Chapter 27, Mirage Floating Dream, Let's Sing Away

The borderless darkness eroded in wave after wave. en8.

The dome, walls, and ground here are all paved with bones. The bones of these huge ferocious beasts were petrified because they were too old, but they were still as hard as ever, and the breath alone could make people fall to their knees and dare not resist. Bai Sensen's bone spurs slanted all over every corner here, and the hideous and quaint appearance makes people wonder how the masters of these bones should have existed countless years ago.

Yun Qing sat in the middle of the empty pagoda, quietly meditating on a huge and flat skull.

About three days had passed in her senses, but the illusion showed no sign of fading at all. But she is not in a hurry, anyway, there should be no danger on Aman's side.

Most of the illusions are constructed based on the flaws in her heart. If it weren't for this time, Yun Qing herself would not have expected that her heart block would be here.

Yaoya Tower.

The place where the bones of ten thousand demons are buried in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is also a place of exile and eternal ban.

The demon clan will come here when they feel that their death is coming. From ancient times to the present, no one knows how many monsters have buried their bones here, let alone how many ancient and modern existences have turned their corpses into part of the Yaoju Pagoda. In short, once in here there is no precedent for going out.

It was Yun Qing who stole the suppressed Book of Heaven from the Yaoyan Pagoda.

As for why she and Aman appeared in such a place, she has no memory at all.

"Am I afraid... I know it's an illusion, but I don't dare to go out." Yun Qing smiled bitterly and finally decided to get up.

If you don't even try, how can you know how to break the illusion?

She straightened her clothes and jumped down from the huge white bone 100 meters high, like a meteor, drawing a bright color in this endless darkness. A moment before she landed, a pitch-black flame ignited from under her feet, the landing slowed down, and Yun Qing stood flat and steady on the white bone spur below.

These terrifying monster breaths didn't bring much pressure to her, but the endless darkness did make people feel hopeless.

Yun Qing walked over these bones step by step, jumping from one to the other, but there were countless bones waiting for her in front of her.

This is a road with no end in sight. It seems that she and Aman have been walking and walking on this road since the beginning of her memory.

The road seemed to spiral downward, with no beginning or end in sight. Along the way, except for the bones, Yun Qing couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his mind. At least there was Aman by her side at that time, but now, she is the only one walking in the illusion. Nothing but darkness and bones. There was no light in the Yaoyan Tower, and the darkness that could not see the head filled all the void here, and she couldn't even see herself.

Having been walking down the white bones, Yun Qing couldn't control his thoughts, such as whether she was walking around in a big circle.

Yun Qing sighed: "So it turns out, the place where I started was the biggest loophole in my heart."

Whether it’s a matter of simply and decisively capturing the inheritance of the Great Sun and Black Sky Wheel at the Qingdi Shrine, or trying to make a plan for the altar of heaven at the Hundred Flowers Festival, these are all based on one foundation, that is, she has nowhere to go. Return. If you don't take risks like this, there is only one dead end.

As long as she takes the Book of Heaven and walks out of this Yaoya Tower, then she will never have a chance to look back. She can only survive by dying again and again, using any means to fight for her life.

But what if it was timed before she stole the Book of Heaven?

If Yun Qing knew all the difficulties ahead, and she would die, would she still choose to rush out of this White Bone Pagoda with the Book of Heaven, this eternal place of death?

This is the purpose of this fantasy.

"If I don't have the courage to take the first step, will I be trapped in this illusion forever?" The black flames under Yun Qing's feet became more and more intense, burning up from the ankles, and finally almost half of her His body was covered in flickering flames. en8.

Since she had dared to go against the sky and stole the book from heaven, she now of course dares to walk this dangerous and endless road of bones again!

With such a step forward, the true qi is almost exhausted, but the black magic flame on Yun Qing's body is getting more and more arrogant.

"arrive……"

As her will became more and more determined and her aura became more and more high, the exit of Yaoyu Pagoda was getting closer and closer. The little light at the exit was also the beginning of her escape.

"Go out from here, keep walking, until you get out of the control of heaven..."

Yun Qing took a deep breath and took the last step. This choice is very important to her. She is convinced that the path she is taking now is not forced, but a real choice in her own heart.

The darkness in her mind was swept away, a huge amount of information poured into her soul, and the next thing she saw was the gate of the ruined temple.

Time seemed to return to the moment before they entered the temple, and the experiences in the Yaoyan Pagoda were like a dream.

She glanced at Song Liyou and Zheng Zhenzhen, who were in a trance, and Aman who was completely dumbfounded. The temple in front of you seems to have experienced thousands of years in an instant, and it turned into fly ash in an instant.

