Shang Xia seemed to have become an ink dot in the picture, and the whole picture fell into a world frozen thousands of miles away.
Lu Jufei came down and looked at the portrait with his hands behind his back, staring at Shang Xia's little ink dot. He didn't feel any emotion at the moment.
He just murmured, "Did I really see it wrong?"
"If I really leave the inheritance in his hands, will the master be so angry that he asks me to kill me in a dream?"
Lu Ju showed a hint of sadness, and then sighed again.
"Let's see if he can survive this illusion first."
He had no idea that Zhao Ning was standing silently beside him, listening to everything he said to himself.
But at this moment, she and Lu Ju were both bystanders in the virtual illusion.
In the illusion of Xu Mi, Lu Ju's performance was beyond expectations. He didn't care about everything in the illusion. He quickly broke through the ice-covered barrier and entered the Hundred Thousand Miles Volcano. However, his actions did not Stop and run all the way to the place of inheritance.
Until you are about to enter the last illusion.
Lu Ju murmured, "This Shang Xia's talent is really excellent. Such a trial place has not troubled him. There is only one last question left to ask about his state of mind. Ask about the deepest fear in his heart. I'm afraid it will be against him." It would be easier for him. Master, master, at this point, I have observed him for so long, I really don’t believe that I have misjudged this person’s nature.”
No one answered his words.
Zhao Ning stared at the screen and saw that Shang Xia cast an extremely powerful spell and quickly wiped out all the ghosts in front of him. When the remaining power swept across, he also opened the last level.
The picture was bright and blurry, and the heavy rain covered the entire world, like a veil.
In the picture, you can vaguely see an unusually spacious road. There are sparse trees arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the road. These trees are not too lush, but each one is just the right amount of green, as if they have been pruned by humans. A strange and tall building can be seen faintly on the outside, but it is not very clear.
And Shang Xia appeared on the side of the road. He was wearing strange clothes, his hair was only a few inches long, and he didn't have any rain gear. He was holding a square black leather object in his hands. He hesitated for a while on the roadside, and then walked along the road several times. He ran to the other side of the white mark road. When he ran to the middle, an extremely fast square object that was ten times larger than him suddenly rushed out of the rain curtain.
boom--
Shang Xia was knocked away, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he hit the ground hard, with a pool of blood spreading under him.
"What's so scary about this? It's just a physical injury that can be cured by ordinary medical practices." Lu Ju asked himself.
The entire scene was immersed in blood, as if a large basin of blood had been splashed on the wall. As the blood flowed downwards, a new scene seemed to appear gradually.
But even faster than the picture is the sound.
Boom--boom--boom--
It's very rhythmic, like the sound of a heartbeat.
When the picture appeared faintly, even Shang Xia's figure could not be seen clearly, as if it was separated by a turbid liquid, and the liquid made waves from time to time.
"Heishui River or Dunshui? No, neither." Lu Ju was confused, "Then why are you still afraid of drowning in it?"
In his opinion, except for these two rivers, any spell can get rid of it.
However, the picture gradually dimmed, which was the most intuitive manifestation of fear. At this moment, Shang Xia was in despair that could no longer calm down.
Such emotions seemed to spread to the main hall, so much so that Lu Ju couldn't help but think of the scene of his master's death in the catastrophe.
"No...no...master!"
Lu Ju was drawn closer to him in despair.
Zhao Ning lowered her eyes. The pure and true despair could penetrate all emotional barriers and evoke the scene of fear in her heart.
——"The sky is falling!" "The catastrophe of Kyushu!" "The great purge has begun!"
Under the long sleeves, Zhao Ning spread his hands into claws, gathered his spiritual light, and twisted in an instant.
puff--
The despair spreading in the hall was instantly crushed.
Lu Ju woke up suddenly, and it was even more incredible that this feeling of despair could be so sympathetic.
"What is he going through?"
In Xu Mi's illusion, the illusion was reset again, and he returned to the strange road, repeating the scene of Shang Xia being knocked away.
He couldn't get rid of the fear in his heart.
Lu Ju frowned and watched until he saw Shang Xia's fear three times.
He murmured, "Shang Xia, Shang Xia, it seems that you are still not destined to be the master. You can't become the second ghost. No matter how it is, Shang Xia has such a nature and has two sides, he can only take the ghost side. ”
"Devil face."
Suddenly, a quiet voice came from the main hall.
Lu Ju was startled, and a divine light suddenly appeared all over his body. When he stretched out his hands, two heavy hammers appeared, both of which were spiritual treasures.
"who?!"
Just when he was in shock and doubt, a clear spiritual light suddenly appeared around him.
Lu Ju turned around and watched carefully, he saw a fairy with aloof temperament and mysterious appearance.
The fairy turned slightly and looked at him.
"There are two sides of gods and demons. One side is a demon, and the other side is...the ghost side?"
Chapter 286
"You...who are you?"
Lu Ju asked in horror. If the person in front of him could appear here quietly, his cultivation level must be above him.
