Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 83 The words and paintings seen in the eyes

"She couldn't wake up, not because of the fire and poison, but because her soul was pulled into the gap between reality and illusion."

"For you, it may also be called a dreamland." Ah Ruo kindly explained, but didn't say much more.

"Do dreams also have actual forms?"

Regarding the gap between the virtual and the real, Yan only knows that there will be an illusion there, but seeing that the white cat is not willing to continue speaking, he changes the question.

"what should I do?"

"You read it first. After you finish reading it, if you still have enough courage, I will tell you what to do next."

Hey, silly boy, I'm afraid you don't have the guts, Ah Ruo secretly laughed.

Its voice became softer and its figure became thinner and thinner. Its fluffy tail turned into a transparent strip of cloth, lightly covering the young man's eyes, and his pair of golden eyes were completely covered by white mist.

Contrary to expectations, the world that the young man saw became simpler, and the traces of spiritual energy flow all over the place disappeared in sight, and the world became extremely bright and clean, which stings the human eye.

"I really miss such a simple world." Yan Qiang resisted the desire to look around, touched his forehead, and tried to calm down.

The existence of Tianji Lingtong is good and bad.

Breaking through the illusions of the world, and understanding the truth of the world, it describes the ability to do after the spiritual pupil has been cultivated to great success.

As for him at present, it is obvious that his strength is lacking, and the spirit he sees in his eyes is very chaotic, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a mess.

To put it another way, it's like solving a puzzle. To a certain extent, he can see the answer directly, but due to lack of ability, most of the time he can't understand the connection between the puzzle and the answer, and he will also be subject to many unnecessary disturbances.

This made it very difficult for him to practice spells or learn to draw talismans.

"Hey, I really can't learn it."

"You have to hurry up." Ah Ruo stretched out his claws nervously to pick a few wooden signs on one side, and carefully looked into the restraint. Seeing that everyone in the courtyard was all in one place, and hadn't noticed any movement outside the courtyard, he couldn't help but feel complacent. He licked his translucent paws.

Those old men originally said that they were also standing at the top of the world, so it should not be easy to be fooled. Half of the white cat's beard twitched a few times, and there was a bit of contempt in his eyes.

Yan sat on the ground, Ah Ruo's words flashed through his mind over and over again, obviously he couldn't fully trust his words, but he still dared to try, but it was just something to rely on.

His waywardness and unscrupulousness all stem from the kind and friendly old man with a gray beard in the courtyard, and from the unbreakable agreement made between the two of them.

So, he closed his eyes in peace.

Do you look carefully?
Rock lowered his head.

The heart lake is clear, calm and without waves, there is a vast white mist lightly touching the water surface, and there are ripples from peanuts.

He easily saw the veins of the spirit veins all over the body, soaked in golden light, and the faint tremors echoed the land under his feet.

There were too conspicuous gaps in the spiritual veins at the wrist and chest, and he didn't stop his sight much.

He saw a thick fog rising around him, and the cloud pattern on the hem of the exquisite and extraordinary robe on his body was dancing, the black color was falling, and there were stone steps coming from the sky, and the wind and rain were about to break.

As if feeling something in his heart, he was about to turn his head towards Yunshan, when a cold paw was pressed between his eyebrows, and the heart lake suddenly froze, and the frost blossomed lightly, coldly.

"Don't look over there, I don't want to be caught for a foul." A Ruo's face became a little colder, and he reminded, "Look up, look up."

The faint coldness coming from the top of Yunshan made the white cat shudder three times in a row, its fur stood on end, and its ears trembled twice. It knew what it was in its heart, so it showed guilt to the clear-eyed boy look.

"The dust-free land is above, follow the rules of equal-value transactions. If this is successful, I will definitely reward him generously after I escape from Wugoutian's control."

I noticed that the white mist on the heart lake was showing signs of fading. Although it was very inconspicuous, it was indeed dissipating little by little. The palpitations brought about by the first glimpse were still there. Yan did not dare to delay, and hurriedly followed the instructions of the white cat look up.

Then he fell silent.

No fear, no restlessness.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Yan sighed, just felt that the ability to probe into the mind should not exist in the world, and so did the spells.

Every time he was read out of his mind, he felt like he had turned into a little suckling pig, washed clean, skinned, and left naked in the sun.

In the dream, outside the stone castle.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the dryness in the air was very bright. Under the exposure, all the golden falcons had thick blood scabs on the hideous wounds that were torn open by brute force. Cut off the sun and shadows.

Sheng Kui squatted down, pinched the thin and long feathers in his hands, and drew strokes on the sand.

She asked her sister about the meaning of the ballad, and Ai Luoluo replaced the language of the ballad with the language of their world, perfectly satisfying her curiosity.

She is now trying to write those words out.

It's not that Sheng Yu is stupid, just now she wanted to explain to Yan, and suddenly found that the language switching between the two worlds has become much more difficult for her.

Forget as soon as you think about it, it really belongs to the point where you forget as soon as you think about it, or the words come to your lips and you can't say them at all.

The characters in their world are many times more complicated than the more cumbersome ancient Tianxiao characters. In the world there before, they didn’t find it difficult to read or write. It can be seen that after the simple and easy-to-remember new characters of Tianxiao, Sheng It hurts a lot to write, and the small face is wrinkled into a ball.

Now let her read many scripts written in the language of the original world, she would be 1 times unhappy.

Yan quietly watched Sheng Qi poking on the sand for a long time, and only looked at the ground after she rested.

The thing on it is not so much a word in Sheng Yu's mouth, it is more appropriate to describe it as a painting. He leaned slightly and got closer to the ground.

There seems to be a soft ringing in the ear, and the strokes in the picture are shaking in the mottled light and shadow all over the floor, sticking to the young man's soft and fine eyelashes, and moaning sadly.

The passionately surging blood told him the answer.

"Malan flower, what is that?" Yan had never heard of this kind of flower name, and tugged at the hair on his forehead in doubt.

"It's a legendary flower that can fulfill any wish." Sheng Yu stared at Yan's forehead and fell into thought. After a long period of observation, she found that it was not accidental that Yan loved to pull his hair - he really couldn't control himself hand.

Coincidentally, in Bian Zheng's memory, Xiao Shengzhen used to like to pull his hair quite a lot, which resulted in a large piece of hair missing from his forehead for a while, and he made a fuss about it for a long time.

(End of this chapter)