Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Hundred Years
"Zhou Zhengfeng" dragged his tired body aimlessly on the street, the armor on his body was gone, his originally feminine and handsome face was relaxed at this time, and he looked around with blank eyes, this was the thirtieth year he spent in the city.
Of course, he knows something about illusion, and the most important thing to break illusion is that his will is his own heart, of course, if his mind and soul are strong, he can break it, and if he is proficient in this way, he can break it skillfully.
When he was pulled into the city, he was indeed shocked, he was also experienced in a hundred battles, and so far he had not encountered the situation of being pulled into the illusion by a monk of the same level, even if he entered the city, he scoffed at how clever a second-order monk's illusion can be.
There are many pillars or nodes in the illusion that support the illusion, and if you find it and destroy it, you can break it, and the reason for the illusion in the body is that there is a big gap between itself and the caster's divine soul sense, which makes him very uncomfortable.
When he first entered the city, he disdained it and was full of confidence, and he saw at a glance that the city wall was the key to broadcasting the drama, and after a few attempts, he was angry and couldn't help but worry, this is a competition of the power of the divine soul, his attack can also cause some damage to the city wall at first, but it will soon make up for it as before, Jing Fei's divine soul is more powerful than his surprise.
There must be other ways out of trouble, he firmly believes.
There is no way to go to heaven, there is no way to enter the earth, this trap is thirty years, his heart is clear, this is just an illusion, the outside world may only be a few days, or even a moment, but in this city he really experienced the pain of the passage of time, and more desperate than despair is loneliness.
In the past thirty years, he has traveled to every corner of the city, closing his eyes and seeing every grass and tree in front of him, but he has not found any living creatures.
One day, he found a well, the water of the well was clear and reflected in the moon and the sky, he looked up at the sky, it was gray, he knew that this was the flaw, he jumped into the well, but at the moment he entered the well, his brain felt a sharp tingling, and when he came to his senses, he returned to the city, and the moon in the well had disappeared.
On this day, he came to the well again, looked at the emaciated and godless face in the well, and his silent heart was ignited again, this was a contest between the soul and the power of consciousness, if he gave up first, there would be no chance of winning.
Seventy years later, an old man with a withered description turned from a street corner, dragging a heavy coffin behind him, and with each step he took lost a point of vitality, he came to the open space in the middle of the city, and hobbled around the dark coffin.
"Is this my final destination, I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling!"
"Zhou Zhengfeng" was trapped in the phantom city for a hundred years, and finally fell silent here, it was not the body that died, it was the will that died, and his heart was dead.
A hundred years in the city, the reality is only a moment, this is the mystery of the ghost in the city, the meaning of the monogram, the consciousness is infinitely extended, the stronger the caster's sense of perception, the deeper the understanding of the rune, the greater its power.
Bai Liang's muscles were tense, he felt that this person was very dangerous when he was in the restaurant before, and at this moment, he was swept by the "Zhou Zhengfeng" and had a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake, his qi and blood had accumulated to the peak, and when the opportunity came, he would send out a sharp and fatal blow.
He watched "Zhou Zhengfeng" staring at Jing Fei playfully, half of the words in his mouth stopped abruptly, he keenly noticed the momentary loss of concentration in the eyes of "Zhou Zhengfeng", without any hesitation, he made a move, hunched his waist and shrugged his shoulders, the rain drops fell on the place where he landed in the last moment, he escaped into the rain without a trace, and the next moment he quietly appeared on the side of "Zhou Zhengfeng".
How fast is Bai Liang's speed, "one-third of the time to blink an eye", this is the result of Jing Fei's test last year, at this time, Bai Liang's right hand turned into a silver wolf claw, and his sharp nails had touched the black hair of "Zhou Zhengfeng".
"Wait. ”
Bai Liang immediately retracted his claws after hearing Jing Fei's voice, but this blow was ready to be launched, and it was too late to stop, so Bai Liang had to forcibly change the trajectory of the attack.
The fingertips touched the scalp of "Zhou Zhengfeng" and swept back, and the domineering energy cut the rain curtain within ten zhang into two sections, and at that moment, there seemed to be a wolf howling in the rain.
When a person is deeply conscious that he is dead, then he is on the verge of death.
Since the moment "Zhou Zhengfeng" lay down in the coffin, the fire of his divine soul began to extinguish, if Bai Liang hadn't made a move, Jing Fei might have had time to search for useful information in his consciousness, but Bai Liang finally made a move, and the evil qi penetrated the body of "Zhou Zhengfeng" and blew out the last trace of vitality.
The initial brilliance, a moment of distraction, and finally a lack of eyes, this is the last portrayal of the life of "Zhou Zhengfeng".
At the same time, Jing Fei's feet staggered, and the dizziness in his brain was accompanied by a faint tingling pain, this was the first time he had used the ghost in the city with all his might, and it was still too reluctant to support the operation of the illusion for a hundred years in an instant.
