It's snowing heavily.
In the dark ruined temple, the cold wind poured in.
There are no statues of gods in this ruined temple.
In the ruined temple, behind the empty altar, stood a pitch-black stone tablet. A young man with rough and dark skin, hugging several layers of worn single clothes, fell into a deep sleep leaning against the stone tablet.
Not far from the young man, lying among the thatch, was a thin middle-aged woman. The face of the middle-aged woman was vaguely similar to that of the young man with rough and dark skin. Her clothes The bright red jacket with complicated colors still cannot hide his thin figure.
A few pieces of residual snow came from several holes in the wall on the side of the ruined temple. They were swept by the cold wind and hit the young man's body. One of them fell on the young man's cheek and under his somewhat blackened eyelids.
The young man's eyebrows moved slightly, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened.
'Illusion... is this the ruined temple from back then?
This young man is Gu Qing.
As his mind turned, he already knew where he was.
Gu Qing felt the weakness of his body and the dullness of his head in this illusion. He raised his thin and withered palms and looked hard, but he could only see a dark patch.
A few snowflakes exuding a bit of white light were once again swept by the cold wind, coming from the hole in the wall on one side of the slope and passing in front of him. He could not help but tremble because of the cold wind. A few pieces of thin clothes rustled fiercely, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed a snowflake.
The snowflakes were slightly cold, and he suddenly looked back.
The middle-aged woman in the haystack made his mood fluctuate. He looked at it quietly for two breaths. Not only did the fluctuations not subside, but they became more intense.
Gu Qing took a few steps towards the haystack with some difficulty. He knelt down on the ground, his eyes a bit painful and a bit peaceful, looking at the middle-aged woman who seemed to be sleeping deeply on the haystack.
'Mother...
Gu Qing clearly remembered that when he spent the night in the ruined temple, his mother had already died, and even her body was lost by him. But in this illusion, his mother was not only wearing this body, but it was also very familiar to him. The flower coat is still lying in the haystack, and the chest is rising and falling slightly.
'What a clumsy illusion...
Gu Qing sighed secretly.
He stood up and no longer looked at the middle-aged woman below.
This middle-aged woman is not his mother, but an illusory person who looks like his mother, so he doesn't let him miss her.
Gu Qing glanced at the surrounding situation.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman woke up.
'Ah Qing!
The middle-aged woman's voice made Gu Qing's heart move slightly.
He glanced at the middle-aged woman calmly, smiled at her, then faced the dark stone tablet, stepped back a few feet away, then rushed forward, hitting her with his head hard. Turning toward the dark stone tablet and escaping from the illusion is naturally the most efficient way to commit suicide.
Bang!
His weak and thin body flew quickly through the ruined temple. He dodged a middle-aged woman who looked panicked and stretched out her hand to grab him. He flew towards the suddenly opened temple door of the ruined temple and among the temple doors. He turned a blind eye to the few black shadows that came in, and crashed into the dark stone tablet. Then, his brain burst out.
Just before he died, Gu Qing saw that among the dark shadows, the leader was holding a torch, with a look of surprise on his face that was uncertain between light and dark, and the one who looked like his mother. The middle-aged woman had an expression of disbelief, deep sadness in her eyes, and screamed in agony.
As Gu Qing's brain exploded and died in the illusion here, the illusion turned into water mist and dispersed, condensing into the appearance of a drop of water, hanging in an illusory dark space.
In this illusory and dark space, Gu Qing's spiritual body quietly emerged. He stared at the drop of water and frowned tightly.
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Gu Qing's brows spread and his thoughts moved slightly.
He looked away from the dripping water.
The surrounding scene began to change, and Gu Qing once again felt a sense of trance. When the sense of trance faded, what appeared in front of him was a bloody house with stumps on the ground.
Gu Qing held a long knife and smelled the fishy blood. .
He tilted his head, a look of thought flashing in his eyes.
'This place should be Sanshui City in Huaining County of Ye Country. This is my first battle after I used the Great Five Elements Condensing Magic to draw Qi into my body and practice martial arts with my teacher! The corpses all over the ground are all members of the Chen family in Sanshui City. I still remember that after I wiped out the Chen family, I was so frightened that I wet my pants and couldn't even walk steadily. Looking at it now, But it can no longer arouse any fluctuation in my mood.
Gu Qing felt that in this illusion, he was infinitely stronger than the previous illusion. He felt the meager spiritual power of the Qi refining layer in his body, and noticed the warm and moist feeling in his crotch. Feeling, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
'What is the meaning of this illusion?
Gu Qing swung the sword sharply, about to cut towards his own neck.
clang!
In the distance, there was a flying knife and a hidden weapon, which came through the air and cut the long knife in his hand into two pieces with a snap. Then a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression flew from a distance and suddenly landed on him. In front of him, his eyes looked at him with a bit of displeasure.