The temple collapsed into ruins, and a few pages of golden paper danced without wind, fluttering on Yunqing, Song Liyou and Zheng Zhenzhen.

Yun Qing took one, and the golden paper turned into a fine golden light and immersed in her body.

"Ahhhh!!" Zheng Zhenzhen hugged Yunqing as if he had just recovered.

"...What's the matter?" Yun Qing hadn't had time to digest the contents of the golden paper.

"Have you seen it?" Zheng Zhenzhen looked at Yun Qing with a pale face.

"I don't think what we saw should be one kind of thing." Yun Qing said, looking at Song Liyou.

His face was a little unsightly, and he reached out and picked up the golden paper in front of him.

"This is inheritance?" Song Liyou's piece of golden paper also turned into a little golden light and disappeared into his body.

It was only at this time that Zheng Zhenzhen reacted. She picked up the one in front of her and said to Yun Qing, "I remember that we lived in this temple together, and then your injury suddenly deteriorated, and you soon lost your anger... Then the monk said There is a way to save you, he wants me..."

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Zheng Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned pale, showing a look of nausea: "I want me to feed your heart... I'm sick to death!"

"Then did you kill for her?" Song Liyou asked maliciously. If he kills, then Zheng Zhenzhen's heart will be broken. .

"Of course not!" I didn't expect Zheng Zhenzhen to answer as a matter of course, "It is forbidden by the saint to kill or hurt life."

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, this is the person you want to take on the road." Song Liyou pushed Yun Qing with his elbow.

"I gave her my heart." Zheng Zhenzhen continued.

Song Liyou's complacent expression froze on his face, his eyes full of disbelief, he looked at Zheng Zhenzhen without saying a word for a long time.

Yun Qing's expression did not change: "So it seems that the inheritance in this temple has set some barriers to torture the heart... What about Liyou? What did you encounter?"

Song Liyou's face was hard to look at.

"nothing."

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Yun Qing didn't really want to care about him right now.

She continued: "It seems that we fell into an illusion when we walked to the gate of this temple, and then everyone passed a certain test of Taoism and accepted the inheritance from this temple."

"What did you get?"

"Sacrificing your life and giving up your life!" Zheng Zhenzhen said hurriedly.

This is a small path in Guiling Temple, which is quite profound, and can even be brought back to life after completion. However, it also has extremely high demands on Taoism. It is said that this line of inheritance has been broken for several generations, and no one has ever cultivated it.

Yun Qing thought about Zheng Zhenzhen's experience, and it really seemed like a test of his heart to "save the world".

"Why should I tell you?" Song Liyou sneered.

"It's the same whether you say it or not. Anyway, there is no lineage of Buddhism that can teach ghosts." Yun Qing always had a cold look at him.

Song Liyou's nose was crooked with anger: "What about you? It seems that there is no lineage of Buddhism that is compatible with the magic way, right?"

"Unfortunately, what I got was not the Buddhist inheritance, but the Mirage Floating Dream Book in the next door." Yun Qing stretched out his hand and waved in front of him, and Song Liyou's eyes were instantly overwhelmed by countless peach blossoms, and there was a faint scent of flowers.

But in the blink of an eye he recovered.

"Is this what drags us into the illusion and tortures our hearts?" Song Liyou said with a dark face.

"Yes, it seems that the old monk was transformed by the Mirage Floating Dream Book." Yun Qing nodded, "As soon as I broke the illusion and took down the Mirage Floating Dream Book, you guys also got out of the illusion, right?"

"Not bad..." Song Liyou still looked bad, "But if I remember correctly, the Mirage Floating Dream Sect was wiped out hundreds of years ago. How could this lineage appear here?"

"This broken temple has something to do with Guiling Temple. You know, none of the seven holy places is clean." Yun Qing explained casually.

There are 800 people in the side door and 3000 people in the Zuodao. These are all loose cultivators outside the orthodoxy. Although the Mirage Floating Dream Book is not an orthodox practice inheritance that can obtain the Tao, it also has its own uniqueness. She is carrying the Book of Heaven, Song Liyou has been in Taoism for many years, and Zheng Zhenzhen is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor. Even a few of them have been trapped here for so many days by the old monk transformed by the Mirage Floating Dream Book. Is unique in the world. You must know that they are all wise cultivators, and the old monk was just a dead thing, but none of them were able to defeat each other head-on.

"Did you know this is the place of Guiling Temple?!" Song Li was furious, he understood, Yun Qingming knew what was here and even slandered a few of them.

Here Yun Qing is also sorting out the cause and effect of this whole thing.

