Gu Wuzhi once reminded Qin Yan that he was a powerful illusionist. Ironically, the old poison himself died in Qin Yan's lifeless illusion, and the finger picker star in turn wanted to use illusion to avenge him.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of hallucinations came to my face, and the ethereal magic sound sounded in my ears. In a moment of tranquility after the furious tide of the sea, the mermaid surfaced and looked west to Caixia and sang elegantly, and the song was seductive...... The cold wind bites the peak of eternal frost, looking around at the snow, the lonely sword god looks down on the world, sighing and lonely...... The bustling city, the crowds are surging, the cries of selling come and go, in an instant, the houses fall down and stand, the owners of the city are gone in a blink of an eye, the prosperity of the city does not change, but things are not people...... The ethereal Sanskrit sound sang in the sky, countless Buddha wheels reflected the sky into gold, and the white lotus petals were sprinkled one after another...... In the dark world, the Extreme Demon King, who dominates hell, walks on the road paved with devil's flesh and blood, and the ghosts cry and moan, and all kinds of desires are intertwined and amplified...... Floating light and shadows, the interplay of truth and falsehood, make people fall into it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

Qin Yan was sneering: "If you are as specialized, maybe you can still let Young Master Ben be tricked, but it's a pity that you just mess together so many boring scenes, neither the solemnity of the Buddha Kingdom, nor the horror of hell, it's okay to fool ordinary people, play these tricks in front of Young Master Ben, do you want Young Master Ben to reward you with a few taels of silver?"

Flicking his fingers and picking up the stars seemed to feel the contempt in Qin Yan's heart, and as his mind turned, the situation on the earth reversed again. The endless hell of bones piled up flew like sand into tens of millions of smoke and dust. Qin Yan, who was indifferently watching in the collapse of the sky and the earth, found that he was walking on a familiar road after a moment of distraction.

His height is no less than a green vine, and he is dragged by adults left and right, stepping on the spring when catkins are flying. The memory of more than ten years quickly blurred, and he looked around blankly, always feeling as if he had experienced this scene in the deepest dream.

The people who hold themselves are fathers and mothers?

"Yan'er, look!" His father's voice sounded above him. Ziqing looked in the direction pointed by his father, and saw that on the high slope on the other side of the river, a wild vine hung down, densely packed with purple flowers, like shining stars in the sky, and wanted to wear a purple light veil to lay down, just the tips of the branches were stained with dingdong flowing water, infiltrating the wild vine purple flowers more delicate.

Isn't this the string of long vines that he liked to see most when he was a child? The memories that he thought had faded or even disappeared long ago actually surfaced in his mind very clearly at this moment. Why, when he saw a familiar scene, he felt like crying?

No, it's not just this green ivy, there is one more important thing I want to know......

He suppressed his confusion and turned his gaze to look at his father's face. Unfortunately, even at such a close distance, he could not see his father's face clearly. He held his father's arm, jumping and screaming, but like an old and dizzy man, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"Yan'er is really naughty!" his mother smiled beside him, and her gentle and kind expression seemed to melt his heart, and he was willing to fall here, even if it was just a false illusion......

Qin Yan's mind was in a trance again, and his consciousness became even more blurred, as if everything had flowed back to the past, what happened over the years was just a long dream last night, in fact, in the real world, he was still just a child, growing up slowly under the care of his parents.

As for the loneliness experienced in the dream, and the short-lived love and longing like a flash in the pan?

It doesn't matter, as long as there is fate, when I grow up, I will naturally be able to find her......

Just as he was distracted, he suddenly heard a snapping sound, and his face suddenly ached, which stimulated his nerves hotly. It turned out that his father gave him a slap in the face.

"Boys should be steady, jumping up and down like something!" The father's voice was so real, and his face gradually became clearer, Qin Yan looked at him in a daze, raised his slap, and slapped his other cheek again.

When the slap came, he raised his hand and grabbed the other party's big hand with the immature five fingers of a three-year-old child.

Father was extremely shocked, this was in his illusion, Qin Yan's power was able to turn against the object, could he have seen through the truth hidden in it?

Qin Yan's eyes gradually changed from blank to cold, licking the blood flowing from his mouth, a trace of a smile escaped from the corner of his lips, and said coldly: "So this is your true appearance? Sure enough, it was as ugly as I expected! Even if he was dozens of years younger, he was as disgusting as a corpse in a grave." No wonder you usually don't dare to see people with your tail between your legs. This honor also dares to pretend to be my father, have you eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall or are you tired of it?"

There was still a look of shock in his eyes, and his other hand clenched his fist and hit Qin Yan, but he was easily held by the three-year-old child, and he couldn't move a bit.

Use other people's thoughts of relatives and friends to lure him into the abyss step by step. I appreciate your strategy, but if you use it on me, it's an unforgivable capital crime......"

Qin Yan smiled faintly, his hand was strengthened again, and his arms trembled, and his face turned pale.

At this time, with a flick of the finger and a scream, a huge force suddenly erupted, and the whole person turned into a lion and tiger-like beast, breaking free from Qin Yan's hands, and in turn lifted him up and threw him into the clear river. The cold water was like mercury and lead, and it was no longer gentle, and dragged him to the deepest bottom of the river.

Qin Yan's limbs were paddling, but he seemed to be stuck in the weak water of Lethe, and there were countless water ghosts dragging underneath. The cold, heavy water of the river soon poured into his mouth and nose, and his mind was gradually overwhelmed by a dead darkness......

Standing on the shore with a snap of his fingers, his eyes looked through a few zhang of the river, watching Qin Yan's body gradually stop moving after a period of struggle, and he couldn't help but let out a strange laugh: "What if you can see through my illusions? With only brute strength, you still can't fight against the ghosts and gods after all." Get out of hell, hahahaha......"

He smiled so presumptuously that he forgot where he was. Just as he was about to get out of the illusion and reap the fruits of victory, everything around him was blurred again. A burst of fear suddenly jumped into his heart, and he secretly screamed in his heart: Could it be that this kid is also an illusionist, and he wants to turn against the guest and put me to death?

The surrounding scenery is changing, but it is never possible to produce an actual scene. The bottom of the finger picking star gradually settled down: it seems that the opponent's attainments in illusion are not as good as his own, and in the war for territory, even in the face of his lost self, he will not be able to gain an advantage.