Jing Fei found that there were many limitations to this method, first of all, his own consciousness must be stronger than that of the opponent, and secondly, it must be used without external interference, if Bai Liang is the hostile party, then it is himself who dies at this time, and similarly, if there are companions around, then the moment the opponent falls into the illusion will definitely play an unexpected role.
Bai Liang, white wolf......
Jing Fei's eyes lit up, and he could consider raising a spirit beast to take with him, so that he could protect himself and attack the enemy.
Behind the wooden door on Jing Fei's right, a dark eye saw through the crack in the door a scene on the street from beginning to end, it was a child of seven or eight years old, the child clenched his fists, and his eyes were both nervous and excited.
Jing Fei turned his head to look at the wooden door, patted the sign on his waist and smiled:
"The gods protect the house, and children are not allowed to peek. ”
The child behind the door hurriedly hid behind the door and muttered in a low voice:
"Two against one, not a hero. ”
Jing Fei smiled when he heard this.
Putting away the corpses on the ground, Jing Fei and Bai Liang returned to the previous restaurant again, the previous awareness was overdrafted, and Jing Fei needed to recuperate for a while.
Opening the Qiankun bag of "Zhou Zhengfeng", the most eye-catching thing was the two bloodstained heads, Jing Fei took a closer look, it was the real head of Zhou Zhengfeng and Xu Shaoqing, Jing Fei thought about it a little and understood that the Sacrifice Hall should also be rewarding the head of the search party for this operation.
The Divine Protector Mansion began to issue a reward for the first level of the Sacrifice Hall very early, and the price of each head in this purge operation was increased by three percent, a second-order member of the Sacrifice Hall offered a reward of two hundred and sixty kun jade, and the third order was as high as one thousand kun jade, in addition to a large number of meritorious deeds.
Jing Fei continued to look at the Qiankun bag, there were more than three hundred Kunyu in it alone, and some pill talisman magic weapons were piled up in a small corner, and it was roughly estimated that these things were worth at least four or five hundred Kunyu.
Thinking that Lu Haichuan didn't have such a rich family background when he stepped into the third order, Jing Fei felt that he had met a fat sheep this time.
Jing Fei understands this, this person's methods are secretive, people can't guard against it, and he is the most suitable for assassination, and the price of the assassination mission in the Sacrifice Hall has always been the highest in this industry, and it is normal to have this savings.
This operation is worth the trip with only this one head, and sure enough, it is the fastest way to make money from the dead, Jing Fei laughed at himself.
The bodies of Zhou Zhengfeng and Xu Shaoqing and related items were to be handed over to the local county government after the operation, and the other items were to be privately owned according to regulations.
Late at night, after taking some tonic pills, Jing Fei felt that he had almost recovered, so he beckoned Bai Liang to continue his journey.
The rain fell all night, it stopped in the early morning, turned over a mountain, the morning light reflected a faint rainbow in the sky, the so-called light rain was sunny at the beginning, and the colorful glow was all over the sky, but it had a different style.
"The higher the quality of the demon beast blood used in the cultivation of the Heavenly Wolf Brahma body, the better the effect, your cultivation style does not depend on external objects, only cultivates your own body, this time you can buy some fourth-order demon beast blood, I know a guy named Huang He, there are some ways near the plum blossom building, and I asked him to buy it cheaper." ”
Fu Zhou Shangjing Fei said to Bai Liang.
Bai Liang nodded, then took out more than four hundred Kun Yu and handed it to Jing Fei, which was all his savings.
After the previous battle, Jing Fei gave Bai Liang five hundred kunyu, Bai Liang only took three hundred, when he appeared next to "Zhou Zhengfeng", he actually found that this person was already out of oil and could not pose a threat, if he didn't make a move, maybe he could ask for some useful information.
For the Divine Protectorate, a living person who sacrifices his body is of course more valuable than a dead one, so Bai Liang felt that he didn't make much effort, and finally took three hundred kun jade under Jing Fei's persuasion.
Jing Fei did not shirk and put Kun Yu into the Qiankun bag.
After traveling for a hundred miles, a crimson point of light suddenly appeared on the Soul Searching Guide, and if you look closely, the light red represents the second-order monk, the dark red represents the third-order, and the dark red is the fourth-order.
Jing Fei and Bai Liang glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
"If there is prey coming to the door, will you fight or retreat?" Jing Fei asked.
The momentum on Bai Liang's body rose in vain, his eyes were full of battle intent, his right hand opened suddenly, and five sharp finger claws cut through the air and let out a low howl.
Jing Fei laughed:
"Just what I wanted. ”
Jing Fei waved his sleeves, put away the soul search and Fu Zhou, and the two of them jumped and disappeared into the vast forest.