She thought that there was the secret method of the soul of Guiling Temple - the idea of ​​the lotus heart's emptiness and Tibetan view, so she specially slowed down the affairs of Jiuming City in the south, and came to this ruined temple by taking a detour. Unexpectedly, it is true that this place is related to Guiling Temple, and it is true that there is inheritance left, but there is something wrong with the content of the inheritance.

If she used the celestial script to detect something wrong in Jingtian Palace, it can only explain one thing.

She was calculated by that terrifying national teacher.

The strength of the other party is not something she can speculate now. Since she is someone outside the painting, she must have the ability to conceal or even tamper with the secret. That being said, the other party knew of her existence when she entered Jingtian Palace, so why did he wait until the Hundred Flowers Festival to start? Or even the Hundred Flowers Festival was his intentional release of water, so what did he mean by pointing this road to her so obscurely?

In any case, he at least gave Yun Qing a clear guide - there is a spiritual inheritance in Guiling Temple, and the lotus heart is empty.

Since there is a way, Yun Qing dares to go on, she has always been willing to go.

In just a few short thoughts, Yun Qing had already made up his mind.

Yun Qing's mind turned to the south, and the book of heaven was running with all his strength. On the city wall of Jiu Ming City, the white-haired Uncle Cha just happened to be looking at where she was. The two were thousands of miles apart, and their eyes met in the void.

"Forget it, Xie Yao is temporarily safe in his hands... Then the rest..." Yun Qing thought.

"Are you listening to me?" Song Liyou's forehead burst with blue veins. He felt that Yun Qing was avoiding his topic.

"Song Liyou, let me ask you, would you like to completely get rid of the previous cause and effect and start over?" Yun Qing did not answer his question, but threw another question to him.

"Don't change the subject, I'll ask you..." Song Liyou still felt that she was deliberately avoiding.

Yun Qing interrupted him: "I only asked once, are you willing to completely get rid of the previous cause and effect, smash the foundation, and rebuild my life?"

"..." Seeing that she was serious, Song Liyou couldn't help being silent for a while, "I realized when I destroyed my body, why do you ask again?"

Yun Qing nodded and said with some approval: "I said before, I want to show you a way."

"You mean...?"

"You go to Jiu Ming City in the south now and find this old man." Yun Qing waved his hand and used the mirage technique he just learned to impersonate Uncle Cha, "Let him smash the foundation for you and rebuild the ghost path."

"Ghost?! Are you kidding me?" Song Liyou almost jumped up.

"It's not those messed up inheritances, but the orthodox ghost way of Fengdu City, you won't regret it." Yun Qing waved away the phantom, "It's okay if you don't go, but we still have to leave it."

"What do you mean? Yun Qing, are you leaving?" Zheng Zhenzhen was listening quietly, but when Yun Qing said "don't go over" she became nervous.

"It's not me, it's us." Yun Qing smiled gently at her.

"You? What are your plans?" Song Li was puzzled, "Isn't it safer to add me? Don't forget who rescued you from the Temple of Heaven this time!"

"We're going to Mianfeng Gallery, are you..." Yun Qing raised his sleeves to hide his narrow smile.

Mianfeng Gallery only accepts female disciples.

"Ah!" Song Liyou spat, "I know what you mean, although I don't know what your idea of ​​Mianfeng Gallery is, but since it is an orthodox inheritance of the Great Dao, I am still willing to give it a try."

"By the way, Xie Yao is estimated to be in Jiu Ming City now..." Yun Qing added.

"Don't think of me helping him!" Song Li said angrily, he and Xie Yao have always been at odds.

"You think too much, there will be chaos in the south. At that time, you are too busy to take care of yourself. How can you make time to help him? I just told you." Yun Qing shook his head.

Song Liyou threw his sleeves and walked to the edge of the cliff. Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he turned his head and said, "I always think you know a little bit too much... Even if you were in the shrine before, it might be a hundred thousand mountains. There is a secret scripture record, but the world is changing, how do you know that Xie Yao is in Jiu Ming City at this time, how do you know that this old man can help me rebuild the ghost path, and how do you know that there will be chaos in the south?"

Yun Qing shook her head and didn't answer.

Song Liyou smiled heartily: "Forget it, I didn't expect you to tell me. Although I have spent a lot of holidays with you, if the reconstruction of the ghost path goes well this time, I will definitely repay you!"

"The journey is smooth." Yun Qing and Zheng Zhenzhen both looked at his gradually blurred figure.

Song Liyou waved goodbye, and fell straight down the cliff with the help of the empty wind.

"The wind and the snow come, and the only ones are free from worry; if they can't bear to be drunk, they are free from troubles in vain; when the prosperity will pass away, the gentleman leaves the scriptures; the sun and the moon have no light, and the sage leaves the virtue!"

He should have come here indulgently, but he should also leave with a song!

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