, drew a few calming talismans, and came to the dream after waiting for his mind to be calm and calm.

In the small courtyard, next to the plum blossoms, Jing Fei's mind moved, and the surrounding environment faded quickly, turning into a dark place in the blink of an eye.

He closed his eyes and felt quietly, but he never had that feeling of emptiness, and he could only put it aside after many attempts.

It seems that we have to start with that ancient mirror, Jing Fei thought to himself.

Recalling the scene in the ancient mirror illusion at that time, the fear brought by the endless vastness, the strangeness of the disappearance of that thought, Jing Fei still had palpitations.

If you don't understand despair and terror, how can you empathize with your opponents!

Thoughts rise like a tidal wave, and it is difficult to fade.

No longer hesitated, Jing Fei waved his hand away the boundless darkness, the darkness dissipated to reveal the gray and desolate streets around him, and a black coffin was quietly placed at the intersection of the streets, and when he opened the coffin, there was nothing inside, and he waved his sleeves to blow away the smell, and Jing Fei slowly lay in.

In this lonely city, time is just a concept.

"Knock Knock"

Like the sound of a coffin board.

Jing Fei opened his eyes, there was darkness in front of him, his mind was like a rusty gear, and it began to work in the rust scattered and creaking sound, I don't know how long it took, Jing Fei began to think about the first question.

"Who am I?"

Stretching out his hand and groping, pushing open the heavy black coffin, the head of the incoming sunlight pierced his head dizzily, and the fragments of memories were messy like autumn wind and falling leaves, and he finally remembered something.

His name is Jing Fei, in his early thirties, walking in the Divine Protector's Mansion, undercover in the Sacrifice Palace, and now living in the Plum Blossom Building, and he is alone in the dream for the ...... of acting.

How long has he been in the city? Jing Fei didn't know, he felt that it was time to leave here and return to reality, but he found a problem, he didn't know how to leave.

After being silent in solitude and darkness for too long, Jing Fei forgot many things, including the practice of dreams, and he lay down again, waiting for his memories to recover.

Jian Feizhang, Jiang Zhi'er and Bai Liang stood in front of Jing Fei's door and kept knocking on the door, they came with urgent news, but they didn't see movement inside for a long time, each room of the plum blossom building is prohibited, soundproof and soundproof, it is difficult to peek into the situation in the house, thinking of the murder that happened not long ago, I can't help but worry in my heart.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the anxious look in each other's eyes, Jian Feizhang turned his head and pushed it out with a palm, breaking into the door.

After rushing into the room, I saw Jing Fei sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, his body was full of vitality, as if it would dissipate at any time.

The three of them were shocked and rushed to Jing Fei's side to call, but Jing Fei didn't have any signs of waking up, Jian Feizhang used the method to visually inspect Jing Fei's body, and did not see any signs of external evil invasion.

Jian Feizhang took out several bottles of nourishing pills and fed them to Jing Fei, and after waiting for a while, Jing Fei still didn't wake up.

Jiang Zhi'er said anxiously:

"What the hell happened, why didn't Brother Jing wake up yet!"

"Feizhang, what now?"

Jian Feizhang groaned slightly, and said solemnly:

"For today's plan, I can only call the people of the Dark Fragrance Garden to come and see. ”

"Zhi'er, you go to the Proud Bone Garden, the people over there should still be there. ”

Jiang Zhi'er nodded in a panic and turned around and walked out.

Seeing Jiang Zhi'er go out, Jian Feizhang was relieved, and replied to Bai Liangdao:

"Bai Liang, you go with Zhi'er. ”

After Bai Liang left, Jian Feizhang began to check the situation in the house.

The doors and windows are intact, the prohibition is undamaged, the furnishings in the house are the same, there are no traces of fighting, and there is no residue of legal will.

Jian Feizhang's eyebrows were tightly locked, looking at Jing Fei who was sleeping on the bed.

Who exactly?

What happened again?

There was a sudden irritability in my heart, and the plum blossom building was not peaceful!