The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 41 Illusion!

"Fufu."

“Fragrant Hu Cake.”

"Danzi noodles, oily Danzi noodles. They are delicious and not expensive."

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After resting one night in the inn, Deng Yang had just gotten up early the next morning when he heard a burst of noisy shouting coming from downstairs.

Walking out of the inn, what you see is a familiar yet unfamiliar bustling scene.

Deng Yang wore a dazzling black robe and walked slowly on the bumpy streets. He looked at the green bricks and black tiles on both sides of the road and the crowds of people passing by. It was really an ancient atmosphere.

Deng Yang had not seen such a lively scene for a long time.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?"

I randomly found an open-air stall and sat down, and was immediately greeted by enthusiastic vendors with smiles on their faces.

"A bowl of bean jelly and two biscuits"

Deng Yang looked at the vendor in front of him up and down before speaking calmly.

After a few words with the stall owner, Deng Yang immediately turned his attention to the surrounding diners.

Although most of them were dressed in coarse linen and had sallow faces, at least they had bright eyes and spoke loudly. They were much better than the numb-looking refugees Deng Yang had seen along the way.

This shows that the county here is well governed.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang decided to settle down here temporarily and live for a while.

After all, he had no destination along the way. Beifeng County has a huge population, so it can be considered a good place to collect 'good fruits'.

"Shop owner, is there a Fang Yazi nearby?"

After breakfast, Deng Yang was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he called the vendor and asked.

"Looking at the guests, I wonder if you are planning to rent or buy a house?"

"If you want to rent a house, you can go to East Street. If you want to buy a house, it is more suitable to go to West Street."

After receiving the copper coins handed over by Deng Yang, the vendor looked Deng Yang up and down and replied politely.

“Sorry to bother the store.”

After hearing this, Deng Yang nodded silently, but didn't say much.

As a practitioner, Deng Yang is very particular about his residence, especially for a side sect master like him who practices heretical practices.

The place where they live is best in a small, single-family house with a sunny side and a dark side, and the more secluded the better.

After all, the title of 'monk' is not for nothing.

However, any practitioner who has not achieved the immortal path cannot break through the limitations of his own destiny and suffers from the five disadvantages and three deficiencies. Although Deng Yang has already abandoned the side effects of his destiny on him due to his cultivation, this does not mean that destiny The influence of grid is gone.

If ordinary people lived with him, they would still be affected by his fate, but it was completely unavoidable to lose money and be unlucky.

In scientific terms, this is actually the radiation of the biomagnetic field. For people who have five disadvantages and three deficiencies, the more advanced they practice, their life magnetic field will gradually become different from ordinary people, and it is extremely corrosive. .

Although this effect is subtle and not obvious, if you are affected by this life magnetic field for a long time, you will naturally be affected.

In metaphysical terms, it is fate erosion.

Unless one's destiny is strong enough, or has the same five disadvantages and three shortcomings, one can be completely unaffected by this magnetic field.

When asked about the direction of North Street, Deng Yang was not in a hurry to go to North Street immediately. Instead, he followed the flow of people on the street and watched as he walked, enjoying this rare lively scene.

"Go over there and take a look. I heard that the Juxian Building has invited a mage to perform spells."

"Really?" "You're not a charlatan, are you?"

"The way I see it is, how can a truly capable mage perform in a restaurant?"

"There's no harm in going and taking a look. It's all free anyway."

"This is also true."

"Then go"

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Walking to the open space at the end of the street, he heard the chatter and discussion of several idle people around him. Deng Yang's heart moved and he couldn't help but become interested immediately.

Following the footsteps of several people along the way, a two-story building soon came into view.

Looking at the plaque of 'Juxian Building' above the restaurant, Deng Yang smiled faintly and slowly stepped inside.

At this time, the first and second floors of the restaurant were already crowded with people. On the high platform, a Taoist priest who was over forty years old, wearing a black and white robe and a meticulously combed hairpin, was standing on a high platform painting. Surrounded by The crowd was silent.

"The brush is moistened with black sand, covered with white hair, climbing high to worship the moon, showing its true form!"

Along with a burst of clear singing, I saw the Taoist man supporting the high platform with one hand, holding a pen with one hand, and writing like a dragon and a snake. On the high platform, a white fox with blue eyes and white fur suddenly jumped out of the paper and faced the audience. The audience bowed their hands for a while.

"well."

"Good job"

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Looking at the vivid white fox, many diners upstairs and downstairs suddenly burst into cheers.

"Ha ha."

Pretty good at marketing.
Deng Yang, who was sitting in the corner, saw this scene and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, but he felt in his heart that the store here was quite strategic.

This method of transforming living creatures out of thin air may seem like an incredible magic to ordinary people.

But in Deng Yang's eyes, he couldn't even scratch the surface of 'illusion'.

It's not that the Taoist priest on the high platform is cheating, but it's obvious that he can't practice well.

However, how can a person who is truly successful in illusion skills be reduced to working in a restaurant?

This method of illusion focuses on form, sound, smell, taste, and touch, corresponding to vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. This method is called: manipulation of the five senses.

Those who are truly successful in illusions are almost able to confuse the fake with the real. Creatures out of thin air, and everything in the world, can become murderous weapons within their control.

The Taoist priest performing this show is obviously not a good practitioner. Among the five senses, sight and hearing are still barely adequate.

Deng Yang prefers to call this method a trick rather than an illusion. He feels reluctant to deceive ordinary people, but anyone with a tougher mind can tell its authenticity at a glance.

But it seemed that after a while, Deng Yang instantly lost interest.

It seems like this kind of person who has little ability but only superficial knowledge will show off casually in the street, and sooner or later he will cause trouble.

After all, cultivators are plagued by five shortcomings and three shortcomings, and they are prone to trouble. If such a novice cultivator dares to be so ignorant after learning some magic tricks, there will usually be no good results.

That is to say, in a place like Cangzhou, if it were the core of Daqian Jiuzhou, anyone with such people would inevitably be detained by the Demon Suppressing Division.

Therefore, the Jiuzhou at the core of Daqian is also jokingly known as the "forbidden spirit place" in the spiritual world, but practitioners are rare to see it.

However, the core Kyushu, as the center of the world, is the place with the richest population resources, and it also attracts the covetous eyes of many people in the spiritual world.

However, the practitioners who can survive there are generally famous people, either giants of the demonic path, founders of side sects, or monks who have submitted to the Daqian Dynasty.

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