'Ah Qing, you just killed a few people, but you are so fragile, do you want to commit suicide? You must know that the world is cruel. Either you kill someone or someone kills you. The Chen family has taken a fancy to your martial arts and has already contacted the gang of water bandits outside the city, preparing to take your life. I ordered you to exterminate the Chen family. This is just It's just a pre-emptive strike... This middle-aged man said to Gu Qing, and Gu Qing also looked at the middle-aged man quietly for a few times.
Gu Qing nodded lightly when he heard this.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Gu Qing showed him a slight smile and said, "Teacher, I will come back to Ye Country to see you after Ah Qing has established the foundation."
Said.
He was holding the broken blade that had been broken by the middle-aged man with a hidden weapon, and with a pop, he penetrated his own chest, directly piercing his own heart. Fierce blood spurted out along the wounds on the front and back of his chest. When he came out, he fell down on his back.
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed towards Gu Qing who fell to the ground. In front of Gu Qing's eyes, the illusion turned into white mist again, the light and shadow reversed, and finally condensed into water droplets that seemed to reflect the world. Hanging quietly in front of him.
Gu Qing's spiritual body stood in front of this dripping water, waiting for the next level of illusion to come over, and he was thinking quickly in his heart.
'How heavy is this illusion? If the illusion is endless, can other methods be used to break this illusion?
While thinking, Gu Qing fell into a trance again.
Deep in the memory, familiar scenes reappeared, although there were slight differences, but it was not enough to confuse Gu Qing. Illusions followed one after another, until the 97th illusion, Gu Qing once again committed suicide neatly. , returned to the illusory dark space.
In front of him, there were ninety-seven drops of water hanging in the air.
Gu Qing stood calmly in this dark space, waiting for the arrival of the ninety-eighth illusion. He had tried to leave this space by force before, but found that he could not leave at all, and he could not know the current situation. Is it dangerous to break through the shackles of foundation building?
'The cold wind that comes from the outside in, acting directly on my flesh and blood, and the fire that ignites from the inside out, can't kill me for a while, but I have stayed in this illusion for so long. , I don’t know how long has passed in the space of the stone tablet. Maybe I am on the verge of death. The next moment, this soul body will explode and disperse. At that time, my body will die and my soul will disappear... Gu Qing continued to think.
After all, it's useless to be anxious.
While Gu Qing was thinking about it, the 98th level of illusion quietly arrived.
Come, his mind will fall into trance again.
At this moment, Gu Qing suddenly thought of something. He connected the ninety-seven illusions he had experienced together, and immediately figured out how to break through this seemingly endless illusion.
'Since I have created an illusion with my memories, I have no thoughts, no desires, no thoughts and no desires. I can destroy this illusion by turning my own memories into blanks!
'Guan Zi Jue!
Gu Qing remained motionless, showing no reaction to the arrival of the ninety-eighth level of illusion. His eyes were slightly closed, and he had already entered the state of the Guanzi Jue, no longer reacting to anything outside.
After the ninety-eighth level of illusion unfolded, Gu Qing seemed to have quietly forgotten many things. This ninety-eighth level of illusion was also quite different from the previous ninety-seventh level of illusion.
For example, in this illusion, he is actually dressed in silk and satin, calling himself "My Lord," as if he is an official in some mortal country, but he has no idea what happened in the ninety-eighth illusion. To care, just let it develop on its own. In the state of Guanzijue, clear away all thoughts and memories and watch its changes.
All changes in the world come to an end.
Even a fantasy is no exception.
It must be carried on some kind of power. Without any support, the illusion is like a rootless duckweed. When its power is exhausted, it will naturally fall. Maybe Gu Qing can break through a few more layers of illusion, maybe he can gather together. With one hundred drops of water, you can truly leave this place and successfully break into the foundation.
But he didn't like being led around like this.
Illusions arise from the mind and are destroyed by the mind.
Without intention or thought, where does the illusion come from?
The ninety-eighth level illusion did not last long before it was shattered, and Gu Qing's surroundings once again turned into illusory darkness.
The ninety-eighth drop of water condensed out of this illusory space again, but Gu Qing did not look at it, and naturally he did not notice that this drop of water was more than half smaller than the other ninety-seven drops of water. And almost as soon as it condensed, it suddenly collapsed.
As this drop of water burst, the remaining ninety-seven drops of water scattered in all directions like exploding fireworks, and were all included in the golden runoff like luminous ribbons flowing down from above this illusory dark space. , this golden runoff passed through Gu Qing’s spiritual body.
Under this golden runoff, Gu Qing's soul body seemed to be washed away from all the dust and became extremely solid. Powerful and undulating waves spread out from his soul body towards the surroundings.