However, he often accompanied Jing Yao's ghosts and gods, and had seen powerful people with various temperaments. He had long had the insight into the realm, but the person in front of him made him unable to detect his strength, and he would even subconsciously ignore it if he was not alert.
Zhao Ning didn't answer him.
He only took half a step toward him, and there was a faint sound of a cane hitting the ground. In Lu Ju's eyes, a double image appeared on Zhao Ning's body.
As Zhao Ning came towards him, a double image followed. The sound of the crutch hitting the ground was extremely harsh in Lu Ju's ears. He felt the pressure of the other party. For a moment, he could not stand upright and could only half lean. Hold on with a heavy hammer.
Zhao Ning leaned slightly to look at him, and it became clear that the double figure was an old woman.
Lu Ju instantly understood who the person in front of him was, and strange anger and fear arose in his confusion.
"Yes, it's you, that great-aunt Shang Xia, you, you are not in the foundation-building realm. You, who are you?!"
Zhao Ning didn't say much, stopped, straightened up with his hands behind his back, and looked down at him indifferently.
"Before I ask any more questions, fellow Taoist should answer my questions first."
Thinking about the word "ghost face" in the other party's question again, Lu Ju's anger surpassed his fear.
"You know about ghosts and gods, and you are from Yangzhou?!" He burst out with inexplicable hostility.
The random questioning allowed Zhao Ning to find clues.
"Yangzhou?" Zhao Ning smiled lightly, "I do have some friends in Yangzhou."
"Bastard!" Lu Ju roared violently and rushed straight towards Zhao Ning. He didn't care at all about the disparity in strength between him and Zhao Ning, "You still dare to appear in front of me!"
His whole body burst with arrogance, and 100% of his power was concentrated in one blow, which was a desperate move.
However, Zhao Ning made no other moves at all. He just stepped backwards with his hands behind his back, just half an inch away from Lu Ju's attack.
Lu Ju was extremely angry, "Everyone in Yangzhou deserves to die!"
As he spoke, the aura on his body increased by another ten percent, which was consuming the original power. The next moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire hall space began to surge, like a wave in the sea rushing towards Zhao Ning with overwhelming and suffocating pressure.
Zhao Ning turned slightly to the side, raised his hand and pointed, and the power he burst out was suppressed.
Lu Ju's attack missed. Turning around in embarrassment, he saw Zhao Ning standing in the center of the hall again, looking at the painting and Shang Xia who kept dying repeatedly in the painting with his hands behind his back.
"Don't insult me! I will never let you go!"
Without the slightest pause, he attacked Zhao Ning again. He was very familiar with this place. As the guardian of the Valley of Ghosts and Gods for nearly ten thousand years, he could easily control everything in the valley, including the aura of heaven and earth.
Then when he rushed towards Zhao Ning, he found that everything was out of his control.
The heavy hammer was only three inches away from Zhao Ning, and just as he was about to succeed, his body was suddenly frozen in mid-air, unable to move, and all his power was trapped.
But the other party didn't even have the corners of his clothes fluttering.
At this moment, Lu Ju finally understood that this was not the difference between Yuanying and Jindan. The strength of the person in front of him could not be measured by his realm.
As if he felt Shang Xia's pure and pure fear again, despair crept into his heart, and he was worse than an ant.
"Kill if you want!"
Zhao Ning's gaze shifted from Shang Xia's trial scene to Lu Ju's face.
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have exploded and died just now."
Zhao Ning said lightly.
"Did Shang Xia's accident make you unable to control your emotions and reason?"
Lu Ju froze.
The confinement in the space disappeared, and Lu Ju fell to the ground. He did not get up, but just looked at Zhao Ning questioningly.
"Are you really not from Yangzhou? Didn't you deliberately find Shang Xia to obtain the master's inheritance?"
Zhao Ning looked at him indifferently. The angle of looking down made Lu Ju feel that this question was stupid for a moment.
"If I wanted the inheritance of ghosts and gods, I wouldn't follow your intention to test Shang Xia." Zhao Ning answered him seriously.
Lu Ju came to his senses. Yes, he was actually wary of the old woman in Xiyuan Town at first, but then he gradually let down his guard because the old woman was completely under his control, so that in the end On the Stairway to Heaven, he used the "blood" relationship between the old woman and Shang Xia to test Shang Xia to see if Shang Xia would be fascinated by the illusion and whether Shang Xia would be mentally broken.
Shang Xia's state of mind was not affected by the illusion. He was still determined and determined to get the master's inheritance, but it was not what Lu Ju wanted to see, which in turn made Lu Ju's state of mind collapse.
The atmosphere in the hall calmed down.
"If you are not from Yangzhou, are you just here to watch?"
"Why not? Everyone in this world has their own experiences. Watching or participating is all practice."
Lu Ju suddenly had nothing to say.
Zhao Ning added, "However, a hundred years ago, I met a person by chance, wearing a half-mask. The mask looked like a ghost and a god, but I don't know if it was the 'ghost face' you mentioned?"
She raised her finger, and the spiritual light gathered in the air, forming the ghostly shadow of Yue Lingfei.
