Chapter 52: The Rite of the Years.

Standing in front of the familiar teleportation light array, I pressed the token with difficulty, the light flashed, and the world disappeared, but the dream that was both real and illusory remained in my heart, perhaps forever. In front of me is the endless Gobi, there is no trace of life, what monsters will be encountered on the eighth floor, I have been looking aimlessly all day, under the remnant sun like blood, I sit cross-legged on the ground, not only found nothing, but also felt that this place will never end.

The next day I flew in one direction, I didn't believe that there was no end, there was a hazy mountain range in front of me, and there was a familiar village, Mangshan! Qi Village! I was stunned, I flew slowly and landed outside the village, it was impossible! It must be an illusion, but I touched the rocks and trees, it was true, a large group of children ran out of the village, Xiao Hei and Xiao Fen ran in front, shouting: "Sir! Sir! You are back" , Pull me to the village, tell me that the village is doing well this year, they will also use the talisman I made to hunt demons, Aunt Yue'e asked me even more excitedly: "The Yue clan has no opinion, at the end of the year, marry Yue Linglong back", seeing that I didn't speak, and laughed at me I'm still shy, everyone in the village greeted me with a smile, and the children surrounded me to please, I silently took out the talisman and the recent harvest distribution, and exclaimed. In the stone house, the old patriarch looked at me with a smile: "It's only been a few years since I went out, and my cultivation is about to catch up with me, and I deserve to be the heir of the strange god", the bitterness in my heart became more and more joyful: "You are always a senior, how can I surpass you", "I heard that you will bring a lot of good things this time?", I took out a lot of seven or eight level kraken skin bones, as well as a demon pill, and the tentacles of an octopus demon sent it over, the old patriarch's face changed, and he couldn't scream, and asked me where I went, I smiled perfunctorily. The bonfire party at night was very lively, the whole village was blessing me, the old patriarch also called everyone to discuss my marriage to Yue Linglong, everyone toasted me, I did not refuse, the wine entered the stomach, tears flowed in my heart.

If this qiē is true, I will not refuse, ordinary, plain, peaceful years are really good, but I know that this is just a real illusion, the illusion of years, there is only one kind of demon that can be cast: mirage! It is not too difficult to break the illusion of time, kill all the creatures in the illusion, and when you are left, the flow of time will return to the original river. If it is not broken, the years pass, and it seems that it will be over in a few moments outside the illusion, and the life force will be absorbed by the mirage, increasing its lifespan. But after it is broken, is it still the original self? What is killed is the most precious memory, it is the eternity of the moment in one's own years, it is one's own Dao foundation, and even oneself, and there will be no advance in the future.

The village is very lively and busy, all preparing for my marriage, as a party to the party, but I am idle and painful, simply retreat in the name of recuperation, thinking of the experience of the demon tower, the five-layer knife brother is righteousness, the six-layer octopus demon is killing, the seven-layer white vegetarian is love, the eight-layer mirage is sleepy, with their own heart to trap themselves, put and not let go are dilemmas. Like a dilemma reasoning question, which option is wrong, if you want not to choose, you can only kick the ball back and use the dilemma reasoning to break the dilemma.

What is the weakness of the mirage is the key, now ask who to go, only the goblin knows about the monster, when he came to the Tianmu Wood Domain, the peach second child seemed to be asleep, the towering peach tree did not react at all, the wood attribute demon pill that was put in had already been gnawed clean by her, and he was a foodie and lazy person, I was not angry and kicked the peach tree, and when my feet were about to kick and hurt, the peach second child manifested into a girl and came out, rubbing her eyes and crying out dissatisfiedly: "Mr. is full of food and support, why are you practicing your fists and feet on me, disturbing people's dreams" , I was so angry that I almost didn't get angry, I walked over and was about to beat her up, Tao Eryao finally woke up in fright, and ran away with a smoke, "Come here, I have something to ask you", I didn't have a good breath, "Mr. won't beat me", Tao Eryao walked over carefully, with a flattering smile, I told the matter, "Mirage? let me think about it, as if I've heard of" Eryao touched his chin and turned in circles, the appearance of a little adult, "Oh! It's really nerve-wracking, I need to replenish mana to remember a long time ago" After speaking, he looked at me, I was speechless, what kind of evil did I create?

Forget it, now is not the time to calculate, throw over a wood-attribute demon pill, Tao Erxiao happily took it, took a few bites and put it away, a serious way; "Mirage is the most difficult kind of demon, the direct combat effectiveness is not strong, but it is difficult to come out of the law realm in the years that have fallen into it", "Law realm! It can still cast the law realm in the demon tower?impossible", "Even if it is not the law realm, the illusion realm is very dangerous", "How to break it?", "Unless the mirage is stimulated, strong stimulation, the illusion realm will break itself" , I'm a little puzzled, I can't see the mirage, what to stimulate it, "The mirage has a special hobby, especially like to eat swallows, and it can't see others eating in front of it, who eats and who is in a hurry" Tao Eryao said with certainty, I feel unreliable no matter how I listen to it, the world of foodies is too difficult to understand.

Even if it is reliable, where can I find a swallow now? Tao Eryao proudly handed over a few peach leaves, and told sù that I use the charm method to make swallows, first carry out the years sacrifice according to her secret method, and freeze the memories of the passing years in the illusion world, and then eat the swallows, which will definitely stimulate the mirage to jump out. Seeing that it was full of confidence, it decided to do it, and there was no way to do it.

Because I bear the name of the strange god heir, my marriage is definitely a big event in the clan, before the departure of the welcoming team, the whole village goes to the mountain temple to worship, which meets the requirements of the year sacrifice, the creatures related to me in the illusion world must be gathered together, and it is a familiar process, the old patriarch prayed sincerely, and then let me come forward to offer incense, I have mixed tastes, come to the statue of a deep worship, take out the talisman made of peach leaves, flick your fingers, the magic trick is played, the essence of blood turns into a Taoist rune and hides in the talisman, a few clear green calls, a few swallows fly up, flying in the village, in the whole village stunned, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed in the air, a clear voice: "Send my soul back with my essence blood, sacrifice the years!", in an instant, half of my hair turned white, and my essence blood absorbed the power of my years and flashed a little golden light, turning into blood droplets and hitting the eyebrows of the clansmen, and there was a momentary pause in time and space. As soon as I shook hands, a few swallows were sucked into the palm of my hand, Shi Shiran came to the small garden, a fireball technique lit the fire, and the swallows were grilled on the rack.

The old patriarch was angry and rushed over with the clansmen, pointing at me before I could speak, the mountains shook in a layer, the wind was blowing, the clansmen were like pieces of paper shaking in the wind, making ripples, I didn't move, I poured a sip of wine, and a mouthful of swallow meat, it was really a taste that I had never eaten, bitter and nostalgic, drunk and painful. The tribesmen began to be like the images on the curtain, getting fader and fainter, and finally like the quicksand slipping between my fingers, passing layer by layer, I chewed the swallow meat vigorously, kept pouring wine into my mouth, and watched the occurrence with a blank face, heartache, sadness, reluctance and tears flowed into my